Sword Conquers Heaven

Caesar had already gotten up from the ground, and was being supported by Kan Miluo's men. He stared at Qin Feng, who was standing proudly on the stage, and shouted, "Qin Feng, don't think that just because you spared my life, I will be grateful to you. Today, I am no match for you. In the future, I will definitely compete with you! "    

    

"Hmph, welcome at any time!" Qin Feng coldly snorted. He forcefully swallowed the mouthful of blood that surged out from his mouth as he walked down from the arena. The previous battle was too dangerous. Even though he won, it was still a miserable victory.    

    

"Qin Feng!" The people from the Lei Kesi went forward to welcome Qin Feng. All of them were extremely excited. They had won the first battle! They had actually defeated the mighty Kan Miluo. This was a strong belief and motivation. It had raised their morale and ignited their fighting spirit. Kan Miluo was not invincible, he was not invincible!    

    

"Little brother, how are you?" Wu Wenshuang went forward to support Qin Feng and asked with concern.    

    

"No problem, just tease me a bit." Qin Feng forcefully provoked the injury and said.    

    

"Qin Feng, good job! When we return this time, the Lei Kesi will reward you and the Qin Family handsomely!" Lei Nage laughed heartily. He was proud that he was able to win a match against Kan Miluo, even if he lost in the end.    

    

Qin Feng slightly nodded his head. He didn't really care about this. With Wu Wenshuang's help, he found a place to sit down and began to treat his injuries.    

    

The seventh group was on the north side of the arena. This was the place where Huaxia was located. At this moment, a handsome man with short light green hair and a green robe looked at Qin Feng and whispered to himself, "Qin Feng, it seems that you have improved a lot in these three years. I hope you can enter the finals. That way, I can fight you again and completely defeat you. I will take revenge for what happened in the past! "    

    

Qin Feng's spiritual sense was unusually sharp. As he was healing himself, he suddenly felt something. He opened his eyes and looked towards the north. He saw the figure. Immediately, a strong fighting spirit rose up and spread throughout his body. Three words jumped out of his mouth. "Du, Kai, Yi!"    

    

At this moment, the second match began.    

    

On the stage, the one from the Lei Kesi who was fighting was Liu Yu. This was the first time he appeared in the Large National Competition. He was dressed in black, and his expression was cold. He held a Longsword in his hand, and it was filled with killing intent.    

    

Opposite him was a tall man in grey clothes. His eyes were like a torch, and a powerful aura was faintly emitted from him. His name was Jialong, and he was Kan Miluo's genius Sword Cultivator!    

    

As the competition began, both of them moved at the same time, unleashing their Cultivation Level.    

    

"Hehe, he's just a substitute. He will definitely win this match!" Yin Hao, who was dressed in black, said with a smile.    

    

"Don't underestimate the Lei Kesi. This man is also quite extraordinary." Saang Yuan said.    

    

"Brother Sang, have you noticed something? Is the Lei Kesi really that strong? Big Brother Caesar has already lost. Could it be that Jialong will also lose?" Yin Haoyi asked.    

    

" Saang Yuan, you have overdone it. It's just a Lei Kesi. If you can't even defeat them, how are you going to compete with the other experts in the finals? " Fan Rondo's indifferent voice was heard.    

    

Upon hearing this, Saang Yuan smiled without saying anything. He stared at the stage and watched the battle quietly.    

    

The face of the white-robed Van Rondo was as calm as water. He did not seem to be interested in the competition on the stage. He looked at the other rings and finally fixed his gaze on the fifth ring. That was where Mengsang was located. At this moment, the competition between the spiritual cultivators had already begun. A few Spiritual Beasts suddenly appeared on the arena. Their roars shook the sky, and their ferocity was overwhelming.    

    

"Are they from the Mingye Family? The Beast Master has not been found for many years." Van Rondo muttered to himself.    

    

In just an instant, the battle ended. His opponent became the meal of the few Spiritual Beasts.    

    

There was only a black-robed man standing on the stage. His body was completely wrapped in a black robe and his robe was covered by a black hat. It was difficult to see his face clearly.    

    

Light flickered and several Spiritual Beasts disappeared. That person quietly turned around and walked down the stage. He was low-key and mysterious.    

    

Immediately following that was a handsome man wearing a purple robe. He jumped up. He suddenly jumped onto the stage. He was domineering and powerful. His long purple hair was fluttering behind his head. His face was resolute and his expression was cold. He was about two meters tall. His figure was tall and straight, like a giant beast in human form.    

    

"Purple Beast - Faang Linghao!" A voice rang in Van Doe's ears. It was precisely Saang Yuan. At this moment, he was also attracted by the voice.    

    

"Faang Linghao, has he finally appeared?" Van Rondo's eyes lit up as he stared at the purple-haired man.    

    

On the eastern VIP seats, Zhao Meier also stared at Faang Linghao without blinking. The corner of her mouth curled into a smile. A charming smile appeared on her face, and her eyes were filled with peach blossoms. He whispered to himself, "Finally, I can see his match... Being able to witness the battle of the Purple Beast, I have no regrets in this life!"    

    

The match began in a hurry, but ended in a hurry.    

    

Everyone only heard a roar, and then they saw a flash of lightning. Then they discovered that Faang Linghao's opponent had actually been struck by the force. That man's Cultivation Level had just broken through to the ninth level of the Heaven Spirit Lord. He was truly powerful. However, when faced with Faang Linghao, he couldn't even withstand a single strike. It was directly ripped apart by the force. The name of the Purple Beast was extraordinary!    

    

"It's still as domineering as before! The Purple Beast is worthy of being called the Purple Beast!" Fando frowned and said.    

    

"He has already reached the Spirit King realm. He is not a match for us!" Saang Yuan continued with a hint of helplessness.    

    

"Spirit King... within half a year, I will definitely break through to this realm!" Van Rondo clenched his fists, and a powerful fighting spirit burned.    

    

Back at the third ring, Liu Yu and Garon were engaged in an intense battle. The sounds of collisions rang out repeatedly, and sparks shot out. Waves of energy flowed wantonly.    

    

Liu Yu had already reached the Peak of Eighth Level Heaven. With just one more step, he would be able to step into the Ninth Heaven. This strength was not weak at all, even slightly stronger than Ike's. However, his opponent was a true Ninth Level Heaven Sword Lord, even though he was only at the early stage. * Hong Long...... *    

    

Liu Yu was caught in a bitter battle. He was fighting on Ike's behalf, so how could he admit defeat so easily? He fully displayed the Cultivation Level and unleashed numerous powerful Sword Skill.    

    

Unfortunately, his opponent was too powerful. The Cultivation Level was able to suppress him, and the Sword Skill wasn't any weaker than his opponent's.    

    

"Let's end this!" The tall Garon rumbled like thunder. He raised the sword in his hand and threw it forward.    

    

"Damn it!" Liu Yu's eyes sparkled. He gritted his teeth and concentrated his essence and spirit at this moment.