How is it possible, the players in the audience all widened their eyes. I didn't see the blood crow shoot at all, how did he kill his opponent. Du Feng also narrowed his eyes, quickly thinking about the battle just now. Player No. 97 was about to draw his knife, and then No. 73 said a dead word, and neither of them did move. In the meantime, though, there seemed to be an undetectable flash of light.

"Are you sure, do you want to abstain?"

Elder Tang was worried that Du Feng would die in the ring in the next round, and he finally accepted such a good apprentice, and he couldn't just die before he cultivated it.

"I'm very interested in the prizes. ”

Du Feng shrugged his shoulders, turned his head and smiled slightly, and walked in the direction of the ring, and happened to meet Yuwen Qingjin on the opposite side and was carried over. His luck was not bad, and although he lost the match, at least he didn't die. Sure enough, there are no weak hands in the top 100, and it is impossible for a person to win by luck forever.

"Alas!"

Elder Tang sighed, none of the young people now listened to persuasion, let him go.

"Uncle, that kid went up, I'm afraid he won't dare. ”

Seeing Du Feng walking towards the ring, the little pockmarks on Wang Guicai's face blossomed. The blood crow's performance just now was too dazzling, and he was really afraid that Du Feng would directly abstain.

"Arrogant, let him know how to write dead words in a while. ”

Wang Chun was very confident in the ability of the Blood Crow, and the No. 97 player who had just been killed was also from the third-level Empire Canglong Country, and his level was a little higher than that of Cherhat. Judging from the battle between Du Feng and Chierhat, his combat effectiveness is not much different from that of No. 97. The blood crow can kill the No. 97 player with the word "death", and it should be easy to kill Du Feng.

Where did this blood crow come from, it looks quite powerful. Zhao Tianlei looked at the yin and yang weird blood crow and had a very bad impression of him. He didn't even dare to show his face, he was definitely not a good person. It's better for our brother Feng, and he also gave a wave of benefits just now. Tut-tut...... Yin Cuicui's thighs are so white.

"Hao'er, you have to watch carefully this time. ”

The White Tiger Hall Master Dadao Jinma sat on the elder's seat, and the thirteenth prince Du Hao sat beside him. As a disciple, you are actually not qualified to sit in the elder seat, except for personal disciples. Their intimacy with the master is close to that of father and son in the ordinary sense, and even closer than the relationship between some father and son.

"Master, is that one called a blood crow very powerful?"

Du Hao also watched the battle just now and knew that the speed of the blood crow was very fast. No. 97 is a strength player, but he lost because he was physically slow. With the ability of his own lightning tiger war beast, it will not be so easy to hit.

"Don't underestimate the enemy, the mantra of death is not just about speed, you can see next. ”

Although the hall master of the White Tiger Hall is arrogant, he is indeed a powerful guy. Elder Tang and Wang Chun's level of outer sect elders were only better than Blood Crows in cultivation because of their age, but their attainments in martial arts were obviously not high enough. The White Tiger Hall Master was different, he could see the problem at a glance.

The death mantra sounded quite powerful, and Du Hao secretly remembered the name of the blood crow's combat skills in his heart. He turned his head to look at the ring, just in time to see Du Feng arrive on the stage.

"The kid with the super war beast, I like to eat it the most. ”

The blood crow stretched out its long scarlet tongue and licked its lips, and the voice of the broken wooden board rubbing against the board made Du Feng feel a chill. What the hell, doesn't he like to eat people?

"Yes, it's not necessarily who eats whom. ”

The closer it is, the reflection of the blue and white eggs in Du Feng's body is even greater, which shows that the blood crow's war beast is definitely not simple. If it weren't for the fact that everyone in the ring was watching, he really wanted to devour a few war beasts to make up for it.

"Sister Mansha, Seventh Brother must be able to do it, right?"

Du Yu'er grabbed Murong Mansha's hand tightly, and her nervous face turned pale.

"Don't worry, his skills are definitely greater than you think. ”

Murong Mansha wasn't that worried, because she knew a little bit of Du Feng's secret. His own Xiao Ming Wang was taught by this cousin, and he must have more secrets that have not been discovered.

"Die!"

The mantra of death is followed by words. At the moment when the word "death" is spoken, it seems to decide the death of the opponent. There was only one word, and a transparent line shot out of the blood crow's mouth. Very, very fine, so fast that it is difficult for the human eye to see. The mantra of death is really killing people with the words that come out.

"Burn!"

Du Feng also only said one word and followed the right fist, and there were flames wrapped around the fist wind, like a small fire dragon circling his hand. The next thing that surprised everyone happened, he didn't die and stood there well, and the firelight looked even more handsome on his face.

"Seventh brother is so powerful, what happened just now. ”

The strong No. 97 was killed by the blood crow with one word, but Du Feng also used one word to break the other party's death mantra, could it be that he also followed his words.

The little fire dragon of the Yanlong Fist breaks the invisible ice line of the death mantra, this kid can always surprise me. Seeing Du Feng's performance, the Qinglong Hall Master regained interest in him. Generally speaking, it is difficult for a warrior who does not have a dragon war beast to use the Yanlong Fist well. Excluding the war beasts, Du Feng is indeed a good seedling. He looked at Luo Yan again, and the effect of those who possessed the Hell Red Dragon Fist would definitely be better.

"Sure enough, it didn't disappoint me, few people can wait for the second word, you should feel honored. ”

The blood crow, who never spoke much, talked a lot today, and he couldn't help but be a little excited when facing Du Feng. Because of the aura emanating from Du Feng's body, his blood became boiling. Blood Raven War Beasts can improve their own abilities by absorbing the opponent's Blood Raven. If you can suck this kid dry, your own war beast may even rise to a higher level.

The Blood Crow War Beast used to be so weak, but with his own cultivation step by step, he has now become a ten-rank war beast. As long as you take it up one more level, it will be a legendary super. The more the blood crow thought about it, the more excited it became, and a greedy light appeared in his eyes.

What's wrong, this blood crow player can't have a special love, okay, why look at me like a female cat in heat. Du Feng was about to get goosebumps all over his body, he always used his feet to explode other people's chrysanthemums before, wouldn't it be retribution.

"Die!"

Another word came out, and a skeleton warrior suddenly appeared in front of the blood crow. His whole body was covered in gray-white bones, and there was no flesh at all, and he held a long scythe in his hand, and there were no eyeballs in his eye sockets, only two green netherworld fires that kept burning.

Don't look at the blood crow, he only has the cultivation of the ninth layer of the quenching body, but the skeleton warrior he summoned actually has the strength of the second layer of the qi martial realm, this guy is really not simple.