Violent Martial Soul System

Losing the ring of holding things is trivial, but cutting off both arms is the main thing.

Fortunately, this level of healing medicine has the effect of reconnecting broken arms. As long as the strong man's arms can be connected, everything is easy to say.

It's just that the strong man couldn't bear the humiliation, and when he was carried down, he still cursed Zhao Feng loudly.

"stupid guy."

Zhao Feng shook his head helplessly, then walked off the ring, and began to check the things he got from the strong man.

Some people who live on the edge of a knife have their own small coffers, and almost never carry good things with them.

Therefore, Zhao Feng didn't gain much this time, probably worth only 20,000 soul crystals.

This battle fell into everyone's eyes. Apart from the surprise of the audience, even the contestants were also surprised.

Even they couldn't see through Zhao Feng's method of cutting off the strong man's arms.

"What kind of martial art is that? It can control the nine-section sword to float in the air. If the nine-section sword is released at the same time, the head of the strong man will probably fall off."

"That long sword is also a ten-star sky blade, but now it seems that it should be a special weapon entrusted to a certain sky-rank craftsman. I am afraid that this person's identity is not ordinary."

"Let's not talk about that, the seven-star Wuzong defeated the nine-star Wuzong, if this person grows up, his fighting power will be extraordinary."

These contestants are all talking with each other, even though many of them have never seen each other before today.

Moreover, many of them had laughed at Zhao Feng just now, but now they all changed their tone.

According to the estimates of these people, Zhao Feng might already be able to fight the Nine Star Martial Ancestor, but it is absolutely impossible for him to win the first place.

Not only that, even the elder of Hai Lingzong on the ring felt something was wrong.

He felt that he seemed to have seen that long sword somewhere.

What Zhao Feng used just now was not the upgraded Dragon Slaying Sword, but the Wuji Sword that Zhao Yanhai left with Ling Wuxing.

"Next,

Nineteen vs. Twenty! "

The elder still shouted loudly and continued to the next game.

Zhao Feng noticed his gaze and immediately realized that his Wuji sword seemed to be exposed.

But it doesn't matter, after all, the young man who won the first place in the senior group in the morning has already left, who will pay attention to his weapons?

The competition is still going on.

There are thirty-six people in the senior group, exactly eighteen games.

That strong man's companion was No. 26, and his opponent happened to be an eight-star Wuzong martial artist. After the previous scene happened, he took his anger out on his opponent.

His opponent's hands and feet were all cut off, and he came alone, and there was no one to collect the body.

Hai Lingzong couldn't stand it anymore, and sent a disciple to help him heal, and he connected his hands and feet.

Round one, over.

Except for Zhao Feng, the Seven-Star Martial Ancestor, the other seventeen people were almost all Nine-Star Martial Ancestors.

However, these people didn't dare to be careless. If Zhao Feng commanded the Nine Cuts Sword and attacked with a long sword at the same time, even a master of the Nine Star Martial Sect might suffer a disadvantage.

In the first round, 18 people advanced. Next, Hai Lingzong let them rest for a while, to restore the original strength, to restore the original strength, and to treat the treatment.

During the ten minutes of rest, the man and the strong man also stared at Zhao Feng, as if they wanted to swallow him alive.

Zhao Feng also noticed the eyes of the two who seemed to be eating people, but he didn't bother to pay attention to it, and just sat there quietly with his eyes closed.

Ten minutes later, the second round began.

This time it was the same, the referee drew lots.

Zhao Feng was still sitting there, waiting quietly, until he was drawn.

Many people were injured in the first round, but the second round of battle was still very fierce.

This time, Zhao Feng was drawn for the third time.

"No. 18, No. 26!"

When the white-haired elder of Hai Lingzong read these two numbers, everyone's eyes lit up.

Number eighteen is Zhao Feng.

And No. 26 is the companion of the strong man whose arms were cut off by Zhao Feng.

This one is interesting.

"Is it luck, or..."

Zhao Feng glanced at the elder of the Hai Lingzong, then got up and jumped onto the ring.

That man was Wu Zong in the middle stage of Nine Stars, he was a little higher than his companions, and his strength was not too strong among the remaining contestants, so Zhao Feng didn't feel the pressure.

The man has also jumped onto the ring, holding a blood-stained long sword, staring at Zhao Feng.

"Boy, I will make you pay the price!"

The man said viciously.

"Then see if you have the ability."

Zhao Feng replied coldly.

"let's start."

The elder of Hai Lingzong shouted.

Before his words fell, the man rushed up with a sword, the sword shadow flickered, and directly attacked Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng is fearless, and he prefers to fight people with a sword.

"Devil Wind Sword Technique!"

After the man approached, Zhao Feng directly cast the magic wind sword technique.

The magic wind sword technique has just been used, and it blocked all the man's attacks.

The man's swordsmanship is only 70% proficient, while Zhao Feng's magic wind swordsmanship is 90% proficient.

"This kid, he is using the 90% magic wind sword technique. When did the magic wind sword technique become so popular?"

After seeing Zhao Feng's swordsmanship, the elders of Hai Lingzong were very surprised, because there were two warriors who had practiced the magic wind swordsmanship to 90% in the morning.

At this time, Zhao Feng was already fighting with the man, the sound of metal clashing continued, and the battle was very intense.

"Sure enough, there are two brushes, but if you dare to cut off my brother's arms, you will die!"

The man's eyes flickered, and he took out another sky blade, attacking with both swords.

"what?"

Zhao Feng was shocked. Unexpectedly, this man's swordsmanship was amazing, and he used two swords.

However, he also saw that the man had changed his sword technique, and it seemed that this was his bottom line.

The man held two heavenly blades, which also made Zhao Feng feel a little pressure, but he didn't take it to heart.

Because under the boost of various martial spirits, especially the boost of Storm Martial Soul and Divine Sword Martial Soul, Zhao Feng's magic wind sword technique is very fierce.

"Hmph, you can use two weapons, but I can't?"

Zhao Feng summoned the Wuji Sword, and after a thought, the Wuji Sword suddenly shattered and turned into a nine-section sword.

At the same time, a new sky blade appeared on Zhao Feng's right hand.

Now, the man's face has sunk to the bottom.

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

In just two rounds, the man was defeated.

"Hiss!"

With a crisp sound, the man's arms were separated from the main body at the same time, and were cut off by the two sharp blades.

At the same time, the six sharp blades pierced into the man's legs, causing him to let out a heart-piercing scream.

The man knelt on the ground and looked at Zhao Feng in disbelief. The strong man was the Nine Star Martial Ancestor, while Zhao Feng was the Seven Star Martial Ancestor. The difference in strength was at least twice.

Unexpectedly, he was still defeated by Zhao Feng, the Seven Star Martial Ancestor. Furious Martial Soul System