Although Jiang Feng's sword seemed to have no strength,... when the sword stopped, the battle was over.

All Wu Potian's attacks over there, including the subsequent Shenwu Jiulian's series of attacks, could not be used.

Because Jiang Feng's sword had already reached Wu Potian's heart.

And half a piece of the meat is added.

Blood had already dripped down the sword. If Wu Potian insisted on continuing to attack, Jiang Feng only needed a little force, and the sword could pierce Wu Potian's heart and let Wu Potian die on the spot.

Jiang Feng looked at the other party and said coldly: "I still can't control it!"

Wu Potian looked down at Jiang Feng's sword, and then looked at Jiang Feng, his face full of unbelievable expressions.

"How is this...it's possible...how is it possible..."

Wu Potian murmured, only this sentence was left in his mouth.

He felt his face flushing. The Haikou he had just praised had turned into a loud slap, and it slapped on his face one after another.

The people around them also sighed: "Hey, I've said that this guy is not good at all. He can't beat him if he can't beat him. I thought before that such an awesome person could have three moves in Gao Shou's hands. But I didn't expect that... Gao Shou is still powerful."

"Haha, three moves? You're overthinking. Have you seen Zhang Deyi before, and he couldn't stand one move in front of Gao Shou? That Zhang Deyi is a master of the eighth level of the Taoist realm. Such a person can't beat Gao Shou... In other words, at the same level, this kid is really invincible as he said!"

No matter how others around him were talking about it, Jiang Feng's appearance and moves just now had all fallen into the eyes of other hall masters.

Many people think that this kid is a stunning and genius.

As for the Lord of the God Palace, he frowned and looked thoughtful.

Jiang Feng put away the Dayan Thunder Sword, looked at the many disciples around him, and finally said with a smile: "Today's challenge, let's stop here. Goodbye!"

After saying that, Jiang Feng was about to leave.

This time, Jiang Feng didn’t just want to let out a sigh of anger. In fact, there is also a big component to verify his skills.

"stop!"

The Lord of the God Palace suddenly blocked Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng looked at the other party and asked calmly: "It's not just senior... Is there anything else to say?"

"You have compared again!" said the Lord of the God Palace.

Jiang Feng raised his eyebrows: "Is there any meaning?"

The Lord of the God Palace nodded and said, "Yes! You took advantage of the weapons just now, and his weapons are not as good as you! So... I want you to do it again!"

While saying that, the Lord of the God Palace threw a sword to Wu Potian: "Potian, catch it! This time, you must be fine!"

Looking at the golden sword in his hand, Wu Potian became excited. Just from the misty aura fluctuations on the sword, he could feel that this was a heaven-level Xuan soldier. He and the Dayan Thunder Sword in Jiang Feng's hand were weapons of the same level.

He was just wondering why he could not beat Jiang Feng. Now, after listening to the palace master's explanation, he also regained his confidence.

Love is that Jiang Feng’s weapon just now is better than himself. Now that he also has this good weapon, does that mean that he can defeat Jiang Feng?

He pulled out the sword in his hand, looked at Jiang Feng and said, "Gao Shou, this time, I will not give you another chance, come on!"
Chapter completed!