C342 The Powerful Camiluo
C342 The Powerful Camiluo
At this moment, the others were boiling with excitement, especially Lei Nage, who seemed extremely excited.
"We won! We have advanced to the third round!" Lei Nage kept muttering, feeling like he was crying tears of joy.
The Lei Kesi had been silent for many years. This time, they had made it to the third round of the semi-final. This was unprecedented.
Qin Feng didn't cheer. Instead, he looked at Xu Ziyan, who was standing beside him. His heart was greatly shaken.
Perhaps only the Illusory Spirit Cultivator knew what had just happened. In that instant, a terrifying Illusory Power swept out, casting an illusion technique at Wan Qing. That illusion technique caused her to walk down from the arena.
Although it was only for a short moment, Qin Feng could clearly feel that the Illusory Power was much stronger than him. He also had a feeling that the boundless void could devour everything.
Xu Ziyan was mysterious and powerful. At this moment, Qin Feng finally believed that he had been hiding his true strength. Perhaps he was not weaker than Qin Kui, or perhaps even stronger.
On the south side of the arena, Kan Miluo and the others looked at Qin Feng and the others. There was a cold look in their eyes. The Lei Kesi had advanced to the third round, and they had absolute confidence that they could also advance to the next round. In that case, the Lei Kesi would become the final obstacle for them to enter the final round.
Furthermore, after the previous matches, the Lei Kesi had revealed their formidable strength. As for the Sword Cultivator, Qin Feng and Lia Tian were both incomparably powerful. As for the spiritual cultivators, there was no doubt that Qin Kui was one of the top experts. Xu Ziyan was even more unfathomable, mysterious and powerful. Lei Nuoer had sufficient potential. Like an awakened giant dragon, Wu Wenshuang was even more surprising. She was a stunning goddess.
"Hehe, interesting... That way, it won't be too boring." The man surnamed Sang, who was wearing a blue windbreaker, revealed an evil smile on his face. Streaks of light flashed in his eyes.
"A bunch of clowns." White Cloth Man, who was standing at the side, had an indifferent expression on his face, and his eyes were filled with disdain. However, he was looking into the distance. That was the eighth group, and the Great Song of the Southern Great Country was located there.
At this moment, Kan Miluo's match had begun. White Cloth Man retracted his gaze and shouted at the people behind him, "Caesar, I'll leave this to the three of you. End this boring match as soon as possible!"
"Yes!" Three voices sounded in unison. Immediately, a black-clothed man walked out of the crowd and onto the stage to announce the start of the match.
Kan Miluo's strength was undoubtedly powerful. The three Sword Cultivators fights had all ended in three moves, and he had obtained a complete victory.
And just like that, Kan Miluo had advanced to the third round, and was going to compete with the Lei Kesi for the qualification to participate in the finals.
This result caused the people of Lei Kesi to be dumbstruck, and their hearts couldn't help but become heavy. Although they had already expected Kan Miluo to be very strong, they didn't expect him to be so strong.
Qin Feng looked at the black-clothed man who was the first to appear, and his heart was in turmoil. In the previous battle, he had only used one move, and he had completely defeated his opponent. And his opponent was an Eighth Level Heaven Sword Lord. This was enough to show that his strength was absolutely above a Ninth Level Heaven Sword Lord.
The other two were also extremely powerful. Although they felt that they were slightly weaker than the man in black, Qin Feng vaguely realized that they were also Ninth Level Heaven Sword Lord!
This discovery shocked him. At the same time, he felt a surge of fighting spirit boiling in his chest. Lia Tian, who was standing beside him, grinned. Although he looked simple and honest, there was a raging flame burning in his eyes.
The competition here had ended. Qin Feng and the others looked around and understood the other matches in the other arenas.
There were seven arenas, and each of them was in an intense battle. Among them, the fourth group was the most intense. There were four powerful Vassal State gathered there, and they were all fighting to advance to the finals.
The Feiyu Country was one of them. There was also the number one Tang Dynasty in the Vassal State, the Milan Kingdom, which was one of the eight major Vassal State in the Seroa, and the State of Wei, which was also in the top ten of the Vassal State.
The four major Vassal State had the strength to dominate a region, but they were all divided into the same group. This was a tragedy, and it was destined to be a great battle.
The first group was the Seroa. Their glory covered everything. There were also two teams that were ranked in the top ten of the Vassal State, but compared to them, they were extremely weak.
Qin Feng, Wu Wenshuang, and the others arrived at the second stage. The Muya Country was there, and it was their turn to fight.
"Their opponent is West Han?" Qin Feng saw a familiar face in the hands of Muya Country. It was Cao Fei, who had fought for the cultivation field in sector two.
The Muya Country had lost the first two matches, and only when Hedda appeared did they have a chance to turn the situation around. He took out the Soul Chasing Sword. When the Soul Chasing Sword was drawn out of its sheath, Qin Feng could clearly hear the excited roars coming from the Soul Crying Sword. That was the roar of the Soul Crying Beast. Every time it met the Soul Chasing Sword, it would be like this. This was the characteristic of the Soul Sword.
At the same time, on the grandstand, the cultivator with dark purple eyes and Wu Mofei, who had an extremely beautiful face, cast their gazes over and stared intently at Hedda.
"Another person... As expected, the soul swords were all born one by one. Will the seven great soul swords gather in St Paul? " Wu Mofei stared at Hedda and whispered to herself.
Hedda, who had used the Soul Chasing Sword, seemed incomparably powerful. The name of the Soul Chasing Sword's guest had been created after countless life and death battles. However, his opponent was not mediocre either. He had a Longsword in his hand. It transformed into countless sword shadows, forming an unbreakable defense.
Both of their strengths were about the same, but Hedda was still a bit stronger. He had broken through his opponent's defense and defeated him. However, he was also injured, and the sword Qi in his body was completely depleted.
It was not easy for him to win this battle.
In the next match, Wang Luyao and Ann Qingyi appeared. The two peerless beauties attracted countless gazes.
Their opponent was a man and a woman. The man had short brown hair and a pair of green eyes. The woman had long white hair and there was a bloody glow in her eyes, which looked somewhat strange.
The battle suddenly erupted. Wang Luyao and Ann Qingyi were both geniuses of their generation in Muya Country and it was hard to find a worthy opponent. However, when faced with these two people in front of them, they appeared somewhat weak.
"Hee hee, it would be a pity if such a beautiful face was destroyed." The brown-haired, blue-eyed man laughed coldly, "Take advantage of the fact that this lord is in a good mood, quickly admit defeat."