The two people stood more than ten feet apart on the stage. Situ Perhaps because he was afraid of Mo Qingfeng from the bottom of his heart, Situ Qing looked cautious and did not adopt a passive strategy. After a short pause, he launched an active attack. What he wielded was a spear. As soon as he raised his wrist, a compelling momentum was integrated into the spear. Suddenly, a gust of wind swept across the challenge stage, and sharp spear shadows appeared, with the tendency to pierce the void. Situ Qing's ranking in the Wu Palace is even higher than Tie Changkong's, and he is indeed an extraordinary person. Mo Qingfeng stood motionless on the opposite side. His clothes made a hunting sound under the strong wind, which touched the hearts of everyone on and off the stage. However, when his palm shook and a simple silver sword appeared in his hand, the whirlwind originally inspired by Situ Qing on the challenge stage seemed to be cut in half in an instant. Facing Situ Qing, half of the situation was still turbulent, but on Mo Qingfeng's side, it had completely disappeared. A connoisseur will know if it is there as soon as he reaches out his hand.
Even before the long sword was unsheathed, it possessed such power, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the audience. "It is said that the sword intention is the most powerful of all conceptions. Even if Situ Qing is powerful, he may not be able to block the sword intention. What's more, what Mo Qingfeng has condensed is the sword intention seed." "Mo Qingfeng's sword energy is indestructible. I'm afraid he can cut through Situ Qing's offensive with just one sword." "That's right. I'm afraid this Situ Qing can't hold on to three moves." … Seeing this scene on the stage, Fang Tianlei showed a look of shock in his eyes and said: "Your Highness, I really didn't expect that Mo Qingfeng has condensed his sword intention to this point. Even before the sword is unsheathed, the momentum he possesses seems to be able to fight against the entire sword. The world is endless. I don’t know what level of sword intent this boy has understood?” The power of artistic conception is also divided into three, six or nine levels. Compared with the lowest sword intent, the power of the lowest sword intent is naturally as different as that of a dragon or a snake. "Haha, Prince Rong Ben is a little bit of a salesman. Deputy Palace Master Fang, you will know after reading it." Prince Qi did not say it clearly. After hehe smiled, he ignored it indifferently. Fang Tianlei nodded slightly and said nothing more. Anyway, as Prince Qi said, as long as Mo Qingfeng breaks out, he can naturally see it with his eyesight. "Total Annihilation!" A thunderous shout rang out. Situ Qing was oppressed by Mo Qingfeng's momentum. Seeing that he had fallen behind, Situ Qing immediately stopped hesitating. After a vertical movement, he swept out a Zhang Er spear in his hand. Bo! With one shot, the calm aura created by Mo Qingfeng was broken, and the violent air flow swept in with an even more terrifying momentum, causing many warriors around the ring to retreat in panic. Mo Qingfeng smiled coldly, and the ancient sword was finally unsheathed. Uh-huh! In the void, the pure sword intent flashed away, and the air flow stirred up by the spear was like a deflated rubber ball, and the momentum weakened. "Situ Qing's edge has been cut off."
"Mo Qingfeng...is really amazing." "It seems that the winner will be determined soon." "This man is truly a god. With one strike of his sword, he actually gave me the illusion that I was facing the Yangtze River." On the high platform, Fang Tianlei looked solemn and said: "Having the ability to cut off the general trend, it has reached at least the third level. I didn't expect that such a swordsman genius could appear in our powerful country of the Western Tang Dynasty." According to ancient records, artistic conception can be divided into nine levels. However, in the Yuanwu Continent, the most powerful artistic conception level that has appeared in the past ten thousand years is only the fifth level. The artistic conception that ordinary warriors can comprehend is basically the lowest level, first level. . Mo Qingfeng's sword intention can reach the third level. No wonder someone like Fang Tianlei looks shocked. "Master Fang has a good eye. What Qingfeng understood is one of the three major artistic conceptions of our royal family, Guan Hong Sword Intention. It is a variant of Autumn Wind Sword Intent, and its grade is exactly the third level." Prince Qi said with a smile... The expression on Situ Qing's face became more cautious. He had just struck a blow, which also imbued him with his own artistic conception. However, whether it was the sword intent level or the grade, Mo Qingfeng was more than one step ahead of him. This Mo Qingfeng was the first person who put him under endless pressure since he realized the power of the gun. The aura that he had painstakingly created was vulnerable to the other party. He took a deep breath of air, raised his spear into the sky, and integrated all his energy into his marksmanship to attack Mo Qingfeng. His marksmanship is agile and as strong as a dragon. A sound of chi chi chi chi sounded on the challenge stage, and countless gun shadows appeared, changing in many ways. Each gun shadow was like a long snake spitting out messages, spraying out a sharp breath. Facing the overwhelming gun figures pouring down from the sky, Mo Qingfeng had a very cold expression on his face. "break!" The sword intent spurted out. Clang… There was a long sound. A sharp energy that was enough to cut through the mountain peaks rushed towards Situ Qing in mid-air. Bang! There was a sound like the mountain peaks breaking. Under this sword intent, all the gun figures disappeared. Situ's lover's figure fell from mid-air, vomiting blood and flew backwards. He stumbled to the ground, put away his spear, clasped his fists and said, "Mo Qingfeng, you are indeed powerful, I will admit defeat." Mo Qingfeng smiled faintly and did not answer. He also felt that he had benefited from the attack just now. At least the sharp energy emitted from his body was much reduced. Both men exited at the same time. Situ Qing lost, and the only people in the third group who maintained a winning record were Mo Qingfeng and Ye Feng. They had already qualified in this group and were qualified to enter the semi-finals. At this moment, the other two groups have also decided the winner, and there are a total of four people who have qualified.
The one in the first group is called Long Chen. He is a child of the Long family, one of the three major families. He has an innate eighth-level cultivation. He has the highest cultivation level among all the warriors who have been promoted. He has been strong all the way and has been shortlisted. The one who advanced with him is a man named Ren Anping. The young man has the seventh level of innate strength. In the second group, the two people who advanced were named Qi Yuankai and Feng Ye, both of whom were at the seventh level of innate cultivation. However, Ye Feng felt that Feng Ye seemed to be stronger than Qi Yuankai and Ren Anping. This Feng Ye came from a small subordinate county. He was not well-known and unknown. He was about eighteen or nineteen years old. His face always had a rare ruthlessness and calmness. Such people have a resolute personality, dare to fight and fight hard, and are the most difficult opponents to provoke. Apart from Mo Qingfeng, the last person Ye Feng wanted to meet was this Feng Ye. Of course, the finals will still be drawn, and whether you can meet them or not depends on luck. The final six promotion places were officially determined: Mo Qingfeng, Ye Feng, Feng Ye, Long Chen, Qi Yuankai and Ren Anping. All six people stood on the stage. Among them, Mo Qingfeng is undoubtedly the strongest, and there is no problem in getting a spot. As for the other two, it seems that they are all about the same strength...