Supreme Martial God Technique

Clang, clang.

The spear in Wu Yun's hand quickly passed across his chest, and he easily deflected Xiao Feng's double-knife attack.

On one side of his body, he quickly flew back two or three meters before stopping.

At this moment, Wu Yun looked like a god of war, with his left hand on his back and his right hand holding a spear, pointing diagonally at his side.

His expression was very relaxed and confident, as if the sixth-level Xiao Feng was just a plaything in his eyes.

Xiao Feng, on the other hand, was furious and gnashing his teeth at this moment. He had just used a tiger move to rip out Wu Yun's heart, and he wanted to take Wu Yun's life directly with a two-pronged move.

But who knows how the other party can avoid being angry so easily.

Everyone in the audience also exclaimed, they did not expect Wu Yun to be so powerful.

Thinking back to a few days ago, when he was in the fourth heaven versus the violent man in the fifth heaven, in that cross-level challenge, although he won, it was somewhat difficult.

But this time, Xiao Feng, who had already cultivated to the fifth level, was so relaxed when facing the sixth level.

On the second floor, vice president Liu Lin and president Li Lian had a flash of horror in their eyes.

They were all thinking about the same question. This kid's potential was too strong, and his future prospects would be immeasurable.

"Heiyan, you are looking for death."

Xiao Feng roared again, and the moves on his hands changed.

"Hey, you still want to fight?"

Wu Yun suddenly stopped Xiao Feng. This sudden words made everyone confused.

Suddenly, Xiao Feng, who was originally angry, suddenly changed his expression. He dropped the two daggers in his hands and covered his throat with his hands, his expression becoming more and more painful.

At first, everyone didn't know what happened. They looked at the field with puzzled faces, thinking that Xiao Feng suddenly went crazy.

Finally, someone with sharp eyes saw the truth.

"No, look, his hands are stained red and his throat is bleeding."

"What's going on? Could it be"

"Could it be that Hei Yan's careless shot just now cut Xiao Feng's throat at an extremely fast speed?"

No matter how much people don't believe it, the fact still happens after all.

Xiao Feng's throat was indeed cut by the tip of the gun.

Wu Yun just used Lingyun's Three Fingers in the marksmanship, which was extremely fast. The first two shots blocked Xiao Feng's double daggers, while the third shot directly cut Xiao Feng's throat.

Not to mention that others couldn't notice it, even Xiao Feng himself didn't notice it at all.

It wasn't until the blood left his throat that he finally knew that his life was probably coming to an end.

Xiao Feng was in more and more pain on the fighting stage. He had lost too much blood, and his body had gradually convulsed, curling up together, and his blood was stained red.

Xiao Feng, who was in the Sixth Heaven, died like this.

It can even be said that death is a bit inexplicable.

Second floor, inside the room.

Li Lian and Liu Lin looked at each other. They said nothing, but their shocked eyes had betrayed them.

Their eyes seemed to be asking each other, did you see how he slit Xiao Feng's throat?

At this moment, they had to re-examine Wu Yun again.

Everyone in the audience was already screaming and the applause was like thunder.

The screams of the crowd attracted the attention of Xiao Xueyan on the tenth level martial arts stage.

She jumped over, and when she saw Xiao Feng lying in a pool of blood, her expression changed drastically.

Kick the opponent over to win, jump up, stand on the stone pillar next to the martial arts platform, and watch the situation on the fifth level of the martial arts platform.

Xiao Feng was indeed dead, and his opponent Hei Yan, not to mention injured, didn't even have blood on his body.

Obviously, he won the previous stop very easily.

Xiao Xueyan's face looked a little ugly. She knew Xiao Feng's strength very well. Although his strength was not very strong, his cultivation was quite solid.

Even if he is suppressed to the fifth level of cultivation, it will not be easy to defeat Xiao Feng.

I just didn't expect that the masked man Hei Yan could win so easily.

A flash of panic flashed in Xiao Xueyan's eyes, as if she saw the terrifying potential contained in the person behind the mask.

At this moment, an idea was firmly established in her mind.

No matter what, I must let my father find a way to kill the masked man Black Flame after he returns.

Otherwise, it will cause serious trouble in the future.

A day later, both men's wins improved.

Xiao Xueyan still insisted on playing five games a day, winning 55 games.

And Hei Yan was not in a hurry. He only fought five games and won 60 games.

After this day, the name Heiyan once again caused a sensation in Xingyu City.

In full view of everyone, Xiao Feng, who was at the sixth level of cultivation, was killed with one move, and no one saw how he did it.

Such a record is enough to disdain the entire Xingyu City, and it is difficult for even Xiao Xueyan to match it.

In the Xiao family, after Xiao Long learned that Xiao Feng had been killed, he was furious and broke more than a dozen teacups in the room.

"Come here, you must go and find out the details of this Black Flame. If you can't find out clearly, get out of here."

After giving orders to a dozen servants of the Xiao family who were responsible for collecting intelligence, Xiao Long's mood gradually calmed down.

"With one move, in full view of everyone, without being noticed, one shot cuts off Xiao Feng's throat. What kind of martial skill is this? It's simply unheard of."

Xiao Long whispered to himself.

"Father, he must die, otherwise, it may be detrimental to our Xiao family in the future."

Xiao Xueyan said in a low voice with a calm face.

Xiao Long raised his head and glanced at her, then said: "I understand, I will make arrangements."

After Xiao Xueyan left, Xiao Long called his servants and ordered: "Is Xiao Li still in retreat? Ask him to come see me."

Not long after, Xiao Li appeared in Xiao Long's room.

"Uncle, please call me."

Xiao Li is twenty-four or five years old and has good talent. Before going into seclusion, his cultivation had reached the late stage of the Seventh Heaven, and he was only one step away from the Eighth Heaven.

Xiao Li's talent ranks second among the entire Xiao family, except for Xiao Xueyan.

Even if we look at the entire Xingyu City, Xiao Li is still ranked among the top figures.

After all, there are very few people who can achieve this level of cultivation in their twenties.

"How's it going? Is there any progress in this retreat?"

"Reporting to uncle, my nephew has broken through to the eighth heaven."

Xiao Long said in surprise: "Eighth Heaven? Great, Li'er, uncle wants to ask you for a favor this time."

"Uncle, please tell me."

Xiao Long briefly told Xiao Li about the martial arts arena.

Xiao Li smiled confidently and said: "Don't worry, uncle. I will definitely kill a small fifth-level cultivator. However, my cultivation level is on the fifth-level martial arts platform, and I am not the one on the other side of the martial arts arena." people"

Xiao Long waved his hand and said: "Don't worry, just do it according to my method. They can't find any evidence in the fighting arena and they don't dare to do anything to us."

"That's very good."

The night passed quickly.

In the early morning of the next day, the fighting arena was filled with people as expected.

Xiao Xueyan appeared on the Tenth Heavenly Martial Arena as scheduled, and behind her, there were always hundreds of followers.

Of these people, Xiao Xueyan was the only one who followed her, just to smell the faint fragrance emanating from her body.

The masked man Black Flame also arrived as scheduled and appeared on the fifth-level martial arts arena.

Seeing Hei Yan come on stage, Xiao Li in the audience swallowed a spiritual shielding pill. After his cultivation was suppressed by the fifth-level queen, he directly appeared on the fifth-level martial arts platform.