Ye Fan slashed at her neck with a blow knife, causing her to lose consciousness in an instant and lose the battle.

Immediately, the referee immediately announced the winner of this game, and Ye Fan flew towards Huashan with He Yiyi in his arms.

On the way, he was stopped by a white-robed lady, who was dressed in a rich and noble atmosphere, and there were bursts of fragrance between his gestures.

"Put her down!"

There was not a single superfluous word, and an indifferent voice came from her throat, as if it had not passed through the corners of her mouth, without any trace of emotion.

Ye Fan's eyebrows furrowed, and he looked down at He Yiyi, who had his eyes slightly closed in his hand, and there was a trace of unbearability in his heart.

But she still intuitively handed He Yiyi to her hands, and after the lady took He Yiyi, she turned around and walked back.

"She is not a tool, not a weapon to make your sect strong, she is a member of your sect, and she is also my friend!"

"I hope you're good at yourself and don't make us angry!"

Ye Fan said a word coldly, and then returned to the ring again by himself.

Not for anything else, just because there is still one last game waiting for him, the last two people in the second group - Ye Fan, the night blade will decide the strongest person!

"This scene seems familiar!" Ye Fan had just returned to the stage, and the voice of the night blade came like a night owl.

Ye Fan raised his head indifferently when he heard this, his heart was full of anger at this moment, especially when he thought of Old Man Bai's broken arm, he couldn't wait to break the Night Blade into pieces!

snorted lightly, his eyes full of disdain: "Heh, you escaped by luck last time, this time I will see how you escape!"

Nightblade said: "Escape, hahaha, today I will let you see what a real strong man is!"

As the two of them said a word, the atmosphere on the stage gradually began to become severe, and even the wind was so sharp!

"In today's war, there will be no future and hatred, and there is only one battle for life or death!"

When the words fell, Ye Fan rushed out first, he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, and the flames on his hands were like raging fire.

The horror of wanting to incinerate everything!

"Silence Palm!"

I saw Ye Fan's feet lightly on the ground, and his whole body flew towards the sky like a sparrow, and his right hand slapped in the air.

The momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers burst out, and a huge palm silently appeared in the air, constantly compressing the air, and suddenly came out towards him.

The huge power even made the people around him change color, and they were all taken aback.

With a casual blow, Ye Fan had already reached the peak of the ordinary demigod realm, and it could be said that an ordinary demigod realm powerhouse might not even be able to resist him with a palm!

And the night blade on the opposite side did not move, with a hint of sneer on the corner of his mouth, and the whole person was like a sharp sword out of its sheath.

A breeze blew, and the night blade disappeared in an instant, and when he turned around, he had already rushed into the air, and the double blades in his hands were even more cold and shining.

Two lasers flew out of his hand in an instant, colliding with Ye Fan's Silent Palm.

Bang bang bang

The huge force exploded in the air, and the two of them were bounced several meters away, their eyes as sharp as giant eagles, as if they wanted to see through their opponents.

Under the blow, the two of them attacked again, Ye Fan formed his hands into palms, and slapped dozens of palms in the air in one second, each palm carrying peerless power.

Even the air exploded, like thunder and thunder.

And the night blade is also as cold as iron, the blade in his hand rotates rapidly, and in an instant, the entire sky is constantly flickering with sword light and sword shadows.

Bang bang bang

The entire martial arts arena was like a battle between gods and demons, and bursts of vicious aura were transmitted from above, and even the enchantment of Ming Yueya and the others seemed to be unable to stop it.

In the battle of the demigod realm, they have specially blessed the enchantment, that is, to prevent the power from being too strong and leaking out of it.

You must know that except for a few strong people, the rest of the people watching the battle are small shrimps, and the breath of Ye Fan and the others can reveal a little bit at will, which may cause them serious injuries!

But at this moment, the white-hot battle inside seems to have touched the saturation point of the enchantment, and it may explode at any time.

Seeing this, Ming Yueya had no choice but to fly into the sky, casually threw a charm and flew out, sticking it under the sky city, and the competition platform instantly began to climb like a high mountain.

The position of the surrounding onlookers also began to rise, and a round auditorium around it appeared with bursts of golden light, like a wall of gold.

And the enchantment on the tournament platform was also shattered at this moment, directly expanding their range of activities.

The two fought more and more fiercely, potholes continued to appear on the field, and the aura was like a river.

Fiercely impacted the surrounding golden barrier, but after coming into contact with the golden barrier, this power was transmitted everywhere, and then released into the air, turning into nothingness.

And there was not even a slight bump in the audience, which shows the strength of this barrier enchantment, even the True God Realm can't be broken!

The weapons in Ye Fan's hands and the sparks of the fight, especially the Qingfeng in Ye Fan's hands were as fast as lightning and like a white snake spitting letters, and the air was cut by him unconsciously!

"Qinglian swordsmanship, the sunset of the long river!"

With Ye Fan's muffled snort, Qingfeng in his hand came out of his hand and spun around him, and the cyan aura in his body emanated.

Aomine let out a crisp long roar in the air, and the shape of a full moon appeared, slamming towards the Nightblade like a planetary explosion.

Night Blade was shocked in his heart, knowing that Ye Fan was really moving, and he didn't dare to be careless at all.

The double-edged cold light on his hands burst into bursts, and then instantly merged together to form a huge double-edged sword, and the double-edged sword rushed away from a blood-colored vortex in the middle.

In the air, he transformed into a skeleton general holding a machete, and the skeleton general screamed and exuded bursts of bloody aura around his body, colliding with Ye Fan's full moon.

Boom!

A crisp sound came, and several sharp cold lights flew out from the location of the explosion, flying straight towards the Night Blade.

Nightblade frowned, and hurriedly turned around, but the speed was a little slower, wow!

A clearly visible crack appeared on his face in an instant, and a drop of blood flowed out of it, dripping down his pale and handsome face.

The index finger of his right hand stretched out, gently caught the drop of blood, then put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed, and finally stretched out his tongue to lick his blood back.

Two rows of white, cold teeth in his mouth were exposed.

"Last time, I haven't felt this kind of blood boiling for a long time, did you hear the sound of my blood boiling!"

Nightblade smiled sinisterly, and pulled out a long knife that was bubbling with blood-colored black gas from a blood-red black hole in his chest!

Bloodlust Demon Knife!