Tripod Reverses the Heaven

After leaving the two men, Lu Lingfeng threw them off the platform again with a few efforts, which caused bursts of cheers.

No one who can stand out among countless contestants will be a simple generation. Although Lu Lingfeng showed his power, the rest of the people resisted more fiercely.

The killing moves are continuous, and the treasure skills fly everywhere. The afterwaves of the battle spread in circles, which is extremely frightening.

In the face of such fierce resistance, the smile on Lu Lingfeng's face disappeared, replaced by a serious look.

On the platform, in addition to the Tianjian sect disciple who was already lying on the ground, there were four people fighting with Lu Lingfeng. Among the four, there was a woman in white, from the white lotus sect. Her resistance was the most intense. In addition, there is a man in white, covered with a layer of white fog. He shuttles back and forth with a sharp sword in his hand, sharp and tricky. The man in white came from the most mysterious building in the fog. He is a killer organization.

Although the fog tower is known as one of the eight sect gates, no one knows where their mountain gate is. It is mysterious and powerful, which is frightening.

The other two are from Xiaozong sect. They are all elite disciples trained by the sect. It's not easy for several people to fight with Lu Lingfeng.

The battle between the five became more and more intense, causing bursts of cheers. Just when these people were fighting, the disciple of Tianjian sect who was lying on the ground jumped up and went straight under the platform.

After a short shock, people scolded one after another, which was a disgrace to Tianjian sect. It turns out that the goods didn't really pass out before, but just pretended to be dead. Seeing that Lu Lingfeng was entangled by several people, he turned over and got up, intending to flee the battlefield.

"Hum! The Heavenly Sword sect is all rats! " Lu Lingfeng gave a sneer of disdain, then a brown vine extended out, and entangled the Tianjian sect disciple who had run to the edge of the battle platform on the spot.

Although Lu Lingfeng is fighting with several people, his mind has been paying attention to the sword sect disciple that day. He knows that this person is pretending to be dead, otherwise he would not have deliberately stepped on this person with one foot just now.

"Ah!"

The man screamed again. He was forced into the battlefield by Lu Lingfeng and became a meat shield again. He was stabbed in his chest by the disciple of the fog tower, and his blood spilled on the ground.

"Elder martial brother Lu, please let me go. The person who just annoyed you is that Mu Qingqing. It doesn't matter about me." That day, the disciples of the sword sect were bleeding all over and their faces were white with fear. They even took the initiative to beg for mercy.

"Ha ha! The disciples of Tianjian sect are so unbearable that they have no backbone. They are not as good as those disciples of Xiaozong sect! " Elder Bai laughed recklessly. He turned his eyes to the direction of Tianjian sect, which was full of provocation.

"Hum!" The elder of Tianjian sect just gave a cold hum, then turned his head and stopped looking at elder Bai.

It's really a shame that such a coward came out under my own door. Mu Qingqing just lost all his power by this disciple.

The battle on the platform became more and more intense. That day, Lu Lingfeng ignored the voice of the disciples of Jianzong asking for mercy. He still became a shield in Lu Lingfeng's hand. He didn't persist for long, so he fainted again and was trampled by Lu Lingfeng again. It was really sad.

The battle lasted for a little while, and Lu Lingfeng finally knocked the two small sect disciples off the platform again. The balance of the battle was broken instantly, and the remaining two failed to pass ten moves under Lu Lingfeng's super fierce attack.

The disciple of the fog tower quarreled with blood. He arched his hand at Lu Lingfeng and automatically walked down the platform. The disciples of the white lotus sect were not hurt, but turned pale. She arched her hand at Lingfeng and said, "thank you for your guidance, elder martial brother Lu. Younger martial sister has benefited a lot."

"Hehe, there's no guidance. We'll learn from each other and make progress in the future!"

Everyone stepped down, but Lu Lingfeng stepped on one and looked down at the direction of Tianjian sect.

He moved one foot on the other's palm and ravaged it back and forth. That day, the sword sect disciples immediately screamed like killing a pig. He opened his eyes, immediately turned over and knelt down to Lingfeng and begged for mercy: "senior brother Lu, please let me go. I really didn't intend to be the enemy of your wuliangzong!"

Lu Lingfeng didn't speak. He just stared at the direction of Tianjian sect and smiled.

"Ha ha, the disciples of Tianjian sect are really spineless. The disciples of Wuliang sect are domineering." Many audiences burst into laughter, including the glory of Lu Lingfeng and the shame of Tianjian sect.

"I know, I know you don't want to be the enemy of my Wuliang sect, but I want to be the enemy of your Tianjian sect. What do you say?" Lu Lingfeng's foot still stepped on the man's palm, lowered his head and despised the Tianjian sect disciple kneeling in front of him.

"That... That... I quit Tianjian sect and join you Wuliang sect from now on!" The man was about to cry. In full view of the public, he knew that even if he returned to Tianjian sect alive today, there was only death waiting for him.

"Evil animal!" The elder of Tianjian sect immediately jumped up with anger. He wanted to strangle the disciple on the stage.

Just now, Mu Qingqing finally gained the reputation of Tianjian sect, which was completely destroyed by this person.

Lu Lingfeng smiled lightly and loosened the soles of his feet. That day, the disciples of Jianzong kowtowed and thanked, causing a roar of laughter.

Lu Lingfeng glanced lightly at the direction of Tianjian sect, then swept to all the sect doors and many spectators, and said: "Wuliang sect can't be provoked!"

Wuliangzong cannot be provoked!

A simple sentence suddenly aroused everyone's emotions, including the ancient style, with a sudden tremor in their hearts. At this moment, Gu Feng pulled his fist tightly and his eyes were wide. An inexplicable emotion filled his heart, which made him feel boiling with blood. At this moment, he realized a strong sense of belonging, a sense of belonging to wuliangzong.

"Wuliangzong cannot be provoked!" The ancient wind roared loudly, and then the people roared with him, and their emotions were incomparably high.

At the moment, Bai Changlao only felt tears in his eyes. He looked at the ancient style and unconsciously thought of a problem: it is said that taboo people are indifferent and ruthless, and will bury an era with one hand, which is the source of the great disaster of heaven and earth. Looking back at the ancient customs in front of him, is he really a cold and heartless person? This is clearly a hot-blooded child with a clear distinction between good and evil in his heart. Will such a person really bury an era in the future?