System: Auto Pickup Is On

"My heart, my heart, whatever I want!"

The martial energy on Feng Kuo's body began to burn like a flame. The turbulent changes in martial energy immediately attracted the attention of many people.

There are still relatively few Martial Skills that can change the form of martial energy, but if there is one, it proves that this is a Martial Skill that can be continuously advanced. Generally, it can exceed the limit of the advanced Cultivation Technique and reach the level of the so-called super Cultivation Technique.

The Wushuang Xinyijue practiced by Feng Kuo is this kind of Cultivation Technique. Although Feng Kuo has his own strength, he can only use this Cultivation Technique to the point of an intermediate Cultivation Technique. But it doesn't prevent the power of this move from far surpassing the average intermediate Cultivation Technique.

Looking up, Feng Kuo's eyes fixed on Luo Tian and Su Hong.

With an angry shout, Feng Kuo drew his sword.

"cut!"

When the words fell, there were two piercing sword lights.

It seemed that Qingfeng was cut off by this sword, and everyone watching felt the flowing wind stagnate in an instant.

Both Su Hong and Luo Tian who were fighting saw a sword light that was thicker than their bodies coming. The reaction of both of them was not slow, one turned around and slashed at it. The air wave brought by the sword light condensed a cyclone around Own's body, and forcibly took over the piercing sword light.

Luo Tian looked a little miserable, Luo Tian who had nowhere to hide could only forcefully resist with the dung fork erected in front of him.

clang! clang!

Two voices sounded, and Su Hong and Luo Tian landed at the same time. It's just that Su Hong fell to the ground floatingly, while Luo Tian hit the ground fiercely.

Tick, tick.

Su Hong's palm was dripping with blood, and his body was trembling slightly. Luo Tian smashed a crack on the ground, but didn't make any cry of pain.

"OK?"

Feng Kuo asked softly, his eyelids also twitching slightly. After using this trick, Feng Kuo already felt his own exhaustion. He was panting slightly, feeling that all the strength in his body had been taken away by this move.

Sure enough, only the combatants can know the level of their own Cultivation Base. Feng Kuo now feels that his usual practice is not enough. The dean is right, a little more attribute is life-saving at a critical moment!

"Not bad Sword Technique. But not enough!"

Su Hong stabilized his own body, forcibly shook off the remaining Sword Qi on his body, and created a deep crack on the ground.

Seeing this scene, Feng Kuo knew that his situation was over. Sure enough, he still can't beat Su Hong, this guy is too strong. It is completely crushing of attributes.

His sword art has already been released well enough, he has achieved all the speed, accuracy and ruthlessness, and the timing of the pick is also perfect. But still unable to defeat Su Hong.

Maybe, he should really follow what he said to Luo Tian just now. It is right to eliminate Su Hong first.

"Oh, it hurts me to death. Feng Kuo, you are so unkind. It's okay, what about the alliance. You know, you know what a fart!"

Luo Tian also rubbed his chest and stood up slowly. Just looking at its appearance, it seems that Luo Tian has not received much damage. Even better than Su Hong. At least Luo Tian did not shed blood.

Feng Kuo was dumbfounded, and Master Zhou Mu was also a little surprised. After a while, Lord Zhou Shepherd choked out two words: "Thick-skinned!"

Lei Jian smiled happily, very happy. He also felt that he had underestimated this "stingy boy".

In the stands, the principals of many forces began to record.

"This kid is good, he is resistant to fighting. It is suitable for many situations!"

"Yeah, write it down, write it down. Luo Tian, ​​the Martial Mansion of Yanyang City, isn't he. He comes from an ordinary background, has no family, and has no influence. He's a good seedling. It shouldn't cost much money!"

"I like this kid. After today's trial is over, get in touch with him. It's very suitable for our Demon Hunting Alliance. I haven't seen a seedling that can resist monsters for a long time."

Because of Luo Tian's getting up in the stands, there was a lot of discussion among the audience. Obviously Luo Tian's performance at this time is enough to attract the favor of many forces. Even Master Lin Martial of the Demon Hunting Chamber of Commerce nodded secretly. He really took a fancy to Luo Tian. His eyes swept to other people, and that movement was very obvious. Signal others not to grab!

In the arena, Feng Kuo swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the rosiness on his face faded, replaced by paleness.

He looked at Su Hong to the left and Luo Tian to the right. Suddenly I felt like a big fool. No, obviously, next, these two people will eliminate him first.

But he still has a unique skill, and he has to use it at this time.

"Oh, oh, my stomach hurts, it hurts me to death. Oh, I can't do it!"

While talking, Feng Kuo lay on the ground, swallowed something for himself, foaming at the mouth, then tilted his head and rolled his eyes.

The ultimate special skill, pretending to be dead in person!

On the stage, the dean who brought Feng Kuo had already started covering his face. Lei Jian applauded lightly.

Well, he likes this student, he has courage!

Among other things, being so cheeky deserves the applause.

Su Hong obviously had never seen such a big move, and was stunned for a moment.

Luo Tian didn't speak anymore, it turned out that Feng Kuo really didn't lie to him. This move is amazing!

Su Hong couldn't bear it anymore, and came to Feng Kuo with a knife in hand. The long knife was directly across the neck.

As soon as he felt the coolness on his neck, Feng Kuo quickly "woke up" and raised his hands and said: "I admit defeat, I withdraw, I surrender!"

Su Hong snorted coldly at him, and then stopped looking at Feng Kuo even more. It seems that this kind of person, he doesn't even have the desire to kill, he will only get his own hands dirty.

The deacon next to him hurriedly dragged Feng Kuo away, his face was twitching and twitching. Feng Kuo said dejectedly: "Laugh if you want to."

The deacon waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Young Master Feng, we are professionally trained. We won't laugh no matter how funny it is. Of course, unless we can't help it."

In the field, only Luo Tian and Su Hong were left.

Slowly, Su Hong tore off his torn sleeves, revealing his strong muscles, and said: "If you want to admit defeat too, hurry up. Otherwise, you will die in my hands later, and if you want to admit defeat again, you can only find Lord King Yama."

At this time, Luo Tian slowly put the dung fork in his left hand, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will definitely not be the one who admits defeat."

The two looked at each other, fighting spirit began to rise in their eyes.

For the two of them, this battle has only just begun. The long knife shone slightly, with a cold light. The arms swell slowly, full of strength.

Breathing, exhaling, Wu Qi began to release the whole body, and the figure became blurred. The surrounding noises and discussions all subsided.

Lei Jian unconsciously lowered his voice, and said softly: "Master, who do you think can win now?"

Zhou Mu chuckled lightly and said: "Whoever is stronger will win. Hehe, Luo Tian, ​​the Martial Mansion of Yanyang City, right? I wrote down the name. Interesting, interesting. The young people nowadays are really extraordinary It's gone!"