Over the clouds, there are seven figures sitting on the treasure table full of fairy fruits. The clouds are wrapped around the body, and the faces are looming. However, from the faint figure, you can still feel a palpitating breath.


    Everyone is like the supreme god of heaven and earth and the God of fairies!


    In the middle of the room sat a middle-aged man in a silver robe. His breath was elegant and gentle. He was wearing a purple jade hat. The hair under the hat was all silver white. He nodded slightly and said with appreciation: "it''s great that such a talent should appear in the inner door after a few years!"


    "Yes, the boy''s skill rhyme can integrate the way of rain with the power of lightning. The power increases through the flow of water, and the power of water increases through the circulation of electricity. It complements each other. He is not only talented, but also creative, rare, rare!" a red robed old man on the right smiled. A snow-white kitten lay on his shoulder, sweeping around with innocent eyes, which is very pitiful.


    "Since Kong Gang fell from Tiantai Mountain 300 years ago, there is no outstanding disciple in physical cultivation. He can enter the Tao with body, practice to perfection, and touch the power of the silk region. It seems that only the little girl of qianlun can cure him this time." a middle-aged beautiful woman in Apricot yellow clothes on the left smiled politely, with natural beauty in her eyes, although her appearance is not stunning, But there is a noble temperament that people can''t move their eyes.


    In the conversation of several people, there had been changes on Sendai. With the shock wave of red and blue meeting spreading to the square, a low and dull hum suddenly sounded on Sendai.


    Bang!


    The body of the left Vulcan abandoned high, sprayed blood at the mouth, hit the barrier, rebounded and fell again.


    Although this moment was fast, it was seen by many watching disciples. For a moment, the sound of cold breath spread all over the audience.


    Left hand Vulcan was blown away?


    What''s going on?


    The fire god in his left hand coughed out a mouthful of blood essence and looked up at Wu Feng in horror. The latter still stood there, as if he had never left. However, the terrible blow on his chest just now was definitely from the latter''s hand!


    So fast!


    His divine sense can''t keep up. Is this still the speed that people can reach?


    He covered his chest and was in severe pain. He clearly told him that six ribs had been broken. If he hadn''t had a top-grade treasure to protect himself, he would have been punched through his chest?


    "Kaka..." Wu Feng twisted his neck, moved his finger joints, smiled and said, "the warm-up is over. Take out your real strength."


    The left fireman twitched in the corner of his mouth. Although he said it was a move to determine the outcome, the sword just now was by no means his real strength. No one knew that his real strongest was not his left hand, but his right hand!


    Because the right hand is so strong that he is afraid and can''t completely control it, so he seals himself!


    He stared at Wu Feng. After half a ring, he suddenly turned around and said, "I admit defeat!"


    "Er......" Wu Feng was stunned.


    The disciples watching the match were dull.


    Left hand Vulcan admit defeat?!


    Can you believe that?


    Everyone looked at Wu Feng''s eyes as if they were looking at a monster. Many people saw the picture of Wu Feng hitting the God of fire with his left hand, and everyone knew that the strongest sword of the God of fire with his left hand was killing God!


    Wu Feng can resist the immortal sword. He is a monster, and can take the opportunity to fly the God of fire with his left hand. No wonder the latter will admit defeat.


    Wu Feng looked at the back of the God of fire in his left hand and said in surprise, "your right hand should be very strong. Why don''t you play?"


    "Play?" the God of fire in his left hand almost stumbled. He looked back at Wu Feng and said in a low voice: "the strongest strength is used to protect life, not to show off fighting ruthlessness."


    Wu Feng was dumb.


    Indeed, if you expose all your strength on Sendai, you are easy to be targeted by your enemies, but... If you don''t use it often, what if you rust all your life?


    Seeing that the goods are so cautious, Wu Feng can only be speechless. Although he won''t really use his cards, he won''t hide them too hard. The practice of Taoism is to compete with the sky and go up against the current. Sometimes hiding is a kind of retreat.


    In the first round, the left fireman conceded defeat!


    The old referee looked at Wu Feng with a bit of appreciation. He had not seen such an energetic young man for many years. Life should be hot-blooded and hard-working. He asked with a smile: "do you continue to fight or rest temporarily?"


    If it were someone else, he would not ask, but wait until someone else came to ask him for instructions.


    Wu Feng smiled and said, "of course, continue!"


    Domineering!


    The referee smiled more and said, "OK, but don''t underestimate the enemy."


    Wu Feng grinned.


    "The second game, huolingfeng Qin Yan comes out!" the old referee shouted.


    Qin Yan!


    All the watching disciples played a soul stirring game. God, did you hear right? Is this monster going to be sent in the second game?


    Qin Yan, whose name is huolingfeng, is a myth. Rumors about this person have been circulating for hundreds of years and have lasted for a long time. It is said that when he was born, there were miracles in the sky, and the clouds burned into a sea of fire. In the sea of fire, there was a golden aura, full of holiness, which means that he can bring benefits to all living beings.


    He could speak and read at birth. At the age of three, he became a child prodigy in the family, reaching the first floor of Qi introduction and the ninth floor of Qi introduction at the age of six. Just at that time, he was favored by the fire spirit peak leader Xianyou and brought back to the sect. He broke through the ghost fairyland at the age of 12!


    After that, he gave up his practice and studied many Taoist techniques. After he was 30, he made a great achievement, broke through to human immortals, and understood the road of fire!


    Ten years later, this man made rapid progress and reached the earth fairy. It can be said that he is a rare genius in a thousand years!


    Among huolingfeng, Qin Yan is the eldest martial brother. He is 92 years old and has participated in two competitions for the ninth peak. His cultivation at that time in the last year has reached the later stage of the earth fairy. Now it has been 30 years. It''s frightening to think about how far his qualification can grow!


    Huolingfeng was on the mat.


    Qianlun leaned lazily on the chair, looked at the left hand who stepped down, glanced at his right hand, and said, "just admit defeat, why don''t you try?"


    The fire god in his left hand smiled bitterly and said, "it''s no use trying. He hasn''t done his best yet."


    "Yes......" qianlun looked up at the figure on the stage and licked his red lips. "Even if you try your best, you can''t help him. What a strange human..."


    At this time, a great figure stood next to him. His handsome face was full of indifference and no emotion. Qianlun smiled and said, "come on, senior brother, you have to do your best."


    "This is nature." Qin Yan smiled calmly. Only in the face of qianlun can he see a smile on his face.


    After that, Qin Yan flew to Sendai.


    At this time, the God of fire in his left hand just sat down and immediately gathered up a man and a woman. Liu Ming said curiously, "Lao Zuo, is that boy really so powerful? You just admit defeat, which is not in line with your personality!"


    "Yes, it hurts to fight. You''re too counselled!" another beautiful woman spoke very cruelly.


    The God of fire in his left hand shook his face and said, "you two go and try."


    "We don''t have a chance." Liu Ming shrugged and said, "senior brother Qin Yan has come out. If he wins, he will be promoted directly and loses, then only sister qianlun can handle the boy."


    The fire god of his left hand smiled bitterly and stroked his left hand gently under his sleeve robe. At the moment, his left hand was still trembling slightly. No one knew that he was injured not only in the ribs of his chest, but also in his left hand. At the moment of the collision of flying sword, it had been abandoned!


    The terrible Tao rhyme came directly, and the power was greater than his imagination. Even if he showed his right hand, he was not sure of winning.


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