The whole audience fell into silence.


    The battle just happened so fast that it was like an electric light and Firestone. It was just a blink of an eye. The Feng was knocked down by Zhuo Wen''s fist without singing, and his right eye was swollen like a panda''s eye.


    Honglao frowned slightly. Zhuo Wen''s strength was beyond his expectation. Unexpectedly, he met him face to face and let Feng buming suffer a great loss.


    But honglao was not worried, because he knew the strength of fengbuming best.


    Just now, Feng buming just played 50% of his strength. If Feng buming used all his strength and performed the Phoenix Scripture, even he might not be able to win Feng buming easily.


    On the contrary, yuanerfu, who stood beside Hong, looked a little nervous.


    Zhuo Wen''s strength was also beyond her expectation. She was worried that Feng buming would not be Zhuo Wen''s opponent.


    Zhuo Wen fell on the blood weeping platform. Three divine swords, thunder fire sword, blood fairy sword and death sacrifice sword, were suspended around his body in a ring to form a sword array.


    "If the Phoenix doesn''t sing, is it the first day of the Phoenix family? It seems that it doesn''t live up to its name!"


    Zhuo Wen looked straight at Feng buming and looked contemptuous.


    Feng buming was furious. Zhuo Wen dared to show contempt for him. What qualifications does he have.


    "Zhuo Wen, you annoyed me! I despised you just now, but from now on, you have to accept my anger, and I will try my best to kill you on the bloody stage!"


    Feng buming has decided not to keep Zhuo Wen alive and has no intention to torture Zhuo Wen.


    Zhuo Wenfang made him embarrassed, which dealt a serious blow to his dignity. How could he endure such insults.


    And such insults, at the moment, only with Zhuo Wen''s blood can he wash away the insults he suffered.


    After Feng buming said this, Zhuo Wenming felt that the temperature and power of the blood flame around the blood crying platform had reached an unprecedented level of terror.


    For a moment, these blood flames turned into one bloody Phoenix after another.


    A total of nine blood colored Phoenix soared into the sky and finally surrounded the Phoenix buming.


    Under the blessing of the nine bloody Phoenix, the breath of the Phoenix without singing soared rapidly, and reached an extremely terrible level in an instant.


    "You can force me to use the ninth floor of the Phoenix Scripture. You''re very good! You died well today!"


    When Feng buming finished, the whole person had disappeared, just like the evaporation of the world.


    "So fast!"


    Zhuo Wen narrowed his eyes. He knew that Feng buming didn''t really disappear, but that at that moment, moving at high speed, he couldn''t see the specific figure of Feng buming at all.


    Bang bang!


    For a moment, Zhuo Wen was surrounded by the sound of gold and iron. The three divine swords around him burst into sparks. Among them, the death sacrifice sword and the blood fairy sword were the weakest. They were blown away at the moment of being collided.


    The breath of thunder fire sword is the most powerful, but it blocks the bombardment of Phoenix.


    However, Xiaohei had a hard time resisting it.


    Although it raised its level to the mid-term of Tongtian level by relying on xuanyang divine condensate, it is only an artifact after all. Although its combat power is not weak, it still lags behind the real mid-term of Tongtian Lord.


    After fengbuming Shi exhibited the ninth floor of the Phoenix Scripture, its speed has reached an extremely terrible level, and even Xiaohei was reluctant to resist.


    And Zhuo Wen''s eyes are sharp. It can be seen that the defense of Lei Huojian must be broken by Feng buming in less than 50 rounds.


    Zhuo Wen kicked on the ground with his right foot and showed his magic power to kill time and space.


    A long purple River swept out of the void behind him and swept away towards the Phoenix.


    But what surprised Zhuo Wen''s eyes was that the Purple River didn''t catch up with Feng buming. That Feng buming easily avoided the purple river.


    Bang!


    A bloody flame rolled up, full of terrible gun intention, swept across the thunder fire sword.


    Xiao Hei''s swearing voice stopped, and he was swept upside down by the gun.


    "Die!"


    Feng buming''s eyes were ferocious, and his hands whirled violently. The bloody long gun took a turbulent bloody spark and rushed into the chest of Zhuo Wen.


    To Feng buming''s ecstasy, Zhuo Wen seemed to be stunned. His long gun ran directly through Zhuo Wen''s chest.


    But he soon found something wrong. The power of his blood gun was extremely terrible. After running through the flesh, the powerful blood flame must be able to burn the other party and turn it into bloody ashes.


    But except for the wound on his chest, Zhuo Wen''s whole body was not burned by the blood flame, and Zhuo Wen grinned at him. This is teasing him. What''s going on?


    Zhuo Wen naturally deliberately let Feng buming stab him with a long gun. With his current physical strength, he has no problem carrying Feng buming''s long gun.


    The main reason is that Feng buming''s speed is too fast. He can''t keep up. He can only use this "bitter meat trick".


    At the moment when Feng buming was absent-minded, Zhuo Wen suddenly turned his right hand into a claw, grabbed Feng buming''s neck, and punched his left hand mercilessly at Feng buming''s face.


    Feng buming burst out all his strength and wanted to break away from Zhuo Wen.


    But to his horror, a mysterious force emerged from Zhuo Wen, which suppressed him to death. Even the blood in his body seemed to be dim, and he couldn''t get rid of Zhuo Wen.


    When Feng buming was shocked by this fact, Zhuo Wen''s fist had greeted him.


    Then, Zhuo Wen''s fist rained on Feng buming''s face and made Feng buming scream again and again.


    All the other races in the challenge arena are dull. Just now, after the Phoenix buming burst out the ninth layer of power in the Phoenix Scripture, the majesty is still fresh in my mind.


    Before long, the Phoenix was beaten by Zhuo Wen without singing, and was beaten severely. The painting style is too strange to look directly at.


    Hong Lao''s mouth curved in an arc. At this moment, he was completely stiff.


    "Ah! Bastard, I will kill you today!"


    The Phoenix didn''t sound like crazy. The nine bloody Phoenix around him suddenly chirped. Immediately, a powerful force rushed like a wave, and Zhuo Wen was involuntarily retreated more than ten steps.


    When he recovered, he found that the tenth bloody Phoenix appeared around Feng buming, which added a strong momentum to Feng buming out of thin air.


    However, when Zhuo Wen''s eyes fell on Feng buming''s face, he couldn''t help laughing.


    Feng buming''s handsome face was completely swollen at the moment. It was the result of being beaten by Zhuo wenpang.


    Under the bloody stage, the onlookers saw the appearance of Feng buming and remembered the appearance before Feng buming. Many couldn''t help laughing.


    Feng buming was so angry that the laughter under the stage pierced his heart like a needle and made him feel ashamed.


    "You forced me to use the tenth layer of the Phoenix Scripture. Today you have to pay a painful price! I want you to regret being born in this world!"


    As soon as the Phoenix didn''t roar, the figure disappeared in place like a ghost.


    At this moment, the speed of Feng buming was faster than before. The onlookers could not even capture the figure of Feng buming.


    There was an uproar under the stage. Feng buming''s speed at the moment was too abnormal. Many foreigners thought that Zhuo Wen''s death was coming.


    Zhuo Wen was very calm. At the moment when Feng buming disappeared, he used his magic power, the eye of the candle dragon.


    For a moment, the line of sight around him became clear, and even the moving track of Feng buming could be seen in his eyes.


    Pooh!


    Zhuo Wen suddenly pulled out the bloody gun that ran through his chest, and then his right foot stepped on the ground. The strong force shook the ground and made a violent noise.


    Then, Zhuo Wen quickly turned around and stabbed his bloody gun behind him.


    Pooh!


    The sound of the long gun entering the meat sounded, and then the sound of blood ticking into the ground gathered together. At the moment, it seemed so crisp and strange on the blood weeping platform.


    I saw that in front of Zhuo Wen, the Phoenix did not sing like time was still. He stopped in front of Zhuo Wen. His neck was pierced by a long gun, and his blood poured out like a flood breaking the dike.


    Feng buming stared at Zhuo Wen. His eyes were full of incredible look.


    How is this possible?


    He used the tenth floor of the Phoenix Scripture. He was faster and stronger. How could Zhuo Wen predict his position in advance and stab the gun