Peerless Killing God

Chapter 445 Year-End Competition!

"The Zheng family, we don't have to worry about them taking action, you don't have to worry about that!" Suddenly, Long Xiaotian smiled with a mysterious smile.

Seeing that the Patriarch was so confident, the others nodded slowly.Taking advantage of this extremely rare opportunity, this time the Ling family must be wiped out from Cangcheng.

On the top of Cangshan Mountain, Long Feng stands proudly on the top of the mountain.At this moment, he was holding the Primordial Halberd and was looking at the sky. Suddenly, a bright light flashed across his eyes.

"Amass the power of thousands of equals, gather the momentum of gathering hundreds of rivers! Drink!" Holding the Hunyuan halberd, Long Feng suddenly shouted, and the next moment all the strength in his body was concentrated in the Hunyuan halberd in his hand.The halberd moves with you, sweeping thousands of troops with it, with the momentum of invincibility, once the halberd is released, the space shakes!
"Boom!"

Holding the Primordial Halberd in hand, he stood motionless on the top of the mountain. The next moment, all the stones around Long Feng burst apart in an instant, turning into pieces of gravel that were only the size of a thumb.

"This move is for sweeping the universe!" Long Feng let out a breath, and tied the Hunyuan Halberd behind his back.

This move can be considered as Long Feng's self-created move with the help of the ancient halberd technique, it is extremely powerful, but it is not yet perfect, and needs to be used more.As for the Overlord's Halberd Technique, Long Feng can't use it for the time being, this has a lot to do with his lack of cultivation.

Tomorrow is the year-end competition in Cangcheng, Long Feng is really not very interested in this, and now he has actually started planning to leave Cangcheng.

For Long Feng, Cangcheng is really too small. In this vast and endless prehistoric world, there are so many small places in Cangcheng, and if Long Feng wants to improve his cultivation in the shortest time, he must go out to practice.

Only through the experience and battle between life and death can he improve and break through in the shortest possible time. Therefore, after this new year is over, it is time for Long Feng to leave Cangcheng.

In the prehistoric era, the distribution of realms was Acquired, Innate, Spiritual Realm, Sanctuary, Emperor Zun, Dao Zun, and Tian Zun.And on top of Tianzun, there is a Supreme Realm, or even a higher realm!

If Long Feng guessed correctly, the Daoist powerhouse in the prehistoric era is equivalent to the Tianjun powerhouse in the Qiankun world later.It's just that there is a Supreme Realm above Tianzun, which I'm afraid even he didn't think of it.After all, it seems that there is no strong person in this realm in the later Qiankun world, and the strongest is only Tianzun.

"It seems that there are some mysteries that I really need to decipher by myself!" Shaking his head slightly, Long Feng's figure jumped directly from the top of the sky, and disappeared in place after a few flashes.

But not long after Long Feng left, a shocking crack appeared from top to bottom of Cangshan Mountain, and then spread all over the mountain.

"Father, all the elders are here!" As soon as Long Feng entered the meeting hall, he saw his father Long Xiaotian was chatting with the elders, he smiled and said.

"You boy, you ran away, I wanted to find you just now." Looking at Long Feng who came in, Long Xiaotian couldn't help but cursed with a smile.

"Father, what's the matter?" Hearing this, Long Feng's expression changed slightly, and he asked immediately.

"This matter is really related to you!" At that moment, Long Xiaotian asked Long Feng to sit down and talked about planning the Ling family.

"Ling family!" After listening, Long Feng's eyes flashed, and he tapped on the table lightly with his fingers. Under the eyes of everyone, Long Feng said calmly: "Destroy, that's it!"

Hearing this, the hearts of all the elders and deacons trembled suddenly, good guy.Why didn't they realize that this kid was much more ruthless than his father before? The Ling family has thousands of clansmen, and they will be wiped out as soon as they say it.

Hearing this, Long Xiaotian looked at his son. He could feel that his son had undergone tremendous changes since his death and resurrection. It seems that there is an extremely subtle hostility hidden.

That kind of fierce and hostile aura is like an ancient beast dormant in the body.

However, as a father, he is happy to see this change. In this world of martial arts, there is no kindness at all. The strong man standing at the pinnacle of martial arts is not his hands covered with endless blood.The so-called one who achieves great success and achieves great things must not have a benevolent heart.

Under the turbulence of the dark tide in the entire Cangcheng, before one knew it, one day passed like this, and the year-end contest was finally about to kick off.Undoubtedly, the most eye-catching people in this year-end competition are the Long Family and Long Aotian.

Everyone is looking forward to it, they want to see how Long Aotian, who has the title of Cangcheng's number one trash, can win the championship in this big competition, if he can't win the championship, then they want to see how the Long family will win the championship. what to do.

The so-called, everyone pushes the wall down, everyone can add icing on the cake, but few people give charcoal in the snow, so most people are gloating and waiting for what the Long family will do next.

The Martial Arts Stage is located in the central area of ​​Cangcheng. The four major factions, the four sides, the southeast, the northwest, the Longling Zheng Sanjia, and the Lingbao Pavilion are sitting in the guest seats of the stands. There are huge crowds of people around, and countless noisy voices go straight to the sky.

Today, the Long family stand is really attracting attention, countless eyes fell on the east stand, they were all looking for the figure of Long Aotian, but they seemed to find nothing after searching around.

On the west stand, Ling Litian, the Patriarch of the Ling family, looked in the direction of the Long family, with a dark sneer hanging on the corner of his mouth on his gloomy face.Today, he wants to see what tricks the Long family will play.

And like Ling Litian, most members of the Ling family looked cold.It can be said that the two families have already been in the same situation. In Cangcheng, when the two sides meet, they usually have a big fight. Every time, more or less, someone will be injured or even die.

Therefore, when it comes to each year-end big competition, neither side has the so-called release of water. Every year, there are many younger generations who die on the battlefield on both sides.

Therefore, the grievances between the two sides are getting deeper and deeper, and only when one party perishes can the grievances be appeased.

"Hehe, everyone, this year's host will be the old man. You have no objection to this point." A silver-haired, but strong-boned, purple-robed old man who appeared to be full of energy slowly stepped onto the stage and said with a smile. .

"Old Liu presides, we naturally have no objections!" All the masters nodded in agreement when they heard the words, and this old Liu is named Liu Wen, the owner of the Lingbao Pavilion, and one of the few saints in Cangcheng. One of the strongest players in the field, this old Liu was also the referee and host of the year-end competitions in previous years, and this year is no exception.

"I think everyone knows the rules, so I won't explain them one by one. The winner advances, and the loser is eliminated. But I would like to remind everyone, when fighting, try to stop as much as possible." Stroking his long beard, Liu Wen said with a smile.

"Now, everyone, please start drawing lots!" After the old man's voice fell, young talents from various families participating in the big competition came to the stage to draw their own lots.

The most eye-catching member of the Long family is Long Feng, who is carrying the Primordial Halberd. At the beginning, everyone is very familiar with him, as if they have seen him before, but they just can't remember.

"Could he be the trash Long Aotian? How is this possible?" When one person uttered a doubtful voice, the crowd immediately boiled up, and all of them stared fixedly at Long Feng.

Although Long Feng's temperament has undergone many changes, most people still remember that huge face clearly, and everyone immediately recognized him as Long Aotian.

In an instant, the whole crowd exploded, and there were heated discussions.

"Is he that good-for-nothing son of Long Xiaotian?" Looking at the handsome and extraordinary Long Feng, Ling Litian didn't know why he felt extremely uneasy at this moment.

"Father, please don't worry, no matter whether he is that trash Long Aotian or not, I will definitely defeat him!" Beside Ling Litian is a young man in white clothes, at this moment this young man said with great confidence.

The young man in white was tall and straight, with black hair draped over his shoulders, and a rebellious smile on his handsome face, making him look quite handsome and unrestrained.However, under the pair of dark eyes, there was a glint of sinister look.

"I know Long Xiaotian's temper. He never fights uncertain battles. This Long Aotian is a bit unusual." Frowning, Ling Litian's gloomy gaze fell on the confident smile on the face of the east stand. Long Xiaotian's body.

"Father, I have already learned the Ice Soul Jue. Even if this Long Aotian is an innate third-level heavenly cultivation base, I am absolutely sure to defeat him!" Hearing Ling Litian's words, Ling Yunxiao said coldly.

"Okay, you are indeed the son of my Ling Litian. If Xiao'er meets Long Aotian and cuts off his head, then it will be the beginning of the Long Family's demise!" Hearing this, Ling Litian nodded murderously After today, he will make the Long family disappear from Cangcheng.

"Father, please prepare good news for your baby!" Ling Yunxiao, holding a long blue sword, stepped onto the competition stage and began to participate in the lottery.

And when Ling Yunxiao stepped onto the martial arts stage to draw lots, Long Feng had just finished drawing lots, and the two stood opposite each other.

"Pray that you better not touch me, otherwise..." With a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, Ling Yunxiao's lips moved slightly.

And Long Feng, who seemed to understand Ling Yunxiao's meaning, twitched his lips slightly, and said, "We'll wait and see!"

"Humph! I don't know how to live or die!" With a cold snort, Ling Yunxiao stretched out his hand and randomly drew a lottery, with 36 impressively engraved on it.

The lottery in Long Feng's hand was nineteen, obviously, the first battle between the two was impossible.

"The lottery has been drawn, and the old man announces that the year-end competition will start now. Please come to the stage to compete with the two contestants who have drawn the first lottery!" Liu Wen's old voice sounded, and then among the hundreds of contestants participating in the competition, two young people jumped up. And up.

Neither of the two youths are descendants of the three major families, but they are young and their cultivation is not weak. Both of them have stepped into the first level of innate, but they have not gathered much blood, and they can only be regarded as warriors who have just entered the innate realm.

(End of this chapter)