Even Sinking thought so, let alone other people.
Yang Jiuhuan, Xia Xiaocao and other cultivators who ranked high, but did not fight Jiang Feng, were still very confident before that once they met Jiang Feng in the finals, they would definitely win.
But at this time, after witnessing Jiang Feng's breakthrough and beheading the emperor's disciples, their self-confidence disappeared.
Perhaps, even if Di Mie left now, there was no need to continue the theory of immortality. With Jiang Feng's current strength, he could deserve the first place.
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"Niezi, you dare to kill my emperor's disciple, you are impatient!" The black-robed old man in emperor's black robe raised his head slightly, staring at Jiang Feng fiercely with a pair of ferocious eyes. If sword qi can kill, he Jiang Feng's corpse has already been broken into thousands of pieces.
"You are the one who ridicules loudly, and you are the ones who want to fight. Now that your Emperor Destruction disciples are invincible and killed by my Cyan Frost Immortal Territory cultivator, you can't hold back your breath?"
Lin Qingshuang carried her hands on her back, with a sword-like edge, volleyed at the black-robed old man, causing the latter's eyes to sink.
Immediately glanced at Lin Qingshuang, and said in a cold tone: "It's not that I can't afford to lose, but that this gangster killed our disciple of Emperor Destruction!"
"I remember it clearly. In the previous battle, it was your disciple of the Emperor Destroyer who kept talking about killing us cultivators of the Azure Frost Immortal Territory. Besides, the cultivators fight, death and injury are inevitable, and their skills are inferior to humans. There is nothing to say, sir. What do you think?" Lin Qingshuang said with a mocking expression on her face.
The black-robed old man of Emperor Mie suddenly snorted and said angrily: "In that case, our Emperor Mie disciples will kill you cultivators of the Azure Frost Immortal Territory for a while, you Palace Master Cyan Frost, don't let your breath down. ."
"Never the same as you." Lin Qingshuang responded indifferently.
"Wei Zhen, the next one, you come!" The old emperor snorted coldly, looked at the nine disciples, and gave orders.
"Good!" a disciple agreed, and immediately walked out of the team.
This person is dressed like everyone else, a black robe exuding murderous air, without any emotion, but what is different is that in one of his sleeves, there is nothing but nothing.
This is a one-armed person, but before, when this person stood with other Di Mie disciples, it was not noticed that he lacked an arm, but at this time, he walked out of the team and attracted the attention of countless people. It was discovered.
"Next, let me fight you!" The one-armed monk named Wei Zhen, staring at Jiang Feng above the nine heavens, said in a cold voice, mixed with strong self-confidence.
"I don't want to bully the disabled. You should take action with eight other people to save time." Jiang Feng stood tall for nine days, hunting in clothes and speaking with shocking words, surprised a spectator, and then laughed wildly.
This Jiang Feng is also bad enough, but he is an Emperor Destruction disciple. Even if he loses an arm, he is definitely not a simple one. At least his cultivation is not much weaker than the previous disciple who was killed, but Jiang Feng actually said that he would not bully Disabled, let him shoot with nine other people.
Wei Zhen’s cold eyes trembled abruptly, and his angry teeth squeaked. His arm was self-defeating. He had to cut off one arm because he had to practice a domineering ancient sutra. Jiang Feng laughed.
"Damn fellow, I will let you know how good I am!" Wei Zhen opened his mouth and roared wildly, and instantly slammed into the nine heavens. Wherever he passed, the void began to twist, even if it began to burst into pieces. .
The anger filled Wei Zhen’s chest, leaving him with only infinite killing intent at this time. He just wanted to kill Jiang Feng immediately, let this guy know the consequences of saying the wrong thing, and let him know how serious the consequences of killing the Monarch Monk were. !
"It's not necessarily much worse than the person I killed just now." Jiang Feng's eyes swept slightly, staring at Wei Zhen who had killed like a rainbow, and he could see through the opponent's cultivation base at a glance. It should also belong to the peak of the soul realm. The appearance of the six or seven soul altars is a little short of the nine soul altars constructed, but it is much more powerful than most of the soul realm cultivators.
The emperor's disciple who was killed before was almost at this level of cultivation.
Jiang Feng slightly urged the power of the immortal yuan, holding the Tu Xuejian, his mouth snapped: "Void Kill!"
The billowing sound wave exploded suddenly above the nine heavens, and Tu Xuejian immediately smashed and killed along with it.
"The arm of the ancient god!" Wei Zhen roared, and an astonishing destructive power exploded on his arm, blasting Tu Xuejian with a punch.
Everyone was surprised when they saw this scene. This Wei Zhen was also a ruthless person. The power of the Most Sacred Immortal Treasure was so terrible that he could only use his fists to contend, which is too overwhelming.
Cang! ! !
When Wei Zhen's fist ran into Tu Xuejian, he made a metallic sound, like two pieces of profound iron fighting.
Tu Xuejian shook back and made a humming sound of swords.
And Wei Zhen also put away his fists, and he was safe, his arm was like a forged black iron, indestructible, even the most sacred immortal treasure could not hurt it.
Although he retracted his fist, Wei Zhen never stopped attacking and killing, and continued to kill Jiang Feng.
"Hmph, the ancient scriptures that Wei Zhen cultivated are the ancient taboos of immortals. It came from the hands of the sage of Gudai. In order to make his damage stronger, he took the initiative to cut off his arm. The most sacred immortal treasure can do this again. Wei Zhen has no fear. !" The black-robed old man of Di Mie said, watching the battle in the sky with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and said in a good mood.
But shortly after he had just finished speaking, his face suddenly changed, and his eyes looked into the sky in disbelief.
Wei Zhen's body suddenly burst open at this moment, leaving only a cloud of blood fog filling the air.
"This!!"
"what happened?"
He was stunned and muttered to himself.
He is a highly respected elder of the emperor's morale, and his cultivation is close to the realm of a saint. He has never seen anything before, but he never expected to be shocked by this scene today.
Wei Zhen's fist clearly shook the most sacred immortal, why suddenly his body shattered
"Unbearable!" Jiang Feng, above the nine heavens, said in a cold tone, calmly, holding a long sword, disdainful of the Eight Wilds, like an invincible God of War, unbeatable.
Wei Zhen is certainly strong, but no matter how awesome he is, with a pure physical body, it is impossible to contend with the most holy immortal treasure to attack and kill.
"It's Jianyi!" After a while, the old man of Emperor Destruction suddenly said. Although Wei Zhen shook the most holy fairy treasure back with his fist, the sword intent from the sword body had penetrated into the sea of knowledge, and then in the sea of consciousness, the sword intent transformed into a form, from the inside to the outside, slashing and killing. Wei Zhen.
"This guy, how can he comprehend such an exquisite sword technique and still use his sword intent to kill people!" said the old emperor in astonishment. Now, two disciples have been killed, and these two are the top two of the cultivators he brought. They are not even against them. Who else can kill Jiang Feng? ()