"Third Young Master, be careful, Liuyun Fist!"

Yang Qingfeng roared and took the lead in making a move. Hundreds of fist shadows swept towards Ye Zhiqiu, and the barrier formed by the purple gold Xuan Qi was gradually weakened.

Ye Zhiqiu knew that the purple barrier could not resist for too long, and other measures had to be taken.

"Yang Qingfeng can't just be a cross-two martial art, there must be another trick, this trick Liuyun Fist is probably just a temptation. It seems that I underestimated him before. ”

Ye Zhiqiu calmly analyzed, secretly scheming in his heart.

"With the advantage of my own divine body, the recovery ability is extremely strong, and the longer the time drags on, the better it will be for me, let's see what hole cards he has first. ”

After making up his mind, Ye Zhiqiu was ready to attack and shouted at Yang Qingfeng:

"Brother Yang, if you have this strength, you should admit defeat as soon as possible, Ling Bozhang!"

Ye Zhiqiu's purple gold Xuan Qi instantly retrograde, the Xuan Qi around his body quickly converged towards the palm of his hand, and the huge palm print came from Ye Zhiqiu's position directly towards Yang Qingfeng, and hundreds of fist shadows were swallowed up under the majesty of the palm print.

Ye Hong got up suddenly, the incredulity in his eyes flashed, and then turned into incomparable pride. He exclaimed:

"Okay, Qiu'er, you actually practiced this fighting skill. It's so good!"

Although Ye Hong was very happy, he found that Yang Qianshan beside him was calm and calm, knowing that the ending had not yet settled.

And Ye Zhixia in the audience also smiled bitterly:

"Third brother, it seems that the second brother knows too little about you after all, and Xuan Qi is retrograde, what a lot of pain this has endured!"

"Are you already close to the cross-three martial arts?Ye Zhiqiu, you really have a lot of surprises for your sister!"

Liu Ruyan frowned, but quickly stretched out and said to himself.

Yang Qingfeng was slightly angry and sneered:

"Third Young Master, you can't help but be happy too early. ”

Looking at the huge palm print that roared, Yang Qingfeng's momentum suddenly increased, and he planned to shake Ye Zhiqiu's offensive hard, and roared:

"Palm-to-palm, palm-to-palm!"

Rows of palm prints flew out continuously, bombarding the giant palm prints. With the two constantly instilling Xuan Qi, the pressure between the two is increasing.

"Now it's the strength of Xuanqi. ”

Ye Zhiqiu was very confident, and with his orange gold Xuanqi, he believed that the purity of the essence was no less than that of anyone, even if the other party was a fifth-order spirit realm with the potential to be crowned king.

And Yang Qingfeng also understands that it is now at a critical juncture, and whoever lasts first will win.

"I hope I can win you with dignity. ”

Yang Qingfeng was entangled, he was also an extremely conceited person, extremely disgusted with despicable methods, but his father's life was difficult to do, and he would not use it unless he had to.

Under the majestic momentum of the two of them, the pressure in the center of the ring suddenly increased, so that cracks appeared in the extremely strong ring.

The arms of the two were also bruised, and the long white and black hair flew under the residual power of Xuanqi.

A quarter of an hour later, both of them were sweating profusely, their eyes thick with bloodshot eyes.

Yang Qingfeng's face was hideous, he never expected that the Xuan Qi of a first-order spiritual realm would be so thick and pure, and he couldn't help but secretly regret it.

"I knew this was the case, and I should have used the flowing clouds to avoid its edge at that time. ”

But now it's too late, and he can only hold on.

"I don't believe it, you can still be stronger than my fifth-order spirit transformation at the first order. ”

The corners of Ye Zhiqiu's mouth outlined a perfect arc, looking at Yang Qingfeng, who was already a little exhausted, and there was a burst of joy in his heart.

"The game seems to be stable, and as for the title fight, there is no need to worry too much. ”

Yang Qingfeng was a little anxious, looking at Ye Zhiqiu, who still had some strength to spare, a strong sense of frustration surged in his heart.

"I couldn't imagine that my fifth-order spirit realm would actually lose to him who was a first-order spirit transformation, how ironic. ”

But in an instant, there was a touch of madness in his eyes, and he shouted at Ye Zhiqiu:

"Ye Zhiqiu, I admit that you are very strong, but I have to win this game, I'm sorry!"

His expression was pained, as if making this decision had shattered his belief in invincibility.

Yang Qingfeng raised his left foot and kicked forward sharply.

A flying knife with extremely fast speed flew out of the trouser leg, and before everyone could react, it went straight to Ye Zhiqiu.

If it was in normal times, it would be impossible for a flying knife of this level to hit Ye Zhiqiu, but at this time, it was at the juncture of victory or defeat, and Ye Zhiqiu couldn't find time to deal with it at all.

"That's it, it's just a flying knife, presumably with the power of the divine body, it won't take long to recover. ”

Thinking of this, Ye Zhiqiu ignored the threat brought by the flying knife, but let the flying knife hit his thigh, and he was furious.

"I can't imagine that the eldest young master of the Yang family actually used such despicable means, which really impressed Young Master Ben!"

As soon as everyone reacted, looking at Yang Qingfeng on the stage, someone scolded angrily:

"It's really despicable, the fifth order of the spirit transformation can't beat the first order of the spirit transformation, and he actually resorts to such obscene means. ”

"It's just that, I'm really blind, and I've almost been deceived by this sanctimonious hypocrite. ”

didn't have time to pay attention to everyone's reactions, a sharp pain passed from the root of his thigh, and Ye Zhiqiu said secretly:

"It's not good, this flying knife is poisonous!"

The poisoned Ye Zhiqiu gradually lost the battle, his face turned from red to purple, and his entire thigh became very swollen, his consciousness gradually blurred, and he fainted.

At the same time, the suddenly unbalanced Xuan Qi came and threw Ye Zhiqiu directly out of the ring.

"Old horseman, if Qiu'er has something that is long and short, the old man and you will never die!" Ye Hong was furious, yelled at Yang Qianshan, and then hurriedly ran down to prepare to help Ye Zhiqiu return home to heal.

Yang Qianshan didn't answer, and smiled at Mentor Wang, as if everything was expected by him.

Everything happened so fast that even Liu Ruyan didn't react, and Ye Zhiqiu was already unconscious.

Yang Qingfeng, who was standing on the stage, laughed wildly, but his crazy face was mixed with bitter tears.