Fengwu Qinshang

Chapter 261 Winning streak

Someone took the lead, and then everyone started fighting against each other.

Qin Feng was no exception and was challenged by the person next to him, but the ending was still speechless and it was resolved within ten breaths.

Those who make it here are all unwilling to admit defeat. No one avoids fighting and they continue after killing each other.

After three rounds of fighting, there were only three people left on the field.

Qin Feng looked at the two and shrugged his shoulders:

"You two are masters from the Matatori and Mahu families, why don't you go first!"

Half an incense stick later, the Hundred-Man Killer from the Ma Hu family came to Qin Feng:

"My son, my son! The immortal from the Yatniao family, come here and die!"

Qin Feng felt so uncomfortable listening to this:

"Hey, you're from Huadiao Township, right? How come you're just like our horse owner, calling everyone you see son!"

The horse owner glared:

"What is Huadiao Township? I don't know. Prepare to die!"

Qin Feng was so angry that the two of them stopped bickering and stood with their spears.

Since he is not from Huadiao Township, he must not be from the same family as that horse owner, so he must be killed without mercy!

It was a 3V3 fight on the spirit fighting arena, with the three sections of Jin Lingsha fighting in the fight. These three guys were much more powerful than the four members of the Journey to the West group, and their coordination was perfect. In less than ten breaths, they killed the man from the Ma Hu family with a powerful blow. His soul was shattered and he died.

At this time, on the ninth floor of Rakshasa Prison, Qin Feng stood alone, with his hands behind his back, looking down on the crowd.

"After one stick of incense, if no one steps forward to challenge, the champion of the Hundred-Man Killing Contest on the ninth floor of the Rakshasa Prison will be Qin Feng, the Hundred-Man Killer of the Youniao Family."

A voice drowned out the whole place.

The field suddenly fell silent, and everyone was looking forward to the birth of the first champion of the day.

Standing proudly among the crowd, Qin Feng now feels a bit like looking down on others, feeling so comfortable!

"when!!!!!"

A clear gong sounded, followed by a hearty voice:

"The winner of this competition of the Hundred-Man Killing on the Ninth Floor of the Rakshasa Prison is --- Qin Feng, the Hundred-Man Killer of the Yatniao Family!"

As the voice fell, there was a thunderous cheer from the audience.

Qin Feng's mind moved slightly, and he felt the more than 800 first-level soul-calming stones in his waist badge, and he was ecstatic.

More than 800 of them, and I don’t know how much my soul power can be improved!

Thinking of this, Qin Feng looked up at the upper level of fighting spirits that were still moving like a revolving lantern, and began to wonder in his heart, "But I don't know how strong these 200 men are. Should I give it a try?"

"Don't go! It would be a waste to leave hundreds of Level 2 Soul Calming Stones. Go! We don't know how strong those people are."

However, Qin Feng still tended to go up and challenge. After all, with seven soul summons in his hands, he was not inferior to those two hundred killers.

Take a look first!

Because there are challenges across levels, the final winner above the ninth level can only wait and wait until there is no one below to challenge him before he can win.

The already scarce upper floors will decide the winners one by one, and these people can only stand there alone and wait for the fight below to end.

Two hours later, the twelfth, eleventh and tenth floors finally became deserted until the final winner emerged.

Qin Feng looked up and saw five people standing proudly above.

At this time, the hearty voice sounded again:

"After one stick of incense, if no one steps forward to challenge, the champion of the Hundred-Man Killer Contest on the tenth floor of the Rakshasa Prison will be Lü Mao, the Hundred-Man Killer of the Ma Hu Family."

After hearing this, Qin Feng took the first step without hesitation!

He is the focus here at the moment, because the challenge of course starts with him.

"Move, move!"

"I told you, this guy is definitely going to go up!"

“I just don’t know if I can win!”

 …

Listening to all kinds of things being said below, Qin Feng paced up to the tenth floor.

When the tenth-level Lu Mao saw the guy coming up, he immediately thought he was an ugly ghost, and then he sneered, rolled his eyes, and looked down on him!

Qin Feng was not annoyed. He walked over and sat opposite her. Just as he was about to speak, the cuckold spoke first:

"Oh! You little Hundred Man Killer are so eager to die, then Master Lu will grant your wish!"

After that, he released his soul body, and three dark-colored giant monkeys appeared on the fighting arena. One of them had extremely thick arms, one had big thick legs, and the other had long arms and legs. They really had their own unique characteristics!

Qin Feng smiled slightly, and a green light flashed in his soul body, and the four-member group of pilgrims appeared.

"Haha! Four? No wonder, no wonder. I just don't know how strong they are! Go ahead and fight!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the two giant monkeys with thick arms and legs rushed towards the group of four, and the other guy with long arms and legs suddenly disappeared in a flash.

That's not disappearing, that's going too fast.

However, although the giant monkey with long arms and legs was as fast as lightning, Qin Feng still captured a faint black shadow. Its target was actually Tang Sanzang who was left behind.

"Humph! Let him come! Let's see first how strong your 200-man killing streak of 107 victories is!"

With a slight movement of his mind, the three people in front faced the two giant monkeys, but Tang Sanzang remained as steady as a rock, not moving a muscle.

The first five summoned beasts made contact, and there were clinking sounds on the fighting arena. Without any warning, Tang Sanzang's body suddenly moved three inches to the side, and at the same time, two black claw marks scraped his side.

"Hey! You can do it, kid!"

The five people in front were fighting 3V2 head-on, while Tang Sanzang in the back seemed to be dodging in a panic.

The people below could only see that Lu Mao was smiling and very excited, while the second Qin Feng was dealing with it seriously with a serious look on his face:

"Oh my, it seems that this Hundred-Man Killing is not very good!"

"Hmm! It seems there is still some gap between the two!"

 …

Half an incense stick passed, and Qin Feng was thinking, "This is the teamwork? This is the fighting power? How did he fight to the end? Is this the level of killing 200 people? Then what about the above?"

Lu Mao was overjoyed at the moment. The opponent could only defend himself in the 3V4 fight. It seemed that victory was in sight!

At the fighting spirit table, the four-member pilgrim group was indeed fighting and retreating, and seemed to be overwhelmed.

"The test is over, let's stop here!"

Qin Feng's heart was set, his mind moved slightly, and he saw on the fighting spirit table:

Wukong, who was retreating, suddenly pulled back and flashed to Sanzang like lightning, then swung his big stick at the seemingly empty space next to Sanzang.

At the same time, Sanzang moved slightly to the side and flashed beside Wukong. Using Wukong as a cover, he raised his hand and "bang" two sharp arrows flew out, flying towards Bajie and Sha Seng.

Bajie and Sha Seng looked at the thick arms and legs rushing towards them and seemed to be no match for them, so they retreated.

At this moment, Wukong's stick hit the void, and when the stick landed, a wail was heard, and the big monkey with long arms and legs was beaten to its true form, with its head smashed.

The two sharp arrows just found the thick arms and legs that were rushing over, and pierced into the throats of the two men.

Three wail sounds were heard, followed by a "bang". The people below only saw the jubilant Lu Mao whose soul suddenly exploded, fell to the ground and turned into ashes.

"what!"

"What's wrong with him?"

"what's the situation?"

"How did he die?"

 …

There were exclamations one after another, but no one knew what had happened on the fighting spirit table.

This is the fighting spirit. What each person’s summoned creature is and how they fight are all their own secrets, because anyone who knows their secrets must be dead.

Therefore, no one is allowed to watch anything that happens on the fighting spirit arena!

Qin Feng ignored what the people below were saying. He let out a long sigh, stood up, looked at the eleventh floor, and stepped onto the stairs.

Exclamations and screams came one after another. Continuous challenges across levels were too rare here. Today they were really enlightened!

The two sat down and started fighting. It was a 4V4 situation, and it was still the four-member pilgrim team that fought.

This time, Qin Feng felt some pressure. The two sides had equal numbers, and the opponent had fine control and was quite powerful. Qin Feng also went all out, and it took him a full stick of incense to defeat his opponent.

Looking at the crazy audience below the stage, Qin Feng wiped the sweat off his forehead and stood up again, walking up to the twelfth floor.