Chapter Five Hundred and Ninety Seventh: Ziqing Leihuo

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After the bloodthirsty sword was fused with the fragments of the holy sword, it was successfully advanced into an eighth-rank holy-level profound weapon. Shi Feng is now in the Nine-Star Martial Venerable Realm, and the sword skills launched with this sword have indeed reached the power of the Two-Star Martial Saint Realm!

Even, Shi Feng's attack with the bloodthirsty sword is stronger than the full moon scimitar, which requires the infusion of the majestic Nine Nether Powers to launch a powerful attack.

The Nine Netherworld power of the Nine Star Martial Venerable Realm, and then the full moon scimitar, the power is only at the peak of the one star Martial Saint Realm, and it is still one step away from the power of the two star Martial Saint Realm!

Although it is one step away, it is a gap of one day and one place!

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On the stage of No. 10, under the eyes of everyone, the people watching the battle saw that the black figure moved!

At this moment, the bloody long sword in Shi Feng's hand slashed forward!

Following the movement of Shi Feng's blood-colored long sword, the huge forest-white sword energy that soared to the sky suddenly bombarded Zi Xiao in front of him!

"Broken!" Just at this moment, Ziqinghou pointed his gun at Changtian, and shouted in a deep voice, "Aww!" A violent dragon chant resounded in the sky, and a huge blue and purple dragon elephant phantom appeared in the sky , and then slammed fiercely towards the huge forest white sword energy that suddenly cut down!

"Boom! Boom!" The two powerful forces bombarded together in an instant, and there were bursts of roaring sounds like giant thunders exploding. The berserk energy raged crazily on the No. 10 ring and above the ring.

The onlookers would never doubt at this moment that if the royal family of the Tianlan Empire hadn't imposed restrictions on this arena, the rampant energy overflowing would definitely cause countless casualties at this moment.

The power unleashed by the two of them in the arena was so terrifying.

And in the raging energy center, at this moment, that black figure was fighting fiercely with that blue-purple figure.

A series of dense white sword energy appeared, and a series of bluish-purple gun shadows criss-crossed!

A violent bloody flame erupted from the black figure. A bright purple light fell from the sky and landed on the purple shadow.

The two fighting figures were immediately overwhelmed by the violent and raging energy, and disappeared from the sight of the crowd watching the battle.

The onlookers looked at the two figures submerged in the berserk energy,

The energy that was still raging in the two arenas said in amazement: "This... this is so powerful! Could this be the power of a two-star martial saint?"

"It should be! The real battle of the strong! I didn't expect that Shi Feng would reach such a level without following Zi Qinghou's footsteps at all! These two are the real strong. What a genius!"

"This battle is the most intense battle I have ever seen in my life! In my opinion, this battle is enough to be recorded in the history of our Tianlan Empire! No matter who wins or loses, it will be remembered forever!"

A martial artist who was watching suddenly thought of a question, and said, "What is the origin of this Shi Feng! Don't forget that his age is almost 10 years younger than Ziqinghou! At such an age , has such talent, if he continues to grow..."

"Yeah... he... is just a fifteen or sixteen year old boy... oh my god..."

Then, under the reminder of that voice, the surrounding martial artists thought of this shocking question one by one.

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Among the crowd not far away, there was a white figure, a young man in a white robe, silently watching the battle on ring 10.

The more he looked at the No. 10 ring, the tighter the young man's fists were clenched. At this moment, the jade slip hanging on the young man's neck made an old and hoarse voice: "Forget it, Zhong'er! Let's go!"

"But teacher..." Yang Zhongman said unwillingly: "I told him that if he wants to be in the ring, he must be killed! If I leave like this, then I, Yang Zhong, will become a person who only talks big. Alright! This is fine!"

"Hey! Zhong'er!" At this time, the old voice sighed and said, "His power has reached the power of a two-star martial saint. Now that you meet him, not only will you not be able to kill him, but you will also be killed." He kills! Killed, it's all over!

Zhonger, you only have to keep this life alive and continue to become stronger, so that you can get everything you want in the future, and you can clear away all obstacles that hinder your progress! Only then can these people be trampled to death! "

"I...I understand, teacher!" After saying this, Yang Zhong still looked at the No. 10 ring full of reluctance, and then he still clenched his fists and retreated quietly!

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On stage 10, the violent power began to gradually dissipate, and the black figure, and the blue-purple figure gradually appeared in everyone's sight.

As soon as the two appeared, there was a loud cry from the crowd below: "Look! They have appeared! They have appeared!"

"Shi Feng! Marquis Ziqing! What's going on in the battle!"

The two people on the ring had separated at this moment, standing proudly in mid-air, looking at each other from a distance.

But the appearance of the two of them, at the moment, is not very optimistic.

After Shi Feng appeared, his black robes were torn and his hair was messy. He didn't have the demeanor of a strong young man like before, but he looked like a beggar.

As for Qingzi Hou Zixiao, he doesn't look much better now, and the cyan armor on his body has also become tattered. His hair seemed to have been burnt by a flame, and it became scorched black, and even now it was still emitting black smoke, and even his stern face was scorched.

Zi Xiao looked at the black figure in front of him coldly, and said coldly: "I really didn't expect that you have stepped into such a situation, good! Very good! This has strengthened my determination to kill you! Today You will die no matter what!"

"Hmph! Is this young master dead?" After hearing Zixiao's words in front of him, Shi Feng said with disdain: "If this young master dies in the hands of such a waste as you, then the cultivation of this young master these years should be regarded as the cultivation The dog is fine!

Today, let me kill you and use your blood to make me step into a stronger position! "

As long as he kills Zi Xiao, devours Zi Xiao's power of death, after blood, it is enough for him to successfully step into the Martial Saint Realm!

At this moment, Zi Xiao, who was staring at Shi Feng coldly, once again had a powerful and majestic aura rising straight into the sky!

"Go to hell! Today, this Marquis will let you know what is real power and what is real martial skill!" After Zixiao finished speaking, he pointed the purple spear in his hand at Changtian, mouth Zhong suddenly shouted loudly: "Zihualei, Qinghuahuo, Ziqingleihuo!"