After the fifth hundred consecutive victories, Leng Ru Bing, Situ Brother and Sister, Da Hu, Ling'er, and Lan Yin all watched the ring match and had a great gain, so these people all locked themselves in their rooms and entered a deep level of understanding, trying to make a breakthrough in this viewing through guò.

Lu Qingfeng did not rest, he still insisted on winning a ten-game winning streak every day, time flew by, eight days had passed in a blink of an eye, and Lu Qingfeng had also achieved eight ten-game winning streaks as he wished.

In the course of eight days, only one of Lu Qingfeng's eighty-game winning streaks was produced in the five rings, and the others, the best of whom were eliminated by others during the seventy-game winning streak, had to start from scratch, which shows how difficult it is to produce a monk with a hundred consecutive victories.

On the eighth day, Lu Qingfeng took the stage with a record of seventy consecutive victories, and on this day Lu Qingfeng met two monks who also had a seventy consecutive winning streak, one was the super family of the Northern Fall Divine Continent, the first person of the younger generation of the Huyan family, named Hu Yanping, and a pair of fire divine whips in his hands.

Hu Yanping and Lu Qingfeng's realm is the same, both are in the early stage of the Void Reality Realm, and the fire attribute sword intent has also reached the fourth realm, Lu Qingfeng used the water attribute sword intent that was close to the fivefold realm to fight against Hu Yanping, and when he was in the Void Realm realm, the restraint of the attribute could still play a certain role, and finally he was knocked out of the ring by Lu Qingfeng's double giant Lang stack kill.

If Lu Qingfeng breaks through to the Taizhen Realm, the mutual restraint between attributes will basically cease to exist, and the other seventy-game winning monk is the super family from the Middle Fall Divine Continent, the first person of the younger generation of the Ma family, Ma Long.

The use of a Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand is also the cultivation of the Void True Realm, and the metallic sword intent has reached the fourth level, and in the battle with Ma Long, Lu Qingfeng used the fast and slow true intent, and Ma Long's movements in front of Lu Qingfeng immediately became like a snail climbing. And when the true intention of speed and slowness acted on Ma Long, Lu Qingfeng's martial arts became like lightning in Ma Long's eyes.

Even so, Lu Qingfeng and Ma Long have fought for many rounds, it is really worthy of being from the land of this outstanding person from the Central Continent, just the first person of the younger generation of a super family has such an amazing strength, so think about the younger generation of those super sects, the strength will be even more amazing.

Lu Qingfeng finally used ten thousand swords to pierce the heart to knock Ma Long out of the ring, after these days of training, now Lu Qingfeng's control of strength is more handy, in actual combat, Zhenyuan is obviously much more saved than before.

The competition with the children of these two families made Lu Qingfeng consume a lot of true yuan, if the monks who took the stage later were still like Hu Yanping and Ma Long, it was really difficult to say whether Lu Qingfeng could win the eighth game in a row.

But fortunately, the monks who took the stage later were much weaker than Hu Yanping and Ma Long, and they were easily defeated by Lu Qingfeng, and finally achieved a record of eighty consecutive victories.

After winning eighty consecutive victories, the true yuan in Lu Qingfeng's body was almost exhausted, and he absorbed the energy in 100,000 yuan crystals that night before replenishing nearly eighty percent of the true yuan.

This still refers to the fact that in the Divine Crystal Qiankun Palace, if it is absorbed outside, I am afraid that it will not even be able to reach the sixty percent true yuan, if it really enters the ring in the state of sixty percent true yuan, whether the ninth nine-game winning streak can achieve the final victory is still a matter between the two.

On the morning of the ninth day, Lu Qingfeng did not go to the square in the morning as before, but continued to restore the true yuan in the Divine Crystal Qiankun Palace, and it was not until after noon that the true yuan in his body finally recovered to its peak state.

Coming out of the Shenjing Qiankun Palace, he went straight to the square, and when he reached the edge of the square, he saw Yan Peng, Yan Peng had already won seven ten consecutive victories, the time had passed noon, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange when he saw Yan Peng still staying at the edge of the square.

Lu Qingfeng looked at Yan Peng and said, "Yan Peng, it's so late, what do you mean by still standing here." Yan Peng smiled bitterly: "Qingfeng, the eighth ten-game winning streak is really not good, I was defeated twice this morning when I was the ninth person, and I will definitely not be able to take the stage again today." ”

Lu Qingfeng comforted: "Whether it is victory or defeat, don't be discouraged, this is the basic element necessary to become a strong person." ”

Yan Peng said with a smile: "Put it down, I won't be defeated after a few defeats, I have already thought about it, the Rising Star Ring Tournament is only one year away, I won't go anywhere this year, I will win a hundred consecutive victories before leaving, I am still looking forward to meeting you in the Middle Fall Divine Continent in twenty years." ”

The Rising Star Ring Tournament is indeed a good place to train people, every day on the stage to fight with other monks, as long as you don't die, you will make great progress, it is precisely because you live and die here, so it is much better than training in the Shenduan Mountain Range and the Coastal Mountain Range.

After talking with Yan Peng for a while, Lu Qingfeng flew up to the No. 5 ring, and on the No. 5 ring, the monk who had just won was about to achieve the sixth ten-game victory, and when he saw that the last one to take the stage was Lu Qingfeng, he couldn't help but secretly complain.

When he met Lu Qingfeng, there was no chance of winning by luck in his heart, and he sighed, it seems that he is going to start all over again today.

Running away without a fight is a very taboo thing for every monk, so it will plant demons in his heart, which is very unfavorable to future cultivation, and it is a pity to miss an opponent like Lu Qingfeng, and Lu Qingfeng was polite, please show mercy to Lu Qingfeng's subordinates, Lu Qingfeng nodded and agreed, and the two began a competition of the nature of competition.

This person also uses a sword, which is far from Lu Qingfeng, Lu Qingfeng has no malice towards this person, but has a good impression, and he gave a few serious instructions in the ring, and finally took the initiative to admit defeat, and before leaving the ring, he repeatedly thanked Lu Qingfeng for his guidance, which helped him a lot.

The monks who took the stage next, compared with Lu Qingfeng, there was a certain gap between Xiuwei and Lu Qingfeng, and these people must have just come to the Bixia Palace in the East China Sea, and they didn't know much about Lu Qingfeng, so they rashly took the stage.

It can be said that after Lu Qingfeng won eighty consecutive victories, the people who stepped into the ring were basically monks from the East China Sea later, and some monks also heard about the introduction of Lu Qingfeng by the people around them, but those who dared to come to the Bixia Palace of the East China Sea to participate in the Rising Star Ring Tournament were not simple characters, and these people would not hold back because of one or two sentences.

Soon, another person boarded the No. 5 ring and stood opposite Lu Qingfeng, holding a knife in his hand. Lu Qingfeng doesn't need to introduce himself anymore, so far in the entire ring match, Lu Qingfeng is the only one with an eighty-game winning streak, which is already very dazzling on this island.

Even the later monks quickly knew Lu Qingfeng's name to others, and it was impossible for others to know about it, there were many pretentious monks who all took defeating Lu Qingfeng as their goal, so Lu Qingfeng was not worried that no one would compete with him on the stage.

The person on the other side didn't seem to be good, his eyes were full of bloodlust when he looked at Lu Qingfeng, and he had an expression of hatred to eat Lu Qingfeng alive, Lu Qingfeng guessed that this person must have something to do with someone he killed.

Sure enough, after this person reported to his home, Lu Qingfeng knew that it was a monk from the Dongyuan Temple, named Tu Yue, who claimed to be the senior brother of Qiu Fangjian and Hou Yong, and came to avenge the two today.

This person's cultivation in the middle stage of the Void Truth Realm is a small step higher than Lu Qingfeng, Lu Qingfeng's heart is a little solemn, it seems that there is a fierce battle today, even if he can defeat this person, it will not be very easy, especially if he leaves here after a hundred consecutive victories, he must be more careful, maybe he will encounter a robber and kill someone on the way.

Thinking of this, Lu Qingfeng couldn't help but add twelve points of caution, the battle between Lu Qingfeng and Tu Yue can be described as dangerous, the knife in Tu Yue's hand is not only powerful, but also very agile.

The second ** battle lasted for an hour and there was no winner, but Tu Yue had been injured in five places by Lu Qingfeng's blood-drinking sword, and these injuries were his back, shoulders and legs.

Tu Yue's robe also turned red, and it was cut into tatters by Lu Qingfeng's long sword, Lu Qingfeng was showing his fast and slow artistic conception from beginning to end, so that Tu Yue did not have the slightest backhand power in front of Lu Qingfeng, and Lu Qingfeng wanted to kill Tu Yue quickly, which was obviously not very easy.

Two hours later, there is still no winner or loser, to say that Tu Yue is really tenacious, in the second hour, Lu Qingfeng stabbed a few blood holes in his body, at this time looking at Tu Yue again, his eyes have turned red, staring at Lu Qingfeng like a bloodthirsty demonic beast.

Three hours later, Tu Yue already looked tired, and Lu Qingfeng thought to himself: "Since you want to kill me, you must be prepared to be ravaged, thinking that Lu is a person to be messed with, you are very wrong." ”

Seeing that the time was not short, Lu Qingfeng said to Tu Yue: "Tu Yue, it doesn't matter if you live or die in this ring, since you are on the stage, you must be ready to be killed."

People who have cultivated to the Void Truth Realm will not be kind people, and the same is true for Lu Qingfeng, who made up his mind today to end Tu Yue's life, and he will not let him die happily.

The people watching the battle under the ring all looked at the big battle in the ring with wide eyes at this time, it was no longer a big war at this time, it had long since become a one-sided battle, Tu Yue was ravaged by Lu Qingfeng and had no power to fight back, and everyone was shocked by such a scene and was speechless.

In the cognition of these people, Lu Qingfeng is a very benevolent person, but he didn't expect to have such a ruthless side.

Lu Qingfeng pointed in front of the blood-drinking sword, looked at Tu Yue and said: "Tu Yue, the next sword Lu will kill you, I hope you will be smarter in the next life, don't know that you are invincible, and you have to hold on, sue you, you died under Lu's ten thousand swords piercing your heart." ”

After that, he shouted: "Ten thousand arrows pierce the heart." With the sound of cheers, the blood-drinking sword stabbed towards Tu Yue, and five faint silver-white True Yuan short swords were almost connected end to end, piercing into Tu Yue's heart with lightning speed.

Tu Yue still maintained a standing posture, his eyes were wide open, the long knife was tightly held in his hand, and the vitality was passing quickly. Lu Qingfeng stepped forward, raised his right foot, and kicked Tu Yue's abdomen, with a muffled bang, Tu Yue's kicked volley flew up.

It flew out for a thousand meters before it fell to the ground, and the nearby onlookers quickly ducked into the distance, lest the fragments of the corpse splash on themselves.

Tu Yue is the second person in Lu Qingfeng's ninth ten-game winning streak, and there are eight people behind, Lu Qingfeng quietly looked at the bottom of the ring, waiting for the third person to play, because the scene of Lu Qingfeng killing Tu Yue just now was too shocking, and there was at least ten seconds of silence in the huge square.

After the silence, there was a commotion, and at this moment, one person had already flown into the ring, it seemed that it was because of a battle between Lu Qingfeng and Tu Yue just now, which consumed a lot of true yuan, and this person wanted to take the stage at this time to pick up the bargain.

Lu Qingfeng hates people who take advantage of people's danger the most, and he used the mystic technique at the beginning, at the moment when the other party was lost, the blood-drinking sword swept, and directly swept the thousands of troops in the simplest move, and the human head suddenly left the body, and Lu Qingfeng kicked the corpse again.

The next seven people who took the stage behind them all had the idea of picking up bargains, thinking that they had come to power to wait for work, and if they really wanted to kill Lu Qingfeng, they would immediately be able to make a name for themselves in the entire Eastern Fall Divine Continent.

Lu Qingfeng did not have the slightest mercy on such a person, and he struck the gods seven times in a row, and everyone unknowingly became the soul of Lu Qingfeng's sword.

In the face of Lu Qingfeng's soul attack, these people can only passively bear it, unless there is a soul defense secret method or a soul defense magic weapon, there is no way.

There were smart people under the ring who gradually discovered the clues, looking at Lu Qingfeng's eyes, full of fear, and secretly swore in his heart that he would not say anything to the ring where Lu Qingfeng was.

In the ninth ten-game winning streak, Lu Qingfeng killed nine people in a row, and the killing sword intent on his body was pervasive, and nearly 10 million people under the ring looked at Lu Qingfeng, as if they had seen a killing god.