As soon as Wild Blade woke up, he looked at Lu Chuxue with astonished eyes. Lu Chuxue immediately said to Wild Blade, “For the glory of the Holy Dragon’s blood, stand up and continue to fight!”

After hearing Lu Chuxue’s words, Wild Blade’s entire body trembled with excitement, and his eyes instantly became incomparably fanatical. He opened his mouth and prepared to say something more to Lu Chuxue. The Lu Chuxue man had already jumped off the arena, and then his entire body flashed back to Jiang Feng’s side.

Wild Blade glanced at Lu Chuxue and suddenly glared at the Barbarian King. The Barbarian King was shocked by Wild Blade’s sudden awakening. Wild Blade immediately roared, “For the glory of the Holy Dragon’s blood!”

Endless saber intent permeated the entire arena, and the aura of tyranny spread everywhere.

Wild Saber directly raised his long saber that was the size of a door and jumped up. In midair, Wild Saber slashed straight at the Barbarian King. Before the saber arrived, the saber intent surged towards the Barbarian King like a tidal wave. The Barbarian King was intimidated by Wild Blade’s saber intent, and he couldn’t even react.

At this moment, the second floor of the Life and Death Gambling Arena let out a cry of alarm, “Kriel! No!”

Puchi! The long saber hacked down from above the Barbarian King’s head, splitting the Barbarian King’s strong body into two. On the second floor, an old man jumped onto the arena. Without saying a word, the old man slapped Wild Blade with his palm.

Mad Saber’s previous strike had already exhausted all of the madness in his body. At this moment, Mad Saber was currently in the weakest state of his body. Seeing the old man’s palm strike, Wild Blade closed his eyes.

However, at this moment, the life and death arena was suddenly filled with snowflakes. Suddenly, the snowflakes wrapped around Wild Blade’s body and moved to the side. Then the snowflakes changed into Jiang Feng’s appearance, and Jiang Feng directly clashed with the skinny old man.

Pu … Jiang Feng only used seven success points in this palm strike, but the skinny old man still spat out a mouthful of blood and flew back.

With this palm strike, Jiang Feng was able to accurately determine that the old man’s cultivation was only at the late stage of Body Fusion. Ever since arriving at the God Realm, Jiang Feng had witnessed people like the Fifth Ring, Zhong Bin, Ma Jiudu, and the others. Each of them was either at the Crossing Calamity Stage or the Mahayana Stage. Jiang Feng had thought that the God Realm had “crossed calamity like a dog, and the Mahayana Stage was everywhere”.

He didn’t know that with his current cultivation at the Late Dongxu stage, he was already considered a first-rate expert outside the Divine Dynasty.

The old man probably didn’t expect Jiang Feng’s cultivation to be so high. Just as his body landed, he shouted, “Hua Shengwu! Are you going to disobey His Highness the Third Prince’s orders? Hurry up and help!”

Jiang Feng’s eyes lit up as soon as the old man said those words. He hurriedly turned his head to look at the second floor. Hua Shengwu on the second floor coldly scolded, “Trash who can’t accomplish anything and lose more!”

Hua Shengwu walked out of the private room on the second floor and ordered, “Someone!”

In the blink of an eye, a large group of people surged out from the Life and Death Gambling Arena. Jiang Feng swept a glance, and the number of people was no less than three hundred. Standing on the second floor, Hua Shengwu said, “Those who have nothing to do with this matter should leave immediately. This life and death gamble is null and void. All bets placed by everyone should be returned with the proof of the Shengwu Stronghold.”

As soon as Hua Shengwu said those words, the people in the Life and Death Gambling Stage immediately left in different directions. Jiang Feng and the others were the only ones left, apart from Hua Shengwu’s subordinates.

Although the number of Jiang Feng and the others combined with Hua Shengwu’s subordinates was not small, in this huge life and death gambling arena, such a small number of people were still somewhat empty.

Wild Blade’s entire body was powerless because the aftereffects of the third stage of Wild Transformation were occurring. Jiang Feng threw the Berserk Saber at Lu Chuxue and flicked a pill at him at the same time.

“Feed him the medicine. Otherwise, he’ll have to peel off a few layers of skin if he doesn’t die.”

“Oh, oh.” Lu Chuxue hurriedly caught the pill that Jiang Feng had thrown over and reached out to support Wild Blade. Berserk Blade’s consciousness was currently in a semi-conscious and semi-confused state. He looked at Lu Chu Xue with great difficulty. Lu Chu Xue was like a cheating divine rod on the street. He said to Berserk Blade with a holy expression, “For the glory of the Holy Dragon’s blood, you must live strong. Come, my child, let me give you strength!”

As soon as Lu Chuxue finished speaking, he stuffed the pill Jiang Feng had given him into Wild Blade’s mouth. The pill immediately melted into a warm current that flowed through Wild Blade’s body. Then, the warm current directly entered Wild Blade’s dantian.

Kuang Dao could clearly feel the recovery of his inner strength. He excitedly grabbed Lu Chuxue with both hands and shouted with difficulty, “Prophet! You are the Prophet of the Kuang Clan!”

Lu Chuxue pretended not to understand what Wild Blade was saying. In fact, Lu Chuxue’s heart had already bloomed with laughter. He had learned from Wen Que Dong, who had traveled extensively, that the leader of the Berserk Race was the Berserk Race’s prophet.

The Wild Race prophets weren’t necessarily people from the Wild Race, but rather, they felt a bit like a destined candidate. In the past, every Prophet of the Berserk Race would nurture the next Prophet of the Berserk Race before his death. However, the previous Prophet of the Berserk Race was assassinated by a barbarian assassin. He died in his prime, so he had yet to elect the next Prophet for the Berserk Race. It was precisely because of this that the Berserkers were still scattered, unable to gather together to contend against the barbarians.

After hearing Que Dong’s introduction to the Berserker Prophet, Lu Chuxue immediately had the thought of pretending to be a Berserker Prophet.

He first asked Que Dong what the characteristics of the Berserk Prophet were. Wen Que Dong told Lu Chuxue that the Wild Race prophets were generally weaker and weaker, and weren’t good at fighting. However, the Berserker Prophet was the only one who could relieve the Berserker’s third level of berserk state, and he could also heal the Berserker’s injuries caused by the Berserker’s overdrafting of his strength.

Obviously, with Jiang Feng’s help, Lu Chu Xue had already perfectly accomplished these two things. Wild Blade also perfectly displayed the simplicity and bold lines of the Wild Race. Without thinking, it was determined that Lu Chuxue was a Wild Race prophet.

If it was an ordinary person who planned to disguise as a Berserker Prophet and deceive Berserker Blade, that person might have already admitted his identity. However, someone as simple as Wild Blade encountered someone as cunning and cunning as Jiang Feng who had lived with him for many years.

Lu Chuxue didn’t know about the Berserker Prophet’s abilities in the future, so he pretended that he didn’t know anything.

What he needed to do now was to behave exactly like the Berserker Prophet, but he didn’t admit that he was a Berserker Prophet. He wanted Berserker Blade and the other Berserkers to beg him to become Berserker Prophets.

While Wild Blade was still explaining to Lu Chuxue what a Wild Race prophet was, Jiang Feng and the others had already entered a state of intense fighting with the people from the Holy Martial Stronghold.

Jiang Feng deliberately didn’t release the Sword Saint Corpse Ba, just to test his current strength. However, Jiang Feng was shocked when he didn’t know about the test. Jiang Feng did not expect that he would be so powerful now.

He casually took out an immortal sword from the Taiyi Pill Cauldron. As the immortal sword waved, snowflakes gradually appeared beside Jiang Feng. At first, the snowflakes weren’t very eye catching, but then they exploded and dozens of sword lights flew out.

A snowflake dozens of sword lights flew out, but what about a hundred snowflakes? What about a thousand?

In the life and death arena, Jiang Feng danced with an immortal sword very casually and elegantly. He was still stepping on the Ghost Shadow Illusion Steps, and Jiang Feng’s afterimage could be seen everywhere in the center of the entire life and death gambling arena. As Jiang Feng’s afterimage flashed past, bloody mist continued to explode.

Jiang Feng felt somewhat intoxicated by the feeling of his strength crushing everything.

With such a big event happening in the Life and Death Gambling Stage, the people of the Holy Martial Village would naturally react accordingly. In the various passages of the Life and Death Gambling Stage, people from the Holy Martial Village kept pouring in.

However, these people were no different from the people who had fallen to the ground earlier. They were basically not Jiang Feng’s enemies.

Jiang Feng’s cultivation had already reached the late stage of Void Paradise, and he had already begun to refine the Limitless Sword Dao. His strength was far beyond what he could compare to when he first arrived at the God Realm.

Standing on the second floor watching Hua Shengwu who had not made a move until now, seeing that so many of his subordinates had died, he finally couldn’t hold back any longer.

Hua Shengwu first took out a jade talisman from his Hundred Treasures Pouch and crushed it. Then, he shouted, “If you dare to cause trouble in our Holy Martial Village, I think you’re simply courting death!”

Following Hua Shengwu’s voice, a white figure jumped down from the second floor. At the same time, a white rainbow lit up in mid-air and shot straight at Jiang Feng.

“Leave him alive!”

Jiang Feng, who was standing at the center of the Life and Death Gambling Stage, suddenly put away the Immortal Sword in his hand and stood there with his hands behind his back.

Hua Shengwu flew towards Jiang Feng with his sword in hand. He was secretly delighted to see that Jiang Feng hadn’t moved. This was because Hua Shengwu had an Immortal Technique that could erupt with the strongest power within a hundred meters.

Just as Hua Shengwu was silently chanting the Immortal Arts, a black figure suddenly appeared beside Jiang Feng. The black figure flashed, and Hua Shengwu, who was still in midair, suddenly felt his left arm and right arm giving off a slight chill at the same time.

Suddenly, Hua Shengwu’s left arm and right arm fell to the ground at the same time with a “puchi” sound. Both of his arms were cut off shoulders, and the incision was extremely smooth.

Blood sprayed out like a fountain, and Jiang Feng’s figure flashed in front of Hua Shengwu. His fingers were filled with silver needles. Then, the silver needles flew out of Jiang Feng’s fingers and submerged into dozens of acupoints, large and small, near Hua Shengwu’s shoulder.

The wounds on Hua Shengwu’s left and right arms immediately stopped bleeding. Jiang Feng looked at the frightened Hua Shengwu and smiled. “It’s not difficult to revive a broken limb in the God Realm, but it’s not easy to revive a dead body in the God Realm.”

Therefore, if you are obedient enough, I can spare your life. You still have the possibility of making a comeback. But if you don’t know what to do, not only will I kill you, I also have enough medical skills to guarantee that you will be killed after experiencing the most unimaginable tortures in the God Realm.

If you understand what I’m saying, I’ll ask you now. Third Prince Tuoba Feng, did you send a group of people to the Southern Barbarian Domain? You have a chance to answer. I hope you can make good use of it. ”