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Chapter 38 First Show

"I also like to stand in front, sorry." []" Lu Lingfeng was stunned at first, then sneered, and said so.

"Who is this? You dare to talk to Senior Brother Leng like this."

"He is dead and offended Senior Brother Leng, and life will be difficult in the future. Who doesn't know that Senior Brother Leng is the most revenge?"

"This junior brother is very handsome. I guess he is too low-key, but the more low-key the person is, the more amazing the words."

The senior disciples of the Geng Group were secretly talking, waiting to watch the show.

Leng Qianqiu didn't expect that there was someone who didn't give him face, so he was stunned for a moment. After a long time, Leng Qianqiu grinned and said, "In the end, only one of the Geng Group can walk in front of me and fight me. Which onion are you? You dare to talk to me like this. Now get out to the back, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."

As a seed player, you don’t need to participate in the previous competition, just fight with Geng Group except him.

"The consequences?" Lu Lingfeng smiled and said, "I can bear the consequences."

"Shameless."

A silver-black light suddenly flashed in Leng Qianqiu's body, and his body leaned over like a mountain. This was purely to defeat people with strength. Without taking action, few people could eat and live.

Lu Lingfeng was not fooled. If he dared to take action at this moment, he would definitely have violated the taboo of the Tianlong Gang. The nine-turn true energy was running to the limit, and a platinum light flashed on Lu Lingfeng's body, standing there as firmly as a mountain.

Sharp!

The next moment, the sound of metal hitting sounded, Lu Lingfeng's face turned red, and then turned white, and he was knocked out a foot away.

Leng Qianqiu could not have expected that Lu Lingfeng had also practiced the body refining technique. This was not used ten years of power and failed to squeeze Lu Lingfeng out of his current position, and his face turned red.

"What are you two doing?"

The elder who managed order nearby looked over and shouted in a low voice.

"Elder."

"Elder."

Ren Shi Leng Qianqiu is one of the top ten high-level disciples, and he dare not ignore the elders.

"Many people are watching the Truth-Slaying Conference. Don't lose the face of the Tianlong Gang, otherwise you will be disqualified from the competition."

The elder warned.

"yes."

Lu Lingfeng and Leng Qianqiu nodded.

After the elder changed his sight, Leng Qianqiu glanced at Lu Lingfeng coldly, "You are lucky. When the Truth Seizing Conference is over, I will settle the score with you slowly."

He didn't think Lu Lingfeng could go to the end and face him off.

"Sit down and wait."

Lu Lingfeng had no expression on his face, and a trace of ripple appeared in his heart. A week ago, his Nine-Turn Profound Art broke through to the late stage of the Zhoutian Realm, but compared with the fact that his realm was still a little lower. He used the Nine-Turn Profound Art in the late stage of the Zhoutian Realm to compete with the Iron Wall Magical Art in the late stage of the Condensation Realm. Although it was not as exaggerated as the Mantis blocking the car, the difference was quite large. Fortunately, the other party did not seem to have done his best, otherwise it would be himself who suffered the loss.

"It's almost time to prepare enough elixirs for the Nine Turns Xuan Gong."

Every time the Nine-Turning Profound Art breaks through a great realm, the body will undergo a transformation. Each transformation requires a large amount of Nine-Turning True Qi. If there is no external force to help, Lu Lingfeng will not have Nine-Turning True Qi for a long time after the breakthrough. Only by refining elixirs into Nine-Turning True Qi can this trouble be avoided. However, thinking about the previous situation, Lu Lingfeng does not know how many elixirs it takes to break through to the Condensation Realm.

The Qi-induction Realm is twelve yellow-grade top-grade elixir silver yuan pills.

The Soul Refining Realm is an unknown elixir.

The Zhoutian Realm is the seeds of purple lightning true qi and all purple lightning true qi.

...

While Lu Lingfeng was pondering, Elder Duanmu, the head of the Qinglong Hall, flew to the athletic platform.

"Thank you all for coming to watch this Truth-Seeing Conference. As usual, this Truth-Seeing Conference is divided into ten groups: A, Yi, B, D, Wu, Ji, Geng, Xin, Ren, Gui. Each group has a seed player, who is the top ten senior disciples of my Tianlong Gang. Seed players do not need to participate in the previous battles, but only need to fight the final battle with the senior disciples left in the group. In the end, only one person in each group is qualified to participate in the subsequent competition. Without further ado, the competition officially begins."

As the words fell, the Qinglong Arena was completely boiling, and the sounds surged.

Immediately afterwards, senior elders appeared one by one, with a total of ten people, and each competitive platform was assigned one.

"Group A, No. 3 vs. No. 8."

"Group B, No. 6 vs No. 15."

"Group C, No. 7 vs No. 21."

...

Upon hearing this, a senior disciple rushed to the stage and fought with his opponent.

"Geng Group, Lu Lingfeng No. 7 vs. Feng Hu No. 19."

After the cup of tea, it was Lu Lingfeng's turn to come on stage.

"Feng Hu, give him some color."

No. 19 is a senior disciple Feng Hu. He has a mid-stage cultivation level in Ningxu Realm. He usually gets quite close to Leng Qianqiu. When he saw Feng Hu's number reported, Leng Qianqiu sent a message to the other party.

"Don't worry, Brother Leng."

Feng Hu gave a look of confidence.

On the competitive arena, Lu Lingfeng and Feng Hu stood ten meters apart.

"I don't know where you have the confidence. You dare to fight against Senior Brother Leng, but it's too late. Now it's just beginning."

Feng Hu's weapon was a big iron rod. The true energy was circulating. A fiery red light appeared on the iron rod. With a low shout, Feng Hu rushed to Lu Ling Peak five steps away, and swept across with one stick. The fiery red air waves were like terrifying waves, with amazing momentum.

"If you want to make your name, you have to let everyone know their majesty."

Hu Po was unsheathed, Lu Lingfeng held the knife in his left hand, raised it high, and slashed hard. The speed of this knife was too fast, and it came first, and it landed at the weakest place where the iron rod was subjected to the force.

Clang.

The iron stick fell to the ground with his hands. The next moment, Lu Lingfeng's sword light rolled back, and the tiger fell on Feng Hu's shoulder and stood there.

Feng Hu was sweating coldly, and the blade of Hu Po was only a slight difference from his neck. He was really afraid that Lu Lingfeng would shake his hand and cut his major artery.

"Lu Lingfeng wins."

The elder of the Geng Group raised his hand.

"It seems to be a little bit powerful."

Leng Qianqiu saw that Lu Lingfeng defeated Feng Hu with one move, but he didn't care. Feng Hu's strength was not strong at all and was completely at the middle and lower level. Defeating Feng Hu could not explain anything.

The Tianlong Gang has more than 20 senior disciples, and one group of about 20 people. After one round, half of them have been eliminated.

After defeating three people in a row, with him, there were only four people left in the Geng Group, and of course, Leng Qianqiu had five people.

"It's already great that you can get to this point. You should do whatever you should do next!"

Lu Lingfeng's fourth opponent was a square-faced young man, about twenty years old. He saw the battle in front of Lu Lingfeng and thought he was 90% sure to defeat Lu Lingfeng.

"Yeah?"

Lu Lingfeng walked over step by step without drawing his sword.

"court death."

The young man with a square face was furious and punched him, and the black fist was like rolling wolf smoke.

clang!

The tiger soul was unsheathed, and a snow-white sword light turned into a snow-white dragon, instantly breaking the wolf smoke fist force, clang clang clang clang clang... The snow-white dragon circled around the square-faced youth, and the metal surface was rubbing with sparks, dazzling and dazzling. The momentum of the sword energy directly scared the square-faced youth.
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