Ye Feng's eyes were blazing, how could he let them stand firm and kill him, in his opinion, as long as the three of them were stimulated to jump into the ring of life and death, his goal would be achieved, and with a crisp sound of drawing the sword, the long sword at his waist suddenly came out of the sheath, and his eyes locked on Zhang Lei, who was weaker, and stabbed out with a move of "chasing the wind and slashing the soul......

The figure of Zhang Lei jumping high has not yet landed in the ring, but his figure has indeed leaped to the top of the ring, but he has jumped too high and has not yet fallen...... But before he landed, Ye Feng was already like a tiger out of the gate, and pounced......

A sword light stabbed at the vital part of his right leg and ankle that fell to the table. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fast, fierce, ruthless, accurate......

That sword, Ye Feng was ready to attack, with all his strength, he killed Zhang Lei by surprise, his face changed, and he didn't wait for a scream, only to feel a pain in his ankle, and where the blood burst out, it had been pierced through the ankle by a sword, Ye Feng's wrist exerted force, hey, bang...... The muscles and muscles of half of the ankle had been cut bloody by the sharp blade of the sword, and they were drenched everywhere......

Zhang Lei, who stepped on the table with his stump foot, stood unsteadily, screamed, and fell into the ring with a bang.

Sikong Leng who stepped into the ring on the side of the "Infinite Sword Rain ......" was furious, roared, the sword flower shook, and the sword rain exploded, like a sword wave, killing Ye Feng who succeeded with a sword.

"Give me death!"

Sikong Leng and his murderous roar stirred through the sky and echoed in the Valley of Challenge.

Sword flowers are raining down!

Ye Feng didn't even look at it, and suddenly used the meteor through the sun body method, and with a whoosh, it turned into a flying meteor, avoiding the sword rain, turning a corner in the oblique stab, and picking up the long sword in his hand, with a move "How much do you know about the soul in the dream", he stabbed Ling Bufan, who had just squatted down and picked up Zhang Lei, who had half of his foot cut off......

Grass!...... Ling Bufan's face changed greatly, he saw Sikong coldly killing Ye Feng, so he hurriedly squatted down, wanting to bandage Zhang Lei, but Ye Feng suddenly stabbed at him with a sword, as soon as he turned around, he didn't see the sword light in front of him, and suddenly seemed to have fallen into a nightmare, the air was illusory, and he couldn't see anything clearly......

But his martial arts instinct, but he felt a crisis, snatching his throat, in a hurry, he did not think twice, threw his hands away, and threw Zhang Lei's body, which was picked up, to the place where the crisis hit, at the same time, his squatting and kneeling figure, suddenly exerted force, like skating, and slid backwards......

"Cut ......" The countless disciples in the audience all let out shocked screams for Ling Bufan's cold-blooded behavior of blocking disasters for him.

This can prove that Ye Fengchen said that the demon forest was framed, it is absolutely true, this is in full view of everyone, in the face of danger, then Ling Bufan did not hesitate, using his friend's body to block the sword.

Laugh at...... Ye Feng's long sword pierced into Zhang Lei's chest sharply, his wrist shook, and his chest blood splashed, Zhang Lei's body was picked up by his sword, flew over his head, and smashed down on the head of Sikong Leng, who was chasing after him.

"Save my ......" Zhang Lei, who was hit hard, still breathed, not dead, his eyes stared at Sikong Leng who was approaching quickly, and shouted miserably.

"Get out of here!"

Click...... Sikong was cold like a mad tiger, a sword fell, and he smashed Zhang Lei's body into him, a sword split into two, his body, rushed through the blood rain that spurted out, biting Ye Feng's figure, chasing after him, fluttering, Zhang Lei's two corpses, bloody fell behind him, when he was dying, Zhang Lei's two eyeballs were wide, as if he couldn't believe that the inner brother he chased and killed would give him the deadliest sword.

He doesn't blink an eye!

There was an uproar in the audience, and the faces of many Inner Gate Elders couldn't help but change, only the gloomy face of the Great Elder of Law Enforcement Sikong Xuan showed a touch of ruthlessness, he was secretly pinching his son, as long as he could kill Ye Feng in the fight of life and death, any sacrifice would be worth it. What is a Zhang Lei, anyway, it was a death in the battle of life and death, and in the end, it was pushed to the point that the madman Ye Feng was too cunning, and his son was also forced to be helpless.

"Ye Feng, there is a kind of turning back and fighting with me!"

Sikong Leng's roar suddenly sounded behind Ye Feng.

But Ye Feng didn't look back at all, his body was like the wind, Ling Bufan, who was sliding on his knees and couldn't stand up, the soul-chasing sword technique of the long sword was stormy.

Ling Bufan was forced to squat on the table, moving his sword like the wind, desperately defusing Ye Feng's onslaught, the two long swords clanged, and a series of vibratos broke out......

Poof, poof, poof......

Ye Feng's sword moves were too fast, and it was impossible for Ling Bufan to block them all, so he saw that on his chest, face, and abdomen, blood flowers bloomed from time to time, and they were all stabbed parts, but they were not critical, and they could not endanger Ling Bufan's life, he was forced out of his full potential as if he was crazy, and he tried his best to resist beyond his own martial arts level.

Ling Bufan was forced to kneel on the ground, sliding backwards vigorously, unable to stop, Ye Feng swung his sword and stabbed, the sword was as dense as raindrops, and Sikong Leng was behind him, slashing and stabbing again and again, every time it was a little bit worse, he was disappointed, and he chased frantically in anger...... The three figures, like a string in a line, the fight was wonderful and intense, life and death hung between a line, which attracted the audience, and countless disciples cheered again and again, and they were addicted.

Call...... Ling Bufan suddenly felt that there was no air under him, he was forced to be angry by Ye Feng's onslaught, he didn't feel that he had slipped back to the edge of the ring, his whole body suddenly lost support, and he sank involuntarily......

He tried to parry, but his body flew and he couldn't recharge his strength, and he saw a sword qi shoot out from the tip of the sword, and it pierced his throat.

His figure fell under the ring.

"Ye Feng, get out of here!" Sikong smiled coldly, seeing that Ye Feng was chasing and killing Ling Bufan, all the way to the edge of the ring, he followed closely behind, and with a move "Wuji Chopping Autumn Water", the long sword was like a shocking lightning, wrapped in a fierce sword wind, and flew towards Ye Feng's back.

He expected that Ye Feng would not be able to dodge this sword, unless he jumped out of the ring, but that meant his victory, for him, as long as his victory could be ensured and his crime of framing Ye Feng could be eliminated, whether it was sacrificed Zhang Lei or Ling Bufan, it would be worth it.

That sword, Ye Feng really couldn't dodge, he condensed the martial energy of his whole body, and took advantage of the gap when Ling Bufan fell and couldn't charge his strength, and shot out an innate sword qi, and he was no longer able to dodge the long sword that followed behind him, unless he stopped killing Ling Bufan and dodged first, it was still possible, but that would give Ling Bufan the opportunity to fall into the ring, not to go on the stage again, and escape the opportunity to repay him justice.

Therefore, he must kill Ling Bufan, and when he stabbed out that sword with all his might, his figure, taking advantage of that sharp sword intent, like a whistling meteor, suddenly passed through the sky above Ling Bufan's body that fell, and jumped more than ten meters away from the ring......

Sikong Leng stabbed the air with a sword, and his heart was stunned, could it be that kid, after killing Zhang Lei Ling Bufan, wanted to jump into the ring and no longer fight with him? According to the door rules, if you leave the life and death platform, you will not be bound by the life and death battle contract, if you automatically abandon the battle, the elders who are watching on the side will have to make decisions for him and announce that the life and death competition is over.

At this moment, the back of Ye Feng's fierce figure suddenly appeared a meteor phantom, and he trembled suddenly, his figure did not fall but rose, drawing an oval trajectory in the air, as if he had turned a corner out of thin air, but instead he was condescending, head and foot, and shot towards the ring of life and death.

This kind of body method, the mastery of the power of martial arts, is simply breathtaking, countless disciples were dumbfounded, and even forgot to cheer, Sikong Leng was stunned, and thought that after Ye Feng landed, he would no longer fight to the death, but there was still a chance to kill him, he let out a long roar, the sword soul was shocked, and a circle of swords could be injected between the palms and fingers of his right arm, he held the long sword in his hand, facing the direction that Ye Feng was about to fly over, and slashed out fiercely with a move of "Infinite Spring and Autumn......

He wanted to cut off Ye Feng's fall with a sword, so that his sword would shatter and shatter!

"Meteors!"

Ye Feng stabbed with a sword, and the speed of the laser shot became faster and faster, and the meteor soul shadow was behind him, getting bigger and bigger, as if he was carrying a meteor sun on his back, rolling star soul essence, urging his body, and at an amazing speed, flying towards the life and death ring.

Ahead, a sword qi like a practice, dazzling and bright, swept wildly, it was Sikong Leng who took the first step, wanting to cut off his flying momentum.

"Sonorous!"

The two long swords, stabbed together in the air, the tip of the sword against the tip of the sword, the terrifying innate martial energy, through the sword body, fiercely bombarded together......

The two long swords shattered inch by inch, Sikong snorted coldly, was shocked to the point that his right arm was sore, and he staggered backwards, and Ye Feng's figure, with a sudden, accurately stepped on the ring, and rushed up with an arrow step, retracting his five fingers, and with a punch, it hit his chest and abdomen with the momentum of "meteor hitting the mountain".

The Meteor Innate Fist, at this moment, suddenly unleashed.

That punch was as fast as a meteor, unstoppable, and there was no way to dodge.

"Iron lock Yokoe!"

In a hurry, the stumbling Sikong Leng crossed his arms, instinctively protecting the part of his chest and abdomen that was attacked, only to hear the dull sound of a boxing blow, accompanied by the crisp trilling sound of the broken arm bones, a heart-piercing pain, from between his arms, where he was hit by a fist, swept his whole body.