693: C693 Win without a fight

C693 Win without a fight

Meng Chong's counterattack ended in failure.

Qin Feng showed his powerful strength, shattering all the doubts in his mind.

"I want to challenge Du Yao."

As such, Du Yao maintained his position.

The three battles after that were a bit tragic. Even though they knew they couldn't beat him, they still had to brace themselves and go up against him.

Unlike the previous two, no one took the initiative to challenge the third round.

"Jian Wuming, Lv Qiongchuan, Ji Tianxing is too strong, whoever meets them will die, no wonder no one dares to speak a word."

"However, this is my only chance. If I don't give it a try, I won't even have a sliver of a chance."

Some shook their heads and sighed while others pointed.

Facing these three heaven's pride experts required great courage, and not everyone had this courage.

"What is it? You're already planning to give up? "

Domain Lord was a little unhappy.

"I'll do it!"

At this time, the white roca finally could not hold it in.

white roca was powerful, even stronger than Meng Chong. It was just that his chance was not good, and he did not pick a suitable opponent.

If the opponent of the white roca was Du Yao, then at least half of them would have had a chance of being promoted.

"The white roca has finally made his move. Let's see what his choice is."

Qin Feng was also full of curiosity.

"white roca, who do you want to challenge?"

Test Elder asked.

"Jian Wuming!"

white roca did not hesitate.

Jian Wuming raised his eyebrows, and without a word, he stepped into the battle.

In this battle, the Saber Sacred Courtyard fought against the Academy of Sword Saints, swords and sabers fought, this was also a battle of fate.

Amongst the hundred weapons, swords and sabers were the most common.

The domineering aura of the blade and the sharpness and elegance of the sword were two entirely different styles, causing many cultivator to be infatuated with them.

Although the strength of the white roca was not as good as Jian Wuming's, his blade was not any weaker than his sword.

The reason the white roca chose Jian Wuming was also because he wanted to have a slight advantage in attributes.

If he was facing Lv Qiongchuan, Ji Tianxing would not be able to unleash his full strength.

"Make your move, I don't like trouble."

Jian Wuming said indifferently.

"Don't look down on others!"

The white roca let out a low roar as a majestic mana surged out, transforming into a three thousand meter long enormous blade that cleaved the sky and cleaved the earth.

The grandeur of this saber strike caused many people to cast sidelong glances at it.

This was white roca's famous acrobatic technique, the "Sky Origin Rakasha Blade", its power spread in all directions.

But Jian Wuming remained calm, he only shouted, "Ten thousand swords, return to the sect!"

He didn't even get to make any moves as the tens of thousands of rays of sword energy flew in from the void, sliced open space, and killed all of the people there.

Bang Bang Bang...

white roca's Giant Sky Origin Blade instantly shattered and was riddled with holes by the sword beams that filled the sky.

"Puff …"

white roca spat out a mouthful of blood, and his momentum plummeted.

Upon seeing this scene, many people were stunned. They only felt that everything had happened too quickly.

In just one move, white roca was defeated.

Of course, it was not wrong for the white roca to lose, Jian Wuming's Myriad Swords Return to the sect was the eighth move of the Nine Style of Heaven's End.

There were only a handful of people that could block this strike.

"white roca challenge failed."

Test Elder shook his head and sighed.

In front of Jian Wuming's strong performance, the white roca was simply too disappointing.

"Is this Jian Wuming's true strength?"

Qin Feng also felt his heart palpitate.

Last time in the Academy of Sword Saints, Jian Wuming did not go all out, and it gave Qin Feng a false impression.

But today, Jian Wuming had displayed his strongest state, which was extremely shocking.

Facing such a Jian Wuming, Qin Feng also felt immense pressure.

"After all, he's the head disciple of the Sword Saint. After cultivating with him for so many years, it's natural that he's incomparably strong. You have to be mentally prepared."

Elder Zhou patted Qin Feng's shoulder, and warned him in a low voice.

Qin Feng nodded, but did not say anything.

Just then, the next disciple to issue a challenge came up, his opponent was Ji Tianxing.

"Heaven and Earth Dharma Idol!"

The disciple roared. A huge beast appeared on the lifting platform.

Similar to Meng Chong's Giant Spirit Arts, this huge beast was also incomparably tall and imposing.

"I seem to have smelled a delicacy."

Ji Tianxing smiled strangely.

The soul imprints on his body lit up and flew out of his body. Like tentacles, they wrapped around the giant beast's body.

In the next moment, the gigantic beast began to scream again and again, its heart tearing and lung splitting.

"Soul Devourer? This guy is devouring spirit energy again? "

Qin Feng frowned.

Ji Tianxing had unleashed the grand binding technique and was frantically devouring the opponent's primordial spirit.

The primordial spirit is an extension of the soul. When the primordial spirit is devoured, the primordial spirit will be destroyed.

CHI *

Along with a puff of white smoke, the giant beast's body disappeared completely.

"Hahaha, the taste is pretty good. It's really good."

Ji Tianxing laughed excitedly.

His opponent, on the other hand, had fainted and was on the verge of death.

Seeing that, many people shuddered, the grand binding technique was too weird, too terrifying.

Especially in the hands of Ji Tianxing, this portography was simply comparable to demonic techniques.

"What if I meet this guy?"

Qin Feng thought.

Ji Tianxing possessed the ability of Spirit Swallowing, so when facing against this kind of person, he would definitely not be able to do anything, and could not even use a lot of things.

Moreover, the grand binding technique had countless of wondrous uses, and was not only limited to this technique of Spirit Swallowing.

If he met Ji Tianxing, it would indeed be difficult to deal with him.

However, the thing that interested Qin Feng the most was neither Jian Wuming nor the Martial Saint Disciple Lv Qiongchuan.

Lv Qiongchuan could swallow the heavens and the earth. How powerful could such a tyrannical and unparalleled person be?

"The final battle shall begin."

As the Test Elder's voice fell, the two sides of the battle simultaneously went on stage.

Lv Qiongchuan was wearing a battle armor and his build was extraordinary, like a possession of the Warlord.

As for the man opposite him, his face was pale and he had lost in terms of momentum.

"Brother Lu, I, I admit defeat."

However, before Lv Qiongchuan could do anything, the person on the other side immediately gave up.

Before he went up on stage, he mustered his courage and thought, I have to fight Lv Qiongchuan no matter what. Even if I lose, I have to lose standing.

But after he went on stage, he finally felt the terrifying aura of Lv Qiongchuan.

That bone-piercing cowardice had already destroyed all of his fighting spirit.0

Lv Qiongchuan, won without fighting!

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