Chapter 1190 Cruel, Wake Up!

"Luo Feng, don't think that you can be arrogant because you hurt me. I broke through the True Yuan Realm half a month ago, and I was just playing with you just now. I want to kill you, it's easy!"

Leng Feifei's figure floated in the air, looking down at Luo Feng from a high position, as if sizing up a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

When he was speaking, his figure was lowered, his hands were crossed behind his back, his eyes fixed on Luo Feng firmly, he opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blue breath, suddenly, the majestic real energy burst out, and traces of condensed blue light burst out around his body.

These blue lights did not dissipate, but tangled together in the void, and gradually evolved into a huge blue crow.

The giant crow is nearly six or seven meters high. Its body has bright feathers, like a living thing. Its eyes are blood-red, exuding an evil and boundless atmosphere. It feels like an ancient beast descending, which makes people frightened.

"This is the Blood Crow Qingming Art from the Blood Flower Building!"

Looking at the giant cyan crow behind Leng Feifei, someone exclaimed: "The Blood Crow Qing Ming Gong is an earth-level low-grade exercise. There are rumors in the world that when Leng Feifei killed people, no one saw his real body, only the giant crow. The crow flashed past, so he was called the blue-faced blood crow."

"Earth-level low-grade exercises! Coupled with his strength at the first level of the True Origin Realm, Luo Feng is doomed to lose this time."

"Leng Feifei seems to have a serious murderous intention towards Luo Feng. If I were him, I would immediately admit defeat."

The other contestants participating in the qualifying round were also looking at this scene at this moment. Seeing the giant blue crow exuding an evil aura in the void, Yang Wan'er's eyes changed slightly, and she raised her voice:

"Luo Feng, admit defeat!"

"It's too late! Blood Crow Thousand Feathers Slash!"

Leng Feifei smiled ferociously, and the double blades in his hands suddenly disappeared into the void. At the same time, the pupils of the giant crow behind him were filled with blood, and a terrifying momentum erupted. At this moment, many people seemed to have heard an extremely ferocious cry Ming.

swipe swipe swipe swipe...

Following Leng Feifan's double-bladed slash, pieces of cyan streamer poured down, turning into cyan blood crows in the air, and slashed at Luo Feng overwhelmingly.

Boom boom boom boom boom...

Immediately, earth-shattering sounds sounded one after another, as if the end was approaching, half of the Dragon Terrace was directly submerged, and some streamers cut on the blue light curtain around the Dragon Terrace, knocking the light curtain into ripples.

At this moment, Luo Feng was completely invisible.

Can only see the endless cyan streamer blooming.

"It's too powerful. This is Leng Feifan's true strength. His strength is enough to compete for the top three of the top ten new dragons." Looking at Leng Feifan who seemed to be fused with the blue giant crow in midair, many people looked dull.

"I feel that this slashing force is equivalent to a full-strength strike by a peak martial artist at the ninth level of the Spiritual Spin Realm. I don't know if Luo Feng can hold it through."

"It's definitely not going to last. No matter how powerful Luo Feng is, he's only a peak martial artist at the ninth level of the Spiritual Spinning Realm. It's a great luck for him not to die."

On the Hundred Dragon Column, Yue Haitang, Lin Hongyi and the others had extremely ugly faces, and Yang Wan'er's pupils were beating with traces of dark golden flames as she stared at half of the Dragon Terrace covered by the Blood Crow's Flowing Blade.

"Luo Feng..."

In the extreme north of the North Sea, Bing Ruolan stood up, her eyes were as clear as jewels, she looked at the reflection on the ice wall without blinking, her hands clasped in front of her, trembling uncontrollably.

One hundred ways!

Three hundred!

Eight hundred ways!

The mighty Blood Crow's slashing energy seems to be endless, and it wants to devour everything.

While everyone was guessing whether Luo Feng was still alive, something happened suddenly.

"Luo Feng, take another move from me, ghost shadows will flash ten times!"

Before he could finish his move, Leng Feifei's eyes flashed with murderous intent. With a loud shout, his figure suddenly exploded, and his figure was everywhere in a space of hundreds of meters.

swipe swipe swipe swipe...

Wherever the figure passed, blood crows shot out one after another, like a violent storm, covering large areas downward without leaving any gaps, and the momentum was even stronger than before.

This scene left everyone stunned.

"It's too cruel. Luo Feng is obviously defeated, but he still doesn't stop."

"Leng Feifei definitely didn't want to give Luo Feng the chance to admit defeat."

"Luo Feng's fate is so bad now, I don't know if he can leave his body. With his talent, he must be a character in the future, and he will fall here. It's a pity..."

Looking at Denglongtai covered by the blood crow's severing force, everyone looked regretful, and they all thought that Luo Feng was in danger.

"stop!"

Yang Wan'er couldn't bear it anymore, and was about to rescue her, but before the Nine Suns Burning Demon Clothes could condense, a terrifying coercion suddenly descended, locking her in all directions, making her unable to move.

"Once you get on the Dragon Stage, you will be responsible for your life and death. You can't do anything wrong!"

The master of Piaoxue Hall stood in the void and said coldly.

Shui Qingcheng stood beside her, shook her head at Yang Wan'er, and said via voice transmission: "Be safe and don't be impatient, Luo Feng is not so easy to lose."

Yang Wan'er froze for a moment, restrained her breath, and looked towards the platform.

In a small island house, Qingling stood by the window, pinching the window sill with a pair of small hands, staring at the image of the duel reflected in the sea with bright eyes.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the window sill was pinched to pieces by Qingling, the ground was soaked in a large area at some point, tears rolled down from Qingling's small face like broken beads.

"Master... Master... He killed Master... He killed Master..."

A hollow sound resounded in the room, and the space around Qingling suddenly distorted, as if the space was collapsing.

chuck chuck...

The space shook slightly, and in an instant, thick cracks opened in the courtyard, spreading all the way to the entire courtyard.

boom!

Shadow Puppet was knocked back a few steps, raised his head to look at Qingling, his gaze changed.

At this time, Qingling's eyes were empty and lifeless, and countless double images appeared in the pupils, like a black hole, and she couldn't help but sink into it just by looking at it.

"No, it's time to wake up!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Shadow Puppet activated her magic eyes, and a streak of blood crossed appeared in her pupils. In a flash, she appeared behind Qingling strangely.

Boom!

In the clear sky, a thick purple thunderbolt suddenly descended, smashing the courtyard into pieces.

This thunderbolt did not dissipate, but rose into the sky again, and two figures could be vaguely seen wrapped in the thunderbolt, flying towards the distance like an electric motor.

Above the dragon islands, the masters of the six golden halls raised their heads at the same time and looked at each other.

The next moment, the six people appeared in the depths of a small island. Looking at the scene below, the expressions of the six people all changed.

The houses, trees, and land within a hundred meters below have all disappeared, leaving only a large pit more than ten meters deep.

The ground inside the pothole was scorched black, and there was still a trace of purple electric current on the surface, which made the air crackle and wander indefinitely. Wherever it passed, the ground was blasted into pits, which was shocking.