If you can take advantage of the situation and throw it away, the damage you will suffer will definitely be greatly reduced. However, if you are beaten while standing, you will suffer 100% of the attacks!

After retreating, Lu Feng looked at Lu Liang's miserable situation and curled his lips and couldn't help but laugh.

"Pooh!"

Spit out a mouthful of blood foam, Lu Liang stared at Lu Feng and said viciously: "If you can take the last move, I will admit defeat!"

"Okay!" Lu Feng nodded and agreed. His source energy was a big problem. Now he could save a little, and one move determines the outcome.

Hearing Lu Feng's agreement, Lu Liang pinched the magic tricks in his hand, and the air suddenly trembled. Then the nearby source energy quickly gathered into his hand. In just a moment, a delicate small short knife two fingers wide condensed.

The knife was blood-red, and the blood inside emitted a strange light. It was almost noon, and the blood knife seemed out of place in the sun.

"The remaining blood knife, that thing seems to like that blood thread..." Lu Feng murmured to himself. Last time he used broken iron pieces to block this move, he remembered that the last strand of blood was absorbed by the fragments, which seemed to be what it needed.

However, if you directly destroy the blood-reinforced knife, how can you leave this bloodshot?

Just as he was thinking distressed, Lu Liang had already prepared and was waiting for Lu Feng to use his martial arts.

"I don't want to do it anymore, just ask him in the future!"

Lu Feng stopped thinking, his hands flipped continuously, and a stream of energy came up from the dantian, circled around the body for several weeks, and then escaped from his fingertips, and a tiny silver light suddenly appeared.

You could vaguely find that the space was trembling at this moment. When Lu Feng pointed his fingertips at Lu Liang, he felt that a terrifying force was locked in him. The tiny silver light could not be stopped!

This is the result of Lu Feng's hard work in controlling the attack range of the Zetian Finger from three meters to the size of the bowl mouth.

The condensation of power has created a field that can only be condensed by the strongest men of the king level, locking the enemy. In this space, I am the king!

Not only Lu Liang, but everyone in the audience also felt their hearts tremble at this moment. Fortunately, the terrifying power was not aimed at them, otherwise no one present could avoid it.

Lu Ming suddenly stood up, his eyes burst into light, staring at Lu Feng on the field, with a sense of fighting spirit.

Lu Ling's cherry mouth is now open, full of incredibleness. She had only seen her second brother Lu Ming once when she was trying hard. Unexpectedly, the second time she saw it was that even Juyuan could not break through to Feng Di.

The few people sitting in the top were not very concerned about the battle between the younger generations, but their expressions suddenly changed slightly and became a little heavy, especially Su Yujing and Li Changlong.

This half-baked field aura has surpassed the realm of transformation and reached the middle between the ninth level of transformation and the half-step king.

"Brother Zhenshan, is this son the descendant of 'his'?" Du Zhixiong suppressed the shock in his heart and asked tentatively.

"Yes, Lu Feng is Feng'er's child!" Lu Zhenshan smiled in his eyes. Seeing Lu Feng below becoming more and more satisfied, he heard Du Zhixiong's voice and said with a smile.

However, no matter how you hear this, it is all about showing off. As soon as this statement is made, the head of the Li family and the head of the Su family frowned at the same time, showing a sad look.

"Brother Zhenshan, why don't you see Zifeng's nephew?" Su Yujing's face changed constantly, and then he returned to calm and looked at Lu Zhenshan Road.

"This..." Lu Zhenshan's smile just now suddenly stopped and became a little ugly.

This scene fell into Su Yujing's eyes and had a different charm. He was secretly happy. Something happened to the useless man. It seemed that the news from the previous two days was true, and Lu Zifeng did have a cold poison erupted.

"Feng'er's realm is higher than us. She thinks that the competition for juniors is like a child playing, so she never came. Brother Yu Jing is determined!" Lu Zhenshan's face flashed and he immediately returned to normal. However, in the eyes of others, this is pretending to be calm.

"So that's it. We really can't understand Nephew Feng's realm!" Su Yujing was happy and said with a smile.

At this time, on the battlefield, the two of them used their king-level martial arts at the same time. A short blood-colored sword and a silver light arrow were a bit shabby than the previous giant hammer and runes.

However, no one underestimated their power. The front-row crowd had retreated for about twenty meters, and was always on guard and immediately ran away whenever there was something wrong.

"Boom!"

The expected huge explosion, the scene of the sky full of air, and the roar of the battle platform did not appear.

A vacuum channel as thick as a bowl, the silver light came into contact with the blood knife, as if the ice and snow melted, starting from the tip of the knife, disappeared little by little, as if it had never appeared.

When Lu Liang found that the situation was not good, he wanted to move his body and avoid it. If he was hit, he would be seriously injured even if he was not killed.

However, no matter how hard he tried, his body seemed to have taken root, standing firmly in place and unable to move.

"It's over!" A screamed in his heart. Lu Liang closed his eyes with his fate, waiting for the silver light to arrive and swallow himself.

At this moment, a purple shadow suddenly flashed, and when the broken blood knife of the Sky Finger was about to hit Lu Liang, he pulled Lu Liang away and left the attack range.

The hissing sound lasted for about ten seconds before stopping. A hole as thick as a bowl in the middle of the battle platform suddenly appeared, and it was bottomless.

"call……"

Lu Liang, who survived the disaster, looked at the ground with a shocked face, and his heart was beating wildly.

So fucking, exciting!

If you observe carefully, you will find that Lu Feng's gaze at this moment was temporarily dull. At the moment when the remaining blood knife was broken, he clearly sensed a suction force from the storage ring, and the strand of blood was absorbed by the iron sheet inside.

Retracting his surprise, Lu Feng couldn't help laughing when he looked at Lu Liang sweating heavily.

"You're awesome!"

Looking at Lu Feng's happy smile, Lu Liang felt speechless. He just asked him to do his best, but who could he blame?

"Lu Feng successfully challenged Lu Liang and became the third place, the next challenger, Lu Liang!" The third elder's voice came high, making Lu Liang speechless. He was so hurt. Who else would you challenge?

"Lu Liang gave up the challenge, the next Lu Ling!"

"Lu Ling gave up the challenge, the next Lu Ming!"

"Lu Ming gave up the challenge, next Lu Yue!"

……………………

The voices of the third elders kept coming out, making the atmosphere at the scene extremely strange. This should be the most tragic and special martial arts meeting.

From Lu Feng down, everyone was seriously injured, and Lu Ling had no intention of challenging Lu Ming, and only the two of them had the power to fight, Lu Feng, Lu Ming!

"Lu Feng, do you want to challenge Lu Ming?" Seeing this situation, the third elder looked at Lu Feng and asked in a harmonious voice.

Lu Feng was regulating his breathing and recovering his source energy. When he was asked suddenly, he opened his eyes and knew what was going on. He looked at Lu Ming in front of him with a look. Lu Feng said with a stern fight: "I need to recover for half an hour!"

"Okay!" The third elder agreed, and announced that the last qualifying match would be played half an hour later.

The crowd was in an uproar. Before the martial arts meeting began, they would never have thought that Lu Feng would be the one who fought against Lu Ming in the end.

Moreover, judging from Lu Feng's previous performance, he really has the strength to fight Lu Ming.

Those who have not bet on Lu Feng’s championship are now feeling like a cat’s claws scratching, and they feel very uncomfortable, complaining about why they are not everyone’s point, so whoever loses and wins will make sure to make a profit and never loses.

Lu Feng was speeding up to recover, while Lu Ming on one side also closed his eyes slightly and adjusted his condition. Half an hour passed while everyone was waiting anxiously.

"Buzz..." Lu Feng's eyes suddenly opened, and a ray of light burst out, hitting the air opposite, and the source air around him was destroyed.

At the same time, Lu Ming seemed to sense it, and opened his eyes and looked at each other. Invisible forces detonated between them, making crackling sounds.

"The final decisive battle between the qualifying competition, Lu Feng vs. Lu Ming, now begin!" Seeing the state of the two, the third elder rushed to the battlefield. However, what he regretted was that his eighth-level cultivation level was standing between the two of them at this moment, feeling like a rootless duckweed.

He quickly left a sentence, and the third elder left the battle platform like lightning, without letting others discover his embarrassment.

Two streams of source air burst out, disrupting the entire space instantly. The source air gushed around, and ordinary people could not stop.

A weapon that looked like a stick in Lu Ming's hand appeared, and the light flashed on it, and it looked like it was not an ordinary person. The violent aura was like a bull going out to sea and hit the void in front.

Lu Feng's eyes also became solemn. With a wave of his hand, a silver-white war halberd appeared in his hand. Source energy was injected into it, and invisible spear light emitted, and a sharp aura pierced the space.

After Lu Ming's source energy burst, a phantom of a mountain appeared faintly around him. At the same time, his source energy became extremely heavy. With a slight move, the void collapsed.

"Zhenyue!"

A muffled thunder sound came out, and his upper body was bursting, his arms were protruding, as if they were twice as thick, and his feet were heavy. He stepped on the battle platform and made a thud sound, rushing towards the land wind.

"Dong...Dong..." Accompanied by the dull sound, the land wind felt like a towering mountain hitting it towards it, and its majestic momentum was enough to crush anyone.

With his palm tightly grasped the silver halberd of war, Lu Feng stepped forward, and an invisible sword intent surged out, cutting towards Lu Ming in front.

"Boom!" The sword intent was smashed and exploded by the mountain. Then Lu Ming poked his palm out and wanted to grab Lu Feng's Bai Zhan Silver Sphur with his bare hands.

The tip of the halberd shook, Lu Feng lifted Lu Ming's palm, and then swayed in. A mysterious set of gunshots was used, agile and domineering, and every time he hit Lu Ming with great accuracy.

However, Lu Ming's defense was amazing at this moment. Regardless of the matter, the iron rod in his hand suddenly became larger, and he swung it like a pillar, constantly smashing it at Lu Feng.

Both of them are power weapons, and each attack seems to penetrate the air, causing bursts of explosions.

He stabbed Lu Ming repeatedly, but there were no scars. Lu Feng hummed in his heart, his strength surged sharply, and the silver halberd suddenly stabbed out, making a sharp roar, and his power increased several times.

Bang!
Chapter completed!