Martial Dao Overlord

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“It’s finally me again.”

Others have now played at least one game, some people have even played 4 games, so far, Luo Feng has not been on the ring, and heard Tian Guang Elder calling his name again, taking a deep breath, standing stand up.

at the same time.

Not far from Luo Feng, a young swordsman with a delicate and pretty appearance stood up.

The delicate and pretty swordsman is Yan Jianhui, Azure Clouds Sect disciple, cultivation base is the same as Luo Feng ’s first opponent, and it is also divided into the 8th Layer Early Stage powerhouse!

After looking at Luo Feng, Yan Jianhui looked at Yuan Azure Bamboo on the side, and suddenly said:

“I surrender.”

After talking, he sat down directly.

Yuan Azure Bamboo and his strength are quite equal, the other side admits defeat, he does not need to make this early bird.

“Again to lose …”

Luo Feng is a little speechless, others are playing passionately, he actually has some be eager to have a try in his heart.

In the first round group stage, I am afraid that he is the only one who hasn’t played with anyone yet …

“Confess again!”

“Yan Jianhui is also a little genius in Azure Clouds Sect. It is so easy to admit defeat!”

“It should have been influenced by Yuan Azure Bamboo in the front. Also, Luo Feng’s reputation today is really too great.”

“Damn it, is it so difficult to see Luo Feng in the first battle!”

Luo Feng was disappointed. In the audience, those who paid attention to him were even more disappointed. Some people even complained with dissatisfaction.

They just want to witness for themselves, what is Luo Feng’s true battle strength, but it’s just a matter of fate!

Other battles continued. Yuehua took the stage two more times, defeating the opponent in an absolute crushing attitude. When he was called the name 2th time, the opponent conceded directly and easily won a four-game winning streak.

Lin Hao is currently 4 straight.

“Luo Feng, Lin Yuyan!”

Tian Guang Elder won Luo Feng for the third time.

“I admit defeat!” The tall woman sitting in the 3rd row behind Luo Feng admits defeat very simply. She just divides the 6th Layer Late Stage realm, and also admits defeat as it should be by rights.

In this way, Luo Feng did not make a move, winning 3 straight victories.

It didn’t take long.

“Luo Feng to Han Shenshan.”

“I surrender!”

Luo Feng was drawn 4th times, and was a 7th Layer Peak powerhouse with subdivided realm. The opponent did not talk nonsense and directly conceded defeat.

Luo Feng won 4 straight games and accumulated 8 points.

“Fuck, admit defeat again!”

“Does he want to win ten straight games like this!”

“Is there any one who can fight!”

Seeing and confessing again, everyone in the audience couldn’t sit still, and there was a lot of noise. If it weren’t for watching the site of the 9 Holy Land, I’m afraid it would have been screaming.

In front of the auditorium, Venerable Lanshan smiled and smiled the head, “It seems that only by winning Lin Hao, Luo Feng will be able to come to power.”

The ghost knife embraces both hands: “A group of cowardly guys!”

Next to Luo Feng, a Walkabout Sect disciple with a 7th Layer Middle Stage, full of envy, said with envy:

“I really envy you. You won 4 straight games easily. You can win 2 or 3 games and you will be promoted.”

He has also played 4 games so far, with 2 wins and 2 losses. If he loses one more time, there is no hope of promotion. The envy of Luo Feng in his heart can be imagined.

“Good luck.”

Luo Feng laughed.

He was also very helpless about this. He couldn’t always pull his opponent and said: Come, let’s fight, rest assured, I will pay attention to the size …

At a glance, Luo Feng was attracted by the No. 5 ring.

On the ring, the charming woman on the left with pearlescent treasures is no one else, it is Xiao Murong; her opponent is very strong, a swordsman named Wei Jie, 8th Layer Late Stage realm, cultivation base pressure is just distracted A small Murong at the 7th Layer Peak Realm.

Xiao Murong’s weapon is two willow-blade scimitars with brilliant light, and the sharp sword is the cultivation; coincidentally, Wei Jie is also the fast sword.

2 people were fighting on the ring. For a time, the blade light sword shadow unhindered, silhouette psychedelic, fierce confrontation sound on the stage, there was almost no instant stop.

For this battle, most of the people who watch the battle think that Wei Jie will win. After all, the 2 people have shown the same battle strength and speed at the same time, so Wei Jie with a higher cultivation base has a better chance of winning. Big.

Luo Feng is also more optimistic about Wei Jie, but not at all others are so sure.

The swordsman pays more attention to attack power. The two men engaged in 2-20 moves. Wei Jie did not have a clear advantage, and Xiao Murong seemed to be at ease.

As a result, it is not easy for Wei Jie to win within 100 moves, unless the opponent has other more powerful means.

“Very good! It is worthy of Murong Family. In another year or two, I may not win you. However, now you are absolutely not my opponent.”

Wei Jie confronted Xiao Murong again, and the silhouette backed away, holding the sword in both hands, and the strong momentum in his eyes rose in vain.

“Receive my move, Ling Feng is cold!”

A strong sword erupted, and the sword in Wei Jie’s hand suddenly disappeared in the sky. Suddenly, the sword light on the stage raged like a blizzard, and the air was twisted to pieces.

“Cough, my goal is the top 30 of the conference. Light Ye Mantian!”

Xiao Murong laughed softly, and the light lovable body danced on the stage. The lancet in his hands seemed to sweep through the fallen autumn wind, leaving a shadow.

clang clang clang clang clang …

Blade light Sword Qi continued to collide on the stage, bursting out of sparks.

In a few breathing time, 2 people have already dealt 100 moves.

Silhouette of Wei Jie fell on the stage, he glanced down, and the clothes around his waist were cracked.

Opposite, Xiao Murong was unharmed.

“I lost!” Wei Jie received the sword enters sheath, hugged cup one fist in the other hand to Xiao Murong, and swept down the ring.

“Didn’t expect, in the end, Xiao Murong is better.”

“Everyone walked fast. It can only be said that Xiao Murong’s knife is faster.”

Those who are concerned about this battle are quite surprised by Xiao Murong’s victory.

“Three knives …”

Luo Feng’s eyes fell on Xiao Murong’s willow bladed scimitar inlaid with various aura gems, and his eyes flickered.

When Xiao Murong and Wei Jie fought, at first, the speed was comparable, but at the last minute, the machete in Xiao Murong’s hand burst out of Origin Qi fluctuation in vain, and the speed accelerated in vain, which broke through Wei Jie’s defense. .

Not surprisingly, Xiao Murong’s victory must have a certain relationship with the two scimitars.

Not only the machete, under the influence of Luo Feng Soul Power, Xiao Murong has 100 kinds of Origin Qi fluctuations on and off his body. Even if a ribbon of clothes is extraordinary, it can be said that the whole body of the treasure is a treasure.

“This … how much treasure is on your body!”

Luo Feng secretly smacked his tongue, and he could not help raising a bleak meaning, and immediately withdrew his gaze.

At this time, another matchup on the ring 3 ended.

Tian Guang Elder withdrew 2 jade tokens again, a pair of small eyes looked at Luo Feng and said:

“Luo Feng to Zhenfeng Yun!”

“Luo Feng again.”

“Zhen Fengyun … is the Number One Great Family Zhenjiang 2 Young Master in Southern Xinjiang!”

“Zhen Fengyun is only divided into 7th Layer realm, I am afraid I will admit defeat.”

Everyone is accustomed to Luo Feng’s opponents admit defeat, and now hearing Luo Feng’s name again, everyone’s reaction is much more bland.

Luo Feng didn’t move in his seat. He didn’t want to stand up and sit down again.

At this time.

sou!

A sound of breaking wind sounded, and a long, long-eyed young Master flew to the Martial Arts Competition Stage.