Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 985 Stare at someone who is pregnant! (1 more)
After half an hour.

Forty consecutive cuts completed, instant kill with one move!

Another half an hour later.

Fifty consecutive cuts are completed, and the same one-shot kill!

This is because Ling Feng always let the opponent make the first move, otherwise, the speed will be even faster!

"My God, is he really going to be the second Linghu Yudao?"

"It's unbelievable. Compared with his opponent, this kid's age is more than ten years younger! The gap of more than ten years seems to be completely non-existent!"

"Big Brother! Big Brother!..."

As Ling Feng became more and more victorious, Jiang Xiaofan's voice became louder and louder, but those warriors in Tianmang Fortress gradually fell into silence.

Among the masters on the Hundred Battles List, which one did not come out of blood and fire, and Ling Feng has won [-] consecutive victories in a row, and all of them are instant kills!

Under the stage, the green-clothed girl pursed her red lips, seeing that after fifty battles, Ling Feng was still calm and calm.

She began to understand now that Ling Feng's self-confidence stemmed from his strength that he could be proud of!

In her heart, she couldn't help being a little excited, but when her eyes saw Linghu Yudao sitting calmly on the high platform, the feeling of boiling blood disappeared all of a sudden.

Ling Feng is indeed powerful, but no one can shake Linghu Yudao's position.

He is the real myth, the one move myth that everyone looks up to!
"One match! Jiang Yifan!"

The referee looked at Ling Feng with a strange light in his eyes. At this moment, even this referee with the strength of a peak king couldn't help but look at Ling Feng with admiration.

After all, Ling Feng's age is only 20 years old, and he is generally about ten years younger than those masters on the hundred battle list.

This is a gap of more than ten years!

It's hard to imagine how strong Ling Feng will be ten years later.

"Hmph, this Ling Feng is probably going to run into trouble, this Jiang Yifan is a master with close to king-level combat power!"

Xu Zhongda and the others saw Ling Feng winning [-] victories in succession, their eyeballs almost fell out. This time, they still didn't give up, staring at the ring, looking forward to Ling Feng lying on the ring moment.

……

While the surrounding warriors were discussing, Jiang Yifan had already jumped onto the high platform.

This Jiang Yifan's figure is slightly small and not tall, but his eyes are extremely sharp, like a hidden sharp sword, once it is out of the sheath, it will be more difficult to deal with than those crazy people.

"General Ling, please enlighten me!"

Jiang Yifan's expression was a little dignified, and he pressed his right hand on the hilt of his sword.

Ling Feng's eyes lit up, and he immediately saw that Jiang Yifan's move was all at the moment of that sword.

Draw the sword, draw the sword!
All the power exploded in an instant.

This is also a genius who belongs to the seckill style!

The corner of Ling Feng's mouth curled up, and he said with a faint smile, "Please make a move."

Humility, but with a hint of pride, such a demeanor made many female monks in the Tianmang Fortress on the field burst into brilliant splendor.

This young General Ling also looks very handsome!

Moreover, at such a young age, he is already a general!
This is the law of survival in this world. Only strength can gain the approval of everyone.

"I only have one sword." Jiang Yifan's eyes were like lightning, and his body burst out, "General Ling, be careful!"

"Zheng!"

The shadow of the sword fluttered, and a dazzling white light burst out. The essence of sword drawing is to bring one's energy to the peak state at the moment of drawing the sword. After this sword, all the strength is exhausted.

If the enemy is not dead, I will die!
boom!
Strong winds shot out, thousands of sword lights shot out like pear blossoms in a rainstorm, and the cold sword energy swept across the entire Baizhan Arena.

"Jiang Yifan's sword drawing skills have improved a lot!"

"The whole guy is a lunatic. Others are just competing, but he is risking his life. No wonder few people in this arena are willing to fight with him!"

Seeing Ling Feng's body being submerged by countless sword lights, the group of brothers from Tianli Academy couldn't help shouting, "Brother Ling (Brother Feng), be careful!"

call out!
Right between the lightning and flint, Ling Feng's palm gently pushed out, and a violent cyclone rushed out suddenly, directly blasting Jiang Yifan's body out of the ring.

Jiang Yifan was completely stupefied, and looked at Ling Feng on the stage dumbfounded, "How is it possible, my sword intent erupted in an instant, no matter whether it is energy, energy, and complete blockade, how could you not be affected in any way!"

The corners of Ling Feng's mouth curled up, "Competing sword intent, you may have found the wrong person, let me go!"

Jiang Yifan took a deep breath, and recalled that when Ling Feng had just used his palm instead of a sword, it seemed that he was also drawing a sword!
And his sword is faster than himself!

"I'm done!"

Jiang Yifan turned around sadly, the feeling of being defeated in his best field, as if his pride had been shattered, made him hard to let go for a long time.

"Second game, Ji Binghe will play!"

The referee read out the challengers of the two battles in a low voice.

Ji Binghe used to be a student of Tianli Academy, but he has graduated for more than ten years.

"I didn't expect that among the students of this generation of Tianli Academy, there are peerless geniuses like you!"

Ji Binghe stared at Ling Feng solemnly. Although he came from the same school, he still had to fight with all his strength for his own honor!
"Please make a move." Ling Feng looked calm as usual.

"Humph!"

Ji Binghe drew his sword in one hand, stroked the blade lightly, and said with a complacent expression: "This sword of mine is a pseudo-holy weapon with a trace of the power of the Dao. Ling Feng, your winning streak is over. !"

"Is it a false holy artifact?" Ling Feng shook his head and smiled, "It only takes one look to defeat you, why use a sword?"

"Arrogance! I will let you know today how to respect senior brother!"

With a roar, Ji Binghe swung his sword and slashed down wildly.

After all, the false sacred artifact is a false sacred artifact, with a trace of coercion from the power of the Great Dao, when he slashed down with a single sword, it swept towards him like a stormy sea, and the sky and the earth seemed to change color in an instant!
"Shocking!"

In Ling Feng's eyes, a golden light flashed, and when time passed, the divine sense burst out, turning into spikes and shooting out.

After two months, Ling Feng has completely mastered this secret technique, sending and receiving it freely, and will never again be like before, using it just once, and it will take up most of the power of consciousness.

"Go down."

Ling Feng stood with his hands behind his back, motionless, with just one look, a terrifying force suddenly erupted, directly knocking Ji Binghe's body out of the ring.

"what!"

Ji Binghe screamed, and the shocking attack directly affected his soul. The pain in his soul made him tremble violently.

The audience was silent, and the next moment, everyone gasped.

Ling Feng turned out to be the real one, and with just a blink of an eye, he defeated a master who was close to king-level strength!
Really only used one look!

"Damn, it's just staring at someone who is pregnant!"

At the VIP table, a look of surprise flashed in Li Qing's eyes, and he said with a look of astonishment, "This seems to be a secret technique of attacking with consciousness. Could it be that this Ling Feng is actually a master of alchemy!"

(End of this chapter)