Returning to the room, he directly entered the Divine Qiankun Palace, ignoring Lu Yi, he found a corner, reached out and took out a small pile of Yuan Crystal, put it around his body, and quickly absorbed it.

Lu Yi and the deity figured it out, knowing that Lu Qingfeng was in urgent need of recovering the true yuan, so they didn't come to disturb.

By night, all the 10,000 Yuan Crystals had turned into white powder, and at this time, the True Yuan in his body had also reached the limit, and for the rest of the time, Lu Qingfeng was ready to cultivate the Hegemony Body Technique.

The internal cultivation of the Hegemonic Body Technique, Lu Qingfeng has been cultivating uninterrupted for ten years, and now there is still a long way to go before Dacheng.

The five-colored spots of the five internal organs are now very dense, but it is necessary to fill all the gaps, so that every organ in the entire internal organs will no longer have a trace of gaps, and I don't know what year and month later.

In the blink of an eye, a new day came, and the number of monks in the square remained basically at the same level as the previous days, and during these days, there were constant departures and monks coming.

Twenty-four hours a day, I don't know how many forty consecutive victories like Lu Qingfeng have appeared, and I don't know how many monks have failed or lost their lives in thirty consecutive victories.

In the battle on the fourth day, Lu Qingfeng had also made the thirty consecutive victories of the two monks come to naught, but he didn't know it.

Lu Qingfeng did not rush to the square today, but came to the beach, because today, Wei Tao and Ling Feixue were leaving here, and Lu Qingfeng was planning to give the two of them a ride.

There are already boats docked here on the small pier on the shore, but they can't be driven just because there aren't enough of them.

A few minutes later, the figures of Wei Tao and Ling Feixue entered Lu Qingfeng's divine perception, and soon, the two arrived in front of Lu Qingfeng, and before they separated, the two of them copied the maps of the Southern Meteoric Divine Continent and the Middle Meteoric Divine Continent for Lu Qingfeng, and repeatedly told Lu Qingfeng that once they went to the Antarctic Divine Continent and the Middle Meteoric Divine Continent in the future, they must find a party between the two.

Lu Qingfeng took the map happily and happily accepted the invitation of the two, put the map away, Lu Qingfeng said: "Two, once he has free time, he will definitely go to the Antarctic Divine Continent and the Middle Fall Divine Continent, the Antarctic Divine Continent Thunder God Temple has my second brother, and it is a place I must go." The Falling Divine Continent is a place I have longed for for many years, and I also want to communicate with the young heroes there, even if I don't have time now, Aomine will definitely go to the Tomorrow's Star Finals in twenty years. ”

As the saying goes, people gather in groups and things in kind, the reason why the three of them cherish each other is because they are all chivalrous people, and they are all geniuses who have not met in the Meteorite Star for many years, and at their level, the sixth sense is very keen, and they will never make mistakes when looking at a person's likes and dislikes.

The three of them have only been together for three days, but they have a certain understanding of each other, and now they are separated, like old friends for many years, after the ship anchored, until it disappeared from Lu Qingfeng's sight, then turned around and walked towards the square.

At this time, in the five rings, the five teams of monks were engaged in a fierce confrontation, Lu Qingfeng was not in a hurry to take the stage, nor did he go to Leng Rubing and Situ Xiaoyang to join them, so he sat cross-legged on the ground alone at the edge of the square.

In the ring battles for several days, there were not a few monks who were killed or injured under the blood-drinking sword, and over the years, the bloody scenes in this world made Lu Qingfeng's various attribute sword intent contain a trace of killing sword intent, but this was the result he didn't want to see.

Wudang Sword is originally a gentleman's sword, although the martial arts he is using now have gradually departed from Wudang swordsmanship, but the origin of swordsmanship still comes from Wudang swordsmanship, therefore, as a last resort, he doesn't want to kill the sword intent to appear on his own.

The fundamental way to not want to have a killing sword intent is to stop killing, in this world, how difficult it is to stop killing, if you don't kill others, others will kill you, is it possible that in the face of such a situation, you still have to escape, this is not in line with Lu Qingfeng's character.

The only way now is to temporarily restrain yourself, not to let this sword intent burst out, and to try not to show it in the battle with the hostile, but you can't do it anyway.

After reciting the Jade Emperor's Heart Seal Sutra over and over again, he finally came to a conclusion, as long as he does it according to his own heart, whether it is right or wrong, it is worthy of his own heart, and the problem is figured out, and his heart is naturally very transparent.

Stood up, got up in the air, and went straight to the No. 4 ring, because at this time, the monk in the No. 4 ring just killed a person, this person is definitely not a good person in Lu Qingfeng's perception, since he wants to do it according to his heart, he will take this person as his first game today.

This is a two-meter-tall man, with a face full of horizontal flesh, a red beard, standing upright like a steel needle, and holding a giant axe in his hand.

Dahan looked at Lu Qingfeng, and first reported to his family: "I am Hou Yong of the Eastern Fall Temple, who are you on the other side?"

"Lu Qingfeng," Lu Qingfeng simply said his name, Hou Yong's eyes widened suddenly, and he said angrily: "My senior brother Qiu Fangjian was injured in your hand?"

"Hehehe," Lu Qingfeng said with a smile: "Blame Lu for being careless and let him get away with it." "Okay, good," Hou Yong continued: "Yesterday you injured my senior brother's arm, and today I want you to compensate with your life." ”

Lu Qingfeng sneered and said: "It's up to you, your senior brother is not Lu's opponent, wouldn't you come up to find death." ”

Hou was in a hurry, shouted, raised the giant axe in his hand and slashed it down, there was a faint earthy yellow True Yuan sword qi on the huge canvas, and the giant axe came straight to the top of Lu Qingfeng's head with a whistling sound. With this axe, not only did the earth-attribute sword intent reach the fourth realm, but it also carried a hint of wind in its artistic conception.

With the artistic conception of the wind, it makes up for the weakness of the soil attribute that is not good at attacking, no wonder this Hou Yong dares to speak wildly, but compared with Lu Qingfeng, it is still far from it, just reached the peak of the cultivation of the Xianzhen Realm, he dared to shout in front of Lu Qingfeng, it seems that he is really not far from death, in fact, Lu Qingfen has already sentenced him to death.

Lu Qingfeng used a lightning tracking step, and after one step, the person disappeared in front of Hou Yong, for Hou Yong, it was as if Lu Qingfeng had performed teleportation, and by the time he found that Lu Qingfeng was no longer in front of him, it was too late.

Lu Qingfeng swept across the universe with a direct move, and the blood-drinking sword swept towards Hou Yong's waist, and the killing sword intent was suddenly released, which frightened Hou Yong's hair to stand on end, and with his speed, he also wanted to dodge Lu Qingfeng's attack, which was simply wishful thinking.

The blood-drinking sword swept past Hou Yong's waist, and there was not the slightest trace of blood on it, and Hou Yong's body could not be seen to have any damage, but the person had been frozen there, still holding the giant axe in both hands, maintaining the action of chopping down, his eyes were wide open, and he was looking ahead, and he had long lost his life.

Lu Qingfeng's sword swept across the world, for a monk of Hou Yong's level, it was like lightning, there was no room for resistance at all, and even Hou Yong's divine sense could not catch the trajectory of Lu Qingfeng's blood-drinking sword attack.

Lu Qingfeng stepped aside and didn't pay attention to Hou Yong's corpse anymore, in the past, Lu Qingfeng would definitely kick Hou Yong's corpse out of the ring, but he was too lazy to do it now.

A sword resulted in Hou Yong's life, the killing sword intent on his body converged, and the whole person became the same as ordinary people, the white robe was better than snow, not a drop of blood, and even the blood-drinking sword was not stained with blood. Now Lu Qingfeng looks chic and dignified, and the jade tree is in the wind.

This is the reason why Lu Qingfeng is reluctant to make up for it, if he kicks that kick, the killing sword intent that has just been reined in will explode again, such repeated outbursts will make his killing sword intent escalate rapidly, Yan zhòng's words will make a person lose his mind and become a machine that only knows killing, it will be very terrifying if he really wants to do that.

As soon as Lu Qingfeng retreated to the side, two disciples of Bixia Palace came up and came to deal with Hou Yong's body. Hou Yong's corpse still maintained a standing posture with an axe raised.

Although the blood-drinking sword slashed across Hou Yong's waist without the slightest trace of blood, and the body remained intact, the clothes were completely separated at the place where the long sword slashed, and the part below the waist fell to the ground, so the cause of Hou Yong's death could still be seen at a glance.

The two disciples carefully moved Hou Yong's body from the ring in an intact state, and from beginning to end, there was not a drop of blood left in the ring because Lu Qingfeng killed Hou Yong.

The hearts of the two Bixia Palace disciples were secretly speechless, and they didn't know how fast to use the sword technique to achieve such an effect.

In the first battle of the fifth game, he killed Hou Yong with only one move, and he killed it cleanly, although this will not scare all the monks, and the more some monks are in this situation, the more they can stimulate their own fighting spirit.

Then another person came up, this person is also using a long sword, which is also the realm of the Void True Realm, comprehending the water attribute sword intent, and reaching the fourth realm, the light blue True Yuan sword qi is very strong, how can there still be a big gap with Lu Qingfeng, but he was still defeated by Lu Qingfeng's ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, and was directly knocked out of the ring by Lu Qingfeng's powerful True Yuan sword qi.

This person was wearing a superb magic weapon inner armor, although he was knocked away by Lu Qingfeng, his body was unharmed, but the five True Yuan short swords that pierced Lu Qingfeng's heart were shocked, and in the process of flying down, a few mouthfuls of blood spurted out of his mouth.

This person fell to the ground, his expression was a little sluggish, looking at Lu Qingfeng, there was no resentment and anger in his eyes, there was only infinite awe, and he hugged his fist to Lu Qingfeng and said: "Defeated in the hands of Brother Lu today, Cao Mou is convinced, with Brother Lu's cultivation, he will definitely be the best among people one day, and Cao Mou is ashamed of himself." ”

"Thanks to Brother Cao's praise, Qingfeng is ashamed," Lu Qingfeng politely clasped his fists and said, "It's a fluke to be able to win Brother Cao today." ”

In the fifth next battle, some won relatively easily, and some were very difficult, but Lu Qingfeng still persevered, and finally won the fifth ten-game winning streak, which was already halfway through the process, and was one step closer to the final 100-game winning streak.