1643: C1643 historical replay

C1643 historical replay

"Qin Feng against Bai Lan."

"Alright, this is the Spirit Mountain Sect's civil war."

"Qin Feng, I hope you're really that strong."

"I have heard of your reputation for a long time, and have always wanted to find you for a spar. I didn't expect that this would happen on a Ring."

Bai Lan cupped her hands.

"Similarly, I had wanted to see the Son of God's peerless fist and sword skills for a long time, but unfortunately, the Son of God lived in seclusion and didn't see anything."

Qin Feng also politely cupped his hands.

"Now the chance has come."

"Coincidentally, someone above the Ring s will not truly die."

"I will use all of my strength."

"If you lose, then cut the crap."

"If you win, I hope you can defeat Feng Wuhuang."

On the wide Ring, the Bai Lan spoke without reserve.

"Alright!"

Qin Feng nodded immediately.

If he wanted to get his hands on the Brahma's mirror, Qin Feng had to go to the top of the Menlan.

Only then would he be able to get 100% of the Brahma's mirror.

"Then you must be careful."

Before he finished speaking, a large amount of golden light surged out of the Bai Lan's body, turning into a peerless golden divine sword.

Bai Lan punched out.

The phoenix spread its wings and the divine dragon roared.

"Roar ~ ~ ~"

From within the endless Sword Qi, a terrifying Fist that contained an endless amount of fist power came piercing through the sky.

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes, and a vague golden light flashed on his white robes.

He ignored the sharp Sword Qi of the Phoenix that was flapping his wings, curled up his fingers and punched out, meeting Bai Lan's terrifying Fist head on.

"He actually didn't dodge the sword qi of the Bai Lan, isn't he courting death?"

Countless ancient cultivator were flabbergasted.

Sssii... Sssii... Sssii...

Endless amounts of Sword Qi descended, and a series of fiery light shone out from the surface of Qin Feng's body, but it did not manage to break through Qin Feng's defense.

Qin Feng was like a man of fire, enveloping the entire sky with fire and flowers, and clashed head on with the Bai Lan.

Boom — —

Boom — —

Amidst the thunderous sound, the two of them both retreated, stepping on countless green rocks.

"It's the same!"

"No, Qin Feng is stronger."

"He still wants to withstand the onslaught of the Phoenix Sword Qi."

On the three tigers, countless Ancient Clan commented softly.

"Very good."

Bai Lan opened her mouth and spat out the blood.

"You're not bad too."

Qin Feng froze, his chest moving up and down slightly.

"However, this is still not enough."

Bai Lan shouted.

He stepped on the shattered rocks beneath his feet madly, and like a roaring dragon, he fiercely rushed towards Qin Feng.

Boom — —

Boom — —

Boom — —

Endless amounts of gravel flew in all directions.

The terrifying residual energy from the two's fight caused the light golden light shield s to release a violent wave of energy.

This seemingly ordinary melee battle contained an endless amount of energy.

"Two madmen."

Zhao Tiange gulped down a mouthful of saliva.

I can't believe that at the level of the Ancient God's Fourth Heaven, there are still two madmen fighting on the Ring s.

That oppressive sound of a melee was simply terrifying.

Beneath the Ring, Feng Wuhuang also frowned slightly.

Reaching the Ancient God's Fourth Heaven realm, with a wave of his hand, it became a sword, and a palm like thunder.

"Madman."

Feng Wuhuang snorted coldly, a terrifying current of golden magma flowing deep within his eyes.

"Qin Feng, don't disappoint me."

he muttered.

Without Qin Feng's pressure, Feng Wuhuang might not have been able to reach his current stage.

"Who will lose, who will win?"

On the Southern stands, the Third Elder was also worried.

On one hand, he wanted Qin Feng to win. On the other hand, he didn't want Qin Feng to win.

Qin Feng winning, meant that the Spirit Mountain Sect still had a chance to defeat him.

If Qin Feng loses, then Feng Wuhuang will be crowned as the champion.

This was the knot in the Third Elder's heart.

"Sigh …"

He sighed deeply.

Boom — —

Another loud sound that made people tremble with fear.

Qin Feng and Bai Lan separated the moment they came into contact with each other, shooting several kilometers away.

"The victor is about to be decided."

A wise big shot reminded him.

"Ah …"

Immediately, countless eyes swept over the area between Qin Feng and Bai Lan.

"Who lost?"

"Who won?"

Everyone was waiting for the results of the battle.

"Wonderful."

Bai Lan was covered in blood. She let out a mad cry, and his body was wrapped in the last bit of Fa Li that was flowing out of his body. She continued to shout as if she had never gone before: "Qin Feng, the last move, if not you die, then I die."

"Alright."

Qin Feng concentrated his energy and activated King of the Inferno's origin s, throwing out a punch.

Boom — —

Amidst the loud noise, the figures of Qin Feng and Bai Lan seemed to freeze in the air for a moment.

"It's a visual deception."

Qiu Niu answered with a single sentence.

The next moment.

Bai Lan's figure was like shattered glass, scattering out into smoke and fire.

"Bai Lan lost."

The Third Elder's tone was lonely. He didn't know if he was happy or worried.2

"Then isn't the final battle between Qin Feng and Feng Wuhuang, the battle between the Fetal Reservoir Realm s from five years ago?"

Following Bai Lan's defeat, of the Twelve Buddhist Disciple, only Feng Wuhuang and Qin Feng remained this victorious in this battle.

"Then the situation right now is very clear. The first Buddhist Disciple's reputation will arise between Qin Feng and Feng Wuhuang."

"Five years later, is Feng Wuhuang's revenge a success or does Qin Feng's myth continue?"

Doubts arose in the hearts of countless Buddhist Disciple.

"Thanks for the win."

Below the Ring, Qin Feng greeted Bai Lan modestly.

"No, this is due to your strength."

The Bai Lan immediately shook her head. "You have to admit that your skills are inferior to others. There is nothing to be ashamed about, I am indeed inferior to you."

"Just as what I said before the battle, I had already used my full strength. Furthermore, I thank you as well. After discovering the flaw of the Dragon Fist Divine Sword, you did not plan for it, and defeated me with a single punch."

Speaking till here, Bai Lan deeply wanted Qin Feng to bow.

"…"

Qin Feng was speechless.

The Bai Lan was too honest.

No matter what, the Spirit Mountain Sect was still Big Brother's sect. If Qin Feng didn't look at the Buddhist Sangha, he wouldn't let the Bai Lan lose too badly.

"It's just a small matter."

In the end, Qin Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"To you, it is a small matter, but to me, it is a huge matter."

Bai Lan straightened her back, "Good luck, defeat Feng Wuhuang."

"Obtaining the title of this year's Menlan is the greatest comfort to me."

With that, the Bai Lan turned and left.

"I will."

Qin Feng nodded silently.

What Bai Lan had said was also what Qin Feng had wished for.

In the next moment, Qin Feng's light talisman lit up again.

The final battle arrived as scheduled.

The battle from five years ago will be repeated today.

What would the outcome be this time?

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