A layer of glazed green lines appeared on the surface of Zhao Feng's body, like a totem from ancient times, simple and noble, but also a bit evil.

Boom swish——

As the Luohou arrow struck, it also caused a void of light blue blood, and its power and speed increased dramatically.

Puff bang

The collision of bloodline power erupted on the competition stage, and it was thrilling. The formation light curtains all around caused ripples.

All those watching the battle in the audience were shocked and pale.

"His bloodline inheritance is actually more pure than Qin Xin..."

The Lord of Honghu City was filled with surprises.

Liu Qinxin only felt the blood power in her body, trembling slightly. This was something that had never happened since the blood power awakened.

Even though her bloodline power and the amount of development were better than Zhao Feng's, she didn't take any advantage.

At this moment, the battle reaches its peak.

Zhao Feng used a bow and arrow and cooperated with Qingfeng Yan, but he still had a firm hold on Liu Qin's heart.

Liu Qinxin was at the seventh heaven level, and her strength had reached its peak. There was even some light blue frost on the snow-white gauze clothes.

Of course, if the fight continues, Zhao Feng will still be defeated.

Because Liu Qinxin has the foundation of the Seventh Heaven, her true power reserves and resilience are better than Zhao Feng.

"If I don't fight hard, my chances of winning will still be reduced by half a point."

Zhao Feng was very satisfied with the result and quickly consumed his real power.

As long as his true power is exhausted, he will be exhausted and defeated. At least he will be defeated even though he is defeated.

meow

The little thieving cat suddenly appeared from the spirit pet's pocket. It was drunk, burped, and was holding a wine bottle that was bigger than itself.

"Um?"

Everyone on and off the stage could not help but be stunned.

"Does he have a second powerful spiritual pet?"

Liu Qin's heart changed color slightly.

meow

The little thieving cat put away the wine bottle and wandered around the competition stage with drunken steps.

"What is this little guy thinking about?"

Zhao Feng was terrified.

The little thieving cat smelled of alcohol, its eyes were confused, and it was drunk and wandering around the stage, seemingly unconscious.

He and Liu Qinxin clashed, and the powerful backlash generated by the collision was enough to tear the average six or seven-layered sky into pieces.

"Zuibu?"

Only the Lord of Honghu City had a strange look in his eyes.
Chapter completed!