God of Nine Realms

Chapter 64 Wufeng Discusses Martial Arts
Hu Feng was really shocked now, and only then did he understand why there were very few participants except for the prisoners held by each peak.This is not to compete at all, it is clearly to die!
Hu Feng coldly glanced at Mo Hucheng who was still chatting with other peak masters in the distance, his eyes became colder and colder.He has always wondered why Mo Hu became so magnanimous, and he no longer cared about his concealment of martial arts. It turned out that he had already planned to force him to expose his martial arts through Wu Feng's discussion of martial arts.

"The beautiful woman in the red dress is called Mei Yinxue. She is the owner of the index finger peak. The weapon is a string of silver silk chains. It is so unpredictable that people fear it like a poisonous snake. The middle finger peak owner with the goshawk crown is nicknamed the Flying Eagle Bandit. The weapon is a pair of gold and silver silk-wrapped gloves, and each glove has a poison, which is very difficult to deal with. The one-eyed man is the owner of the Wuming Peak, nicknamed the one-eyed wolf, and he is good at wielding a ghost-headed sword. The master of Zhifeng is called a wine lunatic, and his palm strength is thick and powerful." Taoist Buming saw Hu Feng looking towards the peak master, so he took the initiative to introduce him.

Hu Feng nodded and wrote down one by one.

Wufeng discusses martial arts is really dangerous. This peculiar rule makes Hu Feng have to be cautious again and again. In the crisis of death, people can often burst out unimaginable energy. No matter who they are against, a little carelessness may kill him on the spot!
This martial arts meeting does not know how many people from each peak will participate, let alone which masters will participate. It is useless for Hu Feng to scan the audience.

Hu Feng did not dare to underestimate the imminent crisis. With his eyes closed, he kept simulating various martial artist's desperate moves in his mind, and deciphered them one by one in his mind.

Hu Feng, who was deep in thought, couldn't feel the passage of time at all, and he didn't know how long it had passed, when he was suddenly shaken awake by Taoist Buming.At this time, the voice of the master of the Middle Finger Peak Flying Eagle came from beside his ear.

"The first round of the Five Peaks Discussion on Martial Arts has officially begun!"

Hu Feng opened his eyes and saw that the five peak masters began to give orders at the edge of the arena, and one by one the participants gradually walked out of the crowd, passed through the stone pillars and came to the middle of the arena.

Every contestant looked dignified. After all, there is only one position for the leader, and it is not that easy to compete for it.On the other hand, those prisoners who were pulled into the arena, they were not so nervous, and they still looked around leisurely.

"These prisoners don't know the rules of Wufeng Discussion at all. They think it's just a martial arts competition. If they perform well, they will be released or even reused. They didn't expect that they would all die tragically in this venue." Taoist Buming watched this scene Can't help sighing.

"Ignorance is a kind of happiness, but it is a pity that despair will come eventually."

Hu Feng twisted his neck and started to step into the arena.

"Commander Hu, no matter what others think, I believe in your ability!" Taoist Buming's voice came from behind.

Hu Feng didn't turn around, he walked straight forward, and said with a laugh: "I will take the first prize after your good words!"

"Ignorance is bliss."

A person walked past Hu Feng, seeing his bold words, couldn't help but say something lightly.

Hu Feng turned his head to look at him, he saw that the opponent was nine feet long, Kong Wu was extraordinary.His head was bare, and his upper body was also bare, revealing a body of steel-cast muscles. His lower body was only a pair of black linen trousers, and he didn't even wear any shoes on his feet. He walked on the hard stone ground with a pair of big bare feet.The gravel turned into dust under his feet.

"Brother Tai is so good at practicing horizontally."

Hu Feng felt a strong sense of oppression from the opponent, and couldn't help praising him.

The man turned his head, revealing a pair of deep eyes. A ray of lightning suddenly appeared from the void, piercing Hu Feng's eyes slightly.

"I take back what I said before. You are not bad!" the bald man said seriously.

"Haha, I laughed so hard, a prisoner dares to speak so brazenly!"

A young man in Chinese clothes passed by and couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene.

Only then did Hu Feng realize that the bald man was still wearing a pair of heavy iron shackles between his hands. Although the shackles were opened, they were still hanging on his wrists and had not been taken off. chains.

"Who are you?"

Hu Feng instantly noticed that the other party's cultivation base was profound and had entered the Confluence Realm, so he couldn't help feeling vigilant.

The young man snorted coldly: "My name is Feng Falcon, and the master of Feiying Peak is my uncle! The leader this time is mine!"

After he finished speaking, he walked away arrogantly. The bald man glanced at the young man lightly, shook his head and continued walking in.

Not long after, the entire venue was already full of people. Hu Feng took a quick scan and found that there were at least 500 people.

"The first round of competition, the time is burning, there are no rules, you can enjoy it to your heart's content!"

dong dong!

The battle drum is beating, and Wufeng Discussion on Martial Arts officially begins!
Ah!
As soon as Hu Feng took out the saber, he heard a miserable cry beside him. A prisoner not far away fell limply, and a little blood red in his throat slowly enlarged.

kill!

A thin middle-aged man directly stabbed Hu Feng with a big gun!

Hu Feng sneered all over his face, thinking that I was easy to bully?It's no wonder that besides a few prisoners present, he was almost the one with the lowest cultivation level, and he was still at the Body Tempering Realm, which was lower than many prisoners' cultivation bases!
A crisp sound announced the breaking of the weapon, and the person fell down.

When the middle-aged man collapsed, he still had a look of disbelief on his face, his eyes widened and he fell down unwillingly.

The whole venue instantly became chaotic!

Countless people frantically started to kill, each and every one of them seemed to have turned into ferocious beasts, merciless in their attacks, and their moves were directed at the vitals.

"Boy, go to hell!"

Seeing Hu Feng tempering his cultivation, the other person couldn't help but rushed forward. Hu Feng didn't even look at him. He turned his body slightly, and with a backhand grip of the saber, he slashed across his throat!A man holding a knife beside him was about to strike at Hu Feng, but seeing his proficient martial skills and terrifying strength, he turned around and ran away!
"Running really fast!"

Hu Feng said so, without stopping, his head tilted slightly, he dodged the sword behind him, and the saber thrust backward, piercing through the body of the attacker behind him.

At this time, Hu Feng's powerful combat skills were finally revealed. The strength of the players in the field varied, but the strong were few and the weak were many.

According to his own estimate, there are only about a dozen people in each peak who are tyrannical figures who take the initiative to participate, and the rest are forced prisoners.Most of the strength is below the third level of Kaiyuan, the strength is not even a thousand catties, and the true energy is weak, which is really unbearable for Hu Feng.

"Weak, too weak!"

Hu Feng was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and a single strike with his knife often declared the death of a life. The death knife kept waving, and the people around him who were killed were terrified and did not dare to step forward.People who thought that his strength was no more than the tempering stage now scattered in all directions, fearing that if they ran too slowly, they would be slaughtered by this demon king.

With a huge base of more than 500 people, dozens of highly cultivated warriors are like fierce tigers, constantly chasing the nearby flocks of sheep.The blood continued to sway, and the earth was blood red.The weak fell like withered roses, and the broken arms and limbs covered the ground. The scene was extremely bloody, like Shura's purgatory.

(End of this chapter)