"Holy crap! I didn't expect Lin Yizhu to have hidden his cultivation level! Turns out he's actually at the third level of the Xuanyuan Realm!"
"He's at the third level of the Xuanyuan Realm. Among all the Xuan practitioners participating in the Hundred Sects Ranking Tournament, he's second to none and a thousand times better."
"And that sword... I remember it was the Yuqing Sword. He sprayed it with his blood and essence, so it looks like its power has increased a lot!"
"So what if the weapon's power has increased... There's still a significant gap between the third level of the Xuanyuan Realm... and the fourth level of the Xuanyuan Realm!"
"Let's see if Lin Yizhu can really bite off a piece of flesh from Feng Chengkui as he said."
The audience present did not have any hope for Lin Yizhu.
If the contestants from the Evil Flame Sect were defeated so easily, they would not be worthy of the title of "the number one sect in the Great Wu Kingdom."
As expected.
After sensing the amazing changes in Lin Yizhu, Feng Chengkui still sneered in disdain.
"Do you think that a third-level Xuanyuan realm cultivation base can pose a threat to me?"
"Oh, how naive!"
Lin Yizhu did not respond. He held the Yuqing sword in his hand and silently adjusted his condition to the best state.
Until Yuan Lang's feminine voice sounded.
"The first match of the top eight qualifying matches, Feng Chengkui of the Evil Flame Sect versus Lin Yizhu of the Hundred Refinements Heavenly Palace, the battle begins!"
As soon as the words fell.
Lin Yizhu did not move, but he had already split into five phantoms that were difficult to distinguish from his original body, and attacked Feng Chengkui from different directions.
The aura of each phantom was so real that it didn't seem fake, as if there were five Lin Yizu attacking Feng Chengkui at the same time!
Feng Chengkui glanced sideways and sneered.
He raised his right hand, and a ball of blood-red light like liquid appeared in his palm.
Then he suddenly threw out the blood-red ball of light.
As the blood-colored light ball was flying, it suddenly split into five blood-colored chains, which attacked the five phantoms that were difficult to distinguish between real and fake at the same time!
Among them, Lin Yizhu's face changed, and he held the Yuqing sword and cut open the bloody chain!
The other four "Lin Yizu" were directly pierced by the blood-colored chains and disappeared completely.
"I found you."
Feng Chengkui looked at Lin Yizu, a playful glint in his eyes.
The next moment, he gently waved his right hand.
Then the other four blood-red chains suddenly stabbed at Lin Yizu from four different directions!
Lin Yizhu's eyes narrowed slightly, and the Yuqing sword in his hand suddenly released a green sword light.
He swung his sword diagonally, and dozens of sword beams like continuous drizzle crisscrossed and cut off all four blood-colored chains!
Then, he pointed his sword, and a green sword energy burst out instantly, piercing towards Feng Chengkui at a rapid speed!
Feng Chengkui's face was still full of disdain.
He clenched his right fist, and a blood-red flame instantly enveloped his fist.
His eyes flashed with blood, and with a low shout, he suddenly blasted out with his fist burning with blood-red flames!
Boom!!
The green sword energy was broken into pieces by this punch, and the sharp sword power was destroyed layer by layer like a rotten wood!
Lin Yizhu's pupils shrank.
He didn't expect that this sword attack, which was the result of all his strength, could be broken so easily by Feng Chengkui!
However, although he was surprised, he was not shocked.
Huang Fengqiu had already mentioned to him many times how powerful the Evil Flame Sect was, and told him not to take it lightly.
Therefore, he had already made all the preparations!
The Yuqing Sword in his hand still emitted a green light, and the sword rang softly.
In the next quarter of an hour, Lin Yizhui demonstrated his extraordinary strength as a disciple of Bailian Tianfu.
Whether it is the twelve sword auras that are like gentle rain and contain hidden murderous intent;
Or is it like a sword slashing forward from the ground...
Every time Lin Yizhu displayed his sword skills, they were extremely powerful and sharp.
If his opponent was just an ordinary Xuanyuan Realm Level 4, he might have been defeated by him by now!
Even Lu Lan had to admit that if he were to face Lin Yizhu, he would probably feel a lot of pressure.
However, the more fierce Lin Yizhu's attack, the more powerful Feng Chengkui was revealed.
Lin Yizhu's attack was both strong and soft, sometimes fierce and sometimes soft.
Facing such an opponent, it is basically difficult to deal with it unless you crush the opponent in terms of strength.
However, Feng Chengkui condensed a blood-flame blade in each of his hands.
Whenever Lin Yizhu attacked him from tricky angles, he would always be able to resist it easily.
Moreover, the blood-red flames would splash out from time to time and pierce Lin Yizu's face.
Lin Yizhu didn't dare let this strange flame touch his body, so he forced himself to change direction from time to time, resulting in his attack being counterattacked by Feng Chengkui before it succeeded.
A quarter of an hour passed.
Lin Yizhu, who took the initiative to attack, had actually suffered a lot of injuries.
The knuckles holding the Yuqing Sword were already bleeding, and his arms began to tremble unconsciously.
On the other hand, Feng Chengkui.
Apart from the clothes that were torn by the sword energy, there was not a single scar on his body!
"Haha, is this what you mean by 'biting a piece of flesh off of me'?"
Feng Chengkui looked at Lin Yizhu and mocked him mercilessly:
"Hahahaha... a loser like you actually dares to speak such big words."
Lin Yizhu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Feng Chengkui with an increasingly serious look.
Hearing Feng Chengkui's ridicule, anger also burned in Lin Yizhu's eyes.
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