This scene appeared, and the audience was in an uproar!

All the stages had already ended the battle, but Qin Feng and Nan Luo were still fighting fiercely from this side.

The focus of the audience was locked on Qin Feng and Nan Luoli.

And every pair of eyes on the scene are huge at the moment, and the eyeballs seem to fall out of the eye sockets.

Tianwu Island is quiet and scary.

No matter who it is, they have been shocked by this scene at this moment.

"It can't be!"

The people of the Heavenly God Sect muttered in unison.

The elders behind him stood up from their chairs one after another, staring at the stage dumbfounded.

"Luo Li's sword... You can't even pierce that kid?"

"Impossible! It can't be, the body of the Cold Sky Sword is made of the cold ice and dark iron of the Extreme Yin Land, and its sharpness... The Immortal Venerable is like papier-mâché, how can he not pierce this son?"

"What the hell is going on with this kid's body?"

The consternation continued.

Tongying and Ziying were still surprised.

Xu Wen's eyes widened slightly, and her lips opened slightly, and she was also shocked.

Ye Xiaosheng almost didn't fall off the stone, and when he got up, he rubbed his eyes desperately.

The Silent Monarch of the Imperial Pavilion narrowed his eyes, and a strange halo oozed from his domineering eyes.

Gongsun Cangqing of the Nine Present Dragon Pavilion snorted secretly and said nothing.

Baili Yu looked disappointed: "It seems that in the past three years, you are still stagnant!

The geniuses had different expressions, either emotional, or shocked.

The faces of the surrounding audience were even more exciting.

"Big brother is so good!, big brother is so good!!" the girl held a rattle high, cheering, excited like a kitten.

Dujian and the others were also relieved and excited.

In their opinion, the warrior master will not be defeated.

No matter how strong the opponent is, the warrior master can defeat them all!

This is the confidence of the sword guards in Qin Feng by the sword guards of the Decisive Sword and other rulings.

After going through so many things, the Dueling Sword group almost regarded Qin Feng as a god!

Jinni... Is there any reason to lose?

"Is this a martial arts man?" The old man who stepped on the gate opened his mouth, unable to speak for a long time.

The young man next to him smiled, but there was a hint of war intent in the depths of his eyes.

The people's expressions were wonderful, but the most shocking was Nan Luoli.

He looked at his Cold Sky Sword with lost eyes, and his whole face was already in a sluggish state.

"How... Will this happen?" Nan Yuan muttered, her brain trembling wildly, her mind boiling hot.

"I don't know. ”

Qin Feng's voice came out.

I just watched the frost covering his body begin to crack and peel off inch by inch, and Qin Feng's aura also seeped out from that crack.

Not good, retreat!

Nan Luo was shocked and immediately retreated.

Can be the next second..

Sou!

A hand knife slashed fiercely, the speed was simply galloping, unstoppable, Nan Yuan was already the limit of the reaction, but it was still faster than the other party.

Nan Luo's pupils shrank wildly.

Poof!

A crisp thud rang out.

Seeing that Nan Yuan's arm holding the sword was directly cut off, blood rushed to the sky, Nan Yuan's body swayed and fell to the ground, and the person retreated suddenly.

When he stood still and came back to his senses, he found that the severed arm holding the Cold Sky Sword had drawn an arc in the air and landed in front of Qin Feng's heels.

People breathe hard.

Losing the blessing of the Cold Sky Sword, Nan Yuan's breath that had just risen suddenly fell.

His strengths... Gone are the same!

He no longer had the capital to continue fighting.

If you don't recapture the Cold Sky Sword, this game doesn't have to go on.

Nan Yuan's face was extremely ugly, and the person jumped in steps, rushed towards Qin Feng again, and the energy of his whole body accumulated, gathered in his mouth, and spit at Qin Feng.

Call!

The air of cold wind and frost swept past, engulfing everything in the dust.

The ground platforms around Qin Feng were all covered with frost and snow.

But he himself was unaffected.

At this time, the energy and power released by Nan Luoli could no longer affect Qin Feng.

Nan Luoli's eyes were cold, but he didn't stop, and the person snorted, like lightning grabbing the broken arm that fell to the ground.

He wants to recapture the Cold Sky Sword again!

That's what he depended on.

That's the key to his victory!

Nan Luo's eyes were like torches, and his hand stretched out.

It's almost happening!

And three meters!

Two meters!

One meter!!

...

But at this moment, a hand appeared in front of his eyes more quickly.

"What?"

Nan Luo's pupils shrank.

Syllable!

A crisp sound was heard.

Before Nan Luoli could react, he felt a suffocation from his neck that was enough to make people breathless.

Seems... My neck is about to be broken!

What's going on?

Nan Luo's heart was beating wildly, and the person's eyes widened, and then he noticed...

Originally... Qin Feng had already pinched his neck and lifted it up...

No matter how fast he is... But it's not as fast as Qin Feng!

All his movements were under Qin Feng's attention!

Nan Luoli's face gradually turned red, and he struggled frantically, bombarding Qin Feng's body hysterically with one hand.

Bang, bang, bang, bang...

Fist ferocious smashing.

Can... Even the Cold Sky Sword couldn't pierce Qin Feng's chest, how could he hurt Qin Feng with his flesh and blood?

"You've lost!" Qin Feng ignored all of Nan Luoli's attacks, his body didn't move at all, and he said calmly.

Nan Luoli stopped struggling, his eyes full of pain and resentment: "No! I didn't lose! I didn't lose!!"

His voice was extremely muffled, as if the entire competition area had heard it.

"Can't you see this reality clearly?" Qin Feng said lightly: "If you don't lose, then the people who are now subdued... Who is it?"

Nan Luoli trembled violently, his face was as pale as paper, and finally, his eyes widened and he said hoarsely: "It's me... But... I didn't lose to you, I lost... It's just your machination!"

"Conspiracy?" Qin Feng frowned slightly.

"You deliberately restrained me, and then led me to kill you, and then suddenly cut off my hand and take away my Cold Sky Sword! Isn't this a conspiracy?" Nan Luoli gritted his teeth.

"Why do you want to say that your stupidity is someone else's excessive treachery?" Qin Feng shook his head, unable to understand, and said lightly: "If you look at it like this, then I can only say that your pattern is like this!"

After that, Qin Feng threw it away.

Boom!

Nan Luo fell heavily to the ground.

Qin Feng put his hands behind his back and looked at him lightly.

"If I want to kill you, you are dead just now, but in order to convince you of the loss, I will give you a chance! You can pick up your Cold Sky Sword and use it to kill me! I will not dodge, nor dodge! I want to see if you take the Cold Sky Sword and attack me head-on, you... Can you still kill me?"

These words fell to the ground, and Nan Luoli's pupils immediately shrank a few times.

He stared at the Cold Sky Sword not far away, and suddenly the person moved suddenly, grabbed it, and clenched it in his hand.

The surging power of the Cold Sky Sword gathered on his body again.

"Come on!" Qin Feng said with a faint look at him.

Nan Luo's eyes were cold, and he was about to attack and kill him.

This is the perfect opportunity!

Don't dodge or dodge, Nan Luoli is almost attacking a live target!

But just as he was about to make a move, the person inadvertently met Qin Feng's eyes.

Those eyes reveal an unruly indifference to everything.

Those eyes exude an unrivaled peerlessness.

Those eyes... As if he had seen through everything in the world, as if he had put everything into it. All of them are under their feet!

Nan Luoli trembled violently, and his face turned extremely pale in an instant.

A strong feeling swelled up in him.

This feeling is as if even if you rush up... It won't hurt this person!

How so?

Could it be that ... In front of this person, I don't even have the courage to fight to the death??

Nan Luo shuddered lightly from his body.

It was as if people were in a very painful struggle.

The people around were confused.

However, after a while, the Cold Sky Sword in his hand suddenly slipped from the palm of his hand, and finally the person knelt heavily on the ground, and said in despair: "I... Throw in the towel!!"

Three simple words fell to the ground, and in an instant, the entire Tianwu Island exploded!!

Seeded player Nan Luo Li... Actually admit defeat?

"Area 22, Winner, Martial Arts Holy Land, Qin Feng!" The old man turned his gaze, looked at Qin Feng, and said lightly. ()

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