Chapter 4 Fierce Battle for a Long Regret

"Bickering, let's go!"

Under the deacon's order, Nie Feng and Chang Hetian suddenly moved at the same time. In an instant, they burst out an amazing speed. Ordinary disciples and servants could not find their traces at all.

And the deacon who paid attention to the battle couldn't help frowning.

Both of them are very strong!

Bum!

Almost in an instant, Nie Feng contained the fist power of the Black Water God Fist, and the huge sword spirit split by the big sword of the long hate sky, bombarded together, making the whole surrounding air break like waves.

"Good!"

Nie Feng shouted in a low voice, his body swirled, and his footsteps kicked, and shot away like an arrow to the sky. In the flying shot, Nie Feng's fist, with reckless strength and strength, squeezed the air and bombarded the sky.

Although Chang Hate Tian is blindfolded, his ability to listen to the sound and identify the position has been fascinated. He holds the hilt of the sword in both hands, instantly accumulates strength on the sword, and accurately hit Nie Fenglai.

Boom!

A sword awn with a width of ten meters, in the shape of a half moon, rushed to Nie Feng. This cut, murderous and powerful sword spirit, tore the air, making its roar extremely harsh.

The speed is so fast that almost no one can dodge.

In the face of this sword, Nie Feng's reaction is amazing. He saw his body swirling and his five fingers suddenly. He shouted in a low voice, "The Loess Aegis!" Before his voice fell, a yellow light gushed out of his palms.

With a bang, the yellow light turned into a huge and thick shield on all sides. At this moment, the sword light hit it violently. The sharpness of the sword seemed to be beyond Nie Feng's imagination. Almost in an instant, he smashed the first shield.

Then, the sword light that hates the sky destroys and decays, and directly shatters the four sides of the Aegis.

At this time, Nie Feng disappeared!

No!

It should be said that he is so fast that he can't be seen by the naked eye. At the same time, Chang Hate Tian's feet kicked, his ears kept shaking, his hands swaving the heavy sword, and clencing more than a dozen swords in the air.

Every sword inspires an unparalleled sword.

The whole ring is under the sweeping of the sword.

The whole sky was full of the sharp sound of swords.

However, Nie Feng always maintained ultra-high-speed movement, and his figure never appeared. However, there are continuous explosions in the air, which dissipates the sword of the long-hate sky.

The long hatred sky splits more than a hundred swords in a row. His forehead was already sweaty, and his movement finally slowed down.

As soon as he slowed down, Nie Feng suddenly ran out of the air in front of Chang Hate Tian. The black giant fist contained unparalleled power, like a black dragon, hitting Chang Hate Tian.

Boom...

Chang Hetian's calm face finally had a trace of surprise. He quickly turned the sword to resist Nie Feng's horrible fist. However, when the sword stood in front of Nie Feng, Nie Feng punched him up.

At this time, Nie Feng's fist emerged a deep array.

"Explosion!"

Nie Feng roared, and the black giant fist hit the sword fiercely. With unparalleled punching power, it actually broke the waist of the sword at the peerless treasure level with one punch.

Boom!

At that moment, the sword was shocked by the fist, and it suddenly turned into thousands of fragments, gorgeous and eye-catching.

However, Nie Feng's attack is not over!

With that punch, he broke in straight like a black dragon and hit the chest of the long hate sky fiercely. However, it is strange to say that his punch that was enough to shatter the unique treasure was just a punch that broke the hat of the sky.

In an instant, the strong muscles of hatred were exposed, and every hair exploded on the dark skin.

Boom!

Nie Feng's fist was still, and an unparalleled force, through the back of the long hatred, burst out, and unexpectedly directly hit the opposite ring, and punched the two people off the ring.

Suddenly, the audience under the stage calmed down one after another.

They stared at Nie Feng and were so surprised that they couldn't speak. The expressions of those who gloated before were even more wonderful, as if they had eaten shit.

At this time, Nie Feng turned his fist and turned his fist into a palm. He kindly patted Chang He Tian's chest twice and said to Chang He Tian, "Brother, your muscles are very good!"

After saying that, he took two steps back, as if he had done something irrelevant, clapped his hands and glanced down.

That look has the smell of staring at the world, which is convincing.

Chang Hate Tian, who was patted on the chest by him, grabbed the sword chain left in his hand, frowned, and said to Nie Feng, "Nie Feng, thank you for your mercy. I wrote it down!"

The way he spoke, the indescribable sincerity, made people know at a glance that it was a heartfelt word.

Sure enough, Nie Feng waved his hand and said casually, "Don't thank me. I just feel that you are a worthy person from your swordsmanship."

As soon as Nie Feng finished speaking, Chang Hian Tian suddenly removed the black scarf shrouded in his eyes, revealing a pair of red eyes, like wild wolves and demons. His eyes were like a sea of blood at a glance, which was very scary.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and they suddenly laughed.

They laughed for a moment, and Chang Hate Tian put a black scarf on his eyes and said to the deacon on the stage, "Your Excellency, I admit defeat!"

After saying that, the deacon still looked cold and announced to everyone, "Nive Fengsheng!"

After the deacon announced, Nie Feng first jumped off the ring. However, when he passed through the long hatred, he whispered, "I live in House No. 302, and we can learn from each other when we have time."

Then, Changyan Tian strode, like a meteorite, jumping off the 30-meter-high ring.

His huge body shook the earth violently when it landed.

Nie Feng defeated and went back, looked at Cheng Lingxiao and smiled, and stopped talking. However, he suddenly turned around and found that Xuan Yuezi threw his provocative and vicious eyes. Nie Feng snorted coldly at Xuan Yuezi, and his eyes exuded a murderous intent.

His murderous intention was emitted, but the temperature around him plummeted, which scared the people around him and took a step back one after another.

At this moment, he is like a god of killing, and no one dares to provoke him.

With Nie Feng's victory, the following games are also continuing. There are also several people's strength, which makes Nie Feng slightly appreciate, but most people can't fall into his eyes.

The number of people participating in the group competition is the smallest, so the process is the fastest. Cheng Lingxiao successfully entered the finals of the group by relying on the sun-shooting technique practiced in the secret place of the hidden pavilion.

At this moment, she stood on the stage, like a fairy. Coupled with her high fighting spirit, she added a bit of heroism and looked more charming.

Even the supreme prince in the sky stared at Cheng Lingxiao.

And Cheng Lingxiao's opponent is not a weak person, but also a beautiful woman.

She is plump, born with charming bones, and exudes fascinating charm all the time. She and Cheng Lingxiao have completely opposite charm.

She is completely a witch-like beauty, which makes every man want to take it for himself.

This person is the person who entered the Yin Pavilion mainland with Nie Feng and others, Xuanyuan Meiji from the Xuanyuan family. Rumor has it that as early as the outside world, she was the private favorite of her brother as the next head of the family.

It can be seen that even his own brother can't resist her charm.

Now, she enters the Yinge mainland and seems to have a relationship with a high-ranking prince, becoming the prince's private favorite, and gaining a lot of resources, so that she can stand out in a group of competitions.

Xuanyuan Meiji smiled charmingly and said to Cheng Lingxiao, who was clear and jade, "I have long heard that there is a talented disciple in Yaochi Holy Land. His origin is mysterious and his cultivation has progressed rapidly. At the first sight today, he is indeed one in a million."

Cheng Lingxiao is obviously not interested in Xuanyuan Meiji. He said coldly, "I've also heard of your romantic name for a long time. Don't say more nonsense. Let's see the real chapter!"

After she finished speaking, she stretched out her snow-white jade fingers and drew a circle in front of her. An unparalleled force gushed out of the circle, and the force instantly turned into a tungsten steel god arrow, with reverse teeth, which was extremely sharp.

Seeing that Xuanyuan Meiji didn't give face, her face darkened and said unhappily, "You don't have to talk about me. I heard that when you were in the chaotic realm, you first got together with the outstanding disciples of Xianzong, and then with the prodigal son in the chaotic realm. Your erotic history is no worse than me!"

As she spoke, a pair of jade hands kept tossed, and the shadows of her palms were flying. In an instant, she typed a Taiji pattern formed by the wooden attribute.

Between two people, but for a moment.

It was too late to say. At that time, Cheng Lingxiao had already hit it with an arrow. At the same time, the lotus step moved, and his body turned into six figures. Six figures are lifelike. At the same time, they transform into a divine bow and shoot arrows at Xuanyuan Meiji!

Shu...

In an instant, the rain of arrows flew on the ring.

And the Xuanyuan Meiji, obviously, is not a false name. With a Taiji cloud map in her hand, she changed a lot in her hand and turned into countless yin and yang fish. She bombarded with Cheng Lingxiao's long arrows, which was as loud as the battle between men.

At this time, Nie Feng stood in the square and couldn't take his eyes off the battle between Cheng Lingxiao and Xuanyuan Meiji. With his eyesight, he can naturally tell who is high and who is low at a glance. In terms of strength alone, he certainly understands that Xuanyuan Meiji is not Cheng Lingxiao's opponent.

However, from his eyes, he could see a trace of worry.

He seemed to sense that Xuanyuan Meiji had unpredictable means.

At this time, the second group of competition has entered the third round. The deacon on the ring shouted to the stage, "No. 87, Nie Feng vs. Xuan Yuezi."

Hearing this, Nie Feng immediately turned his attention away from Cheng Lingxiao's ring.

He said in his heart, "Ling Xiao, you must be careful!"

Then, Nie Feng took a long breath, turned around, turned into a shadow, and flew to the ring. In front of him, Xuan Yuezi was so busy that she stared at him without any fear.

Nie Feng stared at Xuan Yuezi and said murderously, "Whether it's God's arrangement or someone's intentional arrangement, Xuan Yuezi, you must die in my hands today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xuan Yuezi sneered and said to him, "Really? Today, it's not certain who will kill whom!"

"Well, come on!"