On the second day, outside the Thunder Martial Arts Arena, there was a ring.
The bright sunlight shines on the sharp edge of the sword, reflecting the dazzling light. The hilt of the sword is held in the palm of a middle-aged man's hand.
The middle-aged man was wearing a white suit, standing with his eyes closed, as if waiting for his opponent to arrive. There is no doubt that this one is Thunder Sword Lei Dong.
On both sides of the street, thousands of warriors were watching. It must be said that the decisive battle between the Soul-Capturing Sword and the Thunder Sword aroused the passion of the warriors.
Because the reputation of a warrior is earned through fighting. Such a wonderful duel is not to be missed.
"The sun is so high, but Ling Yun still hasn't come. Could it be that he is afraid?"
"Don't talk nonsense. Last time, Master Ling defeated Qiao Zhenye, an innate strongman holding a magic weapon. How could he be afraid of thunder!"
Both of them had many fans, and they immediately started arguing.
Suddenly, a young man in a blue shirt jumped up and landed on the ring.
Ling Feng said calmly: "I kept you waiting for a long time!"
He scanned the crowd and suddenly spotted a familiar figure, Song Yurou.
Song Yurou also looked at him and smiled at him.
Ling Feng smiled in return, calmed down, stared at Lei Dong, consumed 30 mental power, used a detective skill, and obtained some basic information.
Name: Lei Dong
Occupation: Martial Arts Master
Sin value: 1568 points
Attributes: Muscles and Bones 22, Body 22, Body Technique 24, Soul 25
Qi and blood: 220
Angry? ?
Mental strength: 250
Kung Fu? ?
Judging from Lei Dong's physical attributes, he must be good at Qinggong and Shenfa, and his sword-drawing speed must be extremely fast. Moreover, his soul strength is not low, he is also a veteran on the battlefield, capable of killing people, and his mind is firm. The effect of the sword illusion will be greatly reduced, and he is a very difficult type. Ling Feng secretly made a decision to end the battle in a short time.
Lei Dong was also staring at Ling Feng. Through investigation, he already knew Ling Feng's true identity and age. To have this strength at the age of sixteen must be due to some kind of adventure. If I could gain access to his secrets, would my cultivation level be able to advance to the next level?
Ling Feng said calmly: "Is this a battle of life and death, or a martial arts competition?"
Lei Dong said calmly: "It's not a life and death battle, but it's not just a martial arts competition!"
Ling Feng understood what he meant. If he was good at martial arts, he was just competing in martial arts. If he was just in vain, don't blame him for killing him. This old cunning guy! Ling Feng cursed secretly, but with a faint smile on his face, he pulled out the Han Yuan Sword from his waist, stretched out his hand and said, "In that case, please!"
Lei Dong quickly activated the Heavenly Thunder Qi in his body, and the sharp sword in his hand suddenly erupted with a silver-white electric arc like a long snake, making a sizzling sound.
The corner of Ling Feng's mouth twitched slightly, why should he fight? His Han Yuan and Chi Yan swords are also conductive. If he fights hard with weapons, he will definitely be electrocuted. Although with his strong physical attributes, it is unlikely that he will be electrocuted directly, but if the hand holding the sword is paralyzed, he will be dead.
At this moment, Lei Dong moved, and in a flash, like lightning and flint, the silver sword had reached three inches in front of Ling Feng's chest.
Ling Feng's expression changed slightly, and he quickly retreated to the edge of the ring. He tiptoed, jumped three feet, flew through the air, passed Lei Dong's head, and landed on the other side of the ring.
Lei Dong turned around and thrust out his sword quickly, and in an instant it was three inches in front of Ling Feng's chest. This is also the reason why he built this arena. If he fought on this long street, Ling Feng could keep dodging, but the arena is only so big. With his Qinggong, he can stab the opponent with his sword in just the blink of an eye. inside the body. If Ling Feng jumped off the stage, he would win without a fight. This is Lao Jianghu, creating the most advantageous battlefield for himself.
Ling Feng decided to use offense as defense. He ducked sideways to avoid the edge of the sword, and the Han Yuan Sword stabbed diagonally towards Lei Dong's chest.
The corners of Lei Dong's mouth raised slightly, his sword moved horizontally, and he held the Han Yuan Sword.
Ling Feng's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly drew his sword and retreated, but there was still a silver arc along the sword body, rapidly invading Ling Feng's right hand holding the sword.
There was a crackling sound, sparks flew everywhere, and the sleeve of Ling Feng's right arm was in tatters, revealing his somewhat charred skin.
In the past, when he fought with Gu Changqing and other innate masters, their weapons would be divided at a touch, and the innate true energy would be difficult to corrode his body. However, this time the Heavenly Thunder True Qi was transmitted extremely fast, and he was easily shocked. Although the injury was not serious, But the paralysis effect was too deadly.
In the blink of an eye, Lei Dong struck with his sword again.
Ling Feng's expression changed, his figure quickly retreated, and he flew off the stage. Just when Song Yurou and others thought he was about to lose, Hanyuan Sword touched the ground and bent, supporting his body. Then Ling Feng's figure flashed and he stabbed Lei Dong quickly with a sword. The spiritual power between his eyebrows gathered, Cang Feng Lang Jianyi is ready to go.
Lei Dong seemed to have a telepathic understanding and knew that Ling Feng was going to make a killing move, so he retreated sharply. When Ling Feng landed on the ring, the power of his sword was exhausted. He jumped in the air and slashed down with his sword with the force of the Huashan Mountain.
Ling Feng's expression turned cold, he raised his sword to block, and held the long sword, but the silver arc of lightning quickly invaded along the Han Yuan Sword, making a crackling sound. His right arm went numb, his strength was greatly reduced, his sword sank, and he could no longer hold on. The sword intent between his eyebrows shot out and pierced Lei Dong's mind. His mental power was instantly consumed by 200 points and dropped to 70 points.
The smile on Lei Dong's face froze, and his mind fell into the illusion of sword intent.
And Ling Feng's left hand was as fast as lightning, he pulled out the red flame sword on his back and quickly stabbed Lei Dong's throat.
After a while, Lei Dong finally opened his eyes, and the red sword tip had already pierced his throat.
Although he quickly broke away from the illusion of sword intent, Ling Feng's sword drawing speed was too fast. He drew the sword and thrust it out smoothly, as if he had practiced it thousands of times. With just a snap of his fingers, the tip of the sword had already penetrated. down his throat.
The sharp sword fell from Lei Hand's hand, and he stared at Ling Feng with extremely complicated eyes, showing both disbelief and unwillingness. What he couldn't believe was that Ling Feng actually killed him regardless of his identity and background. What he was unwilling to accept was that death had come early. Originally, there were still two weeks left in the day! It's all caused by greed!
"Congratulations to the player, you killed the innate powerhouse Thunder Sword Lei Dong and gained 550 points of essence and 1560 points of chivalry."
The moment his body fell, a pleasant system prompt sounded in Ling Feng's ears.
(There is a huge gap between Xiantian realm warriors and True Qi realm warriors, so the drop will be at least 500 points of essence.)
At this moment, a man holding a long knife jumped out from the ring in each direction and rushed towards Ling Feng.
Each of these four people is a warrior or above, and their long swords are condensed with an inch of sword light.
Among them, a man in black with an indifferent expression was the fastest. The long knife in his hand condensed with a dark red light and struck quickly from behind him.
From Lei Dong's sudden defeat and death to the four masters surrounding and killing Ling Feng, this change in just a few moments shocked most people, and most of them looked stunned.
Song Yurou and Yin Qianchou both looked at Ling Feng with worried faces. All this happened too suddenly and it was too late to take action.
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