Uncrowned Evil Emperor

Ming Chengfeng was preparing swords and armor below, when he saw Feng Jueyu approaching, he was taken aback: "Mr. Feng?"

"Brother Ming?" No matter how Dongcheng died because of himself, Feng Jueyu didn't want to see Ming Chengfeng lying on the bed like Lu Zhonghang and unable to stand up. Feng Jueyu doesn't know if it will work or not, but it's good to be prepared.

No matter what Ming Chengfeng thinks, Feng Jueyu knows that now is not the time to twitch, the match will start soon, and he only has this time and opportunity to give the pill to Ming Chengfeng.

"Brother Ming, your opponent is Cheng Shaojing. I watched the competition yesterday. Cheng Shaojing's martial arts are poisonous. For this reason, I specially prepared an anti-drug pill last night. Brother Ming, please be careful." Feng Jueyu said , and handed over the poison pill.

Bai Yan's third-grade elixir has been upgraded by one level under the aura of life, and there are only two elixirs.Ming Chengfeng had heard about the classification of pills for a long time, and when he got the pills, he clearly noticed a unique aura spreading from the pills.This spiritual energy may not be strong, but it makes people feel clear-headed.

After Ming Dongcheng's death, Ming Chengfeng didn't make friends with Feng Jueyu very well. There was always an insurmountable hurdle in his heart between the Ming family and Dingxin Pavilion, but this time was different. He witnessed Cheng Shaojing's evil skills with his own eyes. See, it is no secret that Lu Zhonghang is still lying on the bed. No matter how arrogant Ming Chengfeng is, he dare not say that he will be able to escape. .

Especially after he recognized that it was a second-grade Baiyan pill, Ming Chengfeng's expression changed.

"Second Grade Baiyan? Did you make this?"

There was an unbelievable expression in Ming Chengfeng's eyes. It must be known that Wang Jiutong was the only one who could refine the elixir. Even though he heard that Feng Jueyu was accepted by Wang Jiutong as a closed disciple, he had never I think Feng Jueyu has this kind of talent.

Feng Jueyu didn't admit it: "Brother Ming, don't ask, I don't know whether it will work or not, in short, it is beneficial and harmless."

"Then... alright." Ming Chengfeng nodded: "No matter what, Ming thanked you in advance."

"Be careful..."

Feng Jueyu didn't say anything, turned around and returned to the seat. At this time, Wang Jiutong left the rostrum, walked to Feng Jueyu and sat down beside Feng Jueyu and asked, "Did you give him something?"

"Yes, I hope I can help, otherwise if something happens to him, I won't be able to explain it to Mr. Ming under Nine Springs." Feng Jueyu felt very heavy.

Wang Jiutong gave him a comforting look, and patted him on the shoulder: "You first give him the secret book of martial arts, and then specially give him the elixir, so you can rest in peace if you have knowledge under the spring in Dongcheng."

It was Feng Jueyu who gave Wang Jiutong a wry smile. After all, he did not fully understand the magic skills of the demon clan, and no one knew better than him the horror of the seven-aperture demon heart. He will never say defeat easily, and it depends on God's will to win or lose in the end.

Feng Jueyu, who returned to his seat, realized that Ming Chengfeng and Cheng Shaojing had both stepped onto the ring. At the same time, the enthusiasm of the audience in the stands was completely mobilized by the two unusual guys. The eyes of the crowd were full of anticipation and excitement. Feng Jueyu knew that the next battle would be an unprecedented high-level battle. This battle definitely qualified to be included in the history of martial arts in the Taixuan Continent. It is always blooming with its unconventional light.

Now people don't know that this is a battle between humans and demons. In what way will extraordinary humans and demon warriors, two masters who are almost incomparably close to this continent, present an unprecedented battle to the people?

Feng Jueyu wanted to know, Zhong Yuhe wanted to know, Jing Wuqing wanted to know...

There are also the fourteen factions and fourteen Patriarchs sitting in the stands, they are all looking forward to this peak battle.

The referee in the arena stepped forward in fear, perhaps because Cheng Shaojing cast too much shadow on him the first day, so that his legs were trembling when he walked. It stands to reason that this person's cultivation is not weak, so he should This kind of situation will happen, but Cheng Shaojing's demonic energy has spread out since he took the stage, and the entire arena is now shrouded in a thin layer of black mist, full of weird smells.How could he not be afraid.

Even Ming Chengfeng had a vigilant look after he came to the stage. If you observe carefully, you can definitely see that his hand is tightly holding the big iron stick, and the blue veins on the back of his hand are bulging due to excessive force. Extending to the arm, it was like long tumbling dragons wrapping around his arm. As Cheng Shaojing's momentum continued to increase, Ming Chengfeng did not show any weakness, and released all his cultivation at the second level of martial arts.

"You two... but... you can start now."

After the referee swung his arm violently, he made a quick pedaling movement with his feet, and hurriedly retreated to the stage. The shock of the true essence is enough to kill a master of the Heavenly Martial Realm, whoever gets impatient and stays on the stage.

In an instant, the martial arts arena became extremely empty, and the early winter morning light was as clear as water and blue waves, bringing bursts of cold wind. This cold wind blew around the arena, and the situation changed suddenly, as if turning the martial arts arena into a In the middle of winter and the twelfth lunar month, there was a low howling sound of cold wind, like the angry roar of fierce beasts and raptors dormant in the prehistoric mountains and hills and hills.

The black mist continued to rise and poured into the sky, gathering black clouds that pressed extremely low.The weather that was still sunny just now suddenly turned to dark clouds, and the audience in the stands suddenly felt suffocated, as if someone had put a weight of several thousand catties on their bodies, and even felt abnormally difficult to breathe.They knew that it was the enormous coercion emanating from Cheng Shaojing.Facing the best of Zhongtian City's juniors, the first candidate who could almost be recognized as the city lord, Cheng Shaojing did not show any panic or caution, but instead exuded confidence and arrogance all over his body. He actually planned to use his momentum The coercion of Ming Chengfeng gave Ming Chengfeng a head-on blow before the start.

Of course, Ming Chengfeng would not show weakness. Faced with Cheng Shaojing's most obvious provocation, he chose to remain as immobile as a mountain and stand as firm as a tower. Let you be as stormy as the waves, and I will go forward bravely, holding the long iron stick tightly, and Ming Chengfeng's body flashed. The bright golden-yellow air armor was activated, and the faint golden halo suddenly became extremely thick, and the double to triple air armor wrapped it firmly. Like a sharp sword, it radiates a compelling cold light.

There were frequent gasps from the stands. This eight-to-four promotion match finally ushered in a real master confrontation. The gap between the two masters was almost zero. It left a deep impression on me. The initial stage confrontation was at the second level of Shenwu. It is not difficult to imagine how fierce this battle will be once it starts.

The eyes on the stands were full of anticipation and tension, and the excessive concentration caused the entire martial arts arena to fall into an unprecedented silence. The biting cold wind, the dark clouds, and the scattered golden light of the armor constituted a magnificent battle. picture...

After a while, the exciting moment finally came. After the short period of pressure, neither of the two masters gained the upper hand, and then, the two chose to attack at the same time.

Cheng Shaojing, who turned into a ball of black lightning, took out a semi-circular round knife from behind. The special metal luster and the blade as thin as a cicada's wing exude a creepy atmosphere. The forging process of the round knife is extremely Complicated, the edge of the crescent moon is connected with the guards at both ends, which can protect the wrist very well and be used as a short weapon. However, the round knife is more difficult than any martial arts. If you want to use it well, you have to figure it out day and night.

Cheng Shaojing's aura is weird, and the sword he uses is also a maverick kind, which adds to his temperament of a demon warrior. He holds a round knife in his right hand, and his left hand still maintains a claw shape. When flying from the opposite side, he looks like a A ferocious leopard is full of danger.

Ming Chengfeng was not to be outdone, he set up his air armor early on to guard against the opponent's poisonous claw attack, and when everything was ready, he turned slightly to the side behind him, raised two fingers and held the big iron stick in his hand Here, with the flick of the wrist, the big iron sticks danced into silver wind wheels one by one at a high speed. The roar of the sea tide roared when the iron sticks stirred the cold wind, and the shadows of the sticks all over the sky were uncontrollable. Flying towards the outside of the arena, and turned into the limit of the true energy, it completely enveloped the area around several meters around him, and it was airtight for a while, and even the dark clouds that were pressing down were also in an instant. It was blocked by the stick wind and scattered around.

Until Cheng Shaojing came over and the two got close, Ming Chengfeng suddenly held the stick in both hands, turned around beautifully, gathered all the strength of his whole body, and smashed the big iron stick towards the top of Cheng Shaojing's head.

In an instant, the situation changed, and the uncontrollable shadow of sticks all over the sky seemed to have found a place to vent, and followed the mighty stick to cover his head and face, and fell towards Cheng Shaojing. Inside and outside the ring, there were stick winds whipping the air everywhere. The roar of thunder.

"What kind of stick technique is this?"

The eyes of all the fighters in the stands were straightened. Ming Chengfeng's stick technique has the aura of Ding Hai Yi Dao. Although the moves are different, their power is similar. Yuan, Wang Tianyu felt a little bit out of strength after finishing the envoy.On the contrary, Ming Chengfeng's shocking stick was not only more powerful than the magic sword Dinghai, it was even absolutely easy, and most importantly, they knew that this stick technique was definitely not the Ming family's family heirloom technique.

Because even the old lady Feng Rulan was full of horror.

Of course, Feng Jueyu was probably the calmest person in the arena, because only he knew how terrifying this set of "Rage Stick" that took Bai Yan's second-grade martial skill from the Dragon God's Green Palace was.

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ps: The second update on the 24th.