Rumble!

A deafening roar came from the ring.

The evil qi on Yu Qingfeng's body had obviously turned into a crimson color.

And Ye Xuan, who was opposite him, was also shocked by the evil aura on Yu Qingfeng's body.

He didn't carelessly, but operated the internal qi of the Nine Dragons Sutra to the extreme, and the internal qi on his body gradually turned into gold, rising and jumping like a flame on his body, and in his eyes, a golden flame also burned.

"Come on!"

Ye Xuan waved at Yu Qingfeng and grinned.

"Changhong runs through the sun!"

As soon as Ye Xuan's words fell, Yu Qingfeng made a move.

Obviously, in the face of a strong opponent like Ye Xuan, Yu Qingfeng did not have any politeness.

Not only that, but his shot is a powerful martial art that the royal family is famous for.

Because he knew very well that if he didn't go all out in the face of Ye Xuan, then Ye Xuan would most likely not give him the opportunity to go all out!

The more powerful people fight, the easier it is for the winner to appear in an instant, the kind of fight that is often dark, you come and go for dozens or hundreds of rounds, often rookies peck each other.

In the ring, the spear in Yu Qingfeng's hand stabbed forward!

The surging evil qi condensed into a point at the tip of the spear, and stabbed Ye Xuan's eyebrows with an unstoppable might.

Ye Xuan let out a low snort, his palm leaned forward, and his four fingers stuck to the evil qi of the tip of the gun, pressing into the ring!

Bang!

The rubble splashed, and the hard ring, under this blow, directly cracked countless fine cracks, spreading away like a spider's web.

And Ye Xuan's figure also appeared in front of Yu Qingfeng in an instant, and he punched out!

Yu Qingfeng didn't have time to think about it, and the spear was suddenly withdrawn, and it was across his chest to block this powerful blow.

Boom——!

A dull sound like a bell was heard.

The spear in Yu Qingfeng's hand was punched into the shape of a full moon, if it weren't for the special material of the spear itself, and the evil air on it, I'm afraid that Ye Xuan's punch would be enough to scrap this spear.

And although this punch was blocked, when Yu Qingfeng's body flew out directly, slammed into the belt of the ring, and bounced back.

Wow!

When everyone in the audience saw this scene, they immediately burst into an uproar.

From the time Yu Qingfeng took the lead to the time he was repulsed, only ten seconds had passed.

But the terrifying strength of the two of them was enough to shock and chill anyone present.

And in the ring, Ye Xuan's offensive did not stop there.

At the moment when Yu Qingfeng bounced back, Ye Xuan's figure had already followed with him, and his fists and feet were cathartic like a storm.

Yu Qingfeng didn't have time to react at all, he could only rely on his instinct to urge the evil qi in his body, forming a protective shield on his body, and withstanding Ye Xuan's attack.

All of a sudden, the venue was filled with a dull "bang bang" sound, like a war drum shaking the sky, which made everyone's heartbeat speed up a lot.

They finally discovered that Ye Xuan's attack method actually didn't have any moves to speak of.

His punches are punches, his kicks are kicks, and it's all pure power crushing.

This phenomenon can be said to be Ye Xuan's shortcomings, after all, if there is a move, it will undoubtedly strengthen his strength.

But it can also be considered that Ye Xuan didn't need to use moves when facing Yu Qingfeng, and his pure strength was enough to defeat him.

At this time, Yu Qingfeng, who was pressed and beaten by Ye Xuan, suddenly let out a sharp roar from his mouth.

The evil qi on his body roared into the sky, opening a bigger gap at the top of the already damaged stadium.

"Wake up!"

In the crimson aura, Yu Qingfeng's body was already standing upright, his eyes turned blood-red, the muscles on his body were bulging, and the veins and veins were intertwined like dragons, showing the heavy sense of power in it.

Just as Ye Xuan's punch came, Yu Qingfeng didn't hesitate to punch back, colliding with Ye Xuan's fist.

Boom!

The two fists collided, and a circle of visible fluctuations spread out, slamming into the protective cover in front of the audience.

Several elders around them who were holding isolation photos turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of their mouths, obviously suffering a lot of injuries from the impact.

"It's not good, these two people are too strong, let the audience leave!"

An elder looked at the crumbling protective shield full of cracks and said to the disciples behind him in an anxious tone.

Several disciples nodded with pale faces, and then went to inform the audience who were watching to leave.

Originally, those audience were not very happy, but when they saw the pale faces of several elders and their breathless appearances, they were all startled.

Without the urging of those disciples, they quickly left the venue together.

"Old man, it's too dangerous here, get out of here!"

At this time, a disciple walked up to the Nantianmen Elder and urged with an anxious expression.

The elder laughed, waved his hand and said, "Don't panic, you go and guide the others to retreat, I'll just watch from here, nothing will happen!"

"But ......"

"But what is it, do you think my master is so bad with you? This little scene of petty fighting, look at you scared, what a bunch of rubbish!"

Before the old man could speak, the young man behind him was already scolding with an unhappy face.

The old man turned around and glared at his disciple, who immediately lowered his head and pretended to be afraid.

Seeing this, the old man couldn't help but start sighing in his heart.

He, a disciple, has always been complacent about worshipping under his name, and he has been a powerful man in Nantianmen on weekdays, and other people in Nantianmen are also willing to slap him, so he naturally raises his temper perversely.

Whenever he reprimanded him, he immediately pretended to be taught to repent.

But as soon as he turned his head, he soon changed to his previous appearance, which is really easy to change, and his nature is difficult to change.

Retracting his thoughts, the old man looked at the young man in front of him, and said in a kind tone: "Don't mind, little friend, it's my disciple who is wrong, you go and guide the others, I'm fine here!"

As soon as the words fell, he pulled out a silver token from his sleeve.

On the token, there is a dignified "south" character printed.

Seeing this scene, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on the disciple's face.

The silver "Nan" character token has undoubtedly indicated the identity of the old man in front of him, it is the elder of the outer gate who is not low in the Nantianmen, although it is only the outer gate, but to a certain extent, it can already represent the Nantianmen.

So with him, nothing will happen here.

Thinking of this, the tension on the disciple's face dissipated a little, and he hurriedly ran behind his master and reported the good news.

When the latter heard this, he glanced in the direction of the disciple's finger, and sure enough, he saw the familiar figure of the old man, and he was also relieved in his heart.

"Everyone, Elder Ge of the South Heavenly Gate is also here, we can breathe a sigh of relief!"

He looked around the ring, and said in a relaxed tone as the few people who were struggling to support the protective shield like him.

When the rest of the people heard this, the pressure in their hearts was swept away, and they couldn't help but show a bitter smile.

The Guwu Festival has been held for so many sessions, and it is the first time that they have encountered a competition among the younger generation and almost smashed the venue.

It's just that even they don't have much confidence in this venue, and talking about this will definitely make people laugh off their big teeth, but that's the case, and they can't help but admit it.

Fortunately, with the Nantianmen Elder sitting here, then they could also be much easier.

Meanwhile, the fighting in the ring has reached a fever pitch.

The golden flame in Ye Xuan's eyes burned more and more, and a seemingly nonexistent dragon power diffused out, overwhelming everyone in the venue.

And Yu Qingfeng, who was opposite him, was also blessed by that evil qi, and became extremely brave, like the god of war reappeared, and he was inseparable from Ye Xuan.

Every time the two of them fought, they could shake out a powerful wave of qi, shaking the impact of the protective cover.

And the ring under the feet of the two of them could not withstand such a heavy blow for a long time, and completely collapsed a few minutes ago.

The venue where the two fought was not limited to the ring, anyway, the referee had long been scared away by this terrifying scene, who would dare to come over and judge the two of them to fail on the ground?

Bang!

Another punch, Ye Xuan smiled happily, and felt that the muscles and cells in his body had awakened.

He had forgotten how long it had been since he had fought so freely, and Yu Qingfeng was really a very strong opponent, which made him very satisfied.

He stared at Yu Qingfeng and grinned: "Happy, really happy, the only fly in the ointment is that our wives are not at the scene, if they are there, they can see the mighty side of their men." ”

As soon as Ye Xuan's words fell, a strange look appeared on Yu Qingfeng's face again.

He took a breath and said in a deep voice: "I don't understand what you mean, Miss Xu is your wife, but Wan Ting is just the daughter of my distant cousin, she is not my wife!"

The moment he heard this, Ye Xuan's brain thumped, and he had the illusion of thunder.