1641: C1641 Five years of growth

C1641 Five years of growth

The terrifying scorching sun hung high in the sky, emitting an aura that caused one to be terrified.

Under the scorching heat, a drop of cold sweat rolled down Jin Qing's forehead.

"It's not too late to understand. You can only blame yourself for being too stupid."

In the next moment, golden armor enveloped his entire body.

Golden Bell Umbrella, a mysterious skill with Buddhism.

He looked up into the sky with rapt attention.

The opportunity was lost.

The only thing he could do now was defend and counterattack.

Defensive Feng Wuhuang's attacks, were slowly attempting to counterattack.

This was the only method that Jin Qing could think of.

"A strange Buddhism skill — Golden Bell Umbrella!"

The corner of Feng Wuhuang's mouth raised with a smile in his eyes, he stretched out his hand.

"Humm ~ ~ ~"

A beautiful Flaming Phoenix flew out from the blazing sun and landed at Feng Wuhuang's feet.

Feng Wuhuang stepped onto the phoenix as he flew through the air.

"Go …"

He shouted.

The Flaming Phoenix below his feet emitted a clear cry into the sky, opened its realistic beak, and shot out a ball of blazing flames, chasing after Jin Qing to roast non-stop.

"This …"

Outside the square, everyone's heart trembled.

Jin Qing was practicing the Vajra Sect's « Great Sun Tathagata » secret technique, which was a fire attribute secret art in itself.

Now, Jin Qing actually did not dare to receive the Flaming Phoenix's flame.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Is it < Tathagata > not as good as < dysmenorrhea >, or is Jin Qing not as good as Feng Wuhuang?"

On all the stands, many big shots and Top were shocked.

"It's Jin Qing who is too far away from Feng Wuhuang."

The Vajra Sect and the Lianhua Sect were equally famous in the three Sacred Grounds.

How could "Great Sun Tathagata" be inferior to "dysmenorrhea"?

In the current situation, it could only be said that Feng Wuhuang had defeated Jin Qing.

On the North grandstand, all the people's faces were as dark as water.

The Vajra Sect gritted his teeth so hard that they creaked.

This year's Menlan, was probably here to make a fool of herself.

He lifted his head and swept his eyes across Qin Feng and Feng Wuhuang, firmly memorizing them in his heart.

In the competition grounds, even though Jin Qing used all of his methods, he was still unable to dodge the Flaming Phoenix.

The orange-red flames continued to envelop Jin Qing's entire body, completely concealing the resplendent rays of golden armor.

"Under the scorching sun, all living things will be burned."

Feng Wuhuang stepped on the Flaming Phoenix, his hands behind his back, standing proudly in the air.

Having lost the attack method of "Tathagata the Great", Jin Qing tried his best to defend against the endless raging flames. Even at the moment of his death, he still didn't have the opportunity to counterattack.

They could only maintain the Vajra Sect's final act of pride and silently retreat.

Jin Qing's face sank as he returned to the outside of the stage.

The suppressive aura of his body was separated by thirty thousand meters, and even Qin Feng could clearly feel it.

"Well done, Son of God Wu Huang, well done."

On the Western stands, countless ancient cultivator s and Buddhist Disciple s were shouting, venting out their grievances for the past five years.

Five years ago, when Feng Wuhuang lost to Qin Feng, Lianhua Sect withstood an enormous pressure.

The disciples of the Lianhua Sect were all looking down at the people outside their doors. They held their breaths and didn't dare to raise their heads to look at anyone.

Now, Feng Wuhuang had defeated Jin Qing forcefully, and had finally avenged the Lianhua Sect.

As Feng Wuhuang and Jin Qing finished their match, the next one was a Daoist letter versus a cold wind. In the end, the Daoist letter relied on the powerful might of the Vajra Pestle to defeat the cold wind.

However, on all the stands s, the big bosses and the Top s had not paid too much attention to this matter.

What they were concerned about was Feng Wuhuang, Qin Feng, Bai Lan, and Jin Qing.

This was the focus of the entire Menlan.

"Mn, it's actually Feng Wuhuang against the Bai Lan."

Suddenly, the light runes on Feng Wuhuang and Bai Lan lit up.

This immediately attracted the attention of countless big shots and Top.

"Bai Lan is from the Spirit Mountain Sect. She cultivates the « True Book of Dalmore » and she is able to unleash the full potential of the Buddhist Cultivation Level with a raise of her hand. She should be able to contend against Feng Wuhuang."

On all the stands, the big shots and Top were guessing.

"Hmph, Bai Lan would never lose to Feng Wuhuang."

Amongst the southern stands, all the disciples of the Spirit Mountain Sect were breathing heavily.

"Bai Lan, I'll give you three moves."

Just as he entered the stage, the scorching sun had already risen high up in the sky.

"Give, you don't need to give."

"Swish …" "Swish …" "Swish …"

The Bai Lan's fingers congealed into swords, as three sword auras appeared out of nowhere. She refuted: "My Bai Lan is not that cheap."

"You, on the other hand, be careful. Otherwise, the higher you stand, the harder you fall."

"Yeah, but I don't think so."

The smile on Feng Wuhuang's lips did not change as he stood proudly on top of the phoenix, looking down at the Bai Lan.

"Then you just wait for me."

The Bai Lan snorted coldly, the mana in her body surging to the limit.

Buzz — Buzz — Buzz —

Endless golden light surged out, transforming into long sword that emitted a terrifying aura, gathering into a formation.

Bai Lan formed a fist with his left hand, while his right hand converged into a sword.

"Dragon Fist Divine Sword, it's actually a Dragon Fist Divine Sword."

On the southern stands, the third elder suddenly stood up.

"Dragon Fist Divine Sword?"

Qing Yan turned his head, puzzled.

He had also trained in the [Damocles], but there were no Dragon Fist Divine Sword in it.

"Because this is a lost boxing style."

The Third Elder also did not expect the Bai Lan to completely restore the Dragon Fist Divine Sword that was lost in the [Damocles True Solution].

"What a monster."

The Third Elder's eyes shone with a bright light.

On the battling platform, the battle of dragons and phoenixes could be seen.

Bai Lan punched out.

The golden divine dragon tore apart the heaven and earth. A million golden swords formed the Phoenix sword formation, as sword qi spread out in all directions.

Under the crushing pressure of its terrifying might, the light golden transparent light shield rippled in many places.

"Can the Bai Lan win?"

Doubts arose in the hearts of countless people outside the arena.

"No."

Qin Feng immediately answered.

Just under Qin Feng's Smart Eyes, Qin Feng had already discovered a single flaw in the Bai Lan's Dragon Fist Divine Sword.

With the ability of a evil disciple like Feng Wuhuang, he would definitely be able to discover it as well.

"Dragon Fist Divine Sword, huh!"

Golden flames surged in Feng Wuhuang's eyes.0

Suddenly, he had an idea. He stepped on the air, spread out his fingers, and summoned endless raging flames. Then, wrapped in endless raging flames, he clenched his fists and punched out.

Boom — —

Terrifying flames spread in all directions.

Bai Lan's chest paused for a moment, she opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"You … How can you find this flaw? "

The Bai Lan did not understand, how could Feng Wuhuang see through the Dragon Fist Divine Sword's only weakness in the blink of an eye.

"Hmph, all of this is thanks to Chi Wen."

Separated by the protective light shield, Feng Wuhuang glanced coldly at it.

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