Dying?
Help you?
When Xiao Changfeng''s words fell, there was a dead silence all around.
Everyone suspected that they had heard wrong.
The ninth prince, do you want to kill Qianlong bangtianjiao?
This... How possible!
All the martial artists were in an uproar. They looked at Xiao Changfeng one by one, just like looking at a madman.
It''s genius to kill the enemy across a small level between martial artists!
And killing the enemy across two small levels is a demon!
But now, Xiao Changfeng is only the seventh weight of Lingwu territory, while Duanmu Lei is the first weight of Diwu territory.
Four small levels!
It has crossed a great realm.
The most frightening thing is that Duanmu Lei is not an ordinary local martial artist.
Even Xue lanzhan can''t do three moves in his hand.
It is Tianjiao who is famous on the list of hidden dragons.
Such existence, the great prince does not come out, and almost no one can beat him in the whole Dawu Dynasty.
And Xiao Changfeng showed his intention to kill Duanmu Lei?
This is absolutely impossible!
Not only other martial artists, but also Duanmu Lei was stunned at this time.
He immediately laughed and looked at Xiao Changfeng like an idiot.
"Even if you and I are in the same realm, I only need three moves to kill you, let alone four small realms."
"But last night you bullied people and killed my cousin, so I won''t keep my hand today. Come up and die!"
Duanmu Lei''s eyes were like a sword, full of linglie''s killing intention.
Everyone can''t help but tremble and feel cold inside.
"Oh? Kill me with three moves. In that case, I''ll let you do three moves. Let me see how you can kill me with three moves!"
Xiao Changfeng stepped into the challenge arena and faced Duanmu Lei without fear.
what!
When Xiao Changfeng''s words fell, everyone was stunned, and then reacted in an uproar.
Arrogance!
Arrogance!
In the face of Duanmu Lei, are you going to let three moves first?
This... Is so arrogant.
"What an idiot! He dares to be so big in front of Tianjiao of Qianlong list. I really don''t know how to write the word death!"
Yunhong laughed and thought Xiao Changfeng must have lost his mind.
"Brother nine, you must be all right!"
Xiao Yurong stood under the challenge arena, his eyes fixed on him, and his body was full of aura. He was ready to go on the stage to save people at any time.
"Wenjie, your highness nine seems to be a little arrogant!"
Even Master Lu frowned at this time, and he was not optimistic about Xiao Changfeng.
"Grandpa, don''t worry, the teacher will never lose!"
Lu Wenjie is very confident in Xiao Changfeng.
After all, he has followed Xiao Changfeng for the longest time and has seen Xiao Changfeng''s moves several times.
He knew very well how gifted his teacher was.
It is no longer a mortal category, but like an immortal.
At this moment, everyone was watching, and even Emperor Wu looked slightly.
Everyone''s eyes focused on the two figures in the challenge arena.
"Well, since I became famous, you are not the first person to talk in front of me, but everyone before has died under my sword."
Duanmu Lei was very angry and smiled back at the moment. In his eyes, he splashed a strong killing intention.
"In that case, go to hell!"
A fierce momentum like the sheath of a sharp sword burst out from Duanmu Lei.
As if he were a sword.
Kill the world!
Shua!
Duanmu Lei stretched out his hand and waved. Suddenly, a roaring strong wind tore the air directly and cut into Xiao Changfeng.
This strong wind turned into a sharp blade and instantly cut through the sky for more than ten meters, with an extremely fierce howling sound.
Before the wind blade arrives, the overwhelming wind will arrive in advance.
There was a sharp friction sound on the granite ground where Xiao Changfeng stood, like the sound of a blade across an iron plate.
A sharp and unparalleled sword idea enveloped Xiao Changfeng from a distance.
If ordinary people are here and the wind blade hasn''t arrived, they will be seriously injured by sword intention first.
"Sword meaning, he realized the sword meaning!"
Seeing this scene, yunhou could no longer keep calm and screamed out.
Sword meaning, this is a mysterious and mysterious thing.
It is a swordsman''s perception of the sword that has reached an unprecedented level.
Some people sit on the ice for a hundred years and realize the meaning of cold.
Some people hold a knife for decades and feel their own meaning of the knife.
Everyone has different feelings, but each artistic conception is undoubtedly very powerful.
Duanmu Lei not only has the spirit of wind and martial arts, but also has unique advantages in kendo.
His sword technique has achieved great success, and he has realized his sword meaning.
"Since I was born, I have been walking in the wind, and I went to the wind Valley to practice hard for ten years. Only then did I realize my wind chasing sword meaning. My wind chasing sword meaning is the ultimate speed."
"The only martial arts in the world is fast. Anything hard is just because the speed is not fast enough. As long as it is fast enough, it is space. I can cut it!"
Duanmu Lei spoke faintly. This is one of his two unique skills.
It is also his dependence on winning the diving dragon list.
Even if the sword is not drawn, the sword is intended for the body, and every move is a sword.
The title of his wind chasing sword does not refer to the sword he carries.
It''s his wind chasing sword.
When the sword comes out, who will compete.
In the same realm, you can rarely meet your opponent.
"The ninth Prince is about to lose. Unexpectedly, Duanmu Lei has realized his sword intention."
Duke Wei''s eyes were bright, like the deep night sky, staring at Duanmu Lei.
"If Tianjiao doesn''t die early in the future, the imperial martial arts realm will be easy to get. The great energy realm is not hopeless, it is the saint realm, and there is a possibility!"
The Duke of Wei was well-informed and had a broad vision. At a glance, he judged Duanmu Lei''s future.
Indeed, any Tianjiao on the list of hidden dragons is qualified to become a saint.
"If only I had such strength!"
Wei Yanqing''s eyes showed envy. His martial arts talent was mediocre. Although he held power, he also coveted this powerful power.
"It''s sword intention. Your highness nine is in danger!"
Old man Lu frowned and looked worried.
"The teacher will never fail!"
Lu Wenjie''s face still shows confidence, only he knows.
What my teacher practiced was not martial arts, but the ethereal immortal way of life.
Just Duanmu Lei, even in the presence of demons, is still not enough to see in front of his teacher.
But others didn''t know that whether Xiao Yurong or Mo Ruyu was nervous, and meimou stared at the challenge arena tightly.
At this time, linglie''s strong wind has come to Xiao Changfeng''s face, like a giant sword more than ten meters long, coming in the air to cut Xiao Changfeng in half.
However, Xiao Changfeng did not flash or hide. He still stood where he was, and seemed to have been scared silly.
Boom!
The terrible strong wind directly cut a three or four meter long crack in the granite ground. The crack stretches out and the earth splits like a small abyss.
In an instant, dust and smoke rose everywhere, and rocks flew.
Everyone is staring here.
Is the ninth Prince... Dead?
However, at this time, a faint voice sounded from the dust and smoke.
"The first move!"