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    "I also like to stand in front, sorry.".[]" Lu Lingfeng was stunned at first, and then sneered as he said this.  "Who is this! How dare you talk to Senior Brother Leng like this." "He is dead. He has offended Senior Brother Leng, and life will not be easy in the future. Who doesn't know that Senior Brother Leng holds a grudge the most." "This Junior Brother is very rude, I guess.  It's usually too low-key, but the more low-key a person's words are, the more surprising they are." The senior disciples in the Geng group were talking secretly, waiting for a good show.  Leng Qianqiu didn't expect that there would be someone who didn't give him face, so he stood there for a while. After a long time, Leng Qianqiu grinned and said solemnly: "Only one person in the Geng group can come up to me and fight with me. Who are you to dare to fight with me?"  If you talk like that, get to the back now, or you will bear the consequences.¡± As a seeded player, there is no need to participate in the previous games, as long as he plays against the strongest person in the Geng group.  "Consequences?" Lu Lingfeng said with a smile: "I can bear the consequences." "Shameless." Leng Qianqiu's body suddenly flashed with silver-black light, and his body leaned over like a mountain. This was pure pressure.  People, not many people can survive without taking action.  Lu Lingfeng was not fooled. If he dared to take action at this moment, he would definitely have violated the Tianlong Gang's taboo. The Nine Turns of Qi reached its limit, and Lu Lingfeng's body flashed with white-gold light, standing there as steady as a mountain.  Sonorous!  The next moment, there was a sound of metal collision, Lu Lingfeng's face turned red and then turned pale, and he was knocked out a foot away.  Leng Qianqiu did not expect that Lu Lingfeng had also practiced the body-training technique. He did not use 100% of his strength in this exercise, and was unable to squeeze Lu Lingfeng out of his current position, and his face turned red.  "What are you two doing?" The nearby elder who was in charge of order looked over and shouted in a low voice.  "Elder." "Elder." Even though Leng Qianqiu was one of the top ten senior disciples, he did not dare to ignore the elder.  "Many people are watching the Truth-Seizing Conference. Don't lose the face of the Tianlong Gang, otherwise you will be disqualified from the competition." The elder warned.  "Yes." Lu Lingfeng and Leng Qianqiu nodded.  When the elder changed his gaze, Leng Qianqiu glanced at Lu Lingfeng coldly and said, "You're lucky. I'll settle the score with you slowly after the Truth-Seizing Conference is over." He didn't think Lu Lingfeng could make it to the end and confront him.  "Sit and wait." Lu Lingfeng's face was expressionless, and there was a ripple in his heart. A week ago, his Nine Revolutions Xuan Gong broke through to the late stage of Zhou Tian Realm, but in comparison, the level is still a bit lower. With the late stage of Zhou Tian Realm  The nine-turn mystical skill of the realm can compete with the iron wall magic skill of the late stage of the Ningxu realm. Although it is not as exaggerated as the mantis blocking the car, the gap is not small. Fortunately, the opponent does not seem to go all out, otherwise he will be the one who suffers in the end.  "It's almost time to prepare enough elixirs for Jiuzhuan XuanGong." Every time Jiuzhuan XuanGong breaks through a major realm, the body will undergo a transformation. Each transformation requires a large amount of Jiuzhuan Qi. Without external help,  , for a long time after the breakthrough, Lu Lingfeng will have no Nine Turns True Qi to use. Only by refining Nine Turns True Qi with elixirs can he avoid this trouble. However, thinking of the previous situation, Lu Lingfeng did not know the Nine Turns Mysterious Technique.  How many pills are needed to break through to the Ningxu Realm?  The Qi-Entraining Realm contains twelve yellow-level top-grade elixirs called Silver Yuan Dan.  The Soul Refining Realm is an unknown elixir.  Zhou Tianjing is the Zidian Qi seeds and all the Zidian Qi.  ¡­¡­While Lu Lingfeng was deep in thought, Elder Duanmu, the person in charge of the Qinglong Hall, rushed to the arena.  "Thank you all for coming to watch this truth-seeking conference. As usual, this truth-seeking conference is divided into ten groups: A, B, C, D, Wu, Ji, Geng, Xin, Rengui. Each group has a seed player, who is the top ten senior player of our Tianlong Gang.  Disciple, the seed players do not need to participate in the previous battles. They only need to fight against the last remaining senior disciples in the group. Only one person from each group will be qualified to participate in the subsequent competition. Without further ado, the competition officially begins. "  As soon as the words fell, the Qinglong Arena was completely boiling, and the sound was soaring to the sky.  Immediately afterwards, senior elders appeared one by one, a total of ten people, one for each arena.  "Group A, No. 3 vs. No. 8." "Group B, No. 6 vs. No. 15." "Group C, No. 7 vs. No. 21."  Hearing this, one by one senior disciples rushed up to the stage,  Fight with your opponent.  "In the Geng Group, No. 7 Lu Lingfeng versus No. 19 Feng Hu."   After the tea time, it was Lu Lingfeng's turn to take the stage.  "Feng Hu, give him some color." No. 19 is senior disciple Feng Hu, who is in the middle stage of Ningxu Realm. He is usually very close to Leng Qianqiu. When Feng Hu's number is reported, Leng Qianqiu sends a message to the other party.  "Senior Brother Leng, don't worry." Feng Hu gave him a reassuring look.  On the arena, Lu Lingfeng and Feng Hu stood ten meters apart.  "I don't know where you got the confidence to go against Senior Brother Leng, but it's too late. It's just begun." Feng Hu's weapon is a big iron rod. His true energy circulates, and a fiery red color appears on the iron rod.  With a flash of light and a low shout, Feng Hu rushed five steps away from Lu Lingfeng and swept forward with a stick. The fiery red air wave was like a terrifying wave with astonishing momentum.  "If you want to make a name for yourself, you have to let everyone know your majesty." With the tiger soul unsheathed, Lu Lingfeng held the knife in his left hand, raised it high, and slashed hard. The speed of this knife was too fast, and the last strike came first.  , just falling on the weakest point of the iron rod. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? The iron rod fell from his hand and fell to the ground. The next moment, Lu Lingfeng's sword rolled back, and the tiger soul fell on Feng Hu's shoulder, where he rested.  Feng Hu broke out in a cold sweat. The blade of the Tiger Soul Blade was only a hair's breadth away from his neck. He was really afraid that Lu Lingfeng's hand would shake and cut his aorta.  "Lu Lingfeng wins." The elder of the Geng group raised his hand.  "It seems to have some strength." Leng Qianqiu saw Lu Lingfeng defeat Feng Hu with one move, and didn't take it seriously. Feng Hu's strength was not strong in the first place. He was completely at a middle-to-lower level. Defeating Feng Hu didn't mean anything.  There are more than 200 senior disciples in the Tianlong Gang, and one group has about 20 people. After one round, half of them have been eliminated.  After defeating three people in a row, including him, there are only four people left in the Geng group. Of course, including Leng Qianqiu, there are five people.  "It's great that you have come this far. Just do whatever you have to do next!" Lu Lingfeng's fourth opponent is a square-faced young man, about twenty years old. He has watched the battle ahead of Lu Lingfeng.  In his eyes, he thought he was 90% sure that he could defeat Lu Lingfeng.  "Really?" Lu Lingfeng walked over step by step without drawing his sword.  "Looking for death." The square-faced young man was furious and punched him, the black punch was like rolling smoke.  Clang!  The tiger soul unsheathed, and a snow-white sword light turned into a snow-white dragon, which instantly broke through the power of Lang Yan's fist. Clang, clang, clang, clang, the snow-white dragon circled around the square-faced young man, and sparks shot out from the metal table, brilliant.  The dazzling force of the sword instantly frightened the square-faced young man out of his wits.  (Third update, please vote for recommendation)
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