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Zuoqiu Weiming slashed down with a sword, and in an instant, thousands of sword shadows seemed to appear in the sky, like a waterfall of swords pouring down.

But at the moment when it was about to fall, these sword shadows instantly condensed into one, turning into a hundred-foot sword glow.

The sword glow broke through the sound barrier, and with a terrifying whistling sound, in Tie Hu's extremely wide-eyed eyes, it slammed on the golden bell above his head.

"Boom...!"

"Boom...!"

Under the countless horrified eyes all around, the indestructible golden bell exploded.

Immediately, Tie Hui let out a scream, vomited blood and flew backwards, directly crashing into a hanging hill.

When he fell, he was rescued by the rest of the Moro Kingdom.

At this time, Tiehu had already fallen into a coma, his whole body was bursting with blood, and a sword wound spread from between his eyebrows to his abdomen.

If it wasn't for the person who made the strike, if he stopped in time, this sword might cause even more terrifying damage, and he would slash it straight away.

For a while, the audience was silent.

On the ring stage of the main peak, Zuoqiu Weiming swept the long sword in his hand, pouring out the sword light that had not been fully vented, cutting down several mountain peaks before completely dissipating.

He glanced at Tie Hu, who was seriously injured and unconscious, and couldn't help frowning.

"With this kind of strength, don't waste time coming up."

After speaking, he shook his head, and Zuoqiu Weiming flew back directly.

Seeing this situation, the four great powers, the Hundred Nations Alliance, and some countries represented by Hongwu and the powerhouses in the realm of the void did not react much.

He was just amazed by Zuoqiu Weiming's talent in swordsmanship.

And those representatives of small countries whose strength was similar to Tiehu's, or even weaker, stretched their necks and glared at this moment, swallowing dryly.

Looking at Tiehu who was almost hacked alive, they didn't dare to go on stage to make a name for themselves. Without diamonds, don't do porcelain work. The top ten qualifying qualifications in the empire are not so competitive.

Zuoqiu Weiming's sword cut off the dreams of many masters from small countries, and the scene fell silent instantly.

A moment later, the red-bearded man of Hongwu level in Huoyun Kingdom stepped onto the ring in one step.

"I'll try it too, who will come out and teach me?"

The Hongwu-level powerhouse made a move, which immediately caused a commotion at the scene.

Immediately, behind Zhu Heng, the head of the Zhu clan, the young man with a huge sword on his back and a red gold robe appeared in the arena.

"Zhu's clan, Zhu Tianyan, fight with Fellow Daoist Nuyan."

Seeing that it was Zhu Tianyan who came, the red-bearded man's face changed, because the other person also entered the Hongwu realm.

However, he quickly returned to his original demeanor and bowed his hands towards the opponent.

"Please bless the young master for enlightenment."

At the moment, the two sides erupted with the power of law, but they did not make a full-scale attack.

Instead, each uses the law of fire element to condense a giant dragon and a fire phoenix to fight fiercely in the air and compete for skill.

After all, this is just a test, to select those who are qualified to compete, not a real duel, and the two sides can come to an end.

But in a moment, the ten-stroke confrontation was over.

Zhu Tianyan waved his sleeves to retract the fire dragon, and cupped his fists at the red-bearded man.

"Fellow Daoist Raging Flame has a profound skill, I admire you."

"Where is it, Young Master Zhu is being polite!"

Nuyan hurriedly clasped his fists in return, although his expression remained the same, cold sweat was already leaking from behind his back.

Although it was only a brief confrontation, he already felt that Zhu Tianyan's skill was far superior to his.

Just now when he made a move, he clearly felt that the opponent was able to handle it with ease, but he almost made a move with all his strength.

While secretly calling for luck in his heart, he became even more in awe of the Tianyuan Dynasty.

This battle is just one of many battles in today's test battle.

Everyone can see that the strong players who can participate in the top ten competitions of the empire's qualifying competition are basically Hongwu, powerful in the Void Realm, and the peak cultivation base of the Japanese level, which is not enough here.

Seeing that half an hour later, most of the Hongwu and God Void Realm powerhouses from all over the world have passed the test.

There are also a few sporadic people with outstanding strength at the peak of the Japanese level who have passed the test with difficulty.

At this time, Ying Wang, who had just fought against a strong man in the early stage of the Void Realm in Tianshengyuan, and easily passed the test, flew back to Han Feng, and said casually: "It doesn't seem to be interesting, Brother Han, you can go too."

Han Feng naturally didn't care about this kind of formal battle, and immediately floated onto the stage.

"Qianlan Empire, Han Feng, please enlighten me."

Hearing this name, the people who didn't pay much attention to this assessment immediately focused their attention.

There is no way, the shadow of the famous tree of people, the name of Han Feng, is quite resounding in Lingwu Continent now.

The opponent has not yet entered the realm of Hongwu, but he can actually defeat the king of the void.

Moreover, now that there is news of Han Feng proving Hongwu, coupled with the current situation of the Qianlan Empire, all parties naturally pay special attention to Han Feng.

Even the Tianyuan Dynasty had many eyes on Han Feng.

Zhu Tianyan, Zuoqiu Weiming and the others were secretly looking at Han Feng.

The woman in Tsing Yi who had the same appearance as Chu Hanxin also looked at Han Feng curiously.

For all this, Han Feng behaved calmly, just waiting for a random person to come and fight with a few tricks.

Just waited for a while.

"Han Feng, let me show you your brilliant trick!"

An icy female voice sounded in the suspended secret realm.

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Hearing the sudden, cold and murderous voice, Han Feng was slightly taken aback.

Immediately, he saw that the dean of Tiansheng Academy was behind Hua Yuanzong.

Among the arrogance of the Heavenly Sacred Academy, a graceful figure stepped out.

The visitor was dressed in a silver-white dress with a tunic and a lingyun topknot, showing a glamorous and stunning face.

It's a pity that at this moment, this pretty face is as cold as ice, with a pair of beautiful eyes that should be shining like stars.

Staring at Han Feng on the ring, there was a faint evil spirit rising in his eyes.

Seeing the person coming, Han Feng was also slightly taken aback, and the corners of his mouth twitched undetectably a few times.

This woman is none other than Luo Beifeng, the Saintess of the Heavenly Saint Academy.

Han Feng had no grievances with him originally, just because he beheaded the saint son and vice president of Tianshengyuan.

In the ruins of the Wushen Clan, Luo Beifeng fought Han Feng under the laurel tree in order to save face for Tianshengyuan.

That battle also attracted Zuoqiu Weiming and Liu Xie, son of Teng Snake King, to join in.

In order to get away with the treasure, Han Feng had no choice but to use the ancient treasure glove, took off the opponent's close-fitting inner armor, and threw it to the strong men who besieged him, which made the saint feel ashamed and angry, and the two formed a bond.

Han Feng didn't expect to meet the other party on such an occasion, and it seemed that this woman wanted to avenge her private revenge.

He thought to himself, he didn't hurt the other party very much, he just took off a piece of inner armor, so he couldn't be so obsessed with it, right?

However, Han Feng didn't know.

Luo Beifeng, as the saintess of the Heavenly Holy Academy, seeks the Tao wholeheartedly, and attaches great importance to her own reputation. Even though she has many admirers, she never pays attention to it.

She didn't even care about Zuoqiu Weiming, the young master of Zuoqiu clan's fanatical pursuit, and kept a distance from him.

However, in the ruins of the Wushen clan, the noble reputation she regarded as her life was ruined by this bastard in front of her.

Although the other party didn't do anything to her, she just took her inner armor as a means of escape, and in the end, she took back that inner armor.

However, during the scramble, the inner armor changed hands several times and was touched by others many times.

Luo Beifeng originally thought that regaining the inner armor would settle the matter.

Unexpectedly, after leaving the ruins of the Wushen clan, rumors spread on the mainland that the saintess of Tianshengyuan was stripped naked by gangsters in the ruins of the Wushen clan.

Some people even swear that they can see clearly.

Some people also said that they touched the saint's inner armor with their own hands and smelled the other's body fragrance...

The so-called good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles, and the eclectic anecdote about the saintess of Tianshengyuan spread quickly.

This humiliated Luo Beifeng's heart, and his hatred for Han Feng increased day by day.

She suddenly saw Han Feng today and had another chance to make a move, how could she let it go.

The next moment, Luo Beifeng, who was as cold as ice, came to the ring and clasped fists at Hanfeng.

"Senior Han, this junior came here to ask for advice."

Today's Luo Beifeng is about the same as Zuoqiu Weiming, both of whom are at the peak of the Japanese level. When seeing Han Feng, he can only regard himself as a junior.

Seeing the resentment in the opponent's eyes, Han Feng frowned.

"Miss Luo, your cultivation level is not enough, I think it's better to change to a Hongwu, a fellow Taoist who is in the realm of the gods, and fight with me."

Luo Beifeng heard the words, but there was a strange smile on his face.

"It's all right, the power of this sword in the junior's hand should satisfy the senior."

As soon as the words fell, Luo Beifeng's palm flashed, and a silver-shrouded sword appeared in his hand.

"Om...!"

Before the sword was out of its sheath, the blade of the sword was buzzing, and the silver light from the whole body was like mercury pouring down and spreading out.

A burst of mighty sword energy was even more terrifying than the sword intent on Zuoqiu Weiming's body when he drew the sword.

"Good sword!"

There was a swordsman in the field, his eyes brightened immediately, and he spoke in amazement.

"Could this be the 'Gentlemen's Sword', one of the three holy artifacts in Tianshengyuan?"

"With such a mighty power and such a mighty sword spirit, it must be this sword.

I heard that there are three peak-ninth-rank spiritual weapons in Tianshengyuan, which have been passed down from generation to generation in Tianshengyuan. Thousands of years of awe-inspiring aura have been cultivated, and their power has already surpassed ordinary ninth-rank spiritual weapons.

Although there is still a slight difference between it and the super-grade spiritual weapon, it is also a rare magic weapon in the world. Unexpectedly, this saint has inherited this sword. "

Han Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and also saw the extraordinary sword in the opponent's hand.

And the next moment, Luo Beifeng didn't talk nonsense with Han Feng at all, the long sword was unsheathed, and a silver glow traversed the void, and the space at the edge of the sword unexpectedly had slight cracks.

"This junior will use this gentleman's sword to ask seniors for advice!"

Luo Beifeng seemed to speak respectfully, but in reality she gritted her silver teeth and opened her almond eyes.

Facing Han Feng's Tianling Gai, he cut it off with a single sword.

"boom……!"

In an instant, a silver sword glow traversed the sky and earth, and with overwhelming power, it slashed at Han Feng.

The power of this sword changed the faces of representatives of many small countries drastically on the spot, and even some Hongwu, the supernatural powers showed surprise on their faces.

Luo Beifeng, as the Saintess of the Heavenly Saint Academy, is extremely talented, and now she has stepped into the peak of the Japanese level. In this level of strength, she is also a top-notch generation, and she is not inferior to Zuoqiu.

Coupled with this one in her hand, it is almost comparable to the "Gentleman's Sword" of a super spiritual soldier.

The sword slashed with anger has reached the quasi-Hongwu level of power.

When Luo Beifeng slashed out with this sword, many people's eyes lit up.

Many people are still skeptical about Han Feng's proof of Hongwu, so they just took this opportunity to verify it.

But Han Feng, facing Luo Beifeng with a sword, although he was a little depressed, he could only strike at will, with a palm print condensed, and swung upward.

"Boom...!"

With a loud bang, the sword light was shattered directly, Luo Beifeng staggered back, and the palm prints disappeared, but Han Feng remained motionless.

Seeing that Han Feng took the sword so easily, the surrounding audience all moved slightly.