1269: C1269 Humiliation

C1269 Humiliation

"Next, I announce that this City Competition … "Let's begin."

Before he could finish his sentence, a sharp, sword-like figure landed in the middle of the stone platform. This person was tall, had a cold face, and carried a blood-red blade on his back.

"This kid …" "He can't wait any longer …"

Looking at the figure on stage, Ye Feng who had his arms crossed revealed a smile, that person … It was Mo Lengchang.

"Seems like he has a lot of confidence in himself! When the three major sects added City Lord's Mansion, there were around twenty to thirty people participating in this competition. As for the other large and small forces, there were also about twenty people that were qualified to participate.

Zhong Lee's eyes swept across the area as he analyzed Ye Feng for a bit. Then, he nodded and said, "That's fine, this brat threatened to take your head and let him consume some of his spirit energy first. He'll be of help to you."

Ye Feng laughed, and said: "Who knows, maybe he will be directly eliminated, and won't even have the chance to meet me …"

Of course, this was just teasing and joking. Since Mo Lengchang was full of confidence, then he would definitely not be a simple person.

"Blood Dragon Flag Mo Lengchang, challenge the City Lord's Mansion Martial Cultivator! Anyone who disagrees can come up and give it a try!" Mo Lengchang who was on the stage said coldly, his body overflowing with killing intent. His eyes continuously swept across the City Lord's Mansion area, and finally landed on Ye Feng's body in a resolute and decisive manner.

"Not only did he want to kill me, he even wanted to find trouble with City Lord's Mansion …" Ye Feng chuckled. The three major sects joining hands to charge into the City Lord's Mansion s had confirmed that the Star-Moon Beast had already fallen.

From the looks of it, this time, the City Competition were going to target the City Lord's Mansion together.

"Hmph …" Your Blood Dragon Flag is too arrogant. Since that's the case, I, Lin Feihuang, am here to test your abilities! "

Swish!

A red figure swept out of the crowd, and the first City Lord's Mansion Martial Cultivator who stood out was actually a tight-uniformed woman. She held two short swords in her hands, and a heroic look appeared on her face.

"Male Martial Cultivator of City Lord's Mansion are all cowards. To send a woman to her death, I, Mo Lengchang... He would not pity the fairer sex! "

Mo Lengchang, who had unsheathed the longblade on his back with a backhand, revealed a savage smile. Just as Lin Feihuang stabilized his stance, his black figure suddenly leaped forward.

At the same time, his long saber cut through the air!

A ray of red light turned from weak to berserk, instantly increasing its power by several times. Mo Lengchang's footsteps were even more strange, causing the afterimages on the stage to become heavy, as if more than ten people had attacked at the same time, and slashed out more than ten times.

One slash was faster than the other. His killing intent swept across the entire battling field.

After dozens of slashes, the afterimages that filled the sky disappeared and his figure suddenly stopped.

Lin Feihuang's reaction was not weak either. His dagger stabbed out consecutively as his body twisted like a swallow. He either forcefully received it or dodged it as he escaped from the blade radiance.

"You've already lost. Get lost!"

Before she could even stand steadily, Mo Lengchang's disdainful voice came from the side. It was only at this moment that the spectators below the stage realized that he had only taken half of the blade.

"What?" What right do you have to say that I lost! "

Lin Feihuang gritted his teeth as a trace of anger flashed across his face. Just now, he had indeed been at a disadvantage, but hadn't he already blocked it?

What right did he have to say that he had already lost?

Crack! Crack! Crack!

However, at this moment, the short sword in her hand suddenly burst open from the middle as a blade aura rushed out, almost slashing open her chest.

Lin Feihuang's expression was filled with suspicion, he painfully shook his head, there was no doubt that Mo Lengchang had held back, if not the sword Qi would have been able to cut off her arms.

He had been defeated in a single exchange.

This was a complete suppression of strength, and the opponent did not hold back with good intentions either. Their goal was only to humiliate City Lord's Mansion.

"If you've lost, then roll away. You didn't even last a round!"

"Senior apprentice brother Mo was cold on the outside but hot on the inside. It was because he saw a beauty that he did not kill her. Otherwise …" "That female sect member was already dead …"

"The Martial Cultivator s of the City Lord's Mansion are truly trash, haha …"

A mocking voice came from the grandstands of the three sects at the same time.

As for Barbarian Clan and the other foreign Martial Cultivator s, they were laughing without restraint. They were simply here to watch a good show, it didn't matter who won.

As she walked, she was crying. Her cultivation was not strong enough, and she should not have gone up on stage, but she could not stand Mo Lengchang's provocation, which was why she acted recklessly. The other party originally wanted to make her lose face, but she ended up sending herself up to the door.

"You've gone too far!"

The faces of every single City Lord's Mansion King turned dark, especially Chen Xiao, who smashed his own thigh with his fist, as he bared his teeth in anger.

Victory or defeat was a common occurrence in the soldier families, and losing was not something to be afraid of. The key point was that the other party was obviously humiliating City Lord's Mansion.

"F * ck..." Let me go up and teach this arrogant fellow a lesson. "

Ye Feng raised his head and looked, a burly City Lord's Mansion disciple with a waist and waist rushed up to the stage.

"It's senior brother Qin Hua …"

"Senior brother Qin Hua should be able to beat that guy since he's about to level up his Ninth Level of Void Stage."

"…"

Once this person stepped onto the stage, the surrounding area was immediately filled with cheers and applause. Evidently, this disciple was not weak within the City Lord's Mansion Martial Cultivator s.

Ye Feng shook his head, he did not have much confidence in winning.

How could a Martial Cultivator who hadn't even reached the Ninth Level of Void Stage be a match for a strong warrior like Mo Lengchang? Most likely, Qin Hua was just asking to be humiliated when he went up on stage …

"Hold on!"

"Brother Mo, you have won a round. According to the rules, you can take a break halfway through the round. How about we just hand this round over to our subordinates!"

Just as Qin Hua jumped onto the stage, another cold and arrogant voice came from below. From where the Extreme Fire Fort s were seated, Zheng Shengheng walked out with large strides and jumped down from the stage, straight to the center of the stage.

Mo Lengchang frowned slightly, then revealed a cold smile, and shamelessly said while looking at Qin Hua: "Fine, I'm not interested in trash."

"F * ck, who are you calling a trash?!"

Qin Hua, who had his eyebrows raised, was extremely furious. Killing intent flashed in his eyes as the elemental energy in his body surged. A tyrannical aura swept towards his opponent.

"Don't worry... "Trash, I am your opponent."

Zheng Shengheng swept his hand across it, cutting off Qin Hua's explosive aura.

Boom!

Qin Hua could no longer hold it in. Waving his arms, he spread them wide open, and the wind from his punches fell like rain.

The "Eight Armed Divine Fist" he used was a City Lord's Mansion technique and he had long since cultivated it to the Small Success Stage. At the moment, when he punched out, it was like an artillery shell being fired one after another, dozens of shadows raised a powerful astral wind and swept through like a torrential storm.

"Haha …"

Zheng Shengheng chuckled, he did not seem to care at all, and with a roar, he conjured a huge shield of flame from his hands, which he threw towards the fist wind.1

"He dares to take such a method out to make a fool of himself? The raging inferno is raging like a raging fire! "

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The two completely different forces clashed against each other. In that instant, killing intent burst out, and Essence exploded into the air …

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