Fengwu Qinshang

Chapter 260 The Four-Man Team Shows Their Power

While I was thinking, a cheerful voice came from the field, drowning out the noisy noise below:

"Silence! All fighters, please be in position. The battle of souls has begun. Challengers may go ahead and sign up."

Those who can go on stage to defend the ring are all confident people, because going on stage to defend the ring means that they will not voluntarily leave unless they really can't hold on any longer.

Finally, someone came on stage and the fighting arena was filled up.

A peacock head sat down in front of Qin Feng and released its soul without saying a word.

"Oh, quick victory! But think about it, at this moment, who would be polite to anyone? It's a fight to the death!"

In this case, Qin Feng was not polite. The opponent released two peacock faces, one black and one white. Before he could stand still, he saw two lights, one red and one yellow, appear and landed right next to the two peacock faces, and then!!!

"The next person at table nine!"

Here comes another one.

It’s still a quick battle and a quick decision.

Seven Hundred Man Killers stepped forward to challenge, and without exception they were killed instantly.

After defeating seven people, Qin Feng secretly thought, "These seven people are all similar to two souls. Although it can be seen that the two still have cooperation, their combat power is pitifully low. I wonder what's going on above!"

Qin Feng subconsciously raised his head and looked upwards. The strategy above was apparently in a stalemate.

The following was uneventful. Qin Feng, who had won fourteen consecutive games, finally attracted the attention of many people below:

"Hey hey hey! Look at that number nine who killed a hundred people. This one killed them instantly! I remember seeing him kill his opponent instantly just now!"

"Ah? So powerful!"

"That's right, look at his fighting spirit arena, which shows that he has won fourteen consecutive games!"

"Sure enough, other tables only went through three or four games, how could he be so fast?"

"Oh! How stupid! You're just eating duck and bird!"

"Look, another one!"

"Hey hey! Look!"

 …

"Defeat, defeat, it happened too fast!"

“I didn’t even see it clearly!”

"I blinked and didn't see it!"

"That's awesome! Come on, number nine!!!!!"

"Tsk!" Those who watch the fun don't mind the big deal. As the few people here started to quarrel, everyone's eyes were fixed on number nine.

"What's so good about number nine? Those two are so boring that they've already burned an incense stick!"

"What a pighead, look at the ninth floor!"

“Tsk, what’s so interesting about the ninth floor! Hey, the one fighting against the ninth floor is my master! Hey hey hey hey! The master lost, the master is dead, the master is dead!”

This pig-headed man only took one look and the man he called "Mr. Pig-head" was killed instantly.

In this way, the wins in other fighting spirit arenas on the ninth floor have reached a maximum of twenty consecutive wins without any changes, while Qin Feng's side has reached nearly seventy consecutive wins.

Without exception, they were almost always killed instantly.

Those who came up no longer wanted to rush forward like they did at the beginning, and fewer and fewer opponents went on stage to fight Qin Feng.

When Qin Feng's winning rate reached 90 games, he became a lonely man.

Ninety wins and ninety level one soul-soothing stones, a lot of money. But Qin Feng was not satisfied, because nine level one soul-soothing stones were a drop in the bucket for him, and ninety? It was estimated that it would not be much better.

Seeing that other fighting arenas were still popular, and that champions were killed from time to time, one after another. Then looking at the guys below who were shouting "Number Nine", he shook his head helplessly!

Qin Feng was bored as he watched the changing situation.

"Hey! Look, number 23 is standing up! What is he going to do?"

"I've been watching him for a long time. He's won 47 games in a row, and no one has challenged him for a long time!"

"Really? Then why did he leave there?"

"Nonsense, challenge others! Hey, look, he went to number nine!"

"Ah! What a show! What a show!"

 …

Qin Feng was feeling bored, and a man sat down opposite him, a man from the Ma family.

"Yeah! Ninety wins, not bad! But that's all! Get your ninety soul stones ready, I want to take them all!"

Qin Feng was stunned after hearing this and then asked:

"Oh! How can I take away all my soul stones if I win?"

The boy from the horse household smiled:

"Son, son! You are such a rookie. You don't even know this. I should be the one taking advantage!"

After the Ma Hu family finished speaking, they released their soul bodies. With a flash of blue light from the soul bodies, three summoned creatures appeared on the fighting arena.

When Qin Feng saw three of them appear, he smiled slightly, moved his mind slightly, and his soul came out. After a flash of green light, Tang Sanzang and his three disciples appeared on the fighting stage.

The appearance of the four-member pilgrim group startled the horse owner and he let out a strange cry.

Before the horse owner could come to his senses, Wukong, Bajie and Sha Seng each raised their weapons and instantly came to the three summoned creatures and started hitting them on the head. The horse owner was so scared that his soul body suddenly flashed, and the three summoned creatures dodged instantly.

He managed to dodge it, but he couldn't dodge the heavy crossbow in Tang Sanzang's hand behind him.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Three sounds were heard, and three soul arrows shot out like lightning.

How could it be so accurate? The three arrows hit the throats of the three summoned beasts.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, the soul of the Ma Hu family exploded, the dead body fell to the ground and turned into ashes, and a blue soul sank into the stone wall next to the pyramid.

It was too fast, just one breath and the opponent was killed instantly.

"There is strength in numbers~!"

Qin Feng put away the four-member team, and then felt his waist card, which contained more than 130 first-level soul-soothing stones:

"Hey! This is a good idea, open robbery! I'll try it too!"

Thinking of this, Qin Feng stood up and looked around. Sure enough, a guy with 59 wins was looking around as bored as him.

"It's you!"

Qin Feng killed the horse owner in seconds, and before the spectators could react, he stood up and went towards the fifty-nine winners!

The noise below became even louder, and it was obvious that he had become one of the focus figures on the scene!

Sit down, the person opposite looked at Qin Feng and grinned:

"I know you. You're the one who's late. Why, are you going to take action against your own people?"

Qin Feng smiled:

"Oh my! Anyway, there is only one first place. If you are willing to hand over the Soul Calming Stone, I will be happy to let you go!"

The man glared when he heard this:

"Arrogant! Do it!"

Yes! There is only one first place, no matter if there is internal strife or not, there will be a fight sooner or later!

The two released their soul bodies at the same time, and as expected, their opponents were also three soul summons.

Qin Feng was still part of the four-member pilgrimage. The other party was slightly surprised and then fought with him.

The opponent's combination of bear, tiger and leopard has excellent offense, defense and support. The attack power is much stronger than the previous horse owner, but in Qin Feng's opinion, this combination is not a little bit bad.

In fact, it was not because of the poor coordination of the opponents that they were able to achieve 59 consecutive victories so quickly. In the level of killing hundreds of people, their combat power was considered top-notch.

When it comes to coordination, the Long-tailed Lizard Tribe is the forefather. Qin Feng, who has studied their offensive and defensive coordination thoroughly, naturally looks down on the coordination of these two swords, which is too bad.

The soul body exposed between Qin Feng's eyebrows was crystal clear. In a flash, he saw the nine-toothed rake in Bajie's hand surrounding the little tiger with red and black stripes and attacking it crazily, and the shadow of the rake completely covered it. Wukong was even more agile, and in a flash, he forced the already agile black and white leopard to have no way to escape! Wujing's crescent-shaped water-grinded Zen staff was powerful and heavy, and was fighting with the mighty brown bear!

The opponent is good, he knows how to use his movement to dodge Tang Sanzang's hidden arrows!

However, the gap in tactical coordination was too large, and the gap in combat power was even greater. As expected, under Tang Sanzang's hidden arrows, the bears, tigers and leopards fell off their horses one after another, and the opponents were killed on the spot.

Ten breaths, just ten breaths of time, the crowd became even more excited.

Qin Feng felt the nearly 200 first-level soul-soothing stones in his waist card and smiled! He began to look around again, looking for the next target.

Seeing this, I cried out in my heart, "Oh no! We were too hasty! No one came up!"

There were nearly a thousand applicants for the ninth level of Rakshasa Prison, but looking at the numbers displayed on the fighting spirit stage, at most more than seven hundred people showed up, and nearly three hundred people did not come!

After a short while, only twenty-one of the thirty tables on the stage were occupied, and they were all waiting alone for the guests to come up.

There was no one left and everyone started looking at each other!

"Humph! In that case, I have 170 Soul Calming Stones here. Who wants to challenge me?"

A bear-headed man stood up and shouted loudly.

Then a man stood up and shouted in a shrill voice:

"Let's fight each other! Anyway, there is only one person who can get first place, and no one can escape!"

The shrill-voiced monkey-faced man walked over to the nearest guy and sat down opposite him without even looking at him:

"let's start!"