"Hmph, the grasshopper shakes the tree, and it is not self-sufficient!"

The second prince Li Ting looked disdainful, sneered, and slowly walked off the ring.

Li Ting is indeed crazy, but he has arrogant capital, and around the ring, there was a lot of cheers, and many people applauded Li Ting's strong ability.

In this world, only the strong will be respected, and no one will sympathize with the weak.

Next, in the third, fourth, and fifth rounds, the top ten disciples and masters entered the ring one by one, and after the winners and losers were divided, the top five list of the ranking battle finally came out.

Ye Feng, Ye Tingcheng, Li Ting, Tuoba Liuyun, Li Julu!

Soon, the two deacons and elders came to the stage again and announced: "Okay, the battle for the top three in the ranking battle will be decided next, after the draw, the first game, Ye Feng against Li Julu, and the second game, Li Ting against Tuoba Liuyun. Ye Chengcheng, bye! The bye disciples will compete with the two defeated disciples to determine the third place!"

Another elder also said in a loud voice: "The battle for the top three, start now, Ye Feng, Li Julu, come to power!"

This battle is very important, the winner will be able to advance to the top three, in addition to the rewards of the competition, you can also freely choose the immortal Dao Xuanmen, and more importantly, become famous.

With such a grand event in the martial arts competition, the world will only remember the top three, as for the later rankings, who will care?

Therefore, fame is sometimes more important to a monk than his life.

"Brother, come on!"

"Ye Feng, relax your mind, don't be nervous!"

"If you can't beat it, admit defeat, don't be strong. ”

Ye Feng just stood up, and on the side, Ye Yingying, Zheng Huan, and Ye Chengcheng said one after another.

Ye Feng smiled, didn't say anything, and stepped into the ring directly.

On the opposite side, there was a young man in his twenties, with an extraordinary bearing, it was Li Julu from Julu Academy.

"This battle, this Ye Feng is probably a little dangerous, Li Julu is said to have challenged eighty-one masters in a row for this martial arts competition in Julu Academy, and it is rare to meet opponents. ”

"Li Julu is indeed very strong, after all, it is the first day of Julu Academy, I have watched his fighting skills in the ring, this person is extremely good at swordsmanship, and his swordsmanship is unpredictable, and ordinary people can't resist it with a sword and lose. ”

"That's really dangerous, let's see how this Ye Feng responds, after all, it is the biggest dark horse in this tournament, and there should be one or two hole cards on him. ”

"Yes, the four princes were all defeated at the hands of Ye Feng, but I am optimistic about him and can continue to cause upsets. ”

Before the two of them could fight, the surrounding academy disciples began to discuss.

At this time, on the other side of the ring, Li Julu was holding a crimson long sword in his hand, pointing at Ye Feng, and said with a cold look in his eyes: "You don't have a sword, then just admit defeat, I don't want to defeat my opponent too easily." ”

"Swordsmanship? ”

Hearing this, Ye Feng smiled, took out the Demon Slaying Sword from his body, and waved it casually in the air, and the sound of a sword chant was transmitted.

The faint sword on the Demon Slaying Sword is even more powerful.

"Wow! This Ye Feng is actually a master of swordsmanship, haven't you seen him perform any swordsmanship prodigies before?"

"The flying sword in his hand seems to be a spiritual weapon, and if he doesn't make a move, he will be a blockbuster as soon as he shoots, I don't know what his swordsmanship skills are!"

"The duel between the two masters of swordsmanship, this competition is wonderful, enjoyable, enjoyable!"

Seeing Ye Feng sacrifice the flying sword, the surroundings of the ring immediately roared and became even more enthusiastic.

"That's good, ordinary people can support a sword in my hand is already a master, I hope you can support a few more moves in my hand, otherwise this tournament is really too boring, and there is no one who can fight!"

Li Julu is an indifferent and ruthless person, and he said indifferently with his eyes.

Swish!

After finishing speaking, he didn't talk nonsense, his body moved, and he flew over like a ghost, and the red long sword in his hand drew a sword light in the air, and between the swallows, a sharp and incomparable sword qi slashed towards Ye Feng in an instant.

I have to say that Li Julu is indeed a genius of the way of the sword, his sword qi is sharp, sharp, and murderous, which contains a taste of killing.

It's like an indifferent and ruthless swordsman, who flashes his sword when he meets the enemy, and when he sees blood, he seals his throat, and a sword must be killed.

Sonor!

However, his sword slashed down, but was blocked by Ye Feng's incomparably accurate resistance, the edge of the demon slaying sword was even more fierce, after resisting this sword, the sword blade swung, and the sword stabbed Li Julu instead.

"Huh?"

Li Julu's obvious face was shocked, he didn't care about Ye Feng at first, but the impact of this sword made him understand that the person in front of him was not a mediocre person.

"Turning clouds and rain!"

Li Julu's reaction was also extremely fast, his body retreated again and again, and while avoiding Ye Feng's sword assassination, he flew forward again, and several sword qi diffused out.

Whew!

In the air, there was a rain of swords everywhere, whistling and windy, and the sword qi was agitated, and the sharpness was incomparable.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

However, Ye Feng's face did not change, and the demon slaying sword in his hand struck out again and again, and all the sword rain was actually defeated in an instant, dissipating invisibly.

"What?!"

At this moment, Li Julu was shocked, he was extremely confident in his shot, the first sword was a temptation, but this second sword was his desperate killing move, the rain swordsmanship.

It's the first time that someone, the swordsmanship is so exquisite, and he is superb, and he actually resisted and defeated all his sword qi.

"Your swordsmanship doesn't seem to be very good, why don't you try my sword?"

When Li Julu was stunned, on the other side, Ye Feng smiled and spoke.

Swish!

Ye Feng actually began to fight back, and the speed was as fast as lightning, and he slashed out with a sword in the air from a distance of dozens of steps.

Cracking sound!

When he slashed out with this sword, the sky was full of thunder flashes, and layers of sword qi, like a sword net, spread out, and the volley enveloped Li Julu in it.

"Damn it!"

Li Julu's face changed drastically, he raised his crimson long sword, and resisted again and again, wanting to split this sword net.

Bang bang bang!

But it didn't work, all the sword qi in the sky was killed on Li Julu's body, and the sound of fried beans exploded one after another.

The magic robe on Li Julu's body was torn inch by inch, blood splattered out, and he himself spat out a stream of blood, and retreated dozens of steps one after another.

Bite!

Li Julu pointed at the ground with a red long sword, barely supporting his body, he raised his head slightly, stared at Ye Feng with frightened eyes, and asked word by word, "What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Ye Feng's face was indifferent, and he said, "Divine Sword Thunder!"

"Poof!"

Li Julu spat out a mouthful of blood again, his whole face turned pale, and he fell under the ring in a gloomy manner.

The magic robes on his body were all torn, and the sword qi pierced his body, but it was not serious, just some skin injuries, and the reason why he fell out of the ring was because of failure, which made his heart go away.

For a sword cultivator, he was defeated, and Li Julu relied on his swordsmanship belief for so many years, which collapsed.

He had a hard time accepting the fact that he was doing.