Ding Wu Fighting Platform.
A white-robed elder landed in the center of the field. This was the referee of the Xian Miao Zhan.
"The rules of the game are very simple. Take turns to compete. The two disciples with the most wins can enter the finals."
The elder Baipao glanced at everyone, and then said again: "Alright, let's start directly, the first round, the first game, Tai Xuan Jian sent Lin Han to fight Emperor Xuanzong Qin Feng."
Huh!
As the voice fell, a blue-clothed youth flew out, and then landed on the martial arts platform lightly.
This person is holding a long sword, the blue light fluctuates, and the chill is pressing.
"Qin Feng, come up and die."
Lin Han Jianfeng pointed and shouted out loudly.
Lin Han came on the court with emotions, with anger mixed in his eyes, revealing a belief that he would kill.
Qin Feng wiped out the three major sword sect disciples, letting the three major sword sects become discredited, and reduced them to talks for the entire sea.
Lin Han is the new true biography of the Taixuan Sword Sect, originally thinking about being awe-inspiring.
But now, he has no face to go out and scream.
And the bane of all this is not someone else, but Qin Feng in front of him.
"interesting."
Qin Feng smiled lightly and slowly stepped onto the martial arts platform.
Except Jianxing, Qin Feng didn't put anyone in his eyes, even Sima Chengang, Yao Kui and others, Qin Feng was sure to win.
Not to mention Lin Han, only Jin Dan killed his life twice.
Defeating Lin Han, there is no suspense, it depends on Qin Feng's method.
"Qin Feng, make a move."
Lin Han pointed at the sword, and the power of the golden core kept pouring out.
"Nobody, you are not qualified to yell at me, get out."
Qin Feng didn't even look at it, raising his hand was a palm.
boom!
The violent true essence of 40 million cattle rushed out like a torrent, directly blasting Lin Han out.
Lin Han's long sword was released, and his whole body fell to the ground, and he passed out directly.
"That's it?"
All the disciples around were stunned.
Although Lin Han's strength was not strong, it was also the second life of the Golden Core, and he didn't even have room to fight back.
"Forty million cattle power?"
Jian Xing frowned, his eyes fluctuating.
Qin Feng's explosive power also shocked him a bit, obviously beyond his expectations.
"This person is not easy. It is a freak to possess such a powerful true essence with the cultivation base of Stealing Fate."
"Sure enough, I guessed right. This person dares to compete with his fate, and he must be hidden."
"When did Emperor Xuanzong get out of this evildoer?"
Qin Feng's performance shocked many disciples.
Even Sima Chengang and Yao Kui all changed their expressions one after another, and their expressions were a little dignified.
Even the white-robed elder was a little surprised.
He had just stepped off the martial arts stage, the game was over, everything came too fast.
"In the first round, for the first time, Emperor Xuanzong Qin Fengsheng."
Elder Baipao announced the result.
Qin Feng nodded his head, tidyed up his neat clothes, and walked off the stage lightly.
Lin Han is just a small character, and he can't be interested in him at all.
Qin Feng's direct and rude method is mainly based on two considerations:
First, he doesn't want to expose too many secrets.
Second, he wants to shock others.
Although Qin Feng has a lot of cards, this is only the preliminary round, and the schedule is still very long, so he should try to retain more means.
Sword Star was still staring, he couldn't give his opponent too much opportunity to observe.
Secondly, Qin Feng will meet the disciples of the three major sword sects in the future. He now has the effect of hitting the mountain and shaking the tiger with one move to defeat Lin Han.
"Lin Han... lost?"
Sure enough, the disciples of the three major sword sects looked at each other in disbelief.
Among them, Lin Han is by no means the weakest, even Lin Han was defeated by one move, what kind of waves can they make
"The first round, the second game, the sword star of the fairy sword gate, against the Taiyi gate Mei Yun."
In this group, there is also a Taiyi Sect disciple, but the strength is not strong, and he also killed the Golden Core for the second time, which is equivalent to that of Lin Han.
Qin Feng stood aside, also planning to observe the sword star.
After Jian Xing came on the field, his eyes were not on his opponent, but he glanced at Qin Feng coldly, as if demonstrating to him.
And this scene also caused Mei Yun to frown.
"Jianxing, although you are stronger than me, you can't despise me so much."
Mei Yun was furious, and Yu Jian shot out.
"roll!"
Jian Xing snorted coldly.
With a flick of his finger, a white sword aura burst out, and the void was penetrated, directly hitting Mei Yun's chest.
"Puff..."
Mei Yun had almost no resistance, his gas armor and vestments exploded in an instant, and blood spurted out.
It was the same trick, and the opponent lay on the ground.
Moreover, Sword Star's methods are more cruel. This sword aura has already penetrated the opponent's heart. If it is not treated in time, it will be life-threatening.
"Is Jian Yuan's power?"
Qin Feng was shocked secretly.
What the Immortal Sword Sect cultivates is not the golden core, but the sword element, and it pursues the ultimate lethality.
The sword energy of Jianxing alone is enough to see the power of his sword.
"Have you seen? Jian Yuan's power is not something you can contend with, Qin Feng, your good days are running out."
After Jianxing left the field, he gave Qin Feng a cold look.
"Anytime."
Qin Feng smiled and responded faintly.
"Humph, just wait and see."
Sword Star didn't say much, and left the competition venue directly.
In the first round, there are three games left, namely Sima Chengang, Yao Kui, and Tuoba Han of the Beast Emperor Sect.
These three people also have observational value, but their opponents are all three major sword sect disciples.
However, the disciples of the three major sword sects were not strong enough in cultivation. They basically stole the lives of the golden core one or two times, which could not cause any pressure on them, so they had no reference value.
Therefore, in the next three games, Qin Feng did not intend to continue to observe, wasting time.
"Go to another group to see."
Qin Feng muttered to himself and walked towards the other groups.
The two he wants to observe most now are naturally Ye Guxing of Taiyimen and Luo Kong of Daozong.
Ye Guxing is in Group A, and Luo Kong is in Group B, and the two groups are just next to each other.
Qin Feng first came to Group A, intending to observe Ye Guxing.
When Qin Feng came to the first group field, the game happened to be in the second game, Ye Guxing was already standing on the martial arts stage.
It was a cold man, black clothes, black boots, black eyes, black sword... Everything was dark, like a god of death from the abyss, cold and full of hatred.
And the opponent standing opposite him, with his legs swinging, his face pale, he was already timid before the fight.
"Give you two ways, one, go to the stage by yourself, and second, die on the stage."
Ye Guxing was expressionless, looking at his opponent coldly.
"You... don't scare people."
The disciple opposite said tremblingly.
Huh!
But as soon as his voice fell, a black shadow came violently.
The sword light flashed!
k, 3
A blood stain appeared on the disciple's neck immediately, and with a "poof", blood was flying.