One of the six dragon tops in the world, the dignified Saint Lord of the Blade has always been a character who is not surprised to see the sky falling in front of him. But at this moment, the gloomy aura on his face can be clearly felt through the entire arena.

"The Third Battle..." The Holy Lord's cold voice sounded on the stage, and the dull voice, accompanied by the might of the emperor's wrath, instantly suppressed the cheering voices of the roses and Heiwukai in the audience.

At this moment, there was no sound in the huge arena, and everyone could feel the anger in the voice of the Holy Lord. Even the temperature of the arena seemed to drop by octave in an instant.

"start!"

The cheers of roses, the whispers of all parties, the dull atmosphere of the scene, the cold but sharp aura of the Holy Lord, the Thunder Dragon sitting next to him, had a smile on his face.

More than ten years of dormant.

Outside, he is a little old man who has lost his ambitions, has no ambitions, and only seeks stability; even when he is inside, he is just an old naughty boy who loves fishing, drinking tea, and playing various chess games made by Wang Feng.

In the peace of the past few years, he has actually been concentrating on practicing. Ghost Peak? He has long broken through that hurdle, but he has not reached the level of Ghost Peak. Therefore, he said something like "Heart is as calm as water" in front of Wang Feng. It is not that he really has the heart as calm as water, but that only he understands how strong Luo Ji is!

Everyone in the world thinks that Lei Long gave up Qian Jue Qian and gave up the position of the Holy Lord. No, it is because of his Lei Long, the number one master of Blade at that time, and the Speaker of the General Speaker of the Blade Parliament, died in Luo Ji's plot, but Luo Ji used the words "Speaker travels all over the world" and hid it for more than ten years!

Without the support of the Speaker, with the two ghost peaks of Lei Long and Qian Jue Qian at that time, if they really wanted to fight Luo Ji, they would only be dead without a burial place. Even if Luo Ji knew that Lei Long had already learned the truth that the Speaker was dead, he would never allow him to live until now.

So Leilong can only pretend to be crazy, pretend to see through the world, and can only pretend to give up the throne for the sake of the overall situation...

He played with the entire Blade Alliance for more than ten years with his own strength. What a powerful opponent. Putting aside each other's position, Lei Long even felt that there was never anyone in this world. It was rare to defeat him in anything. He was the only one who could defeat him. Lei Long was waiting for the opportunity to turn over, but then he could only wait for Luo Ji to make a mistake and betrayal of his relatives. With the path chosen by the Holy Lord, he would eventually walk to that day. But he didn't expect that it was such a powerful person. At that moment just now, he was confused and lost his mind because of a person?

And the one who caused all this was just a Rose disciple who was just a tiger-level two years ago!

It is said that all things in the world are subdued by one thing. How wonderful is the world? Haha...

Lei Long's eyes at Luo Ji became hot and he also looked forward to this enemy who once made him desperate, today, he finally had to taste the taste of despair!

The third battle...

The noise of roses at the scene was deafening, but the sound of supporting the Holy City was getting smaller and smaller, and most of them began to silently choose to remain quiet and neutral.

No one is a fool. If the Holy City loses today's battle, the focus of the entire alliance will shift in the future. This is no longer a matter of competing for the position of the Holy Lord. Wang Feng has clearly stated that he does not want the position of the Holy Lord. What he wants is to overthrow the Holy City's monopoly position over the major halls and even the entire Blade Alliance for two hundred years. What he wants is to break the whole convention! With the nine dragon-level behind him as the foundation, the secret of his cultivation of dragon-level as capital, and the support of Indra, who is enough to compete with the Holy Lord, this is completely possible.

If you lose, the Holy City will definitely fall from the altar. Whether in terms of force or spirit, it will no longer be the only benchmark of the Blade League!

In this case, if you work hard to cheer for the Holy City and shout for the Holy City, if the Holy City really loses, will the consequences be borne by those shaky fencemen? Especially the major sacred churches and major families sitting in the back row, with their strength, they are not qualified to intervene in such a level of struggle. Whether they are the cannon fodder in the Holy City or directly be the fence-headed grass to the rose, it will not be a good choice for them. At this time, the best way to protect themselves is to be low-key, watch the show quietly, and keep a neutral attitude and not jump out and make people disgusted.

Of course, there are also many supporters of the Holy City who have held great power over the years, using various interests to divide and have no way out of retreat, and have many forces tied to a ship, such as more than a dozen powerful priests led by Batru and Winter, the rightists of the Blade Parliament, the underground forces of most alliances, and even military, family, and independent city forces such as the Border Army, the Eight Sage Remnants, the Abyss City, and the Moon Island.

However, the representatives of these forces are all big men sitting in the front row, watching coldly and waiting for the result. It is impossible to shout cheers like the disciples or young people behind the temple or the like. Instead, the wind and aura of the arena suddenly changed to the Rose's side, as if one side was the same.

But this side is obviously just superficial.

These forces that truly follow the Holy City occupy almost half of the alliance, and have shared the alliance with the Holy City for more than a hundred years. They have too many intertwined interests and have too many unified enemies established. They are simply impossible to get out of their origins. As long as the Holy Lord calls, these forces will inevitably die and support the Holy City to the end. Therefore, once they fight against the forces led by Rose, the result will inevitably be the split of the Blade Alliance, and a split alliance will obviously not stop the pace of the Nine Gods...

All the knowledgeable people can clearly see this and start to worry about the future of the Blade League. At this time, justice or evil is no longer important. Most people even hope that the Holy City will win, which will at least allow the Blade League to maintain the status quo and avoid being invaded, but...

Even the Sword Saint Corollan has died, what can the Holy City use to stop the unstoppable rose?

The remaining two Knights of Light are only a little stronger than Moduo, but far less than Corollan. Rose's side now holds the match point and the right to select people, and there are still Chopin and Gule, who were previously promoted by media from all sides as "a genius like Heiwukai", and even Wang Feng, who taught these nine dragon-level, was afraid of by all forces, and was secretly regarded as the number one genius of the Blade League.

Who can fight against the Holy City? Is it the Knight of Destruction or the Knight of the Nation?

The Holy Son Roy smiled coldly, and his figure leaped onto the field, falling lightly, turning his eyes directly towards the Rose on the sidelines.

The noisy arena is quiet at this moment.

Just now, everyone was thinking about who would be the two knight commanders, but they really didn't think about the Holy Son.

To be honest, before the first two games, probably no one had thought that the four Knights commanders would lose to these young people. Even if everyone was at the dragon level, Jiang was old, which obviously should be common sense in the world.

But when Li Wenni and Hei Wukai had broken the routine in everyone's cognition one after another. When this most critical life and death situation and the Holy Son took the initiative to play, people suddenly realized that the four Knight commanders could no longer be regarded as the benchmark for today's holy war.

Wang Feng can cultivate a Heiwukai who defeated Carolland, so why can't the Holy Lord train a Saint Roy who is comparable to Heiwukai?

The arena gradually became quiet, with all kinds of confused, expectant, worried, and curious eyes gathered towards the Holy Son Roy, and only a slight sound of "bang".

Immediately followed by slap, slap, slap... Five light spots with different colors, like a holy ring, lit up out of thin air behind the Holy Son.

Dharma appearance? No, this is not a simple Dharma appearance.

The eyes of the big guys from all sides were condensed. The silver dragon magic image of the Holy Son when he appeared before was just his original magic image, and now...

Yellow, green, blue, red, gray, gold, wood, water, fire, earth, these are the five elements holy rings, and the essence of the soul and Dharma!

The strength of the dragon level is not just the level of the junior high school level. What really determines the dragon level combat power and ceiling is the true body of the Dharma image, which is the real watershed of the dragon level!

The ordinary Dharma image true body, just like the scene gathered when a group of dragon-level players came out before, is the original Dharma image of the dragon-level powerhouses. It is a single fixed form. Most dragon-levels stay at this level. As they immerse themselves in the dragon-level, their actual combat, strength, experience and other aspects will increase. However, the origin of the Dharma image true body is caused by their parents and by the sky, and cannot be changed. Not only are there few that can be changed to "merge the spirit" like Hei Wukai, but also requires unique opportunities and great risks.

Of course, there is one exception, that is, the five elements of the soul and Dharma appearance displayed by the Holy Son at this time!

This is not an original Dharma image, but a Dharma image of the soul that has been practiced. The holy masters of all dynasties have used this five elements of the soul and Dharma image as the basis. They are also known as the only reliable practice in the Nine Heavens Continent to stabilize and condense. They are also one of the most powerful Dharma images. Moreover, with the understanding and research of this set of Dharma images by the Luo family of the Holy City for the past dynasties, it is definitely not comparable to the Dharma image of the soul that Hei Wukai, which has just been integrated by luck.

The quiet arena was trembling slightly, and many people around him gasped.

With the experience and guidance of his predecessors, and with the same level of soul magic, Roy can burst out with combat power much stronger than Hei Wukai! Not to mention the two ordinary dragon-level knight commanders.

No wonder the Holy Son dared to squeeze out the two team leaders at this time and stand up to fight a life-and-death situation. With absolute strength, he has the capital to turn the tide!

Those disappointed holy cities supported them, hope began to burn in their eyes, and the supporters of Rose kept whispering...

"So what about the Yuanshen Dharma image? At worst, let this scene be removed first..."

"That's it! The right to choose a person is in our hands. Let Captain Wang Feng let the Holy Son be wiped out, and it will be three to one in a while!"

"Yes! It's not that we are afraid of him, we are just looking for a more reasonable way to win!"

The buzzing noise broke the previous tranquility of the arena, but Roy in the field stretched out his finger at Wang Feng opposite him: "Come out, Wang Feng."

"You should understand that this is not just a game." A faint smile appeared on the corner of Roy's mouth: "If you want to change everything, at least you have to prove that you have the strength and avoid the important things. Then you can't win respect and get this world."

The words are not heavy, but the information contained is extremely rich.

Yes, this is not just a game. If Wang Feng wants to change the entire league, he must show enough strength. A person who dares not face the challenge head-on is not qualified to convince the public. Even if others are temporarily tied to you because of various interests, but others are born without obeying you and looking down on you, then your alliance will not be solid. The Holy City will have many ways to defeat you one by one. So as long as the Holy Son stands at this angle to provoke, Wang Feng must face the challenge.

But if the challenge is met, the Holy Son Roy is obviously already determined to kill. Once Wang Feng dies on the field, let alone whether Rose can win the next two games, even if it wins, such a victory is meaningless to Rose. After all, without Wang Feng, there will be no rose, and there will be no so-called alliance of the Eight Tribes and Sea Clans, and there will be no secret of cultivating ghost-level and dragon-level Rose, a bunch of loose sand and has lost its value. The Holy City may not even look at him directly, let alone fear.

The eyes of the big guys from all directions were shining. Longjing, Longxiang, Hailongwang, Le Shang and others in the south platform were all squinted and looked at the calm and composed sons in the field.

It was already at a desperate situation, but at this moment, just his simple words instantly overturned all the previous disadvantages of the Holy City, and instead put Rose and Wang Feng on the edge of the knife!

"... Interesting." Long Xiang's face showed a playful expression and his eyes were like fire.

The Holy Son Roy, a useless prince who was secretly ridiculed by the Nine Gods, is not only the primordial spirit at the age of twenty, but is extremely powerful, and even his wisdom and verbalism are so sharp. He really underestimated him before.

"After all, I am too young. No matter how Wang Feng practices against the will of heaven, he will never be able to cross this limit. At most, he will be 50% with Heiwukai." General Le Shang said with a smile: "But even if Heiwukai faces the same level, but Roy, who knows the soul and Dharma better, has a chance of winning. "

The Dragon King of the Golden Sea also smiled indifferently: "Winning is just a legitimate victory, but losing is losing everything."

"The two evils are the least of the right." Longjing narrowed his eyes slightly. Compared to Roy, he was actually more interested in Wang Feng: "If I were Wang Feng, I would not give him a chance to fight."

The noisy arena was quiet again, and countless eyes turned to Wang Feng's direction at this time.

In an instant, like the Nine Gods, there were not many people who could consider the gains and losses in such a distance. But even if they only rely on their subconscious instinct, they felt that Wang Feng would be in a dilemma. With a great advantage, they chose to fight against the other party. This is probably something that most people would not choose, but if Wang Feng did not respond, who would he send?

Many people saw the roses and Jiulong behind Wang Feng chattering and saying something. There is nothing else to say, so they definitely don’t want to be a scapegoat.

"No matter who comes, you can't escape the anger of the Holy Son Roy, which is equivalent to dying!"

"Haha, those teammates behind him are already making excuses, and they must not want to go."

"The Holy Son's move is really brilliant. Rose is no longer in chaos before fighting!"

The supporters of the Holy City finally showed a smile on their cold faces, but if they were able to read lips, they could see the chirping mouth shapes of the people behind Wang Feng at this time, and they might be froze there directly.

"Master, why use a ox knife to kill a chicken?" This was Chopin's voice, a little cold. The Holy Son Roy was simply too rude to his master: "This person dares to be rude to his master, so my disciple raises his head to see him!"

"Chopin, can you do it? That guy's Five Elements Yuanshen Dharma Image." Wenni joked beside him that Chopin's strength has improved the fastest among these people. Although he still feels slightly inferior to Heiwukai, it also condenses Yuanshen Dharma Image. It is definitely possible to have the power to fight with the Holy Son. It is normal for him to fight. However, Wang Feng's furious personality made Wenni very unhappy... You are a prince after all, and you are a promising dragon-level boy. How can you kneel down and lick someone to this point?

"Senior Brother." Mapel also stood up, his face cold, his eyes looked at the Holy Son on the stage like a knife. If he wanted to say that the person who was furious when he heard Wang Feng being scolded, there was more than Chopin. The murderous aura in his eyes was so strong that it was almost overflowing: "Let me do it!"

"Squad leader, Sakuman has always been afraid of the Holy City like a tiger. Give me this opportunity. If I can defeat the Holy Son in public, the Sakumans can completely get rid of the haze of the century-old exploitation of the Holy City." Lu Le rolled up his sleeves. When everyone was practicing on Shenlong Island, his chance was no worse than Chopin and Heiwukai. He also had the soul and Dharma appearance!

"Wang Feng, I'll do it!" Clara smiled and looked at the direction of the mermaid stand. Although she has now achieved the dragon level, it is equivalent to being firmly in the position of the queen's successor, if she can defeat her with the Holy Son today, she will definitely determine the position of the queen in the future and can also shock the sea dragon. She can kill the number of animals in one fell swoop. Moreover, the arcane technique is compatible with all things. Although it does not restrain the five elements, it is the easiest to deal with: "Your Majesty is looking at me."

What I guessed outside was that these people didn't want to be scapegoats and would argue, but these people were rushing to take action... If there was a loud speaker for the audience to hear it, I'm afraid that all the noisy and proud voices would be stunned.

Wang Feng just smiled.

He knew the thoughts of these people very well. Mapel and Chopin disliked the Holy Son Roy. After all, the other party dared to provoke him, which was to touch the bottom line of the two people, as if they were irreconcilable to kill their father, and they wanted to go up and cut him into pieces. However, Clara and Gule were determined to show off. They had been struggling for so many years on Shenlong Island, but wasn't it just to show their strength in front of others and realize their ideals? These people probably knew very well that if they really got together, the game would end directly.

If this is done in normal times, Wang Feng may have really let it go. The provocation of the Holy Son Roy is completely meaningless to him. As long as the Rose Nine Dragons behind him are still there, the eight tribes, the sea tribes and all parties support Rose's alliance will be far beyond the imagination of the Holy City, and they will not be affected by external forces at all.

But now... I can't let the Holy Son Roy, there are much more hidden things than he shows now. If he really lets these people go up and there is something unexpected happening, it will be too much regret.

"You'd better watch from the side, it won't take much time." Wang Feng said with a smile, and his figure flashed. No one saw how he moved, nor did he see the signs of space fluctuations. He just stood in the arena in one step.

It was Wang Feng who went to fight!
Chapter completed!