The group stage is still going on, and since Ye Mufeng defeated Qian Feng and slashed the light and agile slash to make him superb, there is no opponent. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

One consecutive victory, two consecutive wins, three consecutive wins, and there are many opponents, after taking the stage, after seeing Ye Mufeng's light and agile slash, he automatically gave up and was willing to admit defeat.

"We are willing to defeat the basic martial arts of this realm." Many people also admire Ye Mufeng.

Four in a row, five in a row, six in a row。。。。。

In the end, Ye Mufeng directly broke out of the group stage with ten consecutive wins and successfully advanced, and the next step is the fierce competition for the top ten places in the Knife Drawing Festival.

All this was beyond a lot of expectations, and Elder Li Mo, who had been deliberately obstructing, had a face that became more and more gloomy with his victory without a fight, and Li Ba, who was beside him, even kept scolding in a whisper, those who admitted defeat to Ye Mufeng were waste.

Even if Elder Tianhan had always supported Ye Mufeng, Elder Dihan was very surprised, and his face was even more joyful, although Li Bingqing on the side had already prepared in his heart, he was still a little shocked after seeing Ye Mufeng's methods.

Only Bai Wuhan and the Snow Wolf Clan, who kept shouting by Ye Mufeng's side, made Ye Mufeng himself a little proud.

And now the person he is facing is named Sun Gang, who is very burly, wearing a yellow robe, but he has a simple face, seeing Ye Mufeng at this moment, his face is purple and red, and he dared to speak for a long time.

"Young Master Ye Mufeng, I am Sun Gang of the Hantian Tribe, a person without a martial soul, and I have been immersed in a basic martial art for five or six years, and today I see you dare to challenge Li Ba with your basic martial arts, I really admire."

Saying that, this person named Sun Gang actually saluted Ye Mufeng, but he didn't mean to make a move.

"Brother Sun, you are too polite, but you can immerse yourself in a basic martial art for five or six years, without a martial soul, and at this moment, you can even enter the top ten, this is what I admire, brother."

Ye Mufeng also didn't expect that he would meet such a strange person here, without a martial soul, he could also enter the top ten of the Sword Drawing Festival, and the admiration in his heart was still great.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say, Young Master Ye Mufeng, I don't expect to get a peerless good knife, when I meet you at this moment, I just hope to have a discussion with you, and point out some of your comprehension of basic martial arts, I hope you can defeat Li Ba!"

Seeing that the other party was so kind, Ye Mufeng couldn't ask for it, this person could not have a martial soul, just use basic martial arts and brute force to enter the top ten, how could he be a simple person, he felt that he was walking as if he was walking, and he was as happy as a baby who suddenly picked up.

The two of them have been polite for a while, and then they both made a move.

"Please also ask Brother Sun to teach me the heavy martial arts!"

After speaking, Ye Mufeng was holding two scimitars and his arms were spread. At this moment, he was like a fierce tiger in anger, and the warm air flow filled his body, and a violent power emanated.

The heavy martial arts swirl slash can spread to a range of more than one zhang, and the surrounding space is also shocked by a violent force, and in it, there is a faint fierce aura, which makes people sink their qi and blood, and there is a feeling of slow action.

"Very good, very good, Young Master Ye Mufeng, you are only in your form, but you don't have the sword intent to comprehend." Looking at Ye Mufeng's move, Sun Gang was amazed, but he said that he had comprehended another realm, the sword intent.

So, the two of them were in the middle of the martial arts arena, learning from each other, and most of the time, Sun Gang taught Ye Mufeng step by step, so that he could slowly comprehend this so-called sword intent.

And in the slow practice, Ye Mufeng's other lit martial soul also revealed his true face, which was a fierce tiger martial soul.

After a long time of kung fu, his heavy martial arts slash already contained a thick fierce aura in the momentum, just like the black fierce tiger encountered in the extremely cold mountain range that day, extremely powerful, so that the people within his range were all angry and a little panicked.

And for his own huge strength, which is only more than 5,000 catties, it has also risen a lot under his dexterous use.

"Whew"

Suddenly, the blade roared through the air, and under the huge force, there seemed to be a layer of giant force waves distorted, and the space in front of him.

Seeing the group of people around him, he was secretly surprised, but he didn't expect that this young master Ye Mufeng had actually cultivated the two basic martial arts of the Cold Moon Tribe to the realm of Dacheng.

Seeing that Ye Mufeng was cultivating a few percent, Sun Gang was holding his fist at him and said; "Young Master Ye Mufeng, you're almost done studying, it's time for me to admit defeat."

"Brother Sun, admit it, thank you for your great kindness!" Ye Mufeng also hugged his fists and said sincerely.

In this way, Ye Mufeng stepped into the top ten without much effort, and at this moment, he began to look at those knives, and he always felt that the appearance of the knives was not cool enough.

At this time, Ouyang Tao and Murong Ming each defeated their opponents and entered the top ten, when they saw that Ye Mufeng also entered the top ten, Murong Ming smiled coldly and looked at him; "I've been waiting to fight you for a long time."

"Really?" Ye Mufeng smiled slightly.

"Although the speed of your knife is very fast, even if your current knife is very fierce, as long as you touch me, you will definitely lose." At this moment, Murong Ming showed a kind of self-confidence, and his arrogant attitude made people a little disgusted.

Thinking of this kid, in front of the door of the Cold Moon Tribe, Lin Qian was provoked by a few words from himself to give him a few slaps, and Ye Mufeng couldn't help but smile.

This kind of person is born with a servile appearance, and he is arrogant to others, but when he meets his boss or someone who is better than himself, he can only bear it silently.

"What are you laughing at?" Seeing Ye Mufeng's face, Murong Ming shouted angrily.

"Don't think that if you rely on luck to get into the top ten, you are qualified to fight with me, today I will repay you for the shame at the gate of the Cold Moon Tribe that day."

"It's not me who slapped you, what revenge are you looking for me, if you have the ability, you can go to your nine-fold Lin Qian, you can only scream here." Looking at him, Ye Mufeng sneered.

Hearing Ye Mufeng's words, Murong Ming's face immediately changed, and he became even more gloomy.

"Elder Li Mo, I want to challenge Ye Mufeng!!

"Murong Ming of the Cold Sky Tribe, challenge Ye Mufeng, the young master of the Cold Moon Tribe, Ye Mufeng, you can accept it." Seeing that Murong Ming was angry and declared war on Ye Mufeng, Elder Li Mo immediately happily agreed and immediately announced.

"Ye Mufeng, let you see how strong my strength is." Murong Ming looked at him and smiled proudly.

Lazily raised his eyes, looking at the triumphant appearance in front of him, Ye Mufeng was too lazy to take care of him, but walked away.

"I throw in the towel!!" As Ye Mufeng shouted this sentence, a group of people were in an uproar, they had already entered the top ten, how could they give up at this time.

When Elder Li Mo also chased after him and asked him why, Ye Mufeng said indifferently; "Those knives don't look very good, I don't want them anymore."

Those who were angry and desperately tried to grab the knife almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of blood, especially those who had already made it to the top ten, and they were completely speechless at this time, and the appearance of the knife was not good-looking, so do you know the power of those knives.

As this young master Ye Mufeng was preparing to leave, Ouyang Tao, who was finally waiting to compete with him, was also Ouyang Gongzi of Haotian Sect, and he was even more angry.

"Ye Mufeng, as long as you and I have a good fight, I will snatch these ten knives and give them to you." In the face of Ye Mufeng's departure, Ouyang Gongzi threw out a huge temptation.

This Ouyang Gongzi is also very arrogant, as if the ten knives in front of him can be snatched away at will, which has caused many people to be dissatisfied and discussed.

"Oh, who the hell are you?" Ye Mufeng smiled slightly and looked at him.

Since the first time he saw this person who looked arrogant all day long, Ye Mufeng felt that this person didn't seem to be an ordinary person, even Murong Ming and Lin Qian were respectful to him, not to mention, they would never leave him half a step, and there were two mysterious black-robed people.

He is definitely not from the three major tribes.

"Hehe, since you want to know, I'll tell you that I'm a disciple of Haotian Sect!"

"Haotian Sect?" Just when Ye Mufeng was still wondering when a Haotian Sect appeared, the people of the entire Cold Moon Tribe became nervous, and the Snow Wolf Clans even surrounded him, pulling out two scimitars one by one to protect him.

"Haotian Sect, what the hell is it?" Ye Mufeng couldn't help but ask curiously, looking nervous Bai Wuhan.

"Young master, do you remember when you first came, the group of fierce bears who wanted to kill you, they were the people of Haotian Sect."