Chapter 1448: Killing People
In this game, those who are slightly weaker will lose, and few can win by taking shortcuts.
Qiu Yun, Chen Xiu and others also lost the game. After all, after this game, there were only 33 people left from each continent.
Feng Rong took a deep breath when he came on the court. There were many people whose power was higher than his. Seeing his teammates being eliminated one by one, he was actually nervous.
When he stood on the arena and faced Liu Qing, Feng Rong's heart finally settled down.
The opponent's strength is originally higher than his, not to mention that Liu Qing is good at formations. In fact, the nemesis of this person can only be his sister.
But... he would fight to the death and would not admit defeat.
"bring it on."
After Feng Rong's voice fell, Liu Qing on the opposite side did not take Feng Rong seriously at all. Judging from the previous matches, this person's strength was not even at the Emperor level, so there was no need to be afraid of him.
Therefore, Liu Qing only released his strength to the second level of the Emperor Realm. However, in terms of strength, he was several levels higher than Feng Rong.
At this time, Feng Rong was still at the seventh level of the Emperor Realm.
He gritted his teeth, holding the long sword in his hand, and stabbed at Liu Qing at a tricky angle. The latter did not rush to attack, but just took a few steps back, with a faint glimmer of pride in his eyes.
Feng Rong suddenly thought of what Elder Shuilan had said.
Now it is obvious that this person wants to pull him into his own formation!
So Feng Rong immediately changed direction, even if it meant slowing down a bit, he didn't want to follow the route planned by Liu Qing.
When Liu Qing saw that he had discovered the traces of his formation, his face suddenly darkened. He stopped retreating and instead launched a sudden attack, colliding with the spiritual power brought by Feng Rong's sword.
"Bang!"
The loud noise startled everyone present. The long sword in Feng Rong's hand kept clanging, making his palm numb.
Immediately afterwards, the vibrations became more and more intense, and cracks even gradually appeared on the tiger's mouth, and blood continued to flow out.
"snort."
Liu Qing snorted coldly, then slapped his hand hard!
“Snap—”
Feng Rong was knocked flying and was about to fly off the arena, but Liu Qing quickly moved and pulled Feng Rong back. Then he continued to move and set up a formation with Feng Rong as the center.
At this moment, Feng Rong had no strength to struggle at all. The palm that had just knocked him away had shattered many of his tendons and bones, and there were even faint signs of cracks in his dantian.
His face with rosy lips and white teeth was now pale, and bright red blood was constantly flowing from the corners of his pale lips.
It is obvious that Liu Qing wants to kill people.
Everyone's eyes turned to Yun Guiyue, because everyone knew that this boy named Feng Rong was her younger brother.
But at this time, Yun Guiyue just sat there quietly, showing no emotion at all, as if he was not affected by the situation on the field at all.
But Mo Ling knew that her master was extremely angry at this moment. She even felt that her master was a powder keg that could explode at any time and no one would have an easy time.
"master--"
Mo Ling called out softly, trying to bring Yun Guiyue back to her senses. The latter responded with a very calm "hmm", which showed nothing unusual.
The formation was completed in the blink of an eye. In the formation, Feng Rong supported his sword on the ground and knelt on the ground with almost no strength left.
He watched as the surroundings changed from the original fighting arena to lightning and thunder in an instant!
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