God-level Grandmaster of Martial Arts

However, it is different now. He is Wang Feng's subordinate, and everything obeys Wang Feng's orders.

At this time, Sheng Qi didn't care about this at all. No matter whether Yan Lu retained his strength or not, the final winner was him.

"In the sword competition, the focus is on the results. Judging from the current results, it is obvious that winning seven is even better!"

Li Si respectfully bowed to Fusu and said.

This is a result that is obvious to all. Although Yan Lu retains his strength, as Li Si said, the focus of the sword competition is the result, and the result will not be changed because the opponent retains the strength.

Therefore, in this battle, Shengqi won.

Chapter 471 Wang Feng finally shot

Fusu nodded lightly and said lightly, "Both of them are first-class masters, and they are indistinguishable. It's really eye-opening."

"However, at the time of life and death, it is possible to reach the point. In this sense, it is even better than winning seven."

As soon as Fusu said this, he agreed with Li Si's point of view.

When Fu Nian heard the words, he saluted with both hands, and said, "Young master's comment is fair and well-founded, and the little sage is convinced."

Yan Lu also saluted, and slowly returned to his position.

The second match ended with the Empire winning.

Li Si looked at the crowd, stood up and said: "The first two empires and Xiaoshengxianzhuang have won one each, and then there will be a third match to decide the winner. I wonder who Xiaoshengxianzhuang will play?"

"I remember that the young master said before that I hope to see Mr. Xiaoyao appear in this discussion. Mr. Xiaoyao has not played in the first two games, so he must be playing in this third game, right?"

As soon as Li Si finished speaking, Zhao Gao, who was beside him, opened his mouth. He looked at Wang Feng with a dark eye, and the corner of his mouth showed a sinister taste.

Everyone was shocked when they heard the words, especially the disciples of Xiaoshengxianzhuang, whose faces became ugly.

This third match was a battle to decide the outcome. Although there were many experts in the empire, such as Zhao Gao, Duke Chu Nan and others, everyone knew that this last match would definitely be the strongest.

Zhao Gao, as the commander of the CRRC government, has a high position and authority, so naturally he will not let go of his posture, and Chu Nangong will not appear in the game because of his advanced age.

Then in this last game, the person who appeared must be Master Xiaomeng. Isn't Fusu invited Master Xiaomeng to deal with Fu Nian?

In this last tiebreaker, everyone guessed that Fu Nian would appear, and the duel between the two master-level masters was evenly matched.

However, no one expected that Zhao Gao would block Fu Nian's chances of appearing first.

"Oh, Mr. Xiaoyao came on stage to fight against Master Xiaomeng. It seems that someone is going to be unlucky today."

Gongsun Linglong had a long history of resentment towards Wang Feng. Back then, in Xiaoshengxianzhuang, Wang Feng broke the Gongsun family's white horse and not a horse in front of everyone, which made her lose face.

Now hearing Zhao Gao's words, Gongsun Linglong's face suddenly showed a smile, but this smile was a schadenfreude no matter how you look at it.

"The CRRC government order said it well, but I don't know what Mr. Fu Nian thinks?" Li Si smiled and turned to look at Fu Nian.

This third game is about the face of the empire. Although Li Si used to be a member of Xiaoshengxianzhuang, before the big situation, he undoubtedly chose the empire.

As soon as Zhao Gao made that suggestion, Li Si also took advantage of the situation and pushed it.

As for the empire, Fusu did not speak, and Master Xiaomeng and Duke Chu Nan did not speak either. Everyone had different ideas and wanted to see how Xiaoshengxianzhuang chose.

Fu Nian stood up and said, "Since the lord of the CRRC Mansion has said it, then Fu Nian naturally has no opinion, Xiaoyao, you will represent Xiaoshengxianzhuang in this battle."

Hearing this, Wang Feng also stood up and said, "Yes, Sect Master."

Wang Feng's title is different from that of other disciples. In the entire Xiaoshengxian Village, almost all the disciples call the three Confucian masters as their masters, but he is called the headmaster. Except for a few people, no one knows this detail. Noticed.

Seeing this man named Xiaoyao stand up from his seat, the Confucian disciples were a little worried. Although they had seen his discrimination and kung fu at the Little Sages Village, everyone did not know how strong he was.

Especially in this third scene, it was Master Xiaomeng who was facing him. In terms of kung fu, he would definitely lose. I really don't know why Master Master let Xiaoyao participate.

Wang Feng doesn't care what other people think. He is a self-centered person. No matter how much other people think, it has nothing to do with him.

"Master Xiaomeng, let me take on this fight." Wang Feng put his hands on his back and looked at Xiaomeng with a faint smile on his face.

Facing Xiao Meng, a girl with a dreamy and legendary halo, Wang Feng was not nervous at all. He had experienced too many battles.

Top experts such as Qin Shi Huang Ying Zheng and Dong Huang Taiyi have never been afraid of half a point, and they can still take advantage of them. In this world, there is almost no second one.

However, in the eyes of those who do not know his identity, his confidence is undoubtedly courting death!

"It really doesn't matter if you don't know. In the face of a top powerhouse like Xiaomeng, even if it is me, it may not be his opponent. Where does this person named Xiaoyao come from?" Zhao Gao shook his head in his heart, thinking lightly. .

"It seems that Fu Nian has given up on this competition. In the third match, Master Xiaomeng took the shot, and the victory is in hand!" Li Si's thoughts coincided with Zhao Gao's.

The ending seems to have been decided, and even Fu Nian himself is a little worried.

After all, Fu Nian didn't know Xiaoyao's true identity.

In the presence, only two people were full of confidence in Wang Feng.

One is Zhang Liang, and the other is Duke Nangong.

Both of them are people who know Wang Feng's true identity and know his strength very well. With him in action, this seemingly most suspenseful third match is the real highlight.

"It seems that the good show is about to start. Young Master Fusu wants to use Master Xiaomeng's hand to press Xiaoshengxianzhuang, but he doesn't know that Wang Feng's appearance may change everything. This competition is really exciting. "

Chu Nangong thought to himself, a strange light flashed in the eyes covered by the long eyebrows.

Everyone's eyes focused on Master Xiaomeng, waiting for her to shoot.

Master Xiaomeng slowly stood up from his seat, his cold eyes did not change in the slightest, after a long time, his lips lightly opened, and he said coldly: "The avenue is ruthless, the elephant is invisible, no matter who Xiaoshengxianzhuang challenges, I will It doesn't matter."

This sentence represents the unparalleled confidence of Tianzong Xiaomeng!

Her cultivation is unfathomable, and has already surpassed his senior brother Chi Songzi. After ten years of retreat, no one knows how far she has reached.

This time, it will be time for Tianzong Xiaomeng to show his supreme cultivation.

Hearing this, Wang Feng nodded lightly and said, "Okay, it's an honor to be able to fight with Master Tianzong Xiaomeng, but this place is too small, we might as well go outside."

"As you choose."

As soon as Master Xiaomeng's voice fell, the whole person turned into a fog again, his figure flashed, three steps flashed, and he left quickly.

Dust with the light!

This represents Tianzong's strongest light power, which has been practiced to a consummate level in the hands of Master Xiaomeng.

"Come on, let's go out and have a look."

Xiaomeng left, and Wang Feng also followed. Fusu stood up from his seat and walked outside.

Young Master Fusu was very curious about the outcome of this battle.

Chapter 472 Wang Feng vs Master Xiaomeng

Under the leadership of Fusu, everyone walked towards the door.

This battle is not only to decide the outcome of the third sword argument, but also an eye-opening battle.

It is very rare to be fortunate enough to witness the stunt of Master Xiaomeng.

When everyone came outside, they found that Master Xiaomeng and Wang Feng were already standing on a bridge outside. Below was a small artificial lake. The lake was calm, and there was not even a trace of waves.

Master Xiaomeng stood quietly with Qiu Li sword in hand. In her opinion, there was no suspense in this competition, it was just a difference of opponents.

At her level, ordinary opponents don't look down on it, and the reason why she chose to shoot this time is nothing more than a little curiosity about Wang Feng.

This person seems to be just a simple disciple of Xiaoxianzhuang, but Xiaomeng doesn't think so.

Let's not talk about the strength of the other party, just in terms of identity, Fu Nian will not let a junior fight against him.

Hundreds of schools of thought are very particular about seniority, especially Confucianism with complicated rules. Let a younger disciple compete with the head of Taoism Tianzong unless Fu Nian is crazy.

Based on this, Xiaomeng became curious about this person named Xiaoyao, so she agreed to take action.

"Take out your sword, otherwise you won't even have a chance to shoot."

Xiaomeng's red lips parted lightly and said coldly.

No one can face her without a sword, that's not self-confidence, it's courting death.

Even Fu Nian would not dare to do so.

Speaking of swords, Wang Feng thought that he really didn't have a sword that he could take out. Whether it was a black iron epee or Momei, as soon as it appeared, his identity would be revealed immediately.

At that time, it was not a competition, but a siege.

Thinking of this, Wang Feng turned to look at Zhang Liang and said, "Brother Zifang, lend me your Lingxu, I forgot to bring my saber."

Xiaomeng's sword Qiu Li was ranked ninth in the famous sword book, and Ling Xu was ranked tenth. The power of the two was evenly matched.

Originally, as long as Wang Feng spoke, he could borrow a more powerful Tai Ah from Fu Nian, but Wang Feng did not do so.

A swordsman, without a sword in his hand, is king with a sword in his heart. The function of a sword is not that important to Wang Feng.

Zhang Liang understood and sent Ling Xu to Wang Feng.

Wang Feng tipped the Lingxu sword with his hand, feeling the weight of Lingxu, the sharpness in the sword, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Master Xiaomeng, let's start."

Wang Feng smiled boldly, facing Xiaomeng, holding Ling Xu in his backhand, standing upright.

By now, everyone's eyes widened, wanting to see the demeanor of the two of them.

choke!

Xiaomeng was not polite, Qiu Li in his hand shot out impressively, a sword came out, the wind and clouds moved together, and an invisible ripple surged in the air, and I don't know when, the wind picked up.

The lake swayed gently with the wind.

At this moment, two huge water droplets rose up from the surface of the lake, one on the left and the other on the right beside Xiaomeng.

Bang!

Qiu Li swung fiercely in Xiaomeng's hand, and the cyan brilliance flickered on the sword. After a stroke of cyan infuriating energy, the two water droplets were divided into two, four, and eight...

Hundreds of small water droplets appeared in the air, and as the sword was swung out, hundreds of small water droplets flew towards Wang Feng!

chi chi chi...

The air was filled with the sound of water droplets moving rapidly, and everyone was shocked when they saw this!

"This...is this the strength of Master Xiaomeng? He can actually control so many water droplets!"

"It's amazing, with such a method, can Mr. Xiaoyao really be able to follow?"

"It's over, it's over, no matter how strong Mr. Xiaoyao is, I'm afraid it will be difficult to resist Master Xiaomeng's methods. Such a terrifying energy cannot be resisted at all!"

The disciples of Xiaoshengxianzhuang turned pale when they saw Xiaomeng's shot. It was really impossible to resist such a magical means. They seemed to have seen Mr. Xiaoyao being pierced by those hundreds of water droplets. scene.

"Wanchuan Autumn Water?"

"Being able to control the water flow in the lake to freely change hundreds of water droplets from a distance of several meters, this Xiaomeng's strength is truly unparalleled!"

"The most terrifying thing is that she can divide her internal force into hundreds of strands and control hundreds of water droplets at the same time!"

"No, in addition to looking through the autumn waters, there is still water in the heart!"

"It is also the supreme mind of Taoism. It is completely opposite to Wangchuan Qiushui, but Xiaomeng can actually combine two completely opposite minds into one and display them at the same time. It's really amazing!"

"With such a cultivation, Xiaomeng's strength can be regarded as the first person in the Taoist Tianzong."

On the side, Chu Nangong said in surprise when he saw this scene.

"Nangong, is this woman really that strong? After seeing you blow her for a long time, I really want to see her defeat the **** Xiaoyao. It's better to kill him!"

Gongsun Linglong said viciously, looking at Wang Feng with a pair of resentful eyes, cursing in his heart.

Whoa!

Everyone has not recovered from the shock just now, only to see that the small water droplets in the sky have changed in the next moment, turning into hundreds of sword shapes!

The sword with its handle turned into water shot at Wang Feng at a rapid rate, extremely fierce!

Seeing this, Wang Feng smiled lightly, "Using hydration, Master Xiaomeng is a good way, let's see how my move works!"

After all, the Lingxu sword in Wang Feng's hand was pulled out violently, and the ethereal Lingxu sword rotated continuously in the air, turning into sword shadows, thousands of sword shadows, completely covering half of the void.

Ding Ding Ding!

The water sword formed by the water droplets in the sky collided with the dancing sword shadow of the Ling Xu sword in Wang Feng's hand, and miraculously turned into water droplets again.

That drop of water was just set on Ling Xu's sword tip, and it didn't mean to shatter at all.