Not long after, as soon as he came to power, Li Hurfeng relied on his strength to attack.

The strength of his punch is very terrifying, and when he punches out, the air explodes inch by inch, and if it hits his body, it will definitely be a serious injury. Moreover, this Li Hurfeng didn't have the slightest idea of pity for Xiang Xiang and Jade, and the bombardment of punch after punch made Luo Yanchen have no chance to fight back at all.

However, Luo Yanchen is also smart, and he doesn't fight hard with the other party, taking advantage of the terrain of the ring, he casts a hundred zhang dragon steps, and constantly wrestles with Li Qiangfeng.

At this moment, Li Yanfeng couldn't get close to Luo Yanchen's body at all, but Luo Yanchen's sword was swallowing, which made him quite jealous.

The two kept fighting each other, tempting, the scene was not intense, the fight was comparable, and there was no way to tell the winner for a long time.

"Li Hurfeng, are you still not a man anymore? you can't even deal with a woman, it's better to get out of the ring as soon as possible!"

"Li Hurfeng, I think you better admit defeat early, you have this little ability, you went to the Third Courtyard Dabi to give people a head, and it was embarrassing!"

"Senior Sister Luo, come on, I support you and defeat Li Hurricane!"

Around the ring, many disciples of good deeds began to shout.

If Ye Chengqiang is the first beauty in the lower courtyard, then Luo Yanchen can definitely be ranked second, so there are not a few supporters.

These boos, shouts, did affect Rao's state of mind.

Li Hurricane suddenly messed up the rhythm and became impatient, although his fist technique was still domineering and violent, but there was no order.

For a master, any detail of the fight can lead to failure, Li Hurfeng was in a mess, Luo Yanchen immediately found an opportunity, and swung Li Hurwind's fist with a sword, and then the sword qi slashed across his face and pointed directly at his throat.

At a distance of three inches, Luo Yanchen's sword stopped.

Li Hurfeng stood in place, not daring to move, and said with a dejected face: "I, I lost... ”

"Take!"

Luo Yanchen clenched his fists and smiled slightly.

The first battle was finally decided, and it ended with Luo Yanchen's victory.

In this competition, there is not much difference in the strength of the two, what they fight is the details, Li Hurricane is eager to win, and Luo Yanchen seized the opportunity.

Soon, the second fight began.

It was Ye Tingcheng who came on the field, and her opponent was also an old disciple of the eightfold spiritual vein, but he was very self-aware, and he would admit defeat as soon as he came to power.

Anyway, there is no hope of defeating Ye Tingcheng, it is better to leave a good impression and really do it, in case you are seriously injured, it will take a while to heal your injuries, and you will have to suffer in vain, and you will waste the resources and time of cultivation.

The third battle is Luo Jin, and there is an old disciple, this is another battle without suspense, and the old disciple has no doubt that he also admits defeat when he comes to the stage.

In the fourth game, it was finally Ye Feng and Song Yun's turn.

Before the two of them came to the stage, when the voice of the elder's announcement fell, countless disciples in the seats in all directions were already cheering.

I haven't seen any outstanding fights in three consecutive games, and this one can finally feast my eyes.

The grievances between Song Yun and Ye Feng are no longer needed, Song Shanhe was almost disabled, in order to retaliate, Song Yun demolished Ye Feng's yard, and the contradiction between the two was deep and could not be resolved.

The two stepped into the ring one after another, and there was a strong smell of hu0ya0 in the air.

"Humph!"

As soon as he saw Ye Feng come to power, Song Yun let out a cold snort from his nose and said: "Ye Feng, you ninth-class pariahs are very good at being a shrunken turtle, you have been hiding for so long, and after all, you still can't get rid of the fate of being trampled on the ground by me, right? This time, how can you hide? Tell you, I won't give you a chance to admit defeat, you just wait to be ravaged by me!"

"What a big breath, Song Yun, do you think you have the chance to win?" Ye Feng was not angry, and said with a faint smile.

Song Yun's face was arrogant: "What? Do you think in front of me, what chance do you have for this salted fish to turn over? Hahaha, it's not that I, Song Yun, are too conceited, but you are a group of ninth-class pariahs, all of them are garbage, and in the face of absolute strength, you can only take advantage of your tongue." ”

Ye Feng was much lazy, stretched out his palm, and said lightly: "I really don't know, where did you get your confidence." Are all the fools and fools at the bottom occupied by the two major families of Wang and Song? However, it is useless, you fool, if you don't teach you a profound lesson, you will never know what pain is!"

"It's true that you are sharp-tongued, you ninth-class pariahs, that is, you can only have a little prestige on your tongue!"

Song Yun's face moved, and a touch of imperceptible killing intent emanated, and then his eyes were fierce: "Ye Feng, I will trample him to the ground in front of all the disciples of the lower courtyard today, and let you know that a ninth-class untouchable is a ninth-class untouchable, and there will never be a day to come out!"

"You've got too much nonsense!"

Ye Feng smiled coldly and said, "It's really a bit of a waste of my time, forget it, defeat you within three moves, and save you some face!"

Wow!

Hearing this, the disciples watching around the ring were all dumbfounded.

"What? This Ye Feng is too crazy, isn't he? Defeating Song Yun in three moves, isn't he joking?"

"How is this possible? He is only eightfold in the spiritual vein, and Song Yun has stepped into the ninefold spiritual vein for a long time, and there is no difference in strength between the two rao, where did he get the courage to dare to say such a big thing?"

"It's just a showmanship, I don't believe it, he can defeat Song Yun in three moves, does he think that Senior Brother Song is Jiang Yulang's kind of goods?"

"Crazy! It's really arrogant enough, among the new disciples of this year, this Ye Feng is the most outstanding newcomer, and he is also the most courageous new disciple!"

"However, arrogance has a price, he will only anger Senior Brother Song like this, looking at it, the end of this son will definitely be very miserable. ”

Many disciples were discussing, and they were shocked by Ye Feng's words.

However, no one is optimistic about Ye Feng.

Whether it is strength, cultivation realm, or fame, Ye Feng is far from Song Yun, no matter how bad Song Yun is, he is also one of the four powerhouses, a master of the ninefold spiritual vein.

The disciples of the lower courtyard, those who have cultivated to the ninefold realm of the spiritual vein, there are only four people in total.

"What??!"

Sure enough, hearing this, Song Yun's face sank, and he said murderously: "Ye Feng, you ninth-class pariah, I think you are looking for death!"

Sou!

Finally, Song Yun was enraged by Ye Feng's arrogant tone, and while speaking, his body flew up, and his tall body descended, and he was violent, and he bombarded Ye Feng with a punch in the air.

The first strike is strong, and the second strike suffers, this truth, Song Yun still understands.

His punch can be said to have exhausted the strength of his whole body, and with all his strength, his fist broke through the air, like the webbing of a giant bear and the claws of a tiger, and bombarded down.

However, in the face of this punch, Ye Feng stood still, and even did not make any resistance or counterattack.