Well, contestant number 72 guessed correctly this time. Du Feng disappeared from where he was, and in the next moment, he was right in front of him. He raised the Riding Dragon Sword in his hand and slashed at the contestant's head. Before the sword arrived, he could already feel the invincible sword momentum. If he was really hit, his head would definitely be split in half.
"Humph!"
He snorted coldly, as if he had already expected this situation. He stretched out his left hand and clawed at Du Feng's head. The power of this claw could not be underestimated. A large amount of Spiritual Aether flowed out of his five fingers, and he felt that he could crush a person's head in an instant.
"It's over. This time, that guy named Du Feng is dead for sure."
Many people thought that Du Feng had overreached himself. He had used an ingenious movement technique to suddenly rush in front of his opponent and wanted to ambush him, but he did not expect that he would be tricked instead. Although the snake-shaped sword Qi did not have time to turn around, the claw was still ruthless enough. Even if his head did not explode, it would at least leave five holes in it.
"Ah!"
A few timid female spectators even covered their eyes in fear, not daring to look.
In fact, even Fu Xi did not understand. He thought to himself, "What kind of trick is Brother Du playing? Why did he take the initiative to attack? Is he planning to attack with his head?" Eh?
Strange, the thing that people expected to happen did not happen. Instead, contestant number 72 let out a scream.
"Ah, you are despicable!"
Just as he was about to grab Du Feng's head, his hand suddenly trembled and he quickly let go. At the same time, it could be seen that there was blood flowing out of his left hand. At this moment, when he took a closer look, it was not Du Feng who had been grabbed just now, but a Blood Breaking Flying Sword.
Du Feng had already used the Blood Breaking Flying Sword to transform into a clone to deal with the enemy last time. Because the fight was too intense this time, contestant number 72 had forgotten about it for a moment. He thought that he was about to succeed, but he did not expect to be tricked by Du Feng again.
In fact, it was not a big deal to cut his hand. After all, Immortal Lords had strong recovery abilities, and it would only take a moment for the wound to heal. However, the wound was caused by the Blood Severing Flying Sword, so it had the ability to inhibit the healing of the wound.
Therefore, contestant number 72 tried several times, but the wound on his left hand could not heal. It was still bleeding. Unfortunately, Du Feng was still launching continuous attacks, and he didn't have the chance to take out the medicinal powder to sprinkle on his wounds, so he could only continue fighting with his injuries.
The bleeding was not the biggest problem. The biggest problem was that No. 72 was a little scared. He couldn't figure out which was the real Du Feng and which was the fake Du Feng. Therefore, he did not dare to use his hands to grab or kick him. He did not even dare to let Du Feng get close to him.
If it wasn't Du Feng but the Blood Breaking Flying Sword that was approaching, wouldn't he be stabbed again?
Psychological barriers were a great taboo for a martial artist, especially when there was absolute power in the arena. Once he was afraid of his opponent, he would be restrained in the following battle. If he had ten percent of his abilities, he wouldn't even be able to use seventy percent of them.
"Nephew Gu, you..."
Emperor Le wanted to secretly guide contestant number 72. As Du Feng wasn't a disciple of an experienced Immortal Emperor, no one would stop her from guiding him.
However, she was obviously overthinking, or perhaps she had overestimated her own charm. Before she could finish her voice transmission, it was cut off by Emperor Yan. Actually, there was another force that wanted to cut off her voice transmission. However, after Emperor Yan attacked, that force retracted quietly.
Aiya, things didn't seem so simple!
Emperor Le ran her hand through the hair on her temples, then used her peach blossom eyes to observe her surroundings. She didn't look at Emperor Yan, who had stopped her. Instead, she was looking for a mysterious person. Just now, there was clearly a force that was trying to stop her in secret. However, because it had retreated too quickly, she didn't know who it was.
Who was it that dared to go against the mighty Emperor Le?
Emperor Yan was a rough person, and his disciple had suffered at the hands of Emperor Le's nephew. Therefore, it wasn't surprising that he would do such a thing. However, Emperor Le had noticed who the other person was. It definitely wasn't Emperor Qing. Emperor Qing and Emperor Yan were so close. Since Emperor Yan had already attacked, there was no need for him to do anything.
However, the person who could secretly stop Emperor Le had to be at the pinnacle of the ninth transformation of the Immortal Emperor Realm. Otherwise, there was no way to stop him. Not only did that person block quickly, but he also retreated quickly. One could say that he wasn't any weaker than Emperor Yan.
Who was it that had actually interfered in the martial contest?
Emperor Le's peach blossom eyes darted around. She couldn't figure it out even after staring for a long time. She turned to look at the Sky Emperor beside her and asked.
"Was it you just now?"
The Sky Emperor was the closest to her and the easiest to attack. However, the Sky Emperor himself wanted to kill Du Feng. Moreover, he usually acted like he was infatuated with Emperor Le. He shouldn't have done this.
"What me? Sister Rao, what are you talking about?"
The Sky Emperor looked confused. He didn't know what Emperor Le meant.
"It's nothing. Continue watching."
Emperor Le looked at the Sky Emperor again and felt that it shouldn't be him. After all, the two of them were so close. If it was him, he should have sensed it.
Emperor Yan had already attacked. Therefore, the second force definitely wasn't the Flame Emperor. And Emperor Qing was beside Emperor Yan. Therefore, it couldn't be Emperor Qing either. The Sky Emperor was beside Emperor Le. Previously, he had also been ruled out. Could it be that the Yellow Emperor had stopped him?
Could it be that he had stopped Emperor Le's secret transmission for the sake of fairness?
This reason made sense. Now that the others had been ruled out, Emperor Le could only lock onto the Yellow Emperor. Who would have thought that the Yellow Emperor would be so protective of Du Feng? Since he wanted to protect Du Feng, why did he arrange for him to fight with participant number 72? This participant was the type who would not rest until he was dead.
Emperor Le couldn't understand the Yellow Emperor's intentions. Since he wanted to kill Du Feng, why did he help him? Since he wanted to help him, why not help him more thoroughly? Why did he arrange for a dangerous opponent?
Emperor Le couldn't figure it out. She decided not to think about it. She just stared at the Yellow Emperor secretly to see what he would do next. But the strange thing was that she couldn't see anything wrong with the Yellow Emperor. She tried a few more secret transmissions, but they were all blocked by the Flame Emperor. That mysterious force didn't appear again.
Strange. Could it not be the Yellow Emperor? Or could it be that this old thing was too good at pretending?
Emperor Le pulled at her hair anxiously. She couldn't understand the situation.
"Sister Rao, what are you doing? Don't pull your hair off."
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