I have a Qiankun Ring

Li Wen walked slowly towards Gu Kao with a calm expression.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, how can you break my immortal trap so easily." Gu Kao struggled to get up from the ground with disbelief on his face.

Li Wen snorted coldly, raised the Tai'a sword in his hand and stabbed Gu Kao, his movements were gentle and natural like a spring breeze.

Many monks who are well versed in swordsmanship were shocked when they saw Li Wen's swordsmanship. This sword seemed gentle, and the person on the opposite side only needed to dodge it lightly, but the infinite sword intent contained in the long sword made people feel extremely shocked.

After entering the middle stage of concentration, the sword intent in Taiping Yujian can be successfully used, and this sword intent is also a simplified version of the floating light swordsmanship.

Li Wen had a faint smile on his lips, and his expression was calm and unhurried, and he handed out a sword.

Gu Kao was horrified at this time. In his eyes, no matter which direction he dodged the last sword, he would be stabbed.

An unprecedented feeling of powerlessness rose from the bottom of his heart, and a trace of despair flashed in Gu Kao's eyes.

"I admit defeat!" Gu Kao said with difficulty.

This voice caused an uproar near the ring, but with just a few moves, the cultivator of the Huantian Sect, who was originally in an advantageous position, took the initiative to admit defeat. This cultivator of the Demon Light Sect was not simple.

"The cultivator of the largest sect in Kangyang Country should not be underestimated."

"What should I do if I meet him?"

Many people looked at Li Wen with deep fear in their eyes.

Wei Yang snorted coldly when he saw this situation, and left with anger on his face.

Ling Fenghua smiled at the corner of his mouth when he saw this situation, and then he narrowed his eyes slightly as if he thought of something and turned his head away.

As the light curtain on the ring disappeared, Gu Kao walked off the ring in a daze. This competition was too much of a blow to him. Recalling his arrogant attitude on the ring just now, and then feeling the expressions of people laughing at him after he admitted defeat.

His heart was struck hard, and he suddenly vomited blood and fell to the ground.

After hearing the exclamations of the crowd, Li Wen looked in the direction of the sound with a trace of surprise on his face: Is this person's psychological endurance so poor?

Walking slowly on the ring, the crowd of onlookers consciously made way for him, which was a recognition of Li Wen's strength. Many people looked at Li Wen with respect.

However, a competition made Li Wen receive unprecedented attention.

Li Wen frowned unconsciously, and his years of caution made him very dislike this feeling.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Li Wen walked towards the house for the rest of the Demon Light Sect.

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"Junior Brother Shi, congratulations!" Wang Liang pushed open the door and said to Li Wen.

Li Wen smiled and shook his head and asked softly: "Brother, how are you!"

At this time, Wang Liang showed a smug smile on his face: "It's easy to catch."

Then Wang Liang walked to Li Wen and pulled him up and said: 'Come with me to watch Ling Fenghua's competition, it will be his turn soon. '

After hearing Wang Liang's words, Li Wen's eyes flashed with a strange look. Finally, he had the opportunity to observe Ling Fenghua's strength up close.

The arena where Ling Fenghua was located was the No. 18 arena, and he was already standing on the arena.

The cultivator who was competing with him was a cultivator from the Xingye Sect.

The Xingye Sect is the fourth largest sect in Kangyang Country. The sect is good at using puppets. At this time, a human-shaped puppet of almost the same height as the cultivator of the Xingye Sect stood next to him.

Li Wen looked at the puppet on the stage and couldn't help but think of the puppet he had met before: I wonder how powerful this puppet is. Li Wen thought secretly.

"Xingye Sect, Lu Kuang! Please teach me."

"Moguang Sect, Ling Fenghua!"

At this time, the No. 18 arena was crowded with many cultivators. Many people knew that Ling Fenghua was the eldest brother of the Moguang Sect, and they all wanted to observe his strength.

The duel just now left too many shocks for people, and everyone present was curious about Ling Fenghua, wanting to know how strong he was.

"What kind of skills does Ling Fenghua practice? I feel a sense of uneasiness from him."

As soon as this was said, many people nodded. The breath of Ling Fenghua was too oppressive, making everyone feel uncomfortable.

Lu Kuang stood in front of Ling Fenghua, connected his consciousness to the puppet beside him, and then heard a rattling sound.

The puppet drew a long knife from its back, and swung it violently, emitting a sharp chill.

"The strength shown by this puppet is the cultivation of the late stage of concentration!" Li Wen's face changed slightly after feeling this chill.

Lv Kuang's cultivation was also in the late stage of Condensation. Now Ling Fenghua was equivalent to fighting two cultivators in the late stage of Condensation alone. The cultivators near the ring made various speculations.

Some people thought that Lv Kuang would win, while others thought that the winner should be him from the aura revealed by Ling Fenghua.

"I'm sorry, fellow Daoist!" Lv Kuang shouted softly, and then controlled the puppet to rush towards Ling Fenghua.

The puppet kept waving a long sword in his hand, and a large amount of spiritual power flew out to attack Ling Fenghua. At the same time, Lv Kuang moved his body and sacrificed a long spear, following the puppet.

Opposite him was the eldest brother of the Demon Light Sect. Lv Kuang did not dare to be careless, and he tried his best as soon as he attacked.

Ling Fenghua looked indifferent when he saw this situation, and stood still, with a hint of sarcasm on his face.

"Is this man crazy? He actually stood there and did not fight back. He must be scared silly!"

"I think this Demon Light Sect's senior brother is not worthy of his reputation. Seeing this situation, he doesn't even have the courage to resist!"

Many people saw this and started to mock.

There were many Demon Light Sect cultivators standing near the ring. When they heard someone slandering their sect's senior brother, they started to scold him.

The two sides kept arguing and were about to fight. At this time, a scream came and attracted everyone's attention to the ring.

The puppet was less than ten feet away from Ling Fenghua. Ling Fenghua, who was standing in place, suddenly stretched out a hand to aim at the puppet.

"What are you doing? You want to resist the opponent with just one hand!"

"You don't even need a magic weapon. This is too arrogant!"

A small number of cultivators with advanced cultivation became solemn at this time. At this time, they clearly felt the flow of spiritual power in Ling Fenghua's body.

Li Wen was shocked. With his sharp consciousness, he clearly caught the spiritual power of Ling Fenghua gathering towards his palm in a vigorous manner.

"I'm afraid that this attack from the eldest brother is powerful!" Wang Liang said with a serious face.

Ling Fenghua's mouth corners slightly raised, his eyes were full of contempt for the world, and then he opened his mouth and uttered a word.

"Retreat!"

Like the lightning before the thunder, in the eyes of the horrified people, the puppet holding the long sword seemed to hit the wall, and the whole movement stopped instantly.

Then it was like an invisible force suddenly hammered the puppet, knocking it out.

Everyone stared at the puppet, and the puppet flying in the air made a crisp sound of breaking.

Lu Kuang looked at the puppet that was about to break in disbelief, his face full of despair.