Chapter 620: Li Long appears, ghosts and gods cry
The Sword Immortal could never have guessed that he would lose so miserably and so thoroughly.
And time went back to just now, when that sword was about to kill the Sword Immortal, when everyone thought he was going to die.
No one could see how Qingfeng moved, but they saw him suddenly appear behind the flying sword and grab the hilt of the sword.
At that moment, Qingfeng was like a peerless master, with an indescribable aura emanating from him. He was not like a disciple in the Qi training period, but like an unattainable peerless strongman.
Everything today was a little too unexpected, and countless people felt that it was a little unrealistic.
The Sword Immortal looked at Qingfeng and said, "I lost."
Qingfeng handed the flying sword back to him and said, "In fact, it's just that your sword is not fast enough."
The Sword Immortal looked at him and really wanted to vomit a liter of blood.
The name he had worked so hard to create may become a laughing stock from tomorrow.
When he thought of this, he couldn't help but feel extremely depressed, and turned his head and left here.
The supervisor immediately announced Qingfeng's victory.
The crowd, who had been silent just now, suddenly burst into thunderous cheers.
"Aniu, Aniu, Aniu, Aniu..."
Countless people looked over here, not knowing what had happened.
However, starting from the second day, everyone was completely conquered by Aniu. No matter how powerful or famous they were in the past, they were like chickens and pottery dogs under Aniu's attack.
After three days of selection and elimination of countless people, Qingfeng easily won the first place in the Qi training period.
He appeared miraculously like a dark horse and won repeatedly, which really surprised countless people, because no one knew this guy called Aniu before.
And as long as the disciples of this sect are in the top ten of the Qi training period, they are eligible to continue to challenge, and their goal is the disciples of the foundation building period.
Qingfeng has been rated as the real first place in Qi training because of his bravery.
He also received a lot of attention.
Early that morning, Hong Jiuzhen woke him up and told him that there was still a game today and not to oversleep.
Qingfeng nodded. Of course, he knew what was going on. However, the Qi training disciples were too weak. He had to resist the urge to finish the games.
He hoped that the foundation building disciples would be stronger.
After dinner, Hong Jiuzhen took Qingfeng to the competition venue.
Someone immediately called out for Ah Niu, and Qingfeng also waved to everyone.
Soon, the two of them arrived at the competition venue.
Qingfeng drew the number plate and started watching the fight between these people.
Unfortunately, these people fought back and forth, but Qingfeng could not arouse his interest. He just felt that they seemed very weak.
Finally, it was his turn to play, and countless people came to watch immediately, all wanting to see how Ah Niu dealt with those foundation building disciples.
At this time, a man in a white shirt stood opposite him. The man was handsome and had a cold face.
At this moment, the man raised a flying sword and said, "My name is Zhongshan, this sword is Lilong. I have never defeated an unknown person with my sword. Tell me your name."
Qingfeng heard him say this and immediately replied, "My name is Aniu, and my weapon is fist."
Zhongshan heard this name and said with disdain, "Hmph, what's the matter with Niu? You actually chose such a rustic name."
Qingfeng's face changed and he said angrily, "My name doesn't need your evaluation. If you have the ability, just do it. Why bother to complain."
Zhongshan was stunned when he heard this, and then said angrily, "Hmph, you, a low-level disciple, dare to be so rude to my senior brother. Today, I will show you how to deal with you."
"Lilong comes out, ghosts and gods cry" He only heard him shout, and the magic sword he sacrificed suddenly shone with a dazzling light. The flying sword moved and instantly turned into countless sword shadows, whistling towards Qingfeng.
Qingfeng looked at the countless sword screens, but thought in his heart that everything was just an illusion.
"Open it for me"
Qingfeng raised his fist and punched at the countless sword dragons that were roaring.
His fist flashed with light, and a huge fist shadow came out of his body. With a loud bang, countless sword shadows were smashed to pieces. With another bang, the Lilong Sword was actually smashed out by this punch and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Another punch, this punch has never disappointed the audience.
Zhongshan was stunned when he saw this scene. He sensed that the flying sword had actually left his spiritual sense range.
Before he could think about it, Qingfeng had already walked over quickly and punched.
When Zhongshan was terrified, Qingfeng's fist had already arrived, and he had to hastily set up several defensive shields.
Unfortunately, those defensive shields shattered like pieces of paper.
"Puff" his waist instantly turned into a bow shape, and then flew out.
With a "boom", Zhongshan hit the shield protecting the ring, and then slid down along the shield.
He was sweating profusely from the pain, but he refused to give in.
He stood up reluctantly and said, "If this is all you have, I, Zhongshan, still have some tricks left to use, and you're dead."
Qingfeng shook his head and said, "Just now, I actually didn't use my strength. Junior Sister told me to treat people with respect and not to beat them to death. Since you can still hold on, I'll just use some strength reluctantly."
Qingfeng has been fighting countless huge creatures in the Ten Thousand Muzhu for many years, and his strength has grown to a terrifying 18 million kilograms. Even one level is 1.8 million kilograms.
It's a pity that Zhong Shan on the opposite side didn't know this. He felt that A Niu was pretending to be stupid and came here to insult him.
I just heard him say in anger: "Okay, come on, it doesn't matter if you use all your strength, I want to see how powerful you are."
Qingfeng shook his head, forget it, you won't be able to bear all the strength, just one layer is enough.
"Go to hell." At this moment, Zhongli was already going crazy with Qingfeng Qi.
Immediately, he unleashed his treasure technique and struck Qingfeng.
Unfortunately, Qingfeng punched out, and a fist shadow several feet in size came out. The magic techniques shattered wherever it passed, and then the punch hit Zhong Shan.
Before he could feel the pain, he was knocked unconscious by the force. Everyone could only hear the sound of clicking, but all the bones in his body were beaten to pieces.
Qingfeng showed an innocent look and muttered: "I didn't mean it, you asked me to hit you."
Seeing that Qingfeng won so easily again, countless cheers and applause immediately came from the arena.
People cheered, "Aniu will win, Aniu will win."
Qingfeng was extremely happy at this moment, but for some reason, he always felt like he had seen this scene before.
In the following fights, Qingfeng won easily, and everyone who met him secretly cried out that they were unlucky.