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Chapter 1335 Final Showdown!

Tianwei Arena.

In a secret and closed chamber.

The candlelight flickered, illuminating the dark secret room. The figures of the two people were magnified several times by the candlelight and reflected on the wall.

"Axiu grew up with you. You have always had a close brotherhood. Now that he has become like this, as a father, I just wish I could kill him with my own hands!"

A middle-aged man wearing heavy armor closed his eyes in pain.

When he thought of Feng Feng, who was still covered in bandages, his heart began to throb.

"Second uncle, don't worry, I will naturally seek justice for my third brother."

A cold voice sounded in the secret room. Feng Haochu lowered his eyes slightly. Under the flickering candlelight, his face flashed brightly and darkly, with half of his face hidden in the darkness, making it difficult for people to see his expression clearly.

"As long as no one is killed, you can do whatever you want. I will find a way to deal with it from above. I will definitely not let this child be favored by the elders of other first-class sects."

Commander Feng's tone was serious.

"As long as my master comes forward, no one will offend my master for him."

Feng Haochu was confident, "I'm sure that no sect will want him. Anyone who offends my Feng family is destined to become a dead man!"

——

After a quarter of an hour of trimming.

Xiao Zining opened his eyes. At his feet, there were already five tarnished low-grade spirit stone fragments.

He stood the Blood Desert Sword in front of him, stood up, stepped lightly on his toes, and landed lightly on the arena.

He is full of spiritual energy and has obviously returned to his prime.

Opposite him was Feng Haochu, who was already standing there waiting.

The two stood facing each other, and the momentum from both sides was invisible.

The final contest has begun silently!

Xiao Zining felt the terrifying pressure that instantly overwhelmed him.

And he felt a force of energy locking onto him. At this moment, he felt that he was as vulnerable as a chicken or a dog in front of the opponent.

Is this the peak level of extraordinary second-level strength?

Xiao Zining's expression did not waver at all, but the spiritual power in his dantian was pouring out crazily, crushing the energy forcefully.

Feng Hao first raised his lips slightly, "It seems that you still have some real ability. I didn't plan to deal with you, a despicable villain, with my own hands. I never thought that all those useless things would be defeated by you."

His voice was not loud, only the two of them could hear it.

"However, I will let you know that in the face of real strength, all the bells and whistles are empty!"

Seeing the killing intent in Feng Haochu's eyes, Xiao Zining was not surprised.

If Feng Tong was deposed by him, the Feng family would definitely make trouble for him. And if Feng Tong had the opportunity to repair him openly, how could they let him go.

"Don't you know that all villains die from talking too much?"

Xiao Zining chuckled lightly, not wanting to talk nonsense with him, and sacrificed the Blood Desert Sword directly.

The blood-red sword light slashed straight down!

Feng Haochu just raised his eyes and glanced, then raised his hand and waved.

A streak of snow-white sword energy soared into the sky. The speed of the sword energy was very fast. In comparison, Xiao Zining's sword energy was much slower.

That snowy white, wherever the sword energy passed, there were obvious fluctuations visible to the naked eye in the space, and there was a sharp sound of breaking wind!

"boom--"

The snow-white sword energy smashed the blood-red sword light into pieces, turning it into scattered rays of light.

If the atmosphere on the field hadn't been so tense, it would have been a beautiful sight.

But no one on the field had the intention to notice that.

"That's the Snow Owl Sword!"

In the audience, someone looked at the sword in Feng Haochu's hand and exclaimed.

"What?! Is it the Snow Owl Sword made by Master Liu Guang?!!"

Everyone's eyes fell on the snow-white sword in Feng Haochu's hand.

They may not recognize the sword, but they definitely recognize the famous Master Liu Guang!


Chapter completed!
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