Chapter 127 Sweeping the Outer Door (1)

In that instant, Xiao Yun's whole body's strength and fighting spirit, as if ignited and exploded, climbed to the extreme.

Half-step out of the mortal realm, coupled with the middle-level mortal-level "Fiery Sun Art", let his aura instantly oppress the audience, master the initiative, and launch a violent attack on Zhao Feng at any time.

"A newcomer who has just joined the sect, how can he know the common-level and middle-level exercises!"

The outer disciples near the challenge platform were moved and shocked.

"Even among the alternate inner disciples, apart from the number one 'Lin Fan', I haven't heard of anyone who has practiced mortal-level intermediate martial arts."

Possessing mortal-level intermediate-level exercises meant that Xiao Yun had a greater advantage than other half-step escaped mortal realms.

"Oops! I didn't expect Junior Brother Zhao's first opponent to be so tricky!"

Yang Qingshan and Nangongfan looked at each other with a solemn expression.

Everyone knows that Zhao Feng will face four battles today, and his opponents do not have a fuel-efficient lamp, and they are even scarier than each other.

Therefore, what everyone cares about is not whether Zhao Feng can win, but how many challenges he can hold on to?

Looking at the current situation, the "Xiao Yun" who challenged for the first time has a strength beyond imagination.

"Hey... maybe we won't have a chance to play."

The Hong brothers laughed strangely.

on the challenge stage.

Zhao Feng looked calm and looked at the first opponent.

He will face four battles today, therefore, in the first battle, he cannot drag on, and must fight quickly.

Even the first three games had to be resolved in a short period of time.

The real terrifying opponent is Hou Yuan, and Zhao Feng must ensure his combat power.

"Zhao Feng! The first round of challenges is your finish line!"

In Xiao Yun's eyes, there was a fierce red light, and Lie Yang's internal energy suddenly surged, condensing on his fists and feet.

Bang!

The red afterimage flickered, and the strong aura that was about to explode filled Zhao Feng's surroundings.

"What a terrifying explosive power and speed of inner strength."

Zhao Feng seemed to be caught in a wave of fire, his skin was hot, and before he even made a move, the opponent's inner strength of the blazing sun instantly condensed and launched a powerful blow.

poof bang bang-

The fiery and red fisting energy was violent and tyrannical, like a flame explosion, bombarded in front of Zhao Feng.

With the wind! Smoke wave without shadow step!

The phantom on the spot swept away, and Zhao Feng's figure was sometimes invisible and invisible, and sometimes the phantom swept away, under the pressure of the aura of Lieyang's inner strength, like a fish, shuttled back and forth.

The phantom and the red light are intertwined, and everyone off the field can't watch.

Most people are basically watching the excitement and can't touch the north.

However, some disciples at the peak of the ninth level, or half-step out of the mortal realm, suddenly looked solemn.

They could clearly see Xiao Yun's move, but they couldn't see Zhao Feng's movement.

Since comprehending the "phantom fish map", Zhao Feng's "Smoke Wave Without Shadow Step" has cultivated to the super-perfect state.

In the eyes of everyone, Zhao Feng's figure, true and false, illusory, full of infinite variables.

Although Xiao Yun's attack was strong, almost reaching the peak of the half-step escape from the mortal realm, but he couldn't touch Zhao Feng's clothes.

His movement speed was not bad, but he couldn't spy on the reality of Zhao Feng's movement, and he was deceived by "phantoms" again and again.

"In this movement technique, there seems to be a profound meaning of change similar to the formation technique, could it be..."

Deacon Qiu stared at Zhao Feng's illusory shadow on the field, showing a hint of consternation.

Two people on stage,

After a moment of confrontation, Xiao Yun's "Fighting Sun Art" attacked, and its power reached a terrifying level, but it slammed into the air again and again, unable to hit the opponent.

His attack power surprised some of the top ten disciples in the outer sect.

Even Zhao Feng didn't want to confront him head-on. First, the power of the ordinary-level middle-level exercises is too powerful, even if Xiao Yun's heat is not high; the second is that Zhao Feng needs to preserve his strength to meet the next challenges.

Lieyang triple strike!

Xiao Yun's whole body floated with red light, and the red fist energy condensed by Lie Yang's internal energy exploded like a cloud of fire.

Pale red air waves, carrying terrible heat, rushed in all directions.

As far as the power of this move is concerned, it has already surpassed Ji Fengyun, who was originally ranked thirteenth. It is no wonder that Xiao Yun has the confidence to challenge Zhao Feng.

"break!"

Zhao Feng's illusory and uncertain figure swayed repeatedly around Xiao Yun's body, changing many times.

At this time, he finally shot.

puff! puff! puff!

His index finger was indeterminate, rushing in the air, and the light and dark interlaced dots and stars pointed to each other, forming an arc or a straight line, in an incredible trajectory, rushing towards Xiao Yun, piercing the surrounding blazing yang aura.

Xiao Yun's color changed instantly, and his face was slightly pale, because Zhao Feng's fingering attack was completely beyond common sense.

He only felt the banging of his fingers, one after another, trying to identify the location through his ears.

However, the "Pointing Star Finger", which incorporates the profound meaning of the phantom fish map, is almost a brand-new attacking martial art. It is more powerful and full of variables, giving people all kinds of illusions.

What the eyes see and what the ears hear are not necessarily true.

Because eyes, ears, and sometimes deceive people, deceived by illusions.

puff!

With a finger, he stabbed Xiao Yun on the shoulder, leaving a bloodstain.

Xiao Yun's body trembled.

Then, the second, the third...

Xiao Yun was completely passive, and frantically ran the "Fiery Sun Technique", trying to counterattack.

However, he couldn't even touch the corner of Zhao Feng's clothes.

Zhao Feng's movements and attacks are mysterious and unpredictable, and there are many variables, often exceeding Xiao Yun's judgment.

After a while, Xiao Yun left seven or eight bloodstains on his body, staggering, his hair was messy, his face was pale, and he kept panting heavily.

"Admit defeat."

Two illusory figures "overlapped" in front of Xiao Yun, revealing Zhao Feng's true body.

Xiao Yun's vitality was exhausted, and his injuries were not minor. If Zhao Feng had not shown mercy, he might have been lost on the spot.

However, since the entire battle, he couldn't even touch the corner of Zhao Feng's clothes, and the anger in his heart completely lost his mind.

The blazing sun breaks the waves!

Xiao Yun's reddish palm swiped across a streak of radiant energy, hitting Zhao Feng who was close at hand.

This scene caused Yang Qingshan and the others below to exclaim, and secretly said that Junior Brother Zhao was too much.

Pfft!

Zhao Feng's figure was annihilated, as if he died out of thin air.

Xiao Yun secretly said that it was not good, and before he could react, a sharp finger pierced his shoulder from behind.

The power of this finger is condensed to the extreme, like a needle and thread beam, piercing his body.

Xiao Yun's body froze, his face pale as he groaned, and he turned back reluctantly to see Zhao Feng's icy gaze that seemed to penetrate his heart: "If this is a life-and-death fight, you've already died a few times..."

Hearing this, Xiao Yun's body was shocked, and his face was white and red.

thump!

He was kicked by Zhao Feng and fell off the challenge stage.

Whoa!

Off the field, the outer disciples exclaimed in shock. Many people looked at the young man on stage in disbelief.

For Zhao Feng, the first round of battle was an understatement.

From the beginning to the end, Xiao Yun did not touch Zhao Feng's clothes, and was played with applause.

In Zhao Feng's words, if this is a life-and-death fight, Xiao Yun has already been killed by him several times.

What if the cultivation base is high, and what if the attack power is strong? Being vulnerable in actual combat is a typical example of high cultivation and low combat power.

"The first round, Xiao Yun, failed the challenge!"

Deacon Qiu announced.

After Xiao Yu was defeated, the two brothers from the Hong family put away their contempt and looked slightly solemn.

In the battle just now, Xiao Yun's strength was almost comparable to the top ten or so outside the gate.

And this kind of outer sect elite was actually defeated by Zhao Feng in a playful way.

It can be expected that Zhao Feng's strength is only stronger than that of the two of them.

"In the second round, the thirteenth 'Zhao Feng' will challenge the ninth 'Hong Si'."

In the second round, the challenger became Zhao Feng.

bass!

Hong Si's burly and well-proportioned figure, like a civet cat, dashed onto the challenge stage.

Zhao Feng's left eye shrank slightly, and he found that "Hong Si"'s body movements were extremely flexible.

"Flexible in movement, good at refining the body, and strong in body. Coupled with the cultivation of half-step out of the mortal realm..."

He had a rough assessment of Hong Si's strength.

At least in terms of movement and physical strength, Hong Si is definitely better than Xiao Yunqian in the previous match.

Iron plow arm fist!

Hong Si's body jumped, and nimbly rushed to Zhao Feng's face. His movement was strange, but his attacking moves were wide open and closed, his arms were like ten thousand catties of iron plows, slashing across the abyss of the sky.

puff-

On the hard black rock platform, there were ravines one or two feet deep, and stone chips flew.

Hong Si's "Tie Plough Arm Fist" is domineering and majestic, sweeping everything, and according to his own way, he has carved out amazing ravines, air waves and stone chips, rolling and flying.

Zhao Feng immediately used "Smoke Waves Without Shadows", wandering between Hong Si's attacks, it was hard to tell whether it was true or false.

However, Hong's four movements are dexterous and his fighting consciousness is much stronger than Xiao Yun's, so he sometimes chases Zhao Feng's movements.

Point to a star!

Suddenly, the sharp and explosive fingering force pierced through Hong Si's defensive inner strength layer in several arcs from the gap of Hong Si's attack.

puff!

There was a bloodstain on Hong Si's thigh, and he suddenly roared and angered.

Zhao Feng succeeded in this attack because he used his left eye to seize the momentary flaw in Hong Si's body.

Hong Si, who was recruited, didn't know the situation himself, and there were very few people who could see the mystery clearly.

After the thigh injury, Hong Si's movement was a little dull. After that, he was repeatedly hit by Zhao Feng's star-pointing finger, leaving nearly ten blood marks on his body. He was finally kicked out of the challenge stage by Zhao Feng.

thump!

Hong Si threw a dog to eat shit, and his teeth itch with hatred. If he was negligent at the beginning and injured his thigh by Zhao Feng, he would not have lost so wrongly.

"The third! This kid is weird, you have to be careful..."

Hong Si against the upcoming Hong Sandao.

Brother Hong San's strength is higher than his, and his mood is more stable.

"Hong San! You don't need to defeat this kid, just drag him for a while and wear off his stamina."

A voice sounded in his ear.

Hearing this, Hong San nodded, and stepped onto the challenge stage without any hassle.

Zhao Feng couldn't help but look at the third opponent.

Hong San's expression is much more stable than his younger brother's, and it's best to describe it as "stable and stable".

Iron Eagle Claws!

Hong San's movement can be advanced or retreated, agile and dexterous, but his attack is extremely fierce, and he shoots out with one claw, like lightning.

Snapped!

That lightning claw was enough to instantly shatter the steel plate a few inches away. In the void, a sharp and frightening stab was heard as the sharp finger marks swept away.

Smoke wave without shadow step!

Zhao Feng's figure flashed in reality, dodging Hong San's terrifying blow.

Next, the two figures staggered, you come and I go.

Zhao Feng found that Hong San never made a move rashly, and took on the challenge wholeheartedly, meticulous, and never underestimated the enemy.

Hong San's face was calm, his eyes were sharp, and he stared at Zhao Feng coldly: "Boy surnamed Zhao, Hong admits that you are better than me, but it's not that easy to win easily from me."

This battle, his purpose is to kill Zhao Feng's physical strength, that's all.