Chapter 37 Black Stick Out

This breath is far stronger than what Duan Peng showed before. Obviously, he concealed his strength in the previous game.

"Brother Duan Peng's strength is so strong?" Under the ring, countless disciples felt the powerful breath emitted from Duan Peng in the ring, and their faces changed sharply.

In front of this breath, they can't even raise a little resistance. Suddenly, everyone understood that they underestimated the old Jindan period practitioners in the first 20 years ago.

"This piece of Peng is really deep hidden!" Xiao Jian's face has also become extremely solemn. If Duan Peng was only able to fight with him before, then even he should be afraid of the strength that Duan Peng has realized now.

"It seems that Peng and Qin Bing had some kind of enmity before." Lan Xin frowned slightly and muttered.

Hearing this, Xiao Jian's face couldn't help but change slightly, and he immediately understood that since Qin Bing did not show too strong strength, Duan Peng should continue to hide his strength. But at this moment, he completely showed his strength and let everyone see it thoroughly. You should know that there are two powerful opponents, the flute sword and Lan Xin. Unless Duan Peng is stupid, he will not do such an unwise thing at all, but Duan Peng did. The only explanation is what kind of feud he had with Qin Bing before and wanted to solve it on this ring!

"However, during this period of Peng's retreat for decades, Qin Bing is just a disciple who has only been a sect for five years. What will there be a grudge between them?" There was a little doubt in the sound of the flute sword.

During the period when Qin Bing entered Tianjianmen, Duan Peng was still in retreat. It is reasonable that there could be no resentment between the two sides.

"As for why, I'm afraid only they themselves know." Lan Xin shook her head. Although the game in the ring is strictly forbidden to fight, Qin Bing's current combat strength is not much weaker than Duan Peng. Even if Duan Peng really used his killing moves, no one else can say anything.

North Xuanfeng area.

Wu Jie looked at the battle on the field and looked happy. Originally, he didn't have much hope of asking Duan Peng to take action. After all, this game was completely immediate, and it was unlikely that the two sides would encounter. Unexpectedly, at the end of the game, the two sides encountered each other. It seemed that God was helping Wu Jie.

"I don't think you are arrogant this time!" Wu Jie looked at Qin Bing on the field with resentment and thought of it with hatred.

"What a strong breath!" Feeling the powerful breath of Duan Peng, Qin Bing's face also became extremely ugly.

"If you want to beat me, it depends on whether you have this ability!" A trace of madness flashed in Qin Bing's eyes, and the next moment, his breath suddenly became stronger.

"The sword fights, the sword is the universe!" The long sword in Duan Peng's hand trembled, and a horrible breath suddenly condensed in his hand. The next moment, the extremely horrible sword light shot out of his hand in an instant.

"Sure enough... he really understood this move!" Xiao Jian's face was extremely solemn. As a kendo genius, he naturally understood how terrible the power of this move was.

You should know that even he is barely able to use this move at this moment. I didn't expect Duan Peng to be able to use it.

"However, how on earth did this guy improve his sword spirit? You should know that the most basic requirement for this move is also to achieve the great achievement of everything as a sword. Duan Peng's artistic conception has not reached this level!" Xiaojian frowned. The sword realm shown by Duan Peng in the previous battle was just a small level for the sword, which was not enough to support him to use this move.

"There must be some adventures!" Lan Xin said lightly.

In practitioners, all kinds of treasures are as many as cattle. Not to mention improving the elixir treasures already made by practitioners in a short time, even if the strength of practitioners suddenly soar to a level, it is completely possible to speed several times faster. This is the cultivation world with infinite possibilities.

The horrible sword light locked Qin Bing in an instant, and the next moment a terrible confinement force firmly blocked Qin Bing. In front of this sword, it seemed that the world had lost its color. In front of it, Qin Bing had no way to dodge at all.

"Isn't this Peng's move a little too much!" On the high platform, Qin Bing couldn't help frowning at the battle in the ring.

Duan Peng's move, even the flute sword is impossible to follow easily, not to mention Qin Bing after a long battle.

"I don't think so. Qin Bing performed extremely prominently in the previous battle. Who knows if he still has a card? At this time, naturally, he can't relax at all." Wu Xuan said lightly that he was naturally on Duan Peng's side.

Lan Yu frowned slightly and said, "What Wu Xuan said is reasonable. It's really impossible to make a judgment at this time!"

Hearing Lan Yu's words, Qin Tian had to nod helplessly. He also understood that Qin Bing's previous performance was indeed a little good. At this time, no one knew whether he had spare power. What's more, he had not admitted defeat, and it was naturally difficult for the elders and others to intervene.

"Search the soul finger, point to destroy the world!" Zhenyuan in Qin Bing's body poured into his arm crazily, and the next moment, a milky white light spot with a sense of terror shot out. Before that, the extraterritorial demon shadow in front of him had already rushed to the shot sword light.

"Boom~"

A terrible loud noise, and the sword awn pierced fiercely on the virtual shadow of the extraterritorial demon. The extraterritorial demon was smashed in an instant, and even a scream was too late to send out. However, the sword light that shattered the extraterritorial demon did not weaken at all and shot at Qin Bing again.

"Boom~" milky light hit the sword light and was broken through in an instant. The next moment, the sword light stabbed Qin Bing fiercely.

Boom~

On the ring, a terrible explosion came, and the powerful smoke from the sky filled the whole ring in an instant, making people unable to see what was happening inside.

"Big brother~" looked at Qin Bing, who was hit by the sword on the ring, and Xiao Bai couldn't help exclaiming. Although Qin Bing's body is stronger than ordinary practitioners, it is far less powerful enough to pay attention to such an attack.

"Qin Bing..." Ao Feng and others' faces also became extremely ugly. Although they knew that Qin Bing was against Duan Peng as early as they learned that Qin Bing was likely to lose in this battle, but if Qin Bing died because of this, it was something they would never want to see.

Yang Qi's face also became extremely ugly. Yesterday, he talked to Qin Bing in person and chose to give up when he was defeated. Unexpectedly, such a scene appeared today.

"This is a big trouble!" Looking at the explosion on the ring, Xiao Jian's face also became extremely difficult to look. Compared with the disciples who can enter the top 20, it is the hope for the future of a sect. The mainstay of Yifeng's disciples in the future, any casualties are what Wufeng does not want to see.

The reason why the relationship between Bei Xuanfeng and Nan Xuanfeng is so bad is that in a big comparison, two disciples with personal resentment fought on the big comparison, which eventually led to a death and a ruined ending.

"Is this scene going to be repeated today?" Xiao Jian's eyes looked at the owner of the five peaks on the high platform.

Seeing the top of the ring, Qin Tian's face was extremely ugly. He gave a cold look at Wu Xuan and said, "Wu Xuan, this time it's a little too much!"

Wu Xuan's face is also not very good-looking. Duan Peng's fierce action is also quite unexpected. You should know that although there are countless battles between Bei Xuanfeng and Nan Xuanfeng's disciples, as the owner of the two peaks, he has always avoided casualties. Such a struggle also plays a significant role in improving the strength of the disciples of Liangfeng, so the two also turned a blind eye to the private struggle of the disciples of Liangfeng. As long as there is no tragedy at the beginning.

"Qin Bing's breath has not disappeared. He should not have..." Wu Xuan knew that he was wrong and couldn't help saying.

"Hum~" Qin Tian snorted coldly. Naturally, he knew that Qin Bing was not dead, otherwise he would not have such a theory and rushed out long ago.

"Since Qin Bing hasn't fallen yet, let's see what's going on first." Lan Yu played the round road.

With that, everyone couldn't help looking at the ring again. At this time, the smoke and dust on the ring also began to slowly dissipate. In front of Duan Peng, a long sword mark stood. Unlike the previous battle marks, this time the sword mark was extremely clear, and there was no gravel at the sword mark. And at the end of the sword mark, a figure also became clear in everyone's sight.

"This..." Looking at the blue shirt figure on the ring, countless disciples couldn't help staring at their pockets.

There was no situation on the ring that everyone guessed. The blue-shirted teenager's posture was still the same, and the previous horrible sword light did not seem to hurt him. However, what is slightly different is that there is one more thing in the hands of the young man in green at this moment. A black iron bar, on which a strong and ancient breath flowed slowly.