As soon as the referee left the arena, Feng Buping, who turned into sixteen afterimages, surrounded Qin Lang tightly, and every dead corner was blocked.

On the other hand, Qin Lang looked extremely calm when facing Feng Buping's encirclement.

A loud shout of "drink" sounded, and the dark red field spread rapidly. In one breath, several afterimages of the wind were absorbed.

This also includes Alisa holding a shield in her hand.

Feng Buping naturally did not dare to be careless when faced with such unknown domain skills.

Like that referee, Feng Buping also chose to retreat to the safety range.

As soon as he left his original position, the long sword in the giant's hand arrived instantly.

In an instant, a gap was broken in the ring.

The sensational voice resounded in the ears of every audience member.

In addition, after the giant completed the attack, his body expanded again, and the height had reached 10 meters away.

After the audience noticed this, their views on Qin Lang completely changed.

In their hearts, if this guy from Yan Country does not meet Feng Buping, it is possible to win any group championship.

It’s a pity that he was very lucky. He met Feng Xiaotian’s closed disciple, who was also a peerless genius in the entire Fengtian City.

Qin Lang's talent can be ignored in the duel against such a monster.

In a blink of an eye, sighs appeared on the audience stage one after another.

Looking around, only the black demon, Hongye and the fox are still optimistic about Qin Lang, and even Bai Liancheng no longer supports Qin Lang.

As the person who had the most contact with Feng Buping, he knew the tricks this guy used next.

Not to mention Qin Lang, even if he faces himself, the chance of winning is very slim.

On the ring, Feng Buping quietly looked at the dark red blood in front of him, and then he snorted coldly.

"Is it a range attack? You're underestimating me too much."

"Since that's the case, I will let you feel what it means to feel that it is impossible to use force. In my eyes, everyone is no different from the target."

After saying that, Feng Buping stood the sword in front of his chest, and all the expressions on his face disappeared. After a blink of an eye, he became a vulgar and slutty.

For a moment, the entire arena became silent. On the contrary, the audience in the field was boiling at this time.

The fanatical fans even shouted: "Look, everyone, Feng Buping's sword spirit is about to appear, Qin Lang is in trouble this time."

"Yes, yes, I had the honor of seeing Feng Buping's sword spirit three years ago, and the big guy was not useful in front of him."

Voices of admiration came one after another, and no word they said was beneficial to Qin Lang.

As the sound became louder, the fox seemed to be affected by this trend. Although he believed in Qin Lang very much, everyone's words made him unable to firmly believe.

Until a black figure appeared behind him.

"Miss Fox, please don't worry. Brother Qin has his own way. Let's just wait quietly."

The fox turned around in the direction of the sound.

Immediately afterwards, what appeared in his eyes was a black monster running in black.

As a sorcerer, this person is best at seeking good fortune and avoiding evil. With him, the fox and Hongye can also feel much more at ease.

In this way, the three of them sat together quietly, and their eyes fell on Qin Lang, hoping that he would survive in a desperate situation.

Qin Lang's transformed giant kept waving his arms, and under his influence, cracks appeared on the ring.

On the other hand, the afterimages he created were wiped out by Qin Lang in the confrontation just now, and now only one of the original bodies is left.

Without the interference of other afterimages, Qin Lang could finally concentrate and complete a fatal blow to this guy.

I saw him lifting up high, and the area around him rose rapidly, and finally wrapped around the long sword.

In an instant, a blood light soared into the sky directly passed through the barriers on the ring.

It is not difficult to see that this move should be Qin Lang's unique skill that he has to do.

On the high platform, after Xueer and Zhang Tiancheng saw this scene, the expressions on their faces also changed.

At this moment, Qin Lang's strength has reached the 6th stage of the Fantasy Cloud Heaven level, and even with the blessing of the domain, his strength can be further improved.

Such achievements can be achieved in just one night of preparation. It seems that Xueer’s previous judgment is indeed correct. Qin Lang is definitely a guy who can surprise people.

But... just as Xue'er was pondering, she pressed the red blood light and slashed directly at Feng Buping.

The low voice of the medical department also appeared from Qin Lang's mouth.

"Shura Blood God Slash."

Faced with such an attack, Feng Buping not only wasn't nervous but also laughed wildly.

It seems that I don't look at Qin Lang at all.

And just as the blood light was about to fall on him, the guy actually inserted his sword directly to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a blue-blue light quickly wrapped his body and finally turned into feathers one by one.

These feathers are connected to each other. When the transformation stage is completed, a pair of huge blue-blue wings blocked Qin Lang's Shura Blood God Battle.

"Bang" the entire ring was instantly sunken by three inches.

The strong wind stumbled the referee far away from the watchtower.

In response to this, the referee couldn't help but complain: "Young Master Feng is indeed awesome."

Like the referee, all the audience's emotions became passionate when they saw the wings behind Feng Buping.

Soon, a legendary name sounded in everyone's mouth.

"The Wind God Wings finally appeared, and we can see the Wind God's battle again."

Yes, Feng Buping’s sword spirit is called Feng Shen.

From his name you can feel that this thing is powerful.

When he did not fall into a sword spirit, the Wind God was definitely an extremely powerful existence in the world, and his own strength was at least above the Dao Cultivation level.

Nowadays, Feng Buping’s sword spirit is the incomplete soul of Feng Shen, and this sword spirit is very different from Alissa.

He does not have subjective consciousness, but even so, the power of Fengshen is undeniable.

If compared with Alisa and him, the difference between them is simply a huge difference.

After all, the vampire royal bloodline in Alisa's body has not awakened, and now he is just a very ordinary member of the vampire clan.

Compared with Feng Shen’s broken soul, she is indeed much inferior.

After taking Qin Lang's full-strength attack, Feng Buping felt the cheers of the audience. Then he slowly raised his head and looked at Qin Lang with cold eyes.

"I'll take your attack, and next, it's my turn."

While speaking, Feng Buping wrapped his palms around his chest.
Chapter completed!