Uncrowned Evil Emperor

The old man who came to the venue had black hair on his temples and a strand of white hair running through the top of his head. His eyes were as bright as lamps all night, his eyes were restrained, his eyebrows were like sharp swords, his nose was like Kun'e, and his face was flushed. Lush and majestic, coupled with an unpretentious blue jacket and robe, carrying an extraordinary charm, the old man walks lightly, with a sense of mortals. Unlike Fanwu, his aura clearly has a powerful aura. The power of coercion is faintly visible, making it difficult for people to grasp it.This reminded Feng Jueyu of Jin Yizi.

This is the case with Jin Yizi. After reaching the Xuan Dao state, the restraint of true energy has no binding force. It is a complete joke that the green light is on the body. At that level, unless it is a master of the same level or even stronger than him, it is impossible to distinguish his cultivation base from the light on his body.Perhaps this is the temperament of the Seventh Level of Divine Martial Arts and close to Xuanwu Dao.

Feng Jueyu thought of...

A group of patriarchs and family elders saluted one after another, bowing their heads in front of everyone. The old man did not look sideways, and walked onto the red chair on the high platform specially set up by the rostrum.

At this time, Feng Jueyu thought that Feng Rulan and the others would give a grand introduction to Qian Fengji before announcing the start of the competition, why was it so lucky to invite Master Qian, senior Qian came to visit, flourishing... As for the class, they didn't know that everyone waited for a long time, until Feng Rulan and other Patriarchs took their seats to announce the start of the competition, and they didn't say a single word about Qian Fengji.

He is like an invisible man, sitting on a high chair with his eyes closed, he doesn't even look at the ring.

This caused the audience present to be very puzzled, and they all guessed who this person was.

At this time, Jing Chen came back, and sat down in an awkward manner: "He is just a chance, how about it?"

"Very powerful." Feng Jueyu didn't say much, his eyes were fixed on Qian Fengji, and he added by the way: "How many people like him are there?"

Jing Chen turned his eyes upwards, and stretched out three fingers after thinking for a while: "For him, at least three."

"A lot." Feng Jueyu took a deep breath, and then asked: "If you fight him, what are your chances of winning?"

Jing Chen was startled suddenly: "You really dare to think." After speaking, he began to think seriously, and answered after a long time: "Probably not, but it is not easy for him to defeat me easily. I am an assassin, and I am good at it." The unique skill is how to kill and escape."

"..." Killer Fengda was speechless again, the ancestor of the Jing family seemed too straightforward.

But it is true that such a person is easy to make people feel good.

Feng Jueyu smiled and said nothing.Finally Feng Rulan stood up leaning on her crutches. The old lady had an excited expression on her face. Although she didn't introduce Qian Fengji, she respectfully gave a blessing to the old man on the high chair before the opening of the semi-finals. .

Then he said: "The old man announces that the semi-finals will start now. First of all, I will invite Jing Wuqing and Cheng Shaojing to come on stage to face each other..."

Amid the thunderous applause, Jing Wuqing went on the stage with a dull face, while Cheng Shaojing walked to the corner facing him with evil spirits. As soon as the two of them came up, the audience who had been waiting for a long time began to discuss enthusiastically; In a row, they didn't care whether the test started or not, and kept touching a booklet in their hands.

According to relevant sources, Fatty has made a lot of money in this competition. His grasp of the situation and the source of the news is like knowing the bottom line. He precisely controlled the odds of the handicap and made a lot of money big money.

Of course, what makes Fatty feel bad is that Zhu Yeqing has [-]% of this big money...

Compared with the previous two competitions, as soon as the semi-finals started, the loud shouts came to an end, replaced by an unprecedented calm and depression.

In fact, this kind of atmosphere does not make people feel strange. After all, the competition has reached this stage, and it is already a duel of real masters. Such a battle is simply a great gift to those warriors who are still pursuing the threshold of the Heavenly Martial Realm. At this time, whoever does not focus on the moves and swordsmanship is the biggest idiot in the world.

Watching the battle of the master level can greatly comprehend the true meaning of martial arts. Who would be willing to miss such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

And Jing Wuqing and Cheng Shaojing on the ring are also old acquaintances. To put it bluntly, the two grew up wearing crotch pants together. Who doesn't know who?

So there was no need for any nonsense. The moment the referee announced the start, the two drew their weapons and fought to one place...

The promotion to the semi-finals was originally a key step in the election of the Nakano City Lord. It can be said that whoever wins this game will at least be the deputy city owner. Chance to surprise.

As a result, a competition that was originally expected to be a high-level contestant entered into a feverish stage as soon as it started, and the sound of gasping for air resounded frequently in the stands. The sky and the earth seemed to be shrouded in thick green mist, the two powerful forces tore each other, the aura between the sky and the earth became fragmented in an instant, Jing Wuqing and Cheng Shaojing turned into two green lightning bolts, collided with each other, and shot out Intense sparks.

The iron sword and the round knife overlapped one another, shadowy and indistinct, and the flickering sword shadows and sword glows made deafening and crisp sounds non-stop for a moment, and the stirred up sword glow flew out of the sky uncontrollably.In just the blink of an eye, the two of them had more than twenty moves between you and me. The speed was so fast that it really made people's legs tremble uncontrollably.

Compared with the previous match when Feng Jueyu faced Lin Xin, the intensity of the two was even more intense, but when Feng Jueyu and Lin Xin fought, the two perfected their moves little by little, and even more so. Most of them include the ingenious interpretation of tricks.

Cheng Shaojing and Jing Wuqing are completely different. Cheng Shaojing's magic skills are thick and heavy, like ghosts crying and wolves howling, even his true essence is overflowing with black energy in the dark green, like a storm roaring in the cold night, making people fearful; Jing Wuqing It is to fight fast, you are faster than me, and I am even faster, his speed changed three or four times invisibly, and in just a split second, he turned into a green thunderbolt, surrounding Cheng Shaojing When he got up, at a rough glance, it seemed that a green line with no end and no end wrapped Cheng Shaojing into a cocoon.

Coincidentally, Jing Wuqing's swordsmanship had obvious traces of flames, and after a while, there was a flash of thunder, like a thunderbolt, and clear flame trails on the ring swept the blazing trajectory, several times , Cheng Shaojing's clothes were ignited by the flames that suddenly passed by, and star-spotted flames ignited.

"This is the Red Lightning Sword Art." Feng Jueyu knew what Jing Wuqing was using at the first glance, but isn't the Red Lightning Sword Art the Jing family's last trump card?Aren't you afraid of being broken by Cheng Shaojing if you use it so early?

Jing Chen smiled at the side: "There is nothing to worry about. If you can fight, you can fight. You can defeat the enemy with one move; if you can't fight, you can't fight. It's useless to have a hundred kinds of martial arts. Instead of wasting your energy, it's better to use it as soon as you come up." Those who use ultimate moves can save some energy if they win like this, and if they lose..."

"How about losing?" Feng Jueyu stared at Jing Chen.

"Go home and raise it, and I won't die..."

"..." Killer Fengda found that his thinking could not keep up with Jing Chen. This old guy was directly unacceptable, but there were many thought-provoking truths in it.

He was right, if he could beat it, a Chidian swordsmanship would be enough, it could stimulate all the true energy of Jing Wuqing, a descendant of the assassin family, to the point where he could reach the most powerful.If you can't win like this, no matter how many martial arts you exchange, it's useless. If you lose, you can go home and raise them.

Not to mention, this is the way to deal with a weird guy like Cheng Shaojing, so that he has no chance to think and can't make a comeback. It seems that Jing Chen has taught Jing Wuqing, otherwise he would not be so aggressive.

The benefits of aggressiveness and aggressiveness, Cheng Shaojing was overwhelmed by Jing Wuqing from the very beginning. Although his martial arts were gorgeous and varied, he was still restrained everywhere. The reason was that Jing Wuqing's sword was too fast.

In the end, the speed was so fast that the Chidian swordsmanship forced his cultivation to the third level of Shenwu, and he didn't have any reservations.

The aura that was stronger than that of Erzhong radiated out, and the entire arena was boiling at the same time. The competition lasted for three days, from the preliminary round to the top eight and then to the top four. Unexpectedly, a master of the third level of martial arts appeared, Jing Wuqing, who is worthy of the name of a hero of the younger generation.

Sitting on the high chair, Qian Fengji opened his eyes for the first time, squinted a gap, and praised him in a rare way: "Well, this child Jing Wuqing is not bad, and he is expected to have a glimpse of the mysterious realm in his lifetime."

This is a supreme compliment, and even Jing Juexin was so overjoyed that he showed pride, and clasped his fists while looking back: "Thank you for your compliment, senior."

But right away, Qian Fengcai said again: "The Cheng family boy is not bad."

Before he could finish speaking, Cheng Shaojing's body also lit up with a more intense emerald green light...

"Shenwu triple!"

There was an uproar in the stands, it was indeed the third level of martial arts, at this time, they did not intend to retain their strength.

"Okay!" Everyone felt their blood boil, and they yelled out the first cry since the beginning of the war, and then they stared closely at the two people who were evenly matched in the middle of the battle.

But when the two of them made up their minds to fight to the death, Feng Jueyu clearly caught Cheng Shaojing's concealed movement by turning his back. This guy seemed to have stuffed something into his mouth.

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ps: The third update on the 28rd.