Everyone: Lingka Master is useless? A bad start!

"Mayor Feng, do you know this guy's personal information?

Don't get me wrong, I think he's quite interesting and I want to know more about him. "

"I understand, I understand." Feng Qingyang's eyes lit up and he laughed: "Wang Feng is lucky to be favored by you."

At this moment, Feng Qingyang was in a good mood and thought...

In previous years' municipal leagues, the examiners from the imperial capital all disliked Jinghai and left Jinghai with no room for development. Although I was very anxious, I could do nothing about it.

However, this year is different. Maybe for Wang Feng's sake, these two people will say a few nice things about Jinghai after returning to the imperial capital. At that time, won't Jinghai City have to stand up? !

Hahaha, Wang Feng, Wang Feng, you are truly my noble person.

With his thoughts at this point, Feng Qingyang felt satisfied the more he looked at Wang Feng, he was closer than his own son.

.........

At the same time, Wu Yong had been beaten into a pig's head by Wang Feng.

Just when everyone thought Wu Yong was going to lose.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Wu Yong's eyes are about to split.

Then, inadvertently.

He took out a black pill from his pocket and took a sip.

"what!"

Wu Yong looked up to the sky and roared, his eyes were as red as blood, his veins were bulging, and his whole body was exuding strong black energy from head to toe.

Like a demon from hell, it makes people shudder!

"What...what's going on?"

"Demon...Demon Bone Pill! It's the Demon Bone Pill!"

"Devil Bone Pill? Impossible, this kind of magic pill can make people's strength skyrocket in a short time!

The enemy's blood must be used to eliminate the side effects of the Demon Bone Pill! "

"This...this martial arts is intended to kill Wang Feng!!"

"Hiss! What kind of hatred or resentment!"

Everyone took two steps back in fright, feeling that Wang Feng might be in danger.

On the other hand, Wang Feng snorted coldly: "You want to kill me?"

immediately.

He hasn't waited for Wu Yong to completely digest the Demon Bone Pill.

Wang Feng quickly took a few steps forward, clenched his fist, and hit Wu Yong hard on the temple.

Directly interrupts spellcasting.

"You still want to twist your mouth? I'll tear it apart for you."

Wang Feng complained, and without saying a word, he clenched his fist again and swung it at Wu Yong who was motionless on the ground...

As a qualified time traveler, you must master decisive killing and finishing afterward.

"You little beast, how dare you!"

at this time.

In the spectator seats on the second floor, a man in black clothes jumped up with a golden gun in his hand and stabbed Wang Feng on the stage...

Everyone was shocked by this sudden change.

On the high platform.

Feng Qingyang's expression changed drastically: "No! Wang Feng is in danger!

This person is the head of the Wu family - Wu Jiba! "

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.

"Tenth on the list... Wu Jiba!"

"Wu Jiba is a level 64 expert! His strength is astounding!"

"It's over! It's over! It's all over! Wang Feng is dead! Ten deaths and no life!"

"I didn't expect that a generation of geniuses would come to an end before they could rise."

"By the way, does the Wu family have any grudge against Wang Feng?"

Everyone had complicated expressions, lamenting that Wang Fengtian was jealous of the talented people and would definitely die.

Zhou Wangsheng, Li Li... and others were almost dizzy!

It wasn't that they didn't want to rescue him, but it was an emergency and it was too late. Taking action rashly would only be detrimental to Wang Feng.

Everything depends on Wang Feng himself.

They prayed for a miracle.

But Wang Feng is only level 12, and Wu Jiba is a level 64 expert.

This gap is beyond heaven and earth. It is simply beyond description in words.

So, will there really be a miracle?

In other words, what miracle can make up for the gap of level 52?

They all knew very well... Wang Feng might really be doomed this time, but they just didn't want to accept it.

On the fighting stage.

Wu Jiba was already flying towards him, his golden spear flashed with cold light, and he pointed at Wang Feng's head getting closer and closer, less than 5 meters away...

"You little beast! Kill my two sons! I want you dead!"

Wu Jiba in the air had a distorted expression!

Between life and death, Wang Feng did not escape, he knew he could not escape.

He took a deep breath: "Self-harm."

In an instant, there was an inexplicable pain in my heart.

"ph-10. 》

Wang Feng still has 80 blood left.

"Conjure."

The next moment, a tiny hair-like white light shot out from Wang Feng's body and shot toward Wu Jiba in the air...

Wang Feng stared at Wu Jiba. To be honest, he was very nervous. After all, he had never used these two skills before. Whether he succeeded or not was related to his life!

On the other hand, Wu Jiba was very disdainful. He didn't even try to hide. How could a level 12 weakling want to hurt him? It's just... a fool's dream!

But when the white light shone like his body, Wu Jiba's expression instantly froze.

"ph—250!" 》

A huge pain came from his heart and cost him 250 blood! Only 80 blood left!

And Wang Feng's blood volume directly changed from 80 to 340!

Wu Jiba was completely panicked. Although he had been seriously injured since his debut, this injury that took away most of his blood in one go was like cutting off a major artery. He had never experienced it before.

"It's now!"

Wang Feng's expression was shocked, and he caught Wu Jiba's moment of panic.

Directly summon Gai Nie, Wei Zhuang, and Marshal!

"A hundred-step flying sword...one blade cuts the throat!"

"A hundred-step flying sword...one blade cuts the throat!"

"Tiangang Jue!"

"Flame burns the sky!"

A black dragon roared out and stabbed Wu Jiba's throat!

Immediately afterwards, Bailong did the same thing, dealing secondary damage!

Then, the commander slapped Wu Jiba on the temple, injuring him three times!

In the end, Wang Feng's blazing flames burned the sky, burning Wu Jiba's head! Four injuries!

Snapped!

The golden gun fell from Wu Jiba's hand and fell to the ground...

With a bang, Wu Jiba fell heavily to the ground, his whole body twitched, and he had lost his fighting ability, but he was not dead yet!

At this moment, everyone shared the same expression, their mouths opened wide, and their jaws dropped in shock!

"How can this be!"

On the high platform, the black cat woman stood up instantly and was so shocked that she lost her voice. She didn't even know that the beloved black cat in her arms fell to the ground.

The one-eyed man opened his mouth, unable to speak, but the corners of his mouth kept twitching uncontrollably!

Feng Qingyang looked like he had seen a ghost, staring at the competition stage, his whole body couldn't help but tremble.