"Nothing is impossible."
Elder Yuan He shook his head and said: "Jin Chihai's killing sword should be about five times the speed of sound. But Shen Chenfeng's speed has reached at least eight times, or even faster."
"Eight times the speed of sound?"
Lu Boyan took a breath of air, and he understood deeply what this meant.
All magical powers in the world are invincible, except speed.
As long as you have absolute speed, you can be invincible.
"No wonder Shen Chenfeng dares to claim to be invincible with his strength in the Celestial Realm. He is really capable."
Lu Boyan's eyes were deep and he said to himself: "But unfortunately, Shen Chenfeng, no matter how fast you are, you are no match for me."
At the same time, on the stage.
"With your little strength, you still dare to clamor to kill me?"
"What are you?"
Cold voices kept ringing in the space.
Jin Chihai's whole body was covered with wounds that were deep enough to see the bones, and blood filled his body. He looked particularly miserable, and he was completely different from the arrogance he had just now.
Seeing Jin Chihai's injuries becoming more and more serious, his body was crumbling.
Shen Chenfeng suddenly appeared on the ring, grabbed Jin Chihai's neck, and lifted him up.
He looked at Jin Chihai coldly, with dark and scary eyes, and said: "Even if I can't transform into a five-clawed golden dragon, it would be easy for me, Shen Chenfeng, to kill you?"
"enough."
The elder of the Golden Knife Sect shouted loudly and said: "Keep this man alive, we, the Golden Knife Sect, will admit defeat."
boom!
Hearing the voice of the golden-robed elder, the crowd suddenly burst into flames as if waking up from a dream.
Lost.
The dignified Jin Chihai actually lost.
How can this be?
Until now, there are still many people who are confused and have not seen clearly how Shen Chenfeng won the game.
But at this time, they finally understood.
This cultivator of the Celestial Realm is by no means an ordinary person.
He is strong.
Even stronger than people imagine.
Among them, Zhu Hong and Jin Chihai are the best proof.
"Shen Chenfeng, stop it."
Seeing Shen Chenfeng still holding Jin Chihai's neck, he seemed unwilling to give up. Elder Yuanhe was afraid of making things worse, so he quickly warned.
"Today, for the sake of Elder Yuanhe, I will spare your life."
Shen Chenfeng put away the black light in his eyes, and then threw Jin Chihai out as if throwing away garbage.
The golden-robed elder quickly flew over and stepped forward to check Jin Chihai's injuries.
When he saw the countless bone-deep wounds on Jin Chihai's body, he raised his head in shock and anger, and shouted sternly: "You Shen Chenfeng, how dare you do such a vicious thing. We will remember this grudge. Wait until the Star Dou Conference is over. From now on, I will definitely lead the masters of the Golden Sword Sect to pay a personal visit to your Xuantian Sect."
Shen Chenfeng suddenly stopped there.
He slowly turned around and stared at the figure of the golden-robed elder. His voice was erratic and he said, "Are you threatening me?"
The golden-robed elder had a sneer on his face and wanted to say something.
Sudden!
One after another, the extremely indifferent aura was like a violent wind and rain, overwhelmingly crushing down the sky.
"The Golden Sword Sect is so majestic."
Sun Wuji laughed and said: "With your little strength, do you dare to provoke Xuantian Sect? Haha, it's not that I look down on your Golden Sword Sect. Apart from that old immortal sect leader, how many refiners do your Golden Sword Sect have now? A master in the realm of gods?"
"I think you, the Golden Sword Sect, are really tired of living."
Lu Wushuang was even more direct and said coldly: "If you dare to threaten my elder brother, believe it or not, I will destroy you right now."
Seeing the two demon sects taking action, the golden-robed elder obviously lacked confidence.
He looked at the Immortal Sects for help, but those sects that were usually on good terms with the Golden Knife Sect all looked on with cold eyes, and no one came forward.
Lu Boyan did not hide the disdain on his face and said: "You can't beat me in a competition, so you want to bully others? What's wrong, the dignified Golden Sword Sect, can't you afford to lose?"
"No, it's not..."
The golden-robed elder immediately broke into a cold sweat and said, "Holy Son of the Wilderness, that's not what I meant."
"It better be this way!"
Lu Boyan's face was full of disgust and he said: "I will put my words here today. If you, the Golden Blade Sect, dare to have any thoughts about Xuantian Sect after the Star Dou Conference is over, I, the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect, will never let you go."
"As commanded."
The golden-robed elder quickly bowed and saluted, not daring to show any dissatisfaction.
"What are you doing standing there, why don't you just get out of here?"
Lu Boyan shook his head and said with hatred: "Our Immortal Sect has lost all face by you trash."
"Yes, yes, I'm leaving now."
The golden-robed elder quickly picked up Jin Chihai, took several disciples from the Golden Sword Sect, and left the square without looking back.
After several people had completely left, Lu Boyan raised his hands to Shen Chenfeng and said, "Brother Shen, it's because of our lax supervision in the Immortal Way that you are laughing."
"It doesn't matter."
Shen Chenfeng remained expressionless, but in his heart he sentenced the Golden Blade Sect to death.
The thing he couldn't tolerate the most in his life was someone threatening him with the people around him.
Golden Knife Sect has obviously committed a big taboo.
After the Star Dou Conference is over, he must make a break with the Golden Blade Sect.
"Although our immortal way is not right, I will not let you go in the next competition."
Lu Boyan looked at Shen Chenfeng's back with an interesting expression on his face.
It was obvious that Shen Chenfeng's performance had aroused his interest.
"I am waiting."
Shen Chenfeng smiled disdainfully, turned around and flew back to the stands.
After this battle, Shen Chenfeng became famous.
Countless people looked at Shen Chenfeng's figure with surprise and weirdness.
"In this competition, Shen Chenfeng wins."
"Next, let's continue the competition."
Chen Jianghe coughed, stood up quickly, and announced: "The second competition is between the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect Lu Baiyan and the Great Demon Sect Lu Wushuang."
boom!
As soon as the voice fell, the crowd instantly became excited.
The much-anticipated battle of the Holy Son has finally begun.
"One is the Holy Son of the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect, and the other is the Holy Son of the Great Demon Sect."
"These two saints are both great among men. I just don't know who is stronger between the two of them?"
"Isn't this nonsense? It must be the Holy Son of the Wilderness. In the gatherings of the past few days, whether it was the Five Qi Immortal Pot or the drinking, Lu Boyan always had the upper hand."
"But this doesn't mean anything. Lu Wushuang's strength cannot be underestimated."
Amid the discussion of the crowd, Lu Boyan landed on the ring in the air with a sword on his back, a look of arrogance on his face.
Lu Wushuang also stood up, but instead of flying to the ring, he came to Shen Chenfeng.
"In this competition, you do your best."
Shen Chenfeng looked coldly and said: "I want everyone to see your innate white bone magical power. Don't embarrass the Great Demon Sect."
His meaning was already obvious, Lu Wushuang was no match for Lu Boyan.
As long as you're happy.
But Lu Wushuang obviously misunderstood Shen Chenfeng's meaning, and said arrogantly: "Don't worry, brother, I, Lu Wushuang, will never embarrass brother."
As he spoke, his body rose into the air and landed on the ring like a meteorite.
The huge force set off violent air waves.
The surging fighting spirit was like a stormy sea, sweeping across the entire square.
"Lu Boyan, suffer death!"
