Chapter 77 Leave It to Me

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But Li Feng didn't intend to consume Xue Hanfeng like this.

He was indeed confident that he would be able to get close before Xue Hanfeng broke through his dharma form.

But now he is facing the same predicament as Xue Hanfeng before - he needs to win the battle as quickly as possible and save his spiritual power in order to meet the next challenge.

War of attrition is exactly what he taboos the most.

So, taking advantage of the distance, Li Feng opened his mouth towards Xue Hanfeng and let out a muffled growl like a diamond glaring.

The two-headed lion dharma image covering his body opened its mouth together with him and let out a long roar.

The lion's roar moved the mountains and rivers, the sound waves were tangible, and the golden ripples spread round and round, like big waves, covering the sky and covering the earth.

This is the Yuanshen attack!

What's even more frightening is that this is a huge small world in a canyon. In this kind of terrain, the cliffs on both sides are echo walls, and the sound waves will only echo continuously instead of overflowing.

Xue Hanfeng suddenly became vigilant, and a layer of frost quietly appeared on his soul.

How could a monk of his level of combat power not have the means of defense of the primordial spirit?

Wave!

The sound waves invaded Xue Hanfeng's soul, and hit that layer of frost.

Like a turbulent wave hitting the shore, after a few breaths, the sound of ice cracking echoed in his mind.

Under the impact of continuous sound waves, that layer of frost turned into fine powder!

Afterwards, the deafening lion's roar invaded his primordial spirit, making him momentarily dazed.

This is the secret technique of Faxiang practiced by Li Feng. It is the real lion's roar technique, which specializes in the primordial spirit.

He knew very well that Xue Hanfeng's spiritual consciousness must be lacking in three consecutive battles, so he prescribed the right medicine, and it really had a lot of effect.

During the time when Xuehanfeng was in a daze, Li Feng moved forward again, and when he was still hundreds of feet away from Xuehanfeng, he had already chopped off the long knife in his hand.

Swish Swish Swish!

A line of horses appeared at the edge of the blade,

An extremely powerful lethality spread out from it.

Afterwards, the sword suddenly broke away from the long knife in Li Feng's hand, tore through the air, and poured wildly towards Xuehanfeng, like a long river.

A long river made up of knives.

A wisp of sword brushed across Xue Hanfeng's face, leaving a bloodstain in an instant.

There are hundreds of thousands of Dao Gang rivers behind.

Terrifying.

Just when Xue Hanfeng was about to be submerged by the long river of sword gangs, a flash of spiritual light wiped away all the sword gangs.

Afterwards, the aura that erased Dao Gang did not dissipate, but made a U-turn, divided into two sections, enveloped Xue Hanfeng and Li Feng, and took them away together.

The two appeared outside Shanhaizhu.

"The fifteenth match, Zhongtianyu won." Qingmei Wang stood in front of the two and announced lightly.

There is only one person left in the Eastern Territory.

A little regret flashed in Xue Hanfeng's eyes.

If it wasn't because he was in the small world of the canyon that was most suitable for sonic attacks, and if it wasn't because the previous three battles had consumed too much of his consciousness, he wouldn't have been so easily attacked.

But he didn't say much.

If you lose, you lose, and there are no more reasons.

He walked back to the Eastern Region's team, walked up to the only remaining Swordsman cultivator who hadn't been eliminated, and said only one sentence, "Just do your best."

Xi Xiang also nodded, and quietly said: "Just do your best."

The failure of the big competition this time was not due to the ability of the disciples, and he did not want his disciples to bear too heavy a psychological burden.

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Like Xue Hanfeng before, Li Feng was hurrying to recover.

Two hours passed in a flash, and when Li Feng opened his eyes, it meant that the sixteenth battle was about to start.

The last sword cultivator of the sword sect held his head high and walked out slowly.

Even if Jianzong is out, he will be out standing up.

In this final battle, they are still ready to take the initiative to challenge, even if they know they will lose.

There are not many negative emotions such as frustration and anger on Xixiang's face.

Up to now, he is really calm, not pretending.

In this situation where the six domains were targeted, Jianzong had done a good enough job, and even dragged Zhong Tianyu into the water.

It's just that I'm still a little bit unwilling after all, alas...

The disciple of Jianzong stepped forward firmly, while Xixiang was full of thoughts. Suddenly, the messenger sword talisman hanging on his waist moved, and subconsciously, he penetrated into it.

Immediately, the old sword cultivator of the Sword Sect seemed to have received some unexpected news, and his calm expression suddenly changed.

Xi Xiang quickly stopped the disciple who was about to open his mouth to challenge, "Wait a minute."

The last Jianzong disciple turned his head and looked at Xixiang with a confused face, not knowing what his uncle meant.

"What's the situation?" The monks watching the battle, who were either gloating or filled with righteous indignation, were also puzzled when they noticed the changes on the field, "Could it be that Jianzong was counseled?"

"Our Eastern Region monks will not be cowardly!" The Eastern Region's spectator monks retorted dissatisfied immediately.

"Then why..."

"Lu Qingshan in the Eastern Region, challenge the Central Sky Region."

At this moment, a loud voice happened to come from a distance, interrupting the discussion of the monks watching the battle.

At the same time, a ray of sword light flashed past the Yangxin platform, entered the Yangxin platform, and landed in front of the monks from the Eastern Region.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, the sword light slowly dissipated, and finally turned into a young figure.

It was a male cultivator with a haggard complexion but an exceptionally handsome appearance.

The male cultivator who rushed into the Yangxin Terrace seemed to have a magical power, which made the spectating monks who had just become agitated to restrain themselves a lot, and even the many yellow list monks in the Yangxin Terrace also looked straight He locked on to that figure.

Some people may not know this male cultivator, but after hearing his words when he entered the arena, they immediately recognized his identity.

The third place on the yellow list is 'Sword Jue' Lu Qingshan.

There are many, many rumors about him.

From a grassroots background, Qiyu Lundao became famous in one fell swoop, winning the first prize with Jindanxiu.

Entering the Sword Sect, and appearing in the eyes of the world a year later, he is already a Nascent Soul cultivator, and then defeated the 'Ariel Wave Sword' in three swords, and entered the yellow list for the first time.

The next rising trend is even more irresistible, and half a year later, in the Heavenly Sin Martial Palace, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he defeated the late-stage cultivator Luo Yang head-on, and thus directly climbed to the third place in the yellow list.

Some people say that in another ten years, the number one on the Huang Bang list will inevitably be replaced by him, and some people are jealous of him, asserting that he lacks stamina, and it is difficult to condense the Tao seed...

Lu Qingshan is the Nascent Soul cultivator who has been in the limelight for nearly a hundred years without a doubt. Although he has disappeared for two years recently, his popularity will not fade away so easily in a while.

In short, some people may not take Lu Qingshan seriously, but how many monks have never heard of this name?

His arrival attracted the attention of all the monks present, and even made them forget to wonder why Lu Qingshan came at this time.

Lu Qingshan, who came late, raised his eyes slightly and glanced at Li Feng who was not far away, then turned around, looking at the ten monks who represented the Eastern Territory in this dojo competition, and Xi Jinping with a complicated expression. elephant.

A trace of apology flashed in his bloodshot eyes that hadn't completely dissipated.

"Next, leave it to me."

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