However, Li Feng did not want to waste his energy on Xue Hanfeng.
He was confident that he could get close to Xue Hanfeng before he could break through his Dharma Power.
However, he was now in the same predicament as Xue Hanfeng. He needed to win the battle as quickly as possible and save his spiritual energy to face the next challenge.
A battle of attrition was his biggest taboo.
Therefore, Li Feng took advantage of the fact that he was a little closer to Xue Hanfeng. He opened his mouth and roared at Xue Hanfeng.
The Double-Headed Lion Dharma Power that enveloped him did the same thing. It opened its mouth and roared.
The lion's roar shook the mountains and rivers. The sound waves were tangible and tangible. Rings of golden ripples spread out like huge waves. It shook the heavens and earth and made the souls of those who came into contact with it feel like they were going to leave their bodies.
This was an attack of the Primordial Spirit!
What was even more frightening was that this was a small world in a huge canyon. In such a terrain, the cliffs on both sides were echo walls. The sound waves would only echo and not overflow. This meant that the power of the attack was increased by thirty percent.
Xue Hanfeng suddenly became vigilant, and a layer of frost silently appeared on his Primordial Spirit.
How could a cultivator of his level not have a Primordial Spirit defense method?
Poof!
The sound waves invaded Xue Hanfeng's soul and hit the layer of frost.
After a few breaths, the sound of ice cracking reverberated in his mind.
Under the continuous impact of the sound waves, the layer of frost was directly turned into powder!
Then, the deafening lion's roar invaded his Primordial Spirit, causing him to be momentarily dazed.
This was the Dharma Power that Li Feng cultivated. It was the real Lion's Roar Technique, which specialized in attacking the Primordial Spirit.
He knew that Xue Hanfeng's Primordial Spirit must have been exhausted after three consecutive battles. Therefore, he chose the right medicine and it was very effective.
While Xue Hanfeng was in a daze, Li Feng moved forward again. When he was a few hundred feet away from Xue Hanfeng, he had already swung the long saber in his hand.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
A waterfall appeared at the edge of the saber, and an extremely powerful destructive power spread out from it.
This ribbon suddenly left the long saber in Li Feng's hand. It tore through the air and poured down on Xue Hanfeng like a long river.
The saber aura formed a long river.
A saber slashed across Xue Hanfeng's face, leaving behind a trail of blood.
There were still hundreds and thousands of astral saber rivers behind them.
It was incomparably terrifying.
Just as Freezing Snow Peak was about to be drowned by the saber aura river, a spiritual light flashed and erased all the saber aura.
After that, the spiritual light that erased the saber aura did not disperse. Instead, it turned around and split into two. It enveloped Xue Hanfeng and Li Feng and took them away together.
The two of them appeared outside the Mountain Sea Pillar.
"The fifteenth battle, the Middle Heaven Region wins." Monarch Qing Mei stood in front of the two and announced calmly.
There was only one person left in the Eastern Region.
Regret flashed in Xue Hanfeng's eyes.
If it wasn't for the fact that he was in the small world of the canyon that was most suitable for sound wave attacks, and if it wasn't for the fact that he had exhausted too much of his Divine Sense in the previous three battles, he wouldn't have been hit so easily.
But he didn't say anything.
A loss was a loss. No matter how many excuses he had, it was meaningless.
He walked back to the group from the Eastern Region and walked over to the last remaining Sword Sect cultivator from the Eastern Region who hadn't been eliminated, and he only said a single sentence. "Just do your best."
Xi Xiang nodded and said faintly, "Just do your best."
The loss in this competition wasn't due to the disciples' abilities. He didn't want his disciples to bear too much psychological burden because of this.
…
Just like Xue Hanfeng, Li Feng was seizing the time to recover.
Four hours passed in the blink of an eye. When Li Feng opened his eyes, it meant that the sixteenth battle was about to begin.
The last sword cultivator from the Sword Sect held his head high and walked out slowly.
Even if the Sword Sect was eliminated, they had to do it standing.
They were prepared to take the initiative to challenge the last battle even though they knew they would lose.
Xi Xiang did not show too much frustration or anger on his face.
At this point, he was truly calm. He was no longer pretending.
The Sword Sect had done a good job in this situation where the six regions were against them. They even dragged the Middle Heaven Region down.
However, he was still a little dissatisfied. Sigh …
The Sword Sect disciple walked forward resolutely. Xi Xiang's mind was full of thoughts. Suddenly, the Message Sword Talisman hanging on his waist moved. He subconsciously probed it with his Divine Sense.
After that, this old sword cultivator from the Sword Sect seemed to have received some unexpected news, and his composed expression suddenly changed.
Xi Xiang hurriedly stopped the disciple who was about to challenge. "Wait a minute."
The last Sword Sect disciple turned his head and looked at Xi Xiang in confusion. He didn't understand what his Uncle-Master meant.
"What's going on?" The spectating cultivators who were gloating or indignant noticed the change in the field. They were also puzzled. "Is the Sword Sect afraid?"
"We Eastern Region cultivators won't be afraid!" The spectating cultivators from the Eastern Region immediately retorted with dissatisfaction.
"Then why did he …"
"Lu Qingshan from the Eastern Region challenges the Middle Heaven Region."
At this moment, a loud voice came from afar and interrupted the spectating cultivators' discussion.
At the same time, a sword-light flashed outside the Heart Nourishing Platform. It went straight into the Heart Nourishing Platform and landed in front of the Eastern Region cultivators.
Under countless gazes, the sword-light slowly dissipated and finally turned into a young figure.
It was a male cultivator who looked a little haggard but had an unusually handsome appearance.
The male cultivator who charged into the Heart Nourishing Platform seemed to have a mysterious magical power that caused the spectating cultivators, who had just become restless, to immediately become much more restrained. Even the numerous Huang Board cultivators on the Heart Nourishing Platform similarly locked their gazes onto that figure.
Perhaps some of them didn't know this male cultivator, but after hearing his words when he entered, they immediately recognized his identity.
Third on the Yellow Board, Sword Absolute Lu Qingshan.
There were many rumors about him.
He came from a grassroots background and became famous in the Seven Regions Dao Discussion. He won first place with his Golden Elixir cultivation.
After entering the Sword Sect, he appeared in front of the world a year later as a Nascent Soul cultivator. Then, he defeated Blue Wave Sword with three moves and entered the Yellow Board.
Then, his rise was even more unstoppable. Half a year later, he defeated Luo Yang, a Late-stage Void Refinement cultivator, in front of everyone in the Heaven Sin Martial Palace and directly entered the third place on the Yellow Board.
Some people said that in ten years, the first place on the Yellow Board would definitely be replaced by him. Some people were jealous of him and asserted that he didn't have enough stamina to condense the Dao Seed …
Lu Qingshan was, without a doubt, the most famous Nascent Soul cultivator in the past hundred years. Although he had disappeared for two years, his popularity would not fade away so easily.
In short, perhaps some people didn't think much of Lu Qingshan, but how many cultivators hadn't heard of him?
His arrival attracted the attention of all the cultivators present. They even forgot to wonder why Lu Qingshan came at this time.
Lu Qingshan, who came late, raised his eyes slightly and glanced at Li Feng, who was not far away. Then, he turned around and looked at the ten cultivators who represented the Eastern Region in this competition, and Hope Elephant, who had a complicated expression.
An apologetic look flashed through his bloodshot eyes.
"Leave the rest to me."
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