"Ten moves!"

As soon as Luo Feng's words came out, everyone was shocked, and the voices of surprise and doubt resounded one after another.

"Ten moves to defeat Ye Tang, this Luo Feng really dares to say. ”

"Yes, Ye Tang is also a late-stage cultivator of the Nine Heavenly Court Realm, and he is still the son of the Ye family, and the martial arts he cultivates must be extraordinary. Luo Feng's hope of defeating Ye Tang was very slim, and he even threatened to win within ten moves, which was too self-defeating. ”

"With back-to-back wins, he may have been carried away by the victory. ”

Hearing Luo Feng's words, the young junjie present thought that Luo Feng was too arrogant, and even the heads of those big forces shook their heads one after another.

Yang Wan'er bit her red lip, her eyes were a little annoyed: "I obviously know that Ye Tang is a master in the late stage of the Nine Heavenly Court Realm, and he is still so arrogant!"

Yang Wan'er didn't notice it herself, and unconsciously, she was already worried about Luo Feng.

Luo Feng said these words at this moment, if he couldn't defeat Ye Tang within ten moves, he would definitely be looked down upon by everyone, thinking that he had a little achievement and was arrogant.

"Hahaha......"

A burst of laughter resounded over the square, Ye Tang looked at Luo Feng, as if he had heard something funny, he looked up to the sky and laughed, the murderous aura in the laughter was undisguised, and it was obvious that he had already moved the real fire.

"Defeat me in ten moves!Luo Feng, I originally thought you were just a little arrogant, but I didn't expect that you were not only arrogant, but also stupid! You are not worthy of Yang Wan'er at all!"

The arrogant laughter was still echoing, and Ye Tang couldn't help but kill him.

Boom!

On the way, Ye Tang drew his sword.

The sword is one foot seven inches long, two fingers wide, the flame light flashes on it, and as soon as the sword is unsheathed, the entire platform is sharp, and the flame light emerges, making it impossible to look at it directly.

Everyone in the square felt a wave of heat lapping over, as if there was an extra round of sun in the sky.

"It's Ye Tang's Red Cultivation Sword!

Looking at the red sword in Ye Tang's hand, many young junjies showed envy in their eyes.

Second-grade spirit soldiers, this is a treasure that every martial artist wants to get, which can allow martial artists to exert stronger strength.

At the same time, everyone was even more sure that Luo Feng was not Ye Tang's opponent.

"Luo Feng, this is my red sword, a second-grade spirit soldier, sharpening iron like mud. You haven't seen a second-grade spirit soldier yet, have you? ”

Ye Tang laughed and looked at Luo Feng with a sneer.

He deliberately said this to put pressure on Luo Feng.

"It's really unfortunate that my sword is also a second-grade spirit soldier. ”

Phew!

Luo Feng's expression was indifferent, and with a wave of his hand, the Fuyan Knife shot out a flame sword qi, leaving a terrifying knife mark on the platform.

"Luo Feng's knife can spontaneously emit sword qi, and it is also a second-grade spirit soldier!"

There was an exclamation from the audience.

"He even has a second-grade spirit soldier!"

Countless pairs of eyes stared at the angry knife in Luo Feng's hand, envious and a little incredulous at the same time.

The second-grade spirit soldiers are priceless, and they are priceless, Ye Tang, as the son of the Ye family, has a second-grade spirit soldier, it is not surprising, seeing that Luo Feng also has a second-grade spirit soldier, many people are somewhat surprised.

Ye Tang's face was gloomy, he deliberately said that he had a second-grade spirit soldier, just to deter Luo Feng, but he didn't expect the other party to have it.

Moreover, looking at the power of the sword qi just now, the quality of the opponent's spirit soldiers is still above the red training sword!

Looking at the angry knife in Luo Feng's hand, Ye Tang's heart swelled with strong anger, as well as jealousy, and his disobedience swelled rapidly.

"Luo Feng, what if you have a second-grade spirit soldier, the spirit soldier is a foreign object after all, and you will never be my opponent. Defeat me!"

As he spoke, Ye Tang was dressed in clothes and had no wind, and the red training sword shone one red one after another, like a heavenly fire meteor, burning the surrounding air with a rattling sound, and it seemed that it would burn at any time.

Phew!

Ye Tang stabbed out with a sword in the air, and the blade of the sword boiled into the air, forming a huge flame sword qi that enveloped Luo Feng.

Yang Wan'er frowned slightly, she could feel the fierceness of this sword from such a distance, Ye Tang was not so simple as cultivating to a high level.

Facing the flame sword qi that shrouded him, Luo Feng did not retreat, and a sneering smile appeared on his face.

Ye Tang showed off his sword to himself just now, and now he said that the spirit soldier was a foreign object, which was really shameless to the extreme.

The smile on his face converged, Luo Feng's eyes locked on Ye Tang, and his originally indifferent temperament was in vain, like a towering and dangerous peak rising from the ground, and the angry knife in his hand made a roaring sound, as if a dragon roared and a tiger roared.

"First move!"

With a cold snort, Luo Feng stepped forward, and the amazing momentum like a mountain peak shrank into his body and slashed out.

Bang!

A huge sword qi roared out, like thunder shuttling through the night sky.

The thunder sword qi continued to twist, and the speed was incredibly fast, avoiding the flame sword qi, it actually came first, and it instantly arrived in front of Ye Tang's eyes.

"What kind of knife technique is this!"

Ye Tang was shocked, he didn't expect Luo Feng's sword technique to be so weird, he could avoid his sword qi by a fraction of a millimeter, and attack himself first.

"Yan Jing Sword Qi!"

A look of annoyance appeared on his face, Ye Tang's footsteps stepped heavily on the ground, and red light erupted from his body, rising into the sky, forming a red sword gang!

The red sword gang was nearly four zhang high, crystal like jade, and it was rushing into the sky, protecting Ye Tang's body, and there were flames beating on the surface.

Bang!

The sword slashed the red sword gang, and in the thunderous roar, a thick crack appeared on the sword gang, and Ye Tang was shocked by the huge force and retreated again and again.

"Hmm, Yan Jing's sword qi can't stop him. ”

Tang Qi's eyes were sharp, and he looked at Ye Tang, who looked a little embarrassed, and his expression was quite surprised.

Yanjing Sword Qi is a Xuan-level lower-grade martial art of the Heavenly Sword Palace, and it is a basic martial art that the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Hall must cultivate.

Ye Tang is a late stage cultivator of the Nine Heavenly Court Realm, and he used the Yanjing Sword Qi, which is logically difficult for a martial artist of the same level to crack, and Luo Feng almost defeated Jian Gang with one sword, which is indeed incredible.

Bang!

The moment the sword slashed at Ye Tang, Ye Tang's sword qi also reached Luo Feng's body, and was defeated by Luo Feng's punch.

"Hurry!"

The sword didn't hurt Luo Feng, and he was even shocked by the other party and retreated, Ye Tang was annoyed and angry, and shouted.

The flame crystal sword qi that enveloped Ye Tang's whole body was rising steadily, and the sharp qi overflowed, pouring into the Red Cultivation Sword.

Airplanes!

The Red Lian Sword was blazing, as if it was burning violently, and the scorching breath made the surrounding air constantly distort, and a volley of swords slashed towards Luo Feng.

Bang!

A thunderous sound sounded in the whole square, the heat wave was four, and the water around the competition platform was constantly tumbling, and the heat was steaming, and it was close to boiling.

"What an amazing sword aura!"

Everyone was shocked by the power of Ye Tang's sword.

The leaders of the forces close to Shuibo have taken action one after another, striking out pieces of walls of Gangqi to stop the heat wave.

Luo Feng's eyes were sharp, there seemed to be wind and thunder flashing in his eyes, and layers of electric light rolled on the Nuyan knife, and he couldn't stop beating

"Thunder!"

The vitality was running to the extreme, Luo Feng held the knife in both hands and directly slashed and swung out.

Cracking sound!

The electric phantom slashed out with the Fuyan Knife, turning into a thunder knife net, enveloping the entire platform in it, and the aftermath cut countless cracks on the surface of the platform.

"Gang Qi generates electricity! This is the Puppet Gate's Thunder Knife Technique! How can Luo Feng know this Sword Technique. Yang Dingtian was quite surprised when he saw the surging electric scene on the martial arts platform.

He had looked up some information about the puppet sect in ancient books, and recognized that Luo Feng was using the puppet gate's thunder sword technique at the moment.

It's just that this thunder sword technique, with the mysterious disappearance of the puppet gate thousands of years ago, has also been lost for thousands of years, and now he suddenly saw it, he was so shocked.

Yang Wan'er didn't hear Yang Dingtian's words, she looked at the martial arts platform, and a faint surprise appeared on her beautiful face.

She originally thought that Luo Feng could not be Ye Tang's opponent, after all, Ye Tang's cultivation was too high, and he was still a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Palace, and his cultivation of martial arts was extraordinary.

But the scene in front of her subverted her guess.

Luo Feng's sword technique was too incredible, far beyond her expectations.

In the limelight, the Thunder Sword Net and Ye Tang's Yanjing Sword Qi collided fiercely.

Rumble!

The thunderous roar broke out suddenly, on the competition platform, lightning was rampant, flames raged, and the whole world seemed to be only white and red.

Boom!

In the corner of the square, a wall could not withstand the strong impact of vitality and collapsed, and the nearby warriors fled in panic, lest they be affected.

Airplanes!

The two completely different forces were frozen in mid-air for a moment, and Ye Tang's Flame Crystal Sword Qi suddenly collapsed, and the remaining Thunder Fighting Sword Qi slashed towards Ye Tang.

Seeing this scene, the expressions of everyone present were shocked and shocked, and in a head-to-head battle, Ye Tang, who had a higher cultivation, actually fell into disadvantage!

"Damn!"

Ye Tang was embarrassed and angry, and used the vitality of his whole body, slashing towards the remnants of the sword qi as if venting his anger.

Phew!

The residual sword qi was less than two percent, and it was easily torn apart by the Chiyan Sword, Ye Tang just breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly heard the sound of breaking wind, and when he looked up, a cold light suddenly appeared in front of him.

It's a sword!

Fast as a thunderous sword!

The speed of the sword was incredibly fast, and Ye Tang had just become vigilant in his heart, and he had already arrived in front of him.

Phew!

The sword light flashed, the blood light burst out, Ye Tang took a few steps back, a blood mark appeared on his left shoulder, Luo Feng stood ten meters away, and blood dripped from the Nuyan knife.

"Ye Tang is injured!"

"It's incredible, Ye Tang is a master in the late stage of the Nine Heavenly Court Realm, the two of them are fighting, Luo Feng actually has the upper hand!

"They only exchanged four moves, and Ye Tang was injured. Could it be that Ye Tang would really be solved by Luo Feng within ten moves?"

"It's unlikely, after all, Ye Tang is a late-stage cultivator of the Nine Heavenly Court Realm, so he shouldn't have exerted his full strength yet. ”

"It doesn't matter. Ye Tang humiliated Luo Feng as a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Hall just now, his cultivation was above Luo Feng again, if he was really defeated within ten moves, it would be a shame to go home. ”

Seeing Ye Tang injured, everyone was shocked.

"Luo Feng, you damn it!"

Ye Tang glanced at the wound on his arm, his eyes were red, as if he was about to drip blood.