"I didn't expect your body to be so powerful!" Jiang Li's expression was a little solemn, no longer as casual as before.

"You didn't expect there were more!" With a sneer, 6 Feng mobilized a stronger physical strength, and his whole body seemed to be boiling, and the powerful blood almost penetrated his body.

With one punch, the gravel fist was swayed 100% of its power, and the air began to tremble faintly.

In Jiang Li's feeling, this blow seemed to be a huge mountain hitting out violently, giving him a feeling of suffocation.

He took out a weapon full of barbed ones, injected the source energy into crazily and then smashed it down towards 6 winds.

A breath of a half-step king permeated the field. Six Feng felt his shoulders sinking, and involuntarily used stronger power to offset this pressure.

The fist hit the strange weapon, and Liu Feng retreated continuously, and Jiang Li was also subjected to the force of recoil.

"Impossible, this is a half-step king-level weapon!" With an unbelievable look on his face, Jiang Li looked at Liu Feng and wondered if he was holding a real half-step king-level weapon.

"Weapons are not invincible, the key is your own strength!"

With a light snorting, 6 Feng bent his legs slightly, then jumped up, fell from the sky and smashed it down with a punch. The terrifying power blocked the sky and the earth left Jiang Li with nowhere to hide and could only resist.

Inspiring the king's pressure, Jiang Li waved his weapon with all his strength and smashed it towards the 6 winds. The momentum it carries is extremely powerful, but it is somewhat inferior to the 6 winds.

I saw that under the punch of 6 Feng, the surging momentum directly defeated the opponent's king's pressure, and the fist continued to fall, smashing the strange weapon back into the opponent's arms.

Bang!

Like a rolling gourd, Jiang Li hit the battlefield hard, then rolled out more than ten meters away, rubbing the ground with his weapon before barely stopping.

Wiping away the blood in the corner of his mouth, Jiang Li looked at the boy falling from the air with horror, and the shock in his heart was indescribable.

"Since you want me to die, I have to return it to me!"

6 The murderous intent filled the wind's eyes, the light flashed slightly in his hand, and a wide sword appeared, and the source energy was injected and then slashed down violently.

I saw a sword light that seemed to be about to split the entire battle platform and spread across the world, instantly slashing Jiang Li, who had just raised his weapon, flew out.

A shocking wound extends from the left chest to the right rib. If it is not blocked by the weapon, the sword will directly cut it into two pieces.

Looking at the 6 winds walking step by step, Jiang Li's face was fear for the first time. Every step was falling, as if it was a prelude to death.

"Don't kill me!" At the last moment of his life, he finally felt fear. His desire to survive made him let go of his arrogance and kneel down and beg for mercy.

"Those who kill people will always kill them!"

6 Feng pointed out a sword at will, piercing through Jiang Li's throat, completely ending his life.

Putting away the weapons and storage rings, Liu Feng's eyes were calm, and he returned to the center of the battle platform, as if nothing had happened, and stood quietly.

"Who is the hero below is willing to continue to give advice?" Before the referee could come on the court, 6 Feng spoke by himself, his eyes scanning the lower part. There are many more interesting people in the audience today than before.

At the corner on the right, there was a young man in blue. He looked only twenty years old, but he had the cultivation level of a king. He was paying attention to the 6 winds on the stage, showing an interest.

There are three people next to this young man, both of whom are extremely young and talented, all of whom are eighth-level and ninth-level in the transformation of Qi, and none of them have low cultivation.

There are two positions in the front part of the center of the audience, one is sitting in a young man in brocade clothes and the other is sitting in a woman in pink dress.

Judging from their cultivation, they are all half-step kings, and their eyes are deep and their aura is calm. Even among the half-step kings, they will not be weak.

In addition, at the left side of the middle, there are a group of elf-like women and men, one of whom is more handsome than the other, with a simple look and a look of inexperienced.

Next to them, there were two middle-aged men and women accompanying them, one on the left and one on the right to protect them.

When they heard the referee announce that they would challenge the general title, these people's eyes were all focused on the Qi transformation battle platform.

“It’s really lively today

!" At this time, a cold young man walked out of the arena. His face was as sharp as a knife, his eyebrows and starry eyes were sharp, and his aura was invisibly scattered. Anyone who approached would be involuntarily arranged.

"Brother, that's Brother Feng!" A woman next to the young man saw the 6 winds on the battlefield and screamed excitedly, pulling the young man into it.

"I'll learn it!"

A handsome young man from the battlefield jumped up, stood opposite Liu Feng, and said, "My cultivation is the seventh level of Qi transformation. I didn't want to bully you, but just now I saw you with great strength, so I was happy to see the hunting, and I hope to give you advice!"

"It will help us to discuss with each other. As long as we have the heart, we can play, you don't need to do this!" 6 Feng smiled, his eyes calm, his face was calm, and his tone was gentle, giving people a sense of approachability.

"It's cold, Yaoyue Sect's sword cultivator, be careful!" The young man gave a warrior's tribute to express his respect for 6 Fengs. Then he took out a branch-shaped weapon and emitted a misty green light.

"Zhao Yun, please!" 6 Feng Qing said, unexpectedly, this young man was actually from the Demon Moon Sect. Today, the Burning Heaven City is indeed a crouching tiger, hidden dragon.

"Then I'm not polite!" The young man's handsome eyes closed and opened, and suddenly a sharp sword intent penetrated his body, and his whole temperament changed.

"Sword Cultivator!" He said in his heart. Although the opponent's weapon seemed weak, the power contained in it should not be underestimated. He did not give up and took out the wide sword directly.

"You are a sword cultivator, so let's try my sword?"

With a light sound, 6 Feng directly used the Wuji style and picked out infinite sword lights. The stars covered the sky like a dense array and covered it with cover.

"The shape is there, but the meaning is not!" The young man shook his head slightly, turned his wrist and the branch-shaped weapon penetrated out obliquely, and several green lights quickly flew out, protecting it in the shape of a font.

When thousands of sword lights fell, three green lights intertwined and attacked one after another. All the sword lights that might have hurt him were defeated, but the young man ignored the other sword lights.

Seeing the other party breaking Wuji's move so easily, 6 Feng's shock was hard to describe. He is worthy of being a sword cultivator who specializes in swordsmanship, and his control over the power of the sword is flawless.

"Take me the second move and kill the world with a sword!"

6 Feng shouted lightly, held the sword in one hand, drew countless sword lights, and then swung them out violently. All the sword lights instantly merged into a shocking giant sword, and went down the sky, spanning the entire battle platform.

"It's powerful enough, lacks artistic conception!" Cold smiled, a blue light lit up all over his body, spreading out, covering the branches in his hand.

As if nourished, the branches instantly began to take roots and sprout, turning into a towering tree. The branches were stacked layer by layer to form a thick defensive cover, protecting the cold under the tree.

The giant sword slashed down, and the moment it touched the branches, it instantly destroyed a large piece of branches, and then went straight down, as if it was about to cut the big tree open.

Seeing this, cold eyes shone green in their eyes and shot into the trunk. At the same time, the green light on his body was even more intense and replenished. The big tree seemed to have been grown wildly, and in a blink of an eye it filled the entire battle table.

6 Feng's giant sword is sharp, but the power it contains is limited. It can still break through all the way at the beginning, but in the end, the degree of destruction is no longer as good as the other party's recovery.

In the end, the sword light was wiped out, and the giant tree covered the sky and went up to the sky!

"Is this artistic conception?" Stop the attack, 6 Feng asked, and the green light in the other person's eyes made him feel endless vitality, as if he would never be exhausted.

"Yes, this is the artistic conception of wood. When it is developed, it will evolve into life. It will restrain each other with any artistic conception of destructive power in the world!"

Han Leng explained tirelessly that the two of them did not seem to be fighting, but instead, it was like 6 Feng, a student, asking the teacher questions, and the teacher was also explaining patiently.

"I've been taught!" 6 Feng thanked him, and then his eyes changed, saying, "I have also understood the artistic conception, but I don't know how it compares to your wood artistic conception?"

"You can tell if you compare it!" Han cold smiled and looked at 6 Feng, and he was also curious in his heart, wanting to know what artistic conception 6 Feng had understood.

"That's the point!"

6 Feng Qingdao, his eyes closed slightly, recalling the situation of comprehension of Wuji that day, an invisible and unpredictable feeling spread out from him and spread around him quickly.

The sword moved as he felt his heart, his fingers trembled slightly, and the half-step king-level wide sword seemed to turn into a part of his body, like a waving arm, slashing freely in the air, outlining a half-moon arc.

At the same time, an invisible artistic conception spread out in his heart, appearing in the void as if it were substance, and another half-moon arc appeared. The two merged and interacted to form a moist golden Tai Chi circle.

Opening his eyes, 6 Feng seemed to be in harmony with the world at this moment, and the Tai Chi circle was the embodiment of his strength.

The source energy gathered between the hands and quickly injected into the Tai Chi circle, and instantly became larger, as if it turned into a Taoist map, covering the entire battle platform and covering the giant tree below.

"This artistic conception..."

Seeing this, cold heart moved slightly and murmured.

In that picture, he felt his artistic conception of wood, and also felt various artistic conceptions that were different from the artistic conception of wood, which included several artistic conceptions.

After rubbing his palms, he felt a huge pressure at this moment and did not dare to neglect. The artistic conception of the wood reached its peak, and a rich green light spread out from him, covering the giant tree.

The branches grew wildly and soon reached the boundary of the war platform defense cover.

Seeing this, the referee signaled several old men who controlled the defense cover to expand it, so that it could not affect the strength of the participants.

Ignoring the changes in the cold, 6 Feng was still immersed in his own world.
Chapter completed!