The supreme master of the female president

Chapter 1908 No.11 Challenge

As soon as these ten berserkers entered the field, they exuded a very disturbing aura, and then their thin and thin bodies instantly swelled up, becoming three-meter-tall giants, and their bodies also emerged. There are strange lines, and those lines also exude that kind of strange power.

Roar!Holding a huge ax in his hand, the berserker demon roared towards Ling Feng, and then they rushed towards Ling Feng like tigers descending the mountain.

With a bang, Ling Feng and the berserk demon who charged up first hit each other heavily, and a powerful force came from the giant sword in his hand, which made Ling Feng's hand go numb!
Although the opponent was blown away, he quickly got up, as if he hadn't suffered any injuries, and charged again.

"These guys are really difficult!" Ling Feng thought to himself.

In terms of speed, strength, and defensive power, on the surface, Ling Feng is at a disadvantage. Being attacked by ten berserk demons, Ling Feng is like a flat boat in the stormy waves, constantly in the opponent's attack waves. Dodging precariously, extremely dangerous, but very strong!
After fighting for half an hour, Ling Feng thought to himself: "It's time, it should be over!"

With a roar, a violent demon who rushed to Ling Feng's side slashed towards Ling Feng again. Ling Feng's eyes flashed coldly, and with a flick of the giant sword in his hand, he directly inserted into the violent demon at a tricky angle. On his chest, the giant sword tore through the defense of the Berserker and shattered his heart.

There was an expression of disbelief in the crimson eyes of the berserk demon. He looked at the giant sword on his chest, and then fell to the ground!

After beheading a berserk demon, Ling Feng turned on the god-killing mode. The giant sword in his hand was like a tricky poisonous snake, constantly devouring the life of the berserk demon.

"How is it possible!" When the berserkers fell to the ground one by one, the person in charge of the arena couldn't help standing up: "Ten berserkers can't kill Tai Yan, how is this possible!"

Every berserker is priceless, and Ling Feng killed ten of them at once, and the person in charge is bleeding from the heart!What's more, he has already promised the people above that today is Ling Feng's last challenge, and he will definitely die!

But now... the person in charge of the arena said fiercely: "This Taiyan has been hiding his strength before? He actually has such superb swordsmanship. Where did he get it? He didn't practice any swordsmanship before. Could it be that you only practiced the giant sword in the past few days? How is this possible..."

Although he was puzzled, the killing on the field continued!When Ling Feng killed the last berserker, the entire arena went crazy!
Those nobles never imagined that Tai Yan could go this far and pass the eighth level. Even if he died in the ninth level, he would become a legend.

But obviously, the eighth level was not enough for Ling Feng. On the second day, Ling Feng stood at the end again with a slight advantage and entered the tenth level!

Now Ling Feng has become a legend in the entire imperial capital. From the emperor to the slaves, no one does not know Ling Feng's reputation, and more people are looking forward to whether Ling Feng can make it to the end!
After all, there are only three levels left. Before that, who would have believed that Tai Yan could reach this step?
However, in the tenth level, Ling Feng met the most powerful creature in the world, the demigod storm dragon. In this battle, Ling Feng had no reservations. After all, his current strength is limited, and the opposing storm dragon is so powerful that he even Exercising Mie Shen Zhan, still unable to inflict substantial damage on the opponent!

The power of the demigod made Ling Feng feel puzzled.However, Ling Feng still won in the end, but Ling Feng paid the price of an arm.

And the storm dragon didn't die, it just got bored at last, left the arena, and returned to its lair.

After all, the storm dragon is a demigod beast, even if it is an arena, it must be treated with courtesy!The task it received was to kill Tai Yan, but it fought Tai Yan for five hours, and in the end it only bit off one of his arms!
For such a brave man, the storm dragon also deeply admired it, so after biting off Ling Feng's arm, it also said that it had completed the task assigned by the arena, and then left willfully.

Ling Feng won!Although the victory was not complete, the opponent had already left the arena. According to the rules of the arena, Ling Feng had won!

Everyone is boiling, No.11 level, Tai Yan actually broke through No.11 level!This is the closest step to the legend of the year. If he can continue to win tomorrow, then he is a legend.

But many people understood that Taiyan was doomed, and the demigod was dispatched for the tenth challenge, which meant that it was impossible for new legends to be born in the arena!
What's more, now that Tai Yan's arm is still broken, he will definitely die tomorrow.

With the idea of ​​giving the hero a ride, more nobles went to the arena the next day.

When Ling Feng stood in the arena, he found that the opponent was actually a young man holding a long sword.

"I am the Holy Sword Envoy of the Palace!" The man on the opposite side said lightly: "As the leader of a small tribe, it is not easy for you to make it this far. You are very good!"

Ling Feng frowned slightly: "Holy Sword Maker? Are you my opponent today?"

"Adversary?" The young man smiled: "Forget it, after all, now you are qualified to let me attack you. Although your strength is not good, the arena dare not let you go on, so... you still go to hell!"

As he spoke, the figure of the young man flickered and disappeared in front of Ling Feng's eyes. The next moment, Ling Feng's body retreated!
A flash of sword light flashed, and a deep cross pit appeared at the position where Ling Feng was standing, and the surrounding sword energy still exuded a fierce aura.

"Huh? You actually dodged my sword move?" The young man raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, it's not bad, but the next move will definitely kill you..."

Before he finished speaking, the young man turned into three phantoms and rushed towards Ling Feng. Each phantom made a different sword move!
If you want to dodge all the phantoms, it is almost impossible!Therefore, Ling Feng had to make a choice and judge which one was the real body and which two were phantoms!
Ling Feng squinted his eyes, and with his one-armed right hand, the huge sword in his hand was like a streamer of light, directly slashing towards the figure on the right.

"Unfortunately, you guessed wrong!" The figure on the left smiled coldly, the long sword in his hand was like a poisonous snake.

But Ling Feng's giant sword stopped abruptly halfway, then turned his hand and slashed towards the figure in the middle!
With a bang, the young man retreated a few steps in embarrassment. He looked at Ling Feng with disbelief: "You can actually see through my triple killing sword? You... who the hell are you!"

(End of this chapter)