"Qin Feng faced Bailan."
"Well, this is the civil war of the Lingshan Sect."
"Nor can you say that, that Qin Feng just played in the name Lingshanzong."
Seeing the two light symbols lit up, countless Buddhists instantly became interested.
"Qin Feng, I hope you are so strong."
Bailan stepped into the ring thoughtfully.
Losing to Lianhua Sect is an unbearable weight for Lingshan Sect.
Especially at this critical moment when the power of the faeries recovers.
If Qin Feng can really defeat Feng Wuhuang, Bailan is also optimistic.
"Then let me weigh you down."
Bailan made up his mind.
"I've heard the name for a long time, and I've always wanted to talk to you, but I didn't expect this battle to be fought in the ring."
Bailan arched her hands.
"Similarly, I have long wanted to see the masterful sword of the saint son, but it is a pity that the saint son is very simple, and it is a fate.
Qin Feng also bowed his hand politely.
"Then now comes the opportunity."
"Just above the ring, it won't really die."
"I will use all my strength."
"If you lose, talk less gossip."
"If you win, I hope you can defeat Feng Wuhuang."
On the broad arena, Bailan speaks bluntly.
"it is good!"
Qin Feng nodded directly.
To obtain the Brahma Mirror without fail, Qin Feng must climb the Menglan Bon Festival.
Only in this way can we get 100% of the Brahma mirror.
"Then you have to be careful."
Before the words fell, a large piece of golden light poured out of Bailan's body, turned into a unique golden sword, and then gathered into an array to become a lifelike phoenix.
Bailan punched out.
The phoenix spread its wings, and the dragon roared.
Roar-
In the endless sword aura, a terrifying fist front condensed with endless fist strength, broke through the air.
Qin Feng squinted his eyes, and a faint golden light flashed on Yuebai's robe.
He directly ignored the fierce sword aura coming from the phoenix spreading its wings, rolled up his five fingers, smashed his fists, and directly faced Bailan's terrifying fist front, slamming forward.
"Not hiding from Bailan's sword aura, isn't this looking for death?"
Numerous ancient repairs were dumbfounded.
Bah... Bah... Bah...
The endless sword energy fell, and a series of firelights slid out of Qin Feng's body, but did not break through Qin Feng's defense in the slightest.
Qin Feng was like a fire man, wrapped in the sky full of fireworks, and bumped head-on with Bailan.
boom-
boom-
In the thunderous voice, the two went back and crushed countless blue rocks.
"Are you equal!"
"No, Qin Feng is even better."
"He has to stand up to the attack of Phoenix Sword Qi."
In the three-party stands, countless senior ancient people commented in low voices.
"well."
Bailan opened her mouth and vomited the blood from her mouth.
"You're good too."
Qin Feng held his footsteps, his chest was slightly ups and downs.
"However, this is not enough."
Bailan shouted loudly.
He stepped on the broken rock under his feet like a roaring divine dragon, attacking Qin Feng violently.
boom-
boom-
boom-
Endless gravel shot in all directions.
The horror after the two played against each other sent the pale golden protective mask into a large wave.
The seemingly ordinary hand-to-hand combat contains endless energy.
"Two lunatics."
Zhao Tiange swallowed wildly.
I really can't believe that at the level of the Four Heavens of the Ancient God, there are still two lunatics fighting in the ring.
The dull melee sound was simply chilling.
Under the ring, Feng Wuhuang also frowned slightly.
When he reached the realm of the Fourth Layer of the Ancient God, he waved his hand into a sword and fell into a thunder.
"madman."
Feng Wuhuang snorted coldly, and the terrifying golden lava torrent in the depths of his eyes flashed away.
"Qin Feng, don't disappoint me."
He muttered to himself.
Qin Feng was the driving force that supported Feng Wuhuang along the way. Without Qin Feng's pressure, Feng Wuhuang might not have come to this point.
"Who will lose, who will win?"
On the southern stand, the heart of the three elders also picked up.
On the one hand, he wanted Qin Feng to win, on the other hand, he didn't want Qin Feng to win.
If Qin Feng wins, it means that Lingshan Sect still has a chance to defeat Feng Wuhuang.
If Qin Feng is defeated, Feng Wuhuang will be crowned successfully.
This is the inner entanglement of the three elders.
"Hey… "
He sighed.
boom-
There was another terrifying bang.
Qin Feng and Bailan split at the touch of a touch and bounced for several miles.
"It's going to be the winner."
The big boss with unique vision reminded him.
"what… "
Immediately, countless eyes patrolled between Qin Feng and Bailan.
"Who loses?"
"Who wins?"
Everyone is waiting for the result of the two battles.
"happy."
Bailan was soaked in blood, screamed wildly, the flesh was wrapped in the last mana surging out of his body, and he screamed indomitably, "Qin Feng, the last move is either you die or I die."
"it is good."
Qin Feng condensed his eyebrows and urged the origin of the Ksitigarbha King to punch out.
boom-
In the huge sound, the two figures of Qin Feng and Bailan seemed to freeze in the air for a moment.
"This is visual deception."
The prisoner cow broke the mystery in a word.
next moment.
Bailan's figure was like broken glass, scattered into the sky full of fireworks.
"Bailan is defeated."
The third elder's tone was lonely, and he didn't know whether it was happiness or worry in his heart.
"Then the last battle is not Qin Feng's battle against Feng Wuhuang, a reappearance of the battle on the coast of the East China Sea in the Tibetan realm five years ago."
With Bailan's defeat, among the twelve Buddhist followers, only Feng Wuhuang and Qin Feng maintained this record of complete victory.
"Then the situation is very obvious now. The reputation of the first Buddhist disciple was born between Qin Feng and Feng Wuhuang."
"Five years later, will Feng Wuhuang succeed in revenge, or will the myth of Qin Feng continue."
Doubts arose in the hearts of countless Buddhists.
"Accepted."
Under the ring, Qin Feng humbly greeted Bailan.
"No, this is due to your strength."
Bailan shook her head directly, "You have to admit if your skills are not as good as others. There is nothing to be ashamed of. I am indeed inferior to you."
"As I said before the war, I have tried my best, and thank you, I found the flaws in the Dragon Fist and Divine Sword, and I didn't use my tricks to defeat me with one punch."
Speaking of this, Bailan deeply missed Qin Feng and bowed.
"..."
Qin Feng was speechless.
Bailan is a bit too straightforward.
The Lingshan Sect is also the sect of the elder brother no matter what, Qin Feng does not look at the face of the monk to see the face of the Buddha, and it will not make Bailan lose too ugly.
"It's just a small matter."
In the end, Qin Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"It's a small matter for you, but a big deal for me."
Bailan straightened up, "Come on, beat Feng Wuhuang."
"Winning the crown of Meng Lan Bon Festival this year is the greatest comfort to me."
After speaking, Bailan turned and left.
"I will."
Qin Feng nodded silently.
What Bailan said was what Qin Feng wanted.
In the next moment, Qin Feng's light symbol lit up again.
The final battle came as scheduled.
The first battle five years ago will be repeated today.
This time, how will it end