Peerless Martial Soul

He nodded slightly: "Okay!"

Su Shaoyou smiled gently: "Then I'll come first!"

He used a sword, a heavy sword, which was as long as a person and a foot wide. It was as big and heavy as a door panel. Chen Feng estimated that it weighed at least two hundred kilograms.

He looked delicate and delicate, but his swordsmanship was extremely fierce and explosive. It was not like swordsmanship, but more like hammer and axe. With one swing of his big sword, he chopped down Chen Feng on the head, like a mountain splitting apart. Same, the momentum is extremely fierce!

Chen Feng laughed: "Well done!"

The Fudo Ming King's Seal was smashed out heavily, and after a huge clang of gold and iron, Chen Feng stood still. Su Shaoyou's sword was swung away, and he took a step back, causing the tiger's mouth to bleed.

He smiled heartily: "Come again!"

"Come again, come again!" Chen Feng said with a smile.

After the impact of the move just now, he estimated that Su Shaoyou's strength was about 5,000 kilograms, which was equivalent to the acquired seventh level, and the strength of ten tigers.

But compared to him, it's still far behind.

Su Shaoyou slashed with his sword again, and Chen Feng condensed the Immovable King's Seal to repel him again.

In this way, the two of them slashed with seven swords and struck seven palms. After one move against each other, Su Shaoyou took a step back. After seven moves, he was already pushed to the edge of the ring.

Chen Feng was so excited that he laughed loudly: "The eighth move!"

After the collision of the eighth move, Su Shaoyou seemed to have exhausted all his strength. The big sword flew out directly from his hand, with the middle door wide open and no time to dodge.

Chen Feng came to him easily and slapped his chest with a palm.

Originally, Chen Feng's offensive was powerful and heavy, but with a change of heart, he stopped his strength and gave it a gentle push, preparing to push Su Shaoyou off the ring.

But at this moment, Su Shaoyou's eyes flashed with deep-seated malice.

He played a yellow jade card.

This jade sign looked ordinary, but it gave Chen Feng an extremely dangerous feeling, and he quickly retreated.

But it was too late.

With a loud "boom", the jade plaque exploded and turned into a fireball the size of a house.

And Chen Feng was right in the center of the explosion.

He was hit by the fireball, flew out hard, and hit the ring. His whole body was charred and black, motionless, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

There was a huge exclamation from the crowd, and someone shouted: "It's a talisman. It's actually a talisman!"

There are many professions in the Dragon Vein Continent. Among the warriors, there is a group of people who specialize in refining talisman weapons, called Talisman Refiners.

According to different levels of Talisman Refiners, the power of the Talisman refining tools is also different.

The power of Su Shaoyou's talisman is equivalent to a full-strength strike from the ninth level of the day after tomorrow. The power reaches 20,000 kilograms, which is very terrifying!

Su Shaoyou let out an extremely arrogant laugh. The gentleness on his face disappeared, and his face became distorted due to excitement.

He walked up to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng's body was scorched black, with green smoke rising from his body. The skin on his body was burst and blood was oozing out. A huge hole was opened in his thigh, and his right thigh was almost broken off.

He was motionless and looked dead.

Han Cong said in shock and anger: "Despicable, you actually use a talisman?"

"Why can't I use talismans?"

Su Shaoyou laughed wildly and shouted arrogantly: "In the sect competition, no one stipulates that talismans cannot be used! As long as you have the ability to get talismans, you can also use them! Hahahaha!"

It is true that talismans can be used in the sect competition, but Su Shaoyou's victory is indeed extremely contemptible.

Many people in the audience looked at it with disdain in their hearts. They did not dare to show it and could only deal with it silently.

Many people sympathize with Chen Feng.

Zhao Ruoxi was extremely happy, with a smile on her face, and said loudly: "Master Nephew Su, good job!"

He said proudly to Han Cong: "Let me tell you, Yan Qingyu's apprentice will definitely die here today."

He shouted to Su Shaoyou: "That loser is still alive. Master Su's nephew, I understand him with one sword."

Su Shaoyou stepped on Chen Feng's face and watched the handsome face deform under his feet. He felt extremely happy and laughed wildly.

"I bought this piece of talisman paper from an auction three years ago at a high price! Do you know how much it cost me? Let me tell you, it's a total of five hundred yuan of middle-grade spiritual stones!"

"I originally kept this to save my life! Who would have thought that it would be wasted on you!"

His face was full of resentment: "You bitch, you waste, I wasted a piece of talisman paper. Who do you think you are? A hundred of you are not worth as much as this talisman paper!"

As he said that, he was about to crush Chen Feng's head with his feet.

"No!" Han Cong shouted, trying to jump out of the stands to save him.

"Still want to save people? Dreaming!" Zhao Ruoxi screamed wildly and blasted out with a palm, forcing Han Cong to save himself.

The referee sneered on the side and didn't care at all.

At this moment, Chen Feng's eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes were filled with light.

A huge golden handprint the size of a round table appeared out of thin air and struck Su Shaoyou heavily.

Su Shaoyou screamed, vomited blood and fell onto the ring.

Chen Feng showed no mercy, jumped up, chased after him, and blasted out with another big hand seal.