Chapter 1412 Lin Feng vs Wuming

"Now that the top four have appeared, let's have a final battle. In order to ensure fairness, Zhenwu Dynasty, Tiandaoyuan, Imperial City Prefect and Underworld Judge will not participate in the battle."

"Tamuxuan, you and the Taiqing Sect should designate candidates for these four people to fight." Taizu said with a heavy face, then looked at Tamuxuan, the lord of Tacheng, and Qing Yusheng, the gatekeeper of Taiqingmen.

Tamuxuan nodded slightly. Although his son was eliminated, he was not disappointed at all. Being able to come to attend the court meeting was already a great courage. To blame, he could only blame Lin Feng and Jestan for being too perverted. Sheng If you are in the realm of the highest level, you can fight against the divine ancestor of the lower level.

Qing Yusheng didn't have any dissatisfaction. Qing You didn't use any tricks like Wu Ming at the last moment, so it was natural for him to lose the game.

"In that case, let's let the two promoted teams fight against each other, Lin Feng and Wuming, and Jestan versus Duan Long. How about that?" Qing Yusheng pointed at Lin Feng and Wuming, and then focused on Jestan and Duan Long.

Tamuxuan nodded slightly. He had no objections to the two sides fighting, and it was obvious that today's court meeting was destined to be the battlefield between Lin Feng and Jestan. Both of them were geniuses and leaders among the holy ancestors. It must be very interesting for someone to advance to the finals.

Therefore, this arrangement is very reasonable. At the same time, if both of them are eliminated by Wu Ming and Duan Long, it is normal. It can also prove that the Earth-level Divine Ancestor is still not something that the Holy-level Divine Ancestor can fight against.

This was a way to get the best of both worlds, and many people would have no objections. In this way, Taizu immediately decided that Lin Feng would fight Wuming, the judge of the underworld, and Jestan would fight Duan Long, the deputy city lord of the imperial city.

"The order of your battles should be according to the order of the first and second groups. Lin Feng and Wuming will compete first, followed by Jestan and Duan Long."

"But successive battles are a bit unfair to Lin Feng and Jestan. Let's do this. You don't need to use your vitality to fight. This way, you won't hurt your harmony and you can determine the winner. How about it?" Taizu considered the problem very comprehensively. To avoid dissatisfaction of one party.

And after experiencing the previous life-and-death battle between Lin Feng and Dongfang Yuqing, Taizu really didn't want that situation to happen. Once he couldn't control it, he might lose control of his emotions, which would be a big damage and blow to both parties.

The four of them, Lin Feng, secretly nodded. Since it doesn't matter if they don't use vitality, as long as the energy is sufficient, vitality may also play a supporting role. At least that's what Lin Feng thinks. Moreover, with the formation of his ancestral body, he can almost abandon his vitality in combat.

The ancestral body may be his final constitution, Lin Feng thought silently.

"Lin Feng, no matter what the outcome is, I admire you namelessly!"

At this moment, Wuming had already walked to Lin Feng, with a look of admiration deep in his eyes. He had personally witnessed the battle between Lin Feng and Dongfang Yuqing. Although the most popular one had to have Taizu step in to save Lin Feng, the process was profound. It shocked everyone.

The same is true for him. He only has admiration for Lin Feng, the holy ancestor, but no contempt. He does not value whether he is the champion of the court meeting or not. He only hopes to meet a suitable opponent and leave no regrets.

Now he feels that participating in the court meeting is an extremely correct decision. No matter what, he can have no regrets. What a blessing it is to have an opponent like Lin Feng.

"Brother Wuming, please don't use illusions on me for a while, haha." When no one was paying attention, Lin Feng whispered something into Wuming's ear. Wuming's face suddenly changed drastically, and he looked at Lin Feng in shock. Cold sweat broke out. He really couldn't understand, and even many overlords didn't notice it carefully. Yes, Lin Feng actually saw through it at a glance.

"I admire it, brother, I admire it." Wuming admired Lin Feng even more at this moment and couldn't help clenching his fists. Maybe he was lucky to be able to fight like this.

"Stop talking nonsense. This is a court meeting, not a place for small talk. Why don't you start?" Dongfang Yuqing couldn't bear the sight of Lin Feng and others smiling. He was even more jealous of Lin Feng's good popularity, so he couldn't bear it. Stay angry and shout.

Lin Feng glared at Dongfang Yuqing and ignored it. Instead, he looked at Wuming and nodded slightly.

"I'm offended!" Wu Mingming had already disappeared from the spot and suddenly appeared next to Lin Feng. His thunderbolt palm and the bloody demonic shadow hit Lin Feng's chest. Lin Feng grunted but was not injured, because At the same moment, Lin Feng also took a few steps back, leaving nothing but an afterimage.

Wuming's face remained unchanged and he continued to fly forward. There were more and more demonic shadows on his hands, and the evil spirit became stronger and stronger. This made many strong men in the court face this game with a solemn attitude. Perhaps It won't be as exciting as the battle between Lin Feng and Dongfang Yuqing, but it will definitely leave a mark in history.

"Thunderbolt Hands". Wuming Duan roared, his brows knitted together, and he was more solemn than ever before. He blasted out skeletons with thousands of demonic shadows with both fists, like a death sentence judge who had just walked out of hell, fully inheriting the characteristics of his master Han Yan. .

Han Yan watched from the side and nodded secretly. No matter whether he won or lost the battle, at least Wuming lived up to his reputation as the disciple of the underworld judge. This kind of evil spirit made people jealous and fearful, which was enough.

"Haha, Han Yan, this Wuming really looks like you." Taizu watched from the high platform and couldn't help laughing heartily. He hadn't seen Han Yan take action for a long time, but through Wuming's strength, he could also see through Han Yan's current strength.

"What does it look like? It's just a blind fight." Han Yan was very humble, and no one dared to exaggerate or be too arrogant in front of Taizu.

Taizu said nothing and continued to look at the ring. Wuming's moves were sharp and sharp, and the thunderbolt palms accompanied by the two demonic figures were extremely sharp, like eagle claws.

Lin Feng kept retreating and rarely took the initiative, which made many people a little disappointed. Did Lin Feng consume too much energy in the battle just now? Why can't you take the initiative to attack?

Indeed, Lin Feng spent a lot of energy in the battle with Dongfang Yuqing. Although he had Nian Lingjiao's elixir, it was the vitality elixir that restored his energy, not his physical strength. At this moment, Lin Feng was indeed a little weak in physical energy, but he would not even be able to attack. No strength at all.

"I've been chasing you for so long, it's time for me to fight back, brother." Lin Feng curled his lips and stepped on the white stone of the arena with his left foot. Then he leaned away with his whole body and punched out with both fists. The intimidation of the domineering fist burst out instantly. Wuming's face changed slightly. He just charged forward and knocked back Lin Feng. Suddenly Lin Feng He didn't expect to use both fists.

The retreat speed was not as fast as the Overbearing Fist, so at this moment Wuming was naturally attacked by Lin Feng's Overbearing Fist. With a loud bang, Wuming stepped back several steps, and even finally his feet had involuntarily left the ground, as if he had been blasted. Like flying out.

As soon as he stepped forward, Wuming gritted his teeth and stopped his retreat. In turn, he rushed over. Lin Feng only saw a bloody figure appearing in front of him, and then Wuming's sinister aura became stronger and stronger. It made every inch of his skin stand on end.

"Eighteen Yin Evil Slashes!" Wuming's eyes were a trace of blood red, and his hands were like magic knives at this moment. The terrible rigid energy was carrying the sinister wind, like ghosts coming out of hell, Eighteen Slashing Winds, Each one seemed to exude a frightening aura.

Lin Feng watched the eighteen slashing winds, which were rolling in like a hurricane. Each slashing wind carried a terrifying momentum and sound, like a fierce ghost kicking a coffin, which was very scary.

"You are worthy of being a student of the Underworld Judge, but if you want to defeat me, these are not enough." Lin Feng sneered calmly, then took a step back but suddenly turned around. At this moment, the light of the Golden Buddha burst out, like a wall, a golden Buddha Qiang went straight to the Eighteen Cut Winds high in the sky. .

Boom kak kak!

At this moment, crisp and deafening collision sounds were alternately transmitted to everyone's ears, making people's eardrums hurt unbearably. Lin Feng's destructive power was simply too strong to a certain extent. The Eighteen Cutting Winds high in the sky not only shattered, but also manipulated the Eighteen Zhanfeng's Wuming was even knocked back hundreds of meters by the Buddha's light before he barely landed in the air.

Wuming glanced at the ground behind him and had already left the ring. In other words, if he stepped back half a meter, he would have lost the qualification to fight. He took a deep breath and his head hurt more and more. Lin Feng was difficult to deal with. This was something he could imagine. Yes, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult to deal with.

"I'm sorry, brother, I can only use Shinto techniques." Wuming took a deep breath, his face became gloomy a little bit, and all his breath converged back into his body. At this moment, Wuming was like a charged energy body, but what was about to explode would be energy that would make the whole world crazy.

Lin Feng sensed a sense of crisis and did not dare to neglect him. After all, Wuming was the Earth-level Divine Ancestor and was qualified to compete for the hegemony. Therefore, no matter how confident he was, he could not expect to defeat the Earth-level Divine Ancestor effortlessly.

Shinto techniques must be used!

Suddenly, the entire arena became quiet. Wuming stood in the void without saying a word, and his expression was even more rare. On the other hand, Lin Feng closed his eyes, and the Buddha's light in his body had not dissipated, but there was no threatening energy.

"What happened to the two of them?" Lu Zhan was a little confused, but silently clenched his fists. As a servant, he hopes that his master can win the final victory, but he knows very well that this is very difficult, and Wuming is a top grader. Divine Ancestor, no one dares to ignore this, no matter how powerful Lin Feng is.

Jestan has been silently watching Lin Feng's fighting moves, feeling secretly shocked in his heart. Compared with Lin Feng before, and seeing Lin Feng now, Jestan can only comment in two words, that is, qualitative change!

Lin Feng is no longer the Lin Feng of the Eternal Kingdom. Today's Lin Feng is far stronger than the Lin Feng of that time in terms of strength and courage. Today's Lin Feng's temperament is no longer an overlord, but it is better than an overlord.

"Tsk tsk, I'm looking forward to fighting with you."