Peerless God Lord

This handsome disciple of Xuanji Sect, dressed in blue, with a sword hanging on his waist, walked slowly to the field with his hands behind his back.

Looking around the Tianyue Kingdom camp, this man had a calm expression and spoke calmly.

"Xuanji Sect, Zuo Qiu! Third level of Lingwu Realm!"

This person did not introduce much, only a simple sentence.

After saying that, Xuanji Sect Zuo Qiu stood calmly in the field, waiting for the warriors of Tianyue Kingdom to go into battle.

On the city wall, Su Mo stared at Zuo Qiu with a bright light in his eyes.

This person is not simple!

Although Zuo Qiu is not as arrogant and domineering as Liangchuan, he also does not have the contempt and disdain of Wang Chuhe.

But this person's calm face and indifferent eyes all show that this person has invincible self-confidence.

That is a kind of arrogance engraved in the bones!

Su Mo smiled silently. He was finally at the third level of the Spiritual Martial Realm!

"Haha! It's time for me, Fengling Island, to go to war!"

At this time, a chuckle came from not far away.

Su Mo turned around and saw one of the disciples from Fengling Island walking out.

This man was standing with Yu Xiong, and there were seven or eight Fengling Island disciples gathered around him. They should all be members of Fengling Island's outer sect organization's war alliance.

This man possesses the third level peak cultivation level of the Spiritual Martial Realm, has a rough face, a strong aura, and holds a eight-foot-long spear in his hand.

"Senior Brother Xing, you will definitely win this battle! Make our Fengling Island famous!"

Yu Xiong and others said firmly.

"Ha ha!"

The man laughed loudly, and with a flash of his body, he swept down the city wall and ran towards the battlefield at high speed.

This person came to the field and stood in front of Zuo Qiu.

"Xing Feng from Fengling Island, let me learn your clever tricks!"

Xing Feng smiled confidently, and the aura in his body surged, setting off a wave of energy that surged into the sky.

Xing Feng is quite confident. His strength is one of the best among the nearly 100 third-level disciples of the Spiritual Martial Realm in the Alliance.

He believed that among the same level, although he was not invincible, there were definitely not many people who could defeat him.

Among those at the same level, there are probably only a few people on Fengling Island who can kill him.

"Your strength is very good!"

Zuo Qiu glanced at Xing Feng, with a smile on his lips, still holding his hands behind his back, as if an elder was praising a younger one.

"Hmph! What a great style!"

Xing Feng saw the other party's behavior and sneered.

"You take action!"

Zuo Qiu shook his head slightly and said calmly.

"Take the move!"

Xing Feng shouted and thrust out a spear, piercing the void.

Bang!

Zuo Qiu's expression remained unchanged and he did not draw his sword. He turned his palm and swung away the opponent's spear with one palm.

"kill!"

Xing Feng shouted violently, the yellow light of the spear circulated, and there were many spear shadows in the air, breaking through the air to kill.

Boom boom boom!

Xing Feng attacked crazily, becoming more and more courageous as he fought.

Soon, Xing Feng launched more than twenty attacks in a row.

However, Xing Feng's expression changed, and cold sweat even broke out on his forehead.

He attacked with all his strength for more than twenty moves, but the opponent didn't even unsheath the sword at his waist.

The opponent couldn't even move his feet, and Feng Qingyun neutralized all his attacks in a flash.

This shocked him!

How strong is this person?

Roar!

Xing Feng released his martial spirit, which was a rhinoceros monster with one horn and reached the seventh level of human level.

The martial spirit was released, and Xing Feng's offensive became more powerful.

"I've played more than twenty tricks with you, it's time to end!"

At this time, Zuo Qiu suddenly said something.

The next moment, Zuo Qiu's palm power suddenly increased sharply, and he knocked away Xing Feng's spear with one palm.

Immediately, a blue palm print broke through the air and struck Xing Feng's chest like lightning.

boom!

Xing Feng was blown away, and his entire chest was completely dented.

boom!

Xing Feng was hit hundreds of meters away, blood spurted out from seven holes, he twitched a few times and then died.

After killing Xing Feng, Zuo Qiu once again put his hands behind his back and looked around the entire Tianyue Kingdom camp indifferently.

Zuo Qiu said nothing, quietly waiting for someone to fight.

An aura of selflessness slowly rose from his body.

"Senior Brother Xing..."

"Junior Brother Xing..."

The people of the Zhan Alliance were shocked. The powerful Xing Feng was actually defeated!

Countless people in Tianyue Kingdom fell silent again.

Sure enough, every one of the Xuanji Sect's warriors was a super genius, and no one was a weakling.

Yuan Zhan stared at Zuo Qiu closely, his face twitching continuously.

It's the third round of fighting. Is it the same defeat again?

Each Xuanji Sect disciple is stronger than the other. Although Zuo Qiu's performance is not amazing, he can't see that this person probably doesn't even use half of his strength!

Yuan Zhan frowned and opened his eyes. If this continues, the Xuanji Sect disciples will be swept away level by level, and his own morale will be completely lost.

Yuan Zhan secretly decided that if his side was defeated again this time, he would send his army to a decisive battle with the Tielin Army.

We can't go on any longer. The longer it drags on, the more detrimental it will be to our side.

Yuan Zhan sighed secretly, wondering who on his side had the strength to compete with him!

Yuan Zhan's gaze shifted and looked in the direction of the Tianjian Sect disciples.

Many other people also looked at the Tianjian Sect disciples.

Perhaps only the disciples of the Tianjian Sect have hope of making a comeback, right?

Su Mo shook his head. It seemed that if he didn't fight, no one on Tianyue's side could be Zuo Qiu's opponent, and they would probably be swept away by Zuo Qiu again.

Su Mo was about to fight, but someone else took the lead.

He is a disciple of Tianjian Sect.

Facing the eager eyes of countless people, this man gritted his teeth and stepped onto the battlefield resolutely.

Su Mo did not fight with the opponent and stopped.

The disciples of Tianjian Sect are not weak. Since this person dares to fight, he must be somewhat confident.

The disciple of the Tianjian Sect who went to battle this time was a thin young man.

The young man's face was extremely solemn. Although he resolutely went to fight, he actually didn't have much confidence in his heart.

He had already made up his mind to return immediately if he was defeated.

As soon as this young man from Tianjian Sect came on stage, he released his martial spirit.

His martial spirit level is as high as the eighth human level.

"kill!"

The young man didn't say much. As soon as he came on stage, he launched a violent attack on Zuo Qiu.

This person's weapon is a soft sword, and his attacks are ethereal and strange, making it hard to guard against.

His strength is even higher than Xing Feng.

Facing the fierce attack from this Heavenly Sword Sect disciple, Zuo Qiu took no haste and thrust out both palms. All attacks were shattered and no attack could get close to him.

After ten moves, the Tianjian Sect disciple completely saw the gap between the two.

He did not hesitate, retreated quickly, and was about to return.

"Fight with me, no one has the right to escape without my permission!"

At this moment, Zuo Qiu's arrogant voice sounded.

The next moment, Zuo Qiu's figure was like lightning, and he caught up with this Tianjian Sect disciple in the blink of an eye.

Uh-huh!

A flash of white light flashed.

Clang!

The sound of a sword being sheathed was heard, and Zuo Qiu struck out with the sword. Without even looking at the result, he turned around and returned to where he was.

On the ground, a corpse with eyes wide open was left.

With one strike of the sword, this Tianjian Sect disciple died tragically!

"Oh my god! What a fast sword!"

"It's too strong. This person is already so powerful without drawing a sword. If he draws a sword, who can stop him?"

"Hey! Completely defeated! We have hundreds of disciples from the four major sects, but no one can compete with the Xuanji Sect disciples!"

"The gap is too big!"

"Xuanji Sect has been prepared for a long time. All super geniuses will come on stage. We have no super geniuses coming to Guan Wucheng!"

The faces of the disciples of the four major sects all looked extremely gloomy.

Everyone's fighting spirit is low, it's not a fight at the same level! How else to compare?

The morale of Tianyue's tens of thousands of troops was also low. They had been swept away one after another, and no one had the will to fight.

Yuan Zhan took a deep breath and slowly raised his palms.

No more competition!

If the comparison continues, not only will the humiliation be deeper, but one's own morale will also be even lower.

Just when Yuan Zhan was about to give the order, beat the war drums, gather military power, and attack with the army.

Among the Fengling Island disciples, a young figure stepped out. ***3***6***9***

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