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Chapter 1155 The Competition Begins

On the other hand, Qijie also defeated a disciple of the Lihuo Sect very simply, and now he has digested the inheritance of the Fighting Holy Buddha.

With his strength, he has successfully entered the early stage of the Heavenly Realm. There are not many people who can be his opponents in the entire martial arts conference, so he fights very easily.

Soon the battle between these forty people ended, and the victorious twenty people stood on the ring, and then the next group of people continued to fight on the ring.

Next, Xuanyuan Hong, Ximen Jianchen, Wu Tian, ​​Dongfang Yu and others all boarded the ring one after another. They basically defeated their opponents with one move. If the rules of the game did not allow killing, maybe they

All the opponents were instantly killed.

Finally, after waiting for almost an hour, Xiao Yifeng appeared, and he was fighting against a disciple of the Tianshan Sect who had reached the Holy Realm of Dzogchen.

"Boy, you were the one who injured Junior Brother Zhu Wen yesterday, right?"

This Tianshan Sect disciple looked at Xiao Yifeng and snorted coldly.

"Does it seem that you are here to avenge him?"

Xiao Yifeng sneered.

"Of course, Junior Brother Zhu, please ask me to torture you. Don't worry, I won't kill you, but a little pain is inevitable."

The disciple of the Tianshan Sect said coldly, and rushed directly towards Xiao Yifeng, gathering infuriating energy in his palm and slashing out fiercely.

The wind from the palm was sharp and the strong wind whistled, causing Xiao Yifeng's cheeks to hurt.

This disciple of the Tianshan Sect obviously also knew that Xiao Yifeng's strength was not simple, so he used all his strength as soon as he made a move. The strength of the Great Perfection in the Saint Realm was completely exploded, and a terrifying palm was slashed towards Xiao Yifeng.

At this time, Zhu Wen, who had just won the competition, kept his eyes on Xiao Yifeng, looking forward to seeing him being brutally tortured.

His senior brother's martial arts talent is very strong, and his fighting ability is very fierce. He believes that he can definitely help him take revenge, but his ideals are full, but the reality is very weak.

Facing the attack of this Tianshan Sect disciple, Xiao Yifeng swayed away. Although he could kill the opponent instantly with one move, he did not do so.

He didn't want to expose all his strength so quickly, so he started a fierce battle with this disciple of the Tianshan Sect.

In the end, after spending a lot of effort, Xiao Yifeng knocked this Tianshan disciple with the perfect strength to enter the Saint Realm away from the ring with one punch, and won the victory. It seemed that his strength was comparable to that of the Saint Realm at best.

Great Perfection.

"This kid seems a bit interesting. His strength in the early stage of entering the Saint Realm is actually comparable to the strength of the Great Perfection in the Saint Realm. No wonder Longtou values ​​him for this."

Mo Ran looked at Xiao Yifeng with a bit of a sneer at the corner of his mouth. Even though Xiao Yifeng's fighting power was comparable to the Great Perfection of Saint Realm, he was still not taken seriously by Mo Ran.

As the strongest being of the younger generation of Dragon Soul, Mo Ran has been fully cultivated and built by Dragon Soul since he was a child. He has received a lot of resources from Dragon Soul. Coupled with his outstanding martial arts talent, his strength has now reached the half-step of the heavenly realm.

There is only one step left to step into the Heavenly Realm, become a truly strong man at the pinnacle of the martial arts world, and accomplish goals that many people cannot accomplish in their lifetime. Therefore, even though Xiao Yifeng's strength is comparable to the Great Perfection in the Saint Realm, he still will not let him go.

in the eyes.

"Damn it!"

When Zhu Wen saw Xiao Yifeng's final victory, his face looked very ugly and livid.

"Young Patriarch, the master of the Ming Hong Sword seems to be quite strong. He is very capable of fighting across levels!"

Xuanyuan Ming, the second elder of the Xuanyuan clan, looked at Xiao Yifeng and said that Xuanyuan Hong stood next to him with a smile on his lips.

"No matter how strong you are, you will eventually be stepped on by me. Thousands of years ago, Ming Hong Dao couldn't fight Xuanyuan Sword, and now he still can't change this outcome."

Xuanyuan Hong said.

"It's him! But why is he so full of hatred and grief-stricken in his eyes?"

At this time, Xiao Yifeng saw a person on the stage, and a strange color flashed in his eyes. The person was Mu Lishang who had obtained the imperial weapon Hatetian Spear.

It's just that Mu Lishang's face is cold now, and his eyes are full of hatred, with a bit of sorrow and sorrow, as if he has experienced something, and has changed a lot from before.

"Boy, if you don't want to lose too badly, just get out of here!"

The one who was fighting against Mu Lishang was a genius disciple from the Taiyi Sect who had reached the peak of the Saint Realm, with a proud look on his face.

A cold light flashed in Mu Lishang's eyes as he glanced at the other person, with hatred in his eyes.

boom!

Mu Lishang took a step forward, brandished the Hatred Spear with his right hand, and the spear turned into a dragon and swept out. A domineering and terrifying force swept out, directly blasting the void into pieces, and the terrifying power caused the void air to flow.

Destroyed and swept towards the other party.

The disciple of the Taiyi Sect saw Mu Lishang coming with a spear and felt the terrifying aura. His face changed and he quickly waved a spiritual sword, gathering all his strength and swinging it out.

puff!

When the Spirit Sword and the Hatred Spear collided, the two forces exploded, and the Taiyi Sect disciple who had reached the peak of the Saint Realm was blasted out of the ring.

This Taiyi Sect disciple spurted out a mouthful of blood in the air, fell to the ground, coughed repeatedly, and was severely injured in one blow.

Seeing this scene, Huang Ming, the master of the Taiyi Sect, looked a little ugly. He gave instructions to the people around him, and soon the other disciples of the Taiyi Sect helped the injured disciple down.

Mu Lishang, on the other hand, looked indifferent, put away his spear and walked off the ring.

"Li Shang!"

Xiao Yifeng walked over, looked at Mu Lishang and shouted.

"Brother Xiao!"

Looking at Xiao Yifeng, Mu Lishang couldn't help but shout.

"What's wrong with you? Did something happen?"

Xiao Yifeng looked at Mu Lishang and asked.

"It's all because of my incompetence. After the news of Tong Hao's murder spread, Tong Hao's father came directly to the door with his people. As a result, my parents left to protect me and were all killed, but I couldn't avenge them.

I'm sorry for them!"

Mu Lishang clenched his fists tightly, his eyes flashed with coldness and hatred.

"There is only one way for you to do now, and that is to work hard to improve your strength. I believe that as long as you have this hateful gun, it won't be long before you can avenge your parents and sect with your own hands, and change the world in your heart."

Kill all those you hate."

Xiao Yifeng patted Mu Lifeng's shoulder and said loudly and forcefully.

"Well, thank you for your encouragement, Brother Xiao. I will definitely do it. It won't be long before I make them pay with blood. I will make anyone who dares to bully me pay the price. I will kill those I hate with the Hateful Spear."

people!"
Chapter completed!
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