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"Wow!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar, and the audience booed continuously, and cynicism smashed at the same time.

"Very good!" Leng Ruthless's eyes narrowed, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he decided to freeze this kid into ice slag with the Yuan Shen!

Which trick do you want to use against yourself? Does that mean that you can deal with yourself with any move?

Leng Ruthless is a face-loving person, and he can't stand such a silent insult the most, which is more difficult for him to accept than pointing at his nose and scolding.

So, he put down his identity and shot at Dian Feng first!

Originally, it was the challenger who struck first, who would strike first? That seemed to have lost his identity, but he was ruthlessly annoyed, and he wanted to kill this kid who barked nonsense!

Sou!

With the rhythm of a wind, Leng ruthlessly disappeared into the snowflakes, and reappeared to be standing on the side of Dianfeng.

However, before he could fan it out, Dian Feng seemed to have heavenly eyes, and he actually saw through all the invisibility techniques that he could confuse his divine sense, and kicked towards Leng Ruthlessly!

Leng ruthlessly startled, put the fan across his chest, and urged it with all his might, and in an instant, a strong snow wind was born from between the feathers of the fan!

Before the kick kicked out by the wind, he felt the powerful force mixed in the snow wind, which actually made him feel some obstacles!

However, this kick still kicked on the feather fan!

Bang!

There was a loud bang, and those with sharp eyes could see that a wave of air swayed from the feather fan at the moment it was hit, blowing the snowflakes in the air away!

Leng Ruthless shot straight to the edge of the ring like a cannonball, and this leg alone made him unbearable, or on the premise of being partially unloaded!

"Da Da ......" coldly and relentlessly retreated, his legs stepping on the snow, hoping to unload his strength.

He retreated to the edge of the ring for a foot before finally stopping, leaning back and bowing sharply in front of him, so that he could stand firm and not fall!

"How could it be!" Leng Wuxin was simply incomprehensible, this wind god could actually stand so firmly in the wind he fanned, and he would have fallen away a long time ago if he were an ordinary person!

And this wind god can still kick himself so far with one kick!

There was silence in the arena, and this scene surprised and uneasy too many people. At this moment, some people already feel that they are betting on the wrong treasure.

"Your fan is good, but it hasn't broken yet. Dianfeng was also a little surprised, and said with a slanted squint at the ruthless feather fan.

This fan withstood his kick, but it didn't lose a single hair, which is a treasure.

"Are you really suppressing your cultivation in the Five Elements Secret Realm?" Leng ruthlessly narrowed his eyes and said in a questioning tone.

He felt that at that moment, the power of the Dian Feng completely exceeded the Five Elements Secret Realm, which was too abnormal!

However, Leng Wuru also knew that since the people in the martial arts arena did not come out to stop it, it meant that the style of the martial arts did not violate the rules.

"You admit defeat, look at your hands, what are they shaking into?" Dian Feng glanced at the hands that were ruthlessly holding the fan, and sneered.

Leng Ruthless didn't answer, just took a few deep breaths, and swallowed. He was kicked by Dian Feng while holding a feather fan before, and this power naturally spread to his hands, shaking him to the point that his hands were numb, and even had some labor pain!

"Hmph, I've never known to admit defeat to Leng Ruthless, what it is!" Leng Ruthless gritted his teeth and snorted coldly, he knew that he had met an iron plate, but even if he was defeated, it was impossible to admit defeat.

Defeat does not necessarily mean death, and those who admit defeat intact will never live!

This is the rule of the martial arts arena, it is not okay to admit defeat easily, those gamblers will not let him go, and the martial arts arena will not let him go!

"Okay, I'll kick you out of the ring!" Dian Feng chuckled, and after a snort, he suddenly rushed away like the wind!

Leng Wuru suddenly understood why this person dared to call himself the god of wind - his speed was too fast!

This is not teleportation, it is just the speed of the wind running on the ground, but it is not something that the Five Elements Monk can see clearly!

Dianfeng will not expose the trick of teleportation, here he must only be the god of wind, and all the signature tricks of "Dianfeng" cannot be displayed here!

Airplanes!

Leng ruthlessly clenched the feather fan and poured the true yuan around his body into it, the feather fan suddenly became ten times bigger, and he picked it up with the fan and fanned it out in front of him!

No matter how fast he winds, he will definitely hit this side, just fan it out!

Call!

Suddenly, the wind and snow stormed, and a gust of wind blew towards the Dianfeng, and countless ice pick blades condensed in the air, shooting towards the Dianfeng like endless!

Dingdingding......

These icicles shot in front of Dian Feng, and he couldn't move an inch, and he opened the heaven-level guardian array. But no one will understand this method, the realm of the classic wind has always been in the secret realm of the five elements, and no one will notice anything.

Whew!

Leng Ruthless kept fanning the wind, but the wind did not stagnate at all, although it was also slowed down, it was still a black shadow, rushing to Leng Ruthless!

"What, this, this can't be!" Leng Wuru was unacceptable, his feather fan was unusual, the material was very high-end, even ordinary gods couldn't fight in this wind, let alone run against the wind!

And yet that's the truth!

Then, he saw a huge sole plate.

Bang!

At the critical moment, Leng ruthlessly blocked the fan on his face, but when Dian Feng kicked it, he felt that the bridge of his nose was broken, and his body flew upside down!

Thump!

When Leng Ruthless got up again, he was already outside the ring, and he lost!

There was silence at the scene, and the audience seemed to forget the thunderous applause, and instead rang out at this moment.

"Agreed!" Dian Feng said to the cold and ruthless lying under the ring.

Leng Wuru trembled all over, his right hand holding the feather fan kept trembling, and his muscles were bruised, he didn't think that he would lose so quickly!

He opened his mouth, eager to say that he was not convinced, and to fight again. But he is not a child after all, and he knows that he can land in good condition, which is already a blessing. Although there is some pain in his body, he is luckier than those who only have one Yuan Shen left or even die.

But he still stared at the black mask of Dianfeng for a long time with resentful eyes, and Dianfeng's indifferent and meaningless eyes made him deeply imprinted in his mind!

Thirty-nine wins, which he only had a record after a year of fighting, disappeared in an instant, and he knew that he had become a stepping stone for the wind god.

"Damn!" Ruthless got up from the ground, lowered his head and walked towards the edge of the road, towards the backstage.

He felt that it must be deliberate, it must be the Lan family's intention!

The odds of the classic style are one to two, and his odds are five to one, this is a kind of blindfolding, blindfolding everyone!

Suddenly, just as Leng left silently, the audience finally reacted.

"Grass you damn it, you are ruthless and you are still Lao Tzu Lingshi, why do you lose? Why don't you die?!" Some people hated and scolded, bet on all their net worth, and bet on cold and ruthless to win, but now there is nothing!