"What a powerful blood!" 6 Feng exclaimed, and then a long halberd with silver light appeared. It was the Silver Sphur of Hundred Battles he seized from Wei Aoshi's hand and a high-level spirit-level weapon.

"Wuji style, swords lead mountains and rivers!" A slow and domineering voice sounded. The 6 Feng Yin Ji waved, making a loud noise. The body of the halberd slapped into the void, causing bursts of explosions, and the world seemed to be about to explode.

"Go!" With a loud shout, countless sword lights flew, cutting through the void and directly covering the blood domain.

Two attacks with extremely large ranges met and collided together, and the entire battle stand was shrouded, and the audience stood up nervously.

Rumble...

There were endless explosions, countless sword energy and blood energy entangled, hitting the defense cover of the battle platform, making a bang, and the inside was filled with extremely violent power.

After about two minutes, the energy storm gradually subsided and I could see clearly what was happening inside.

I saw 6 Feng stand proudly, a layer of source air shield around me shining with strange light, flowing like water waves, and all the storms were separated in front of him, not even affected at all.

On the other side of him, the young man who was extremely powerful just now knelt on one knee, his body covered with tiny sword marks, and blood overflowed from the wound and stained the ground.

The result is obvious that 6 Feng almost won with a full-scale attitude.

"You lost!" Put away the silver halberd, waved 6 Feng Dashes, lifted up the young man, and said lightly.

"I'm not your opponent, I'm convinced!" The young man looked listless and extremely weak, but he still raised his chest and looked straight at Liu Feng.

"But I will definitely work harder, one day, I will definitely defeat you!" The young man looked at 6 Fengs with fighting spirit, not losing.

"Okay, I'll wait!" 6 Feng Qing said, giving him enough respect. This young man has a good heart and will definitely be a strong man in the future. However, compared with 6 Feng, it may be much worse.

"Win the 24th win, will you fight again?" The referee came on the court, and the 34th young man retreated from here and went back to heal his wounds.

"Fight again!" 6 Feng's voice was sonorous and powerful, like a god of war, and he had never lost on this battle stage.

"Another ever-winning general is about to appear. I still remember when Li Huo appeared here,

Hundreds of thousands of people were cheering for him, and this young man would probably be the next Lihuo!"

An old man stroked his beard with his hand and said in anticipation. Looking at the 6 Fengs, it seemed like he was back to that time. Seeing another ever-winning general rising here, it was awe-inspiring!

"Okay, next game, No. 24 vs. No. 36!" The referee announced, and then left. A young man wearing a green robe and a black mole on his face jumped onto the battlefield.

Without too many words, the young man attacked fiercely as soon as he came up. He must have thought that the 6 Feng battle was too expensive and wanted to take the opportunity to win.

However, a person who fights ten games on weekdays is only one game today, so how can he consume too much?

Seeing that the opponent was so strong, Liu Feng was not willing to be outdone. He directly took out the broad sword, stimulated the king's pressure, slashed out with one sword, and directly slashed the opponent away.

Seeing that he was about to smash the battle platform, a cold light flashed in Liu Feng's eyes, and his figure disappeared in place. When he appeared again, he was already on the edge of the battle platform.

"Leave something and go!" Kuanjian patted him horizontally, and the general trend like a mountain was launched, hitting the young man violently, smashing him back.

With a wicked smile, the wind jumped up and flew down in a spiral shape from the air. The wide sword danced, and the sword lights were drawn out and covered the other side.

The young man was so regretful that he hated himself for being so impulsive that he ran up.

"It's too weak!" said a light sentence, and 6 Feng flipped his body in the air and slashed with a sword, as if coming from the dome and running through the heaven and earth.

The sword light instantly slashed the young man's chest, knocked him away, rubbed all the way on the battle stage until the edge did not stop.

It didn't use much power, and 6 Feng just knocked him away and did not take his life.

He pulled his sword and walked towards the other party. Liu Feng looked at him condescendingly and said, "You wanted to kill me just now?"

"No...no, I don't!" The young man said in a very unclear voice, and his voice was defending him.

"I won't kill you, but you have to be clear that when you want to kill someone, you must first prepare for the fate of being killed!"

A source of energy was fired, and 6 winds shook the young man off the battlefield. A black light was taken away by him. It was the young man's storage ring.

"Win the 24th win, will you fight again?"

The referee announced.

"war!"

"The next game, No. 24 vs. No. 37!"

Buzz!

The gong sounded, and the last young man came to the opposite side of 6 Feng and watched two consecutive games. He had a rough understanding of 6 Feng's strength.

"Qianxi Town, Meng Wei, please give me advice!" The young man bowed and expressed his respect for 6 Fengs.

"Zhao Yun, please!" 6 Feng returned the favor, without too much arrogance, and reciprocates.

laugh……

The sword was unsheathed and roared. The sword in the young man's hand looked extremely extraordinary. It was engraved with ancient patterns and ancient carved phoenix pendant.

With the mental power being protruded, 6 Feng can roughly determine the runes used when refining this sword.

After counting carefully, there were no less than twenty kinds of them, and they sensed their power. 6 Feng Xing was a half-step king-level weapon, which was not much worse than his broad sword.

It must be the inheritance of the other party's family or the adventure of its own. Six Feng speculated that such an ancient weapon should be very old and could not have been refined recently.

"Sword dances with the breeze!" The young man moved slightly, and took strange steps, dancing the long sword in his hand, giving people the feeling as if a breeze blows by, cool and comfortable, very gentle.

"Good sword technique!" 6 Feng couldn't help but praise. Such sword technique, not to mention its power, just this artistic conception is already extraordinary.

"Your swordsmanship is much better than mine!" The young man smiled casually, as gentle as the wind, as if he was not fighting, but as if two friends were chatting.

"My sword technique is still not as good as it is, but I can only use some power, but I have never understood the artistic conception!" 6 Feng smiled, revealing a hint of ashamed. The power of Wuji sword technique is beyond doubt, but it is so difficult to master it.

"It's not entirely true. At your age, you have so many strengths that I can have. I'm just having some knowledge of swordsmanship!" The young man said modestly, not impatient or impatient, and has a calm personality.

"Then I have to ask for advice, and I will give you advice to my brother!" 6 Feng took out the broad sword and finally met a master of swordsmanship. He must learn from it and learn from it to make up for his own shortcomings.

"Where is where? Just learn from each other, please accept it!"
Chapter completed!