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Luo Pengju could tell from the rusty gigantic sword in Feng Feiyun's hand that it was indeed a useless sword. As for whether it was a divine weapon or an immortal one, it was hard to tell.

Although it was called a divine weapon, he could not feel its divine might at all. Although it was called an immortal weapon, it didn't feel any immortal energy at all.

Then just treat it as a useless weapon. A useless weapon should not even be comparable to an ordinary soldier. "So what if you are strong? Without a strong weapon, it is useless. As a result, Luo Pengju, who has a Royal Armament, does not believe that he cannot defeat the peak wielding a useless weapon.

"Cultivators only rely on their strength to speak, not their mouths to speak. Luckily, you were born in an ancient clan, so you didn't even understand this and wasted this gorgeous set of clothes for nothing."

"Brother, stop bickering with him. I don't believe that the four of us can't kill even a Fighter 5-dan."

After Luo Penggu finished his speech, he swung his sword towards the peak of the mountain.

"Since you want to die first, I'll grant you that wish."

With a thought, he extracted the energy from his dantian and condensed it into the palm of his hand that was holding the sword, continuously pouring it into the sword.

Seeing Luopeng Gu raise his sword and cut down, Luo Penggu blocked. With a "Dang" sound, the Royal Armament in Luopeng Gu's hands broke into two, leaving only the hilt in Luopeng Gu's hands.

Feng Feiyun took this opportunity to flick his hand, and the Nine Vein Divine Sword flew towards Luopeng Gu's neck as if it had received his command.

"Ah …"

Luo Penggu screamed as his head fell to the ground. Blood gushed out of his throat like a geyser and rushed into the sky, staining half the sky red.

Too cruel! When Luo Peng and the others saw this, their pupils shrank as they were shocked beyond belief.

"I don't have the patience to play with you guys anymore. All of you can go die now."

While Luo Pengju and his men were still in shock, Feng Feiyun waved the Nine Vein Divine Sword in his hand. It was as fast as lightning as it flew towards Luo Pengju.

Luo Pengju had no choice but to use his sword to block. Clang! With a crisp sound, the Royal Armament in Luo Pengju's hand was sliced off by the Nine Mai Divine Sword in Feng Feiyun's hand. It was as easy as cutting through tofu.

Subsequently, Luo Pengju saw a streak of cold light pierce into his chest. His eyes were filled with disbelief, accompanied by fear and despair.

"Ah …"

Immediately after, Luo Pengju felt the strong sword Qi destroying his body, destroying his meridians. He let out a shrill scream before falling to the ground.

"Bastard, remember this. I will make you pay for the humiliation today!"

Luo Peng pressed one hand against his wound and the other on the ground, trying his best to get up. He glared fiercely at Feng Feiyun, and he forcibly endured the pain as he let out a thunder-like roar.

"Anytime!"

After finishing his sentence, the Nine-Vein Divine Sword in his hand pierced into Luo Pengju's chest once again.

"Ah …"

Luo Pengju once again let out a mournful scream. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground. After twitching a few times, he died.

Luo Pengju's scream was abnormally mournful. It immediately attracted the attention of the other two Luo Clan disciples. When the two saw that Luo Pengju was no match for his opponent, they knew that they were no match for him with their low cultivation, so they ran.

"There's a path to heaven, but you refuse to take it. There's no door to hell, yet you barged in!"

With a loud shout, Feng Feiyun quickly chased after him with his sword.

When Luo Pengqiang heard the strange movement behind him, he was so scared that his legs went limp and his feet went numb. He fell to the ground and was just about to get up when he felt a chill on his back and fell to the ground once again, unable to get up.

The sword flew out as if it was being followed by a tracking technique. The cold light followed the back of the man and quickly entered his back, piercing through his chest.

The man looked at the rusty blade on his chest and was shocked. He rolled his eyes and fell to the ground, dead.

The four corpses quickly disappeared, leaving only four piles of magic cores, each containing about seven or eight cores.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Feng Feiyun had killed eight enemies, and he had gotten more than sixty. He gave Shangguan Yujie twenty, and the rest of the forty were all taken by Feng Xiaoxiao.

When Shangguan Yujie saw that there were about 30 magic pills in her Cosmic Bag, she laughed so hard that her jaw nearly dislocated. Her original plan was to kill a magical beast and get a magic pill, then find a place to hide and teleport out of there. That way, she would have the ability to boast. Who would have thought that the heavens would be the better for people? They would benefit from their misfortune and meet her brother-in-law's cousin, this great demon, which allowed her to obtain so many magic cores? That was simply too much!

Shangguan Yujie could not contain her excitement and asked: "Brother Gao, do we still have to fight demon beasts?"

"But of course. If we don't, what else can we do?" Furthermore, I only have seventy or eighty crystals on me, I might not even be able to get first place. " Feng Feiyun asked worriedly.

I heard my sister say that three years ago, the first place of the Gathering was only 50 or so, and my sister only had 20 or so and became a core disciple. And that time, it was still a rank 1 Magical Beast, but this time, it is a rank 2 Magical Beast. Shangguan Yujie analyzed.

"The difficulty of this year's competition has indeed increased. However, the cultivation of this year's participants has also generally increased. I heard that the highest cultivation level of the previous competitor was at the fifth grade warrior stage. However, this time, there are a few competitors who are infinitely close to the Martial Master stage. Their methods are definitely not ordinary. Think about it. If a person with Ouyang Xuan's strength could obtain a dozen or so magic cores in an hour, then those participants who were extremely close to the Martial Master realm would definitely be able to obtain even more magic cores. So we can't be satisfied with the status quo, we have to think about it. "

"Brother Gao, let's continue fighting the magical beasts. I'll go look for the magical beasts."

As the two walked deeper into the forest, they ran into a few waves of weak magical beasts. The peak of the forest was either a fist or a sword, easily killing them.

Peak Demon Beast, Shangguan Yujie's Magic Pills. The two's teamwork was getting more and more coordinated.

After an hour and a half, the number of magical beasts in the training field had dwindled. There were bloodstains everywhere, either human or beast. In addition to finding magical beasts, the two of them also encountered many competitors.

As long as the participants didn't have any ideas about them, then Feng Ji wouldn't have any ideas about them. After all, there was a high chance that they would become martial brothers, and they wouldn't even look up.

As the saying goes, it is easy to dodge a spear when open, difficult to guard against an arrow when hidden.

"This is bad!"

Feng Feiyun's ears pricked up as he suddenly heard a burst of fighting sounds coming from the front.