Coming to Ling Feng's side to stand still, Qin Yang's head lowered slightly, squeezing his temples.

Ling Feng couldn't wait to fight, and the nasty inner disciple in front of him knelt down and begged for mercy. Striding towards Qin Yang like a meteor, the combat power of the fifth layer of the homogeneous realm was instantly revealed, and for a while, the fists and feet were added, and the speed was extremely fast.

Qin Yang was noncommittal, his figure flickered, flickering left and right. But in the eyes of everyone, every dodge is extremely thrilling, impartial, and can be described as just right.

"Do you only dodge"!

Qin Yang did not confront him head-on, and dodged one after another. Ling Feng couldn't figure out for a while, gritted his teeth, and became annoyed and angry.

Suddenly, a white light flashed, and Ling Feng pulled out the hidden sword on his back and slashed straight at Qin Yang's chest.

Qin Yang's eyes were cold, and his toes spun to avoid his edge.

Helplessly, a little late, Ling Feng fell with his sword, Qin Yang's chest and clothes were cut, and Qi Qi left a shallow wound.

Qin Yang took a few steps back and stood still, glanced down at the blood that was slowly oozing from his chest, and looked at Ling Han with a cold light in his eyes.

"Why is it that Senior Brother Neimen, isn't it quite able to hide?" Ling Han smiled crooked the corners of his mouth, his two eyes almost squeezed together, and his face was a villain.

Qin Yang slowly raised his head, curled his tongue, and the sea of qi immediately began to operate.

"It's not that you won, it's that I don't want to play"!

Chixiao Sword came out of the body, Qin Yang grasped the hilt of the sword, and his momentum climbed sharply.

The silent momentum filled the audience, and everyone in the audience took a few steps back.

At this time, Qin Yang seemed to be a different person, the combat power aura at the peak of the Nine Layers Realm had not changed, but the battle intent had climbed to the peak.

Ling Feng's eyes were solemn, and he no longer had the slightest contempt for the opponent in front of him.

"Throwing stones to ask for directions", Ling Feng's sword blade spun and stabbed towards Qin Yang.

Qin Yang did not dodge or dodge in the face of a whirlpool of sword blades, raised his hand and raised the Chixiao Sword, like a bow pulling a full moon, charging and slashing away.

The two swords struck each other, and both of them fell backwards. It is not difficult to find that Ling Feng's right arm was trembling slightly, on the surface, the two were evenly matched, but only Ling Feng knew that the Qin Yang power in front of him was terrifying, and the first real head-to-head confrontation showed that he was defeated.

"Come again", Qin Yang took Ling Ran's fighting intent, and as soon as he stood still, he immediately raised his sword and charged away.

There are no gorgeous sword moves, let alone superb combat skills, and they pounce straight like a lion.

Ling Feng was unwilling, how could his fifth-layer combat power in the homogeneous realm be defeated by a waste who had not entered the homogeneous realm.

The two swords intersected again, and there was a burst of sparks.

Just like the first collision, the two of them retreated again, but Qin Yang had already stood still after five steps back, and Ling Feng didn't settle down until he took more than ten steps.

Before Ling Feng could take a breath, Qin Yang raised his sword and slashed again, and Ling Feng had no choice but to raise his sword to meet him.

"Wow"!

This time, Qin Yang took two more steps back, and Ling Feng stood still in more than ten steps, and the tiger's mouth in his right hand had been shocked to the point of oozing blood.

Qin Yang launched another savage attack, and a trace of fear flashed in Ling Feng's eyes.

The two swords struck each other again, Qin Yang stood still, and Ling Feng trembled out like a light hong, rolling down dozens of steps before stopping, lying on the ground.

It's too brutal, one force will drop ten, and the front is tough.

Looking at the Taishan-like youth on Fengyuntai, no one laughed at it anymore. The nine-layer realm of feeling qi is terrifying, fighting beyond the level, and slashing Ling Feng of the same fifth layer in four ways, this is definitely a great miracle of the Qingyang Sect.

Qin Yang stood still for a long time, and there had been no such hearty battle. Since leaving Liuyun City, he can only hide, and he can only let go. But that is not oneself, let alone the work of a cultivator.

If you want to fight, I will fight!

Qin Yang thought about it and walked towards Ling Feng, who had fallen to the ground.

"No, don't fight, I'm ...... I admit defeat", Ling Feng looked at Qin Yang who was walking towards him, trembling and speaking incoherently.

"That, a thousand contribution points", Qin Yang squatted down and said with a smile like a spring breeze.

"I'll give it, I'll give it right away", he said and took out the identity plate, and his mind moved, and a light floated towards Qin Yang on it.

Qin Yang was surprised for a while, he didn't expect that this identity nameplate would be so useful, I was afraid that he already had a thousand contribution points on the nameplate. Seeing that Ling Feng gave it so quickly, he thought that he would have to start less.

Seeing that the gambling contract has been fulfilled, Qin Yang will not pursue it, after all, the stipulated points on this platform are up to now, and casualties are not allowed in the sect.

Looking at the two people with such a big contrast, everyone in the audience was silent for a while.

At this time, on the stone tablet, a burst of neon flashed, and the ranking of the combat power list changed instantly, Qin Yang jumped from more than two thousand to eight hundred and thirty-seven, replacing Ling Feng's original ranking, while Ling Feng followed by one drop, becoming eight hundred and thirty-eight.

As soon as the ranking came out, everyone was in an uproar, and among the thousands, there was only one name that had not entered the homogeneous realm - Qin Yang, which made people can't help but take a look.

Qin Yang looked at the changes in the combat power list and pursed his lips, "This list is done, you can't think of being famous!"

Qin Yang looked at what was happening in front of him, and was thinking about going to the dining hall to retrieve the nameplate, and settled the account by the way.

Thinking of this, I wanted to leave.

"Wait"!

A thick and rough voice pulled everyone's thoughts back, and when they looked back, a tall and burly man was standing behind the crowd with a silver sword, with slightly curly hair on his cheeks and clear muscular lines on his square face.

"It's a wild cow, how did the wild cow come".

"That tendon flesh looks very eye-catching."

The crowd shouted, and after the gathering of disciples, it once rose in this Fengyun platform, and the people of the outer gate called the wild cow, as for what the real name is, there is no way to know, and no one cares, as long as the wild cow is mentioned, the outer disciples are all famous and frightened. There is no other reason, this brute bull has a strong physique, and infinite strength, fierce and cruel fighting, the battle of fame is to fight against the seventh layer of the homogeneous realm with the five-layer combat power of the homogeneous realm, and the opponent who fights hard with his hard body is exhausted and defeated.

"Senior brother, you're finally here", Ling Feng on the stage saw the figure of the wild bull, and said with a cry of grievance.

"It's embarrassing, don't get out of here", Manniu saw that Ling Feng on the stage had no spineless appearance and collapsed, and instantly became angry.

Ling Feng was terrified when he heard this, and dragged his body and climbed out of the wind and cloud platform.

The brute snorted lightly and stepped forward with a big knife.

Feeling a fierce wind approaching, the crowd avoided it.