The flame dragon roared out several tongues of fire and rushed towards Song Rong, who was rushing straight over, this kind of power was much stronger than the explosive flame palm just now. See 1 yarn 3 Chinese net

"Whew!!"

The flame dragon hit Song Rong who rushed forward without any fancy, but the imaginary scene of the flame bursting did not appear, and this fire flame dragon actually passed through Song Rong's body and rushed to the defensive barrier on the edge of the ring.

"Boom!"

With the sound of the flame dragon bursting, the galloping figure of Song Rong suddenly disappeared, and an extremely fierce wind suddenly came from behind, instantly arousing a cold sweat, and hurriedly shouted: "I admit defeat!!"

If you don't admit defeat, you can't do it, all your spiritual power is exhausted, and a refined mage who has exhausted her spiritual power is basically a living target.

The moment he shouted out after admitting defeat, a sharp dagger stopped three inches away from his neck, and only when he heard Song Rong snort coldly, he took the dagger back in his hand.

Everyone in the audience could see that the players on both sides admitted defeat, how the Six Sects Academy did it, and how Qingyun Academy did it.

Originally, this student had experienced a battle, consumed a lot of spiritual power, and was slightly injured, so Song Rong was able to win this game with the shadow of Yan Hui with his speed, but then this person was in trouble.

"Hmph, idiot!!" Murong Song did not restrain his voice, and scolded the student who stepped down from the stage, and this student did not dare to refute, he still knew the power of the vice president.

"Feng Yang, you don't have to keep your hands!!" Murong Song looked at the last member of the senior class and said coldly.

Feng Yang was also stunned when he heard this, and then a hideous smile crawled all over his face, sneered, and rushed to the stage, Feng Yang is the member of the senior class he brought, the cultivation is second only to Feng Yi, not long ago the cultivation has just reached the Nine Heavens of the Spirit Master Realm.

"Death!"

When Feng Yang came to the stage, there was no superfluous nonsense at all, and the light flashed directly in his hands, and a long-handled battle blade appeared, holding this long-handled battle blade with both hands, and rushed over.

This kind of speed is obviously also a cultivator who has majored in speed, and the long-handled giant blade is also amazing, and it slashed through the air, and it actually cut out the black mist of the Dao, and rushed towards Song Rong with a buzzing sound of breaking through the air.

"Hmmm?!!"

"Yan Dance Long !!"

Performing Yan Dance Changtian again, Song Rong's speed did not improve as much as before, obviously this martial art is also a huge consumption, facing the roaring blade, he barely turned over, dodged the slash, and was about to fight back, but found that Feng Yang's face showed a sneer.

"Boom !!"

I saw that the battle blade that had just dodged slashed to the floor of the black rock, but it suddenly exploded with a roar, and the violent spiritual storm quickly hit Song Rong's body, knocking him back several feet away!!

"Poof!"

The blood light collapsed, spilling a large amount of blood flowers, Song Rong's face suddenly became very pale, but he still stood up, he couldn't imagine that the long-handled battle blade would actually set off a storm of spiritual power.

"Poof!"

Seeing this, Feng Yang instantly turned around again, lifted the long-handled battle blade in his hand, and rushed towards Song Rong again.

"Whew!"

It is worthy of the cultivation of the Nine Heavens, without the blessing of martial arts, the speed is about the same as Song Rong under the blessing of Yan Wu Changtian, the giant blade was cut down again, and the spiritual power explosion covering several feet appeared again, overturning Song Rong who was not in a hurry to dodge again!!

"If you don't surrender yet?!! then give me death!!" Feng Yang saw that Song Rong hadn't surrendered yet, he was still dodging, and suddenly a trace of cold killing intent flashed in his eyes, his speed skyrocketed, and the giant blade in his hand swung violently, slashing towards Song Rong head-on!!

"Shadow of Yan Hui!!"

An afterimage instantly separated, circling behind Feng Yang, and the dagger in his hand was also flashing with a very sharp cold light!

"Haha, you think I'm that idiot!!"

Turning around suddenly, Feng Yang slashed the giant blade towards Song Rong who was galloping behind him under the momentum of rushing forward!!

"Poof!"

The blood flowers in the sky were scattered like raindrops in this martial arts arena, and a broken arm flew in the air, stained with blood, and fell to the ground, while Song Rongzheng held a dagger in his left hand and stabbed Feng Yang's shoulder fiercely, while his right arm was empty!!

"Admit defeat!!, we admit defeat!!" Yuan Yi's eyes in the audience trembled instantly, and he hurriedly shouted loudly.

A medical spell quickly descended on Song Rong's body, temporarily stopping the blood gushing out of the broken arm, and the broken arm that fell to the ground was quickly wrapped in a cloud of turquoise light and flew into Elder Wang Wan's hands.

Under the traction of a burst of spiritual power, Song Rong, who slowly fell to the ground, was also quickly moved to the field, this Feng Yang was so ruthless that he directly cut off Song Rong's arm, although the arm can still be connected, but the strength will definitely be affected to a certain extent.

Feng Yang on the stage originally cut off Song Rong's head, but he didn't expect to be dodged by him, since the other side has already admitted defeat, he is not good at pursuing again, all the forces in the audience are looking at it, and the previous Feng Yi's practice has made many people dissatisfied.

If they want to gain a foothold in Qingyun Town, their strength alone is not enough, so it is better not to anger the forces here, so they watched Song Rong who fell to the ground being rescued.

Reaching out and pulling out the dagger at the shoulder, using the spiritual power, sealing the acupuncture points at the shoulder, and delaying the flow of blood, he can't accept medical spells, because once he is healed, it means that he has automatically admitted defeat.

The position of Song Rong's dagger stab is also very tricky, just at the junction of his right shoulder, making it difficult for Feng Yang's right hand to be raised, and his combat effectiveness has also been weakened to a certain extent.

"Next!"

Under the treatment of Wang Wan's medical spell, Song Rong's arm was connected, but the state was also very poor, and the other three members of the intermediate class saw that Song Rong was injured to this extent, and suddenly a burst of anger surged from the bottom of their hearts, all vying to avenge Song Rong.

However, they also knew in their hearts that even if this Feng Yang was injured, it was not something they could contend with, but they still stepped onto the stage without hesitation.

"Boom!!"

Under a loud bang, a figure was blasted out of the martial arts arena, it was the member of the intermediate class of Qingyun Academy, but the injury was not as serious as Song Rong's, but it was very difficult to stand up.

There were two loud bangs, and the last two students of the intermediate class were also knocked off the stage, but these two students, when they were dealing with Feng Yang, also added a lot of injuries to him.

Panting violently, he didn't expect that this Qingyun Academy student was quite difficult, just two students from the intermediate class, both of which cost him more than ninety percent of his spiritual power.

"Haha, let's go to your beginner class together, save a waste of time. "Feng Yang's spiritual power can support him to release a martial art at most, and this group of junior classes is served together, just one pot!!