"Look, this is Wu Ji's signature move, the fatal blow!"
"Oh my god, it's truly the fatal blow. It's over, everything is over. Once that fatal blow is unleashed, Chu Feng is doomed without a doubt."
Looking at the fighting platform that was surrounded by a aura of hostility and dimmed down, people outside the ring shouted in shock. Everyone couldn't calm down because some had recognized that this was Wu Ji's most powerful attack.
This martial skill is not from the Blue Dragon Sect or Wu Ji's family, but it is Wu Ji's unique martial skill. It is a very powerful martial skill.
There are many rumors about this martial skill. Some say it was obtained by Wu Ji in a certain ruin, and others say it was inherited from a certain master. Even some people suspected that Zhong Li Yifu wanted to take Wu Ji as a disciple because he wanted to master Wu Ji's fatal blow.
This fatal blow is extremely powerful. Although it is a five-stage martial skill, in fact, its power is comparable to a six-stage martial skill. When it is released, in the midst of the chaos, a glimmer of cold light passes by, and the opponent dies at that moment.
And there is a rumor that when fighting Wu Ji, one must not allow him to use this move because as long as Wu Ji uses this move, the opponent will inevitably fall under his sword, even those with stronger power than Wu Ji cannot resist.
Now that Wu Ji's move has been released, almost all the people in the ring think that Chu Feng is definitely doomed. Even Su Mei and Su Ruo, the sister duo, had their eyebrows drawn together, their fists tightly clenched, deeply sweating for Chu Feng.
"Poosh"
Finally, in that chaotic and dimmed darkness, a glimmer of cold light passed through the air in the shape of a half-moon, and a stream of blood also flew up with it. At this moment, the dim fighting platform finally returned to its previous state.
"Oh my god, this..."
However, when people saw the scene on the fighting platform, none of them remained calm. Their expressions changed dramatically, their eyes wide open, their mouths agape in astonishment, and even some people's tongues trembled.
Because at this moment, Chu Feng was still standing on the fighting platform. Even though the blood blurred the scene, there was not the slightest scratch on his body, and his face was not even covered with dust. It was so calm, so unpressured, so composed, so at ease. That was true freedom.
But looking at Wu Ji, he had already risen on both knees and fallen to the ground. Two bright red blood flows were rapidly spilling from his knees, interweaving to form a beautiful blood painting.
"Ah..."
At this moment, all the people in the ring lost their composure. Because they had imagined all kinds of tragic scenes for Chu Feng, but they never expected the ending to be like this. The fifth-level martial artist Wu Ji from the Blue Dragon List, Wu Ji from the ninth place on the Blue Dragon List, Wu Ji who unleashed the fatal blow, was defeated by Chu Feng's sword, and the defeat was so complete.
"You lost."
Just then, Chu Feng's golden long sword rested on Wu Ji's shoulder, landing beside his neck.
Seeing this, people's expressions changed again. Because they could see the murderous intent emerging in Chu Feng's eyes, the smirk on his lips. This was definitely not a joke. Chu Feng was really going to kill.
But don't forget that Wu Ji's family is a sword art family, Wu Ji's brother is Gong Luyun, and Wu Ji's master is Zhong Li Yifu. All three parties, no matter which one, are things that Chu Feng cannot provoke. Chu Feng dared to kill Wu Ji, that was undoubtedly taking a risk.
However, Chu Feng moved. His sword moved. Everyone knew that Wu Ji was doomed. Regardless of Chu Feng's fate, but at this moment, Wu Ji was destined to be killed by Chu Feng.
"Stop!"
Just then, a fierce shout suddenly rang out, like thunder cracking, causing everyone's ears to ring. Even those with weaker power were knocked unconscious by the shock. Looking around, no one was stunned. Only one old man was standing outside the life-and-death platform, staring intently at Chu Feng.
This old man was dressed in a black robe and carried a black long sword at his back. His pupils were very strange, like the eyes of an eagle, sharp and fierce. At this moment, the two cold beams that shot out completely enveloped Chu Feng.
"Zhong Li Yilu!" The sharp-eyed ones recognized the origin of this person. He was the famous guest elder of the Blue Dragon Sect, Zhong Li Yilu.
"Zhong Li Yilu has arrived, Wu Jiutie is saved."
Wu Jiutie's close friend let out a sigh of relief. Because they didn't think that Chu Feng would dare to kill Wu Jiutie in front of this person. You know, Zhong Li Yilu was a powerful Xuanwu Realm fighter, and he was a prominent figure in the entire Blue Dragon Sect.
Moreover, Zhong Li Yilu had an odd personality and was always conceited. With his temperament, if Chu Feng dared to kill Wu Jiutie, he would definitely dare to act, and kill Chu Feng.
"Is there something?" Chu Feng had already stopped the twitching golden long sword and calmly glanced at Zhong Li Yilu.
"This young man, that Wu Jiutie is my disciple. I wonder if you can show some mercy and spare his life?" Zhong Li Yilu spoke calmly, but his tone didn't have a hint of pleading. Instead, it was like an order.
"Humph." However, in response to Zhong Li Yilu's words, Chu Feng merely snorted coldly and then saw his large arm suddenly swing, a golden light flashed by, and Wu Jiutie's head fell to the ground.
"..." This scene scared everyone. Chu Feng not only ignored Zhong Li Yilu's plea but also killed Wu Jiutie in front of Zhong Li Yilu.
And he even cut off Wu Jiutie's head. This behavior was simply too crazy. Crazy to the point that people found it hard to accept. But when Chu Feng said the next sentence, people knew what a true lunatic was.
"You can let me go if you want. What do you think you are?" Chu Feng grabbed Wu Jiutie's head and disdainfully said to Zhong Li Yilu.