When ——!

The ring was a little shaken, the Heavenly Martial King used martial arts as his bones and pressed people with force, his knife was very heavy, but the realm was there, and he couldn't cause any damage to Yu Ye in the innate realm.

Otherwise, it doesn't mean that the night reacts, Han Feng's gun came like lightning again, stabbing directly into the eyes of the night, his shot, with the light of the torture dragon break, bursts of dragon roars sounded, and on the head of the gun, the blood-colored dragon head energy emerged.

This is a stronger shot!

Yu Ye could only dodge, but his speed was still a little slower, and the skin on his cheeks was cut open by the energy of the torture dragon.

A streak of blood appeared on his face, making him even more hideous.

He fled from the attack circle of the two like a gourd, wiped the blood on his face, his face was very ugly, gloomy and terrifying, Han Feng's shot also had an impact on his soul.

Han Feng was unforgiving, and the golden light on the tip of the spear was shining, which was the result of Han Feng's efforts to urge the pure yang battle body, so that the power of the sun was transported to the tip of the spear.

The golden light was dazzling, and the spear turned into shape, like a golden light, and stabbed at Yu Ye's throat again, both fast and accurate.

"Night Cold Crystal Blade!" Yu Ye finally had a chance to use his martial arts, and a layer of black energy ice crystals appeared on the blade, which was transformed by Yuan Qi.

When the knife and the gun collide, the energy fluctuations turn into ripples and spread.

The golden light dimmed, the ice crystals disappeared, and Han Feng was shocked back by the night, this blow did not take advantage of anyone on the surface, but Yu Ye's night cold crystal blade was just a vitality attack, and each of Han Feng's shots carried the will to die, causing a great soul impact on the night.

The strength of the Heavenly Martial King Lingnian is the lowest among the three, but his Lingnian has a wealth of combat experience when he was alive, as early as when Han Feng collided with Yu Ye, his big knife had already been lifted from the bottom up from a side-by-door angle, and the silent sneak attack, Yu Ye only had time to flash sideways, but he was still cut off a large piece of his clothes.

"Xuanyuan Slash in the Night!" was repeatedly bullied, Yu Ye finally got angry, instigated all his cultivation, his vitality was shocked, and he sent out a peak blow.

The sword light was cold, and the huge sword light was divided into two layers, one was brown light, and the other was pure black light, and it quickly slashed towards Han Feng.

"Hundred Turns of the Rejuvenation Blade!" Han Feng's spear tip was full of blue light, the blue light turned into a glowing cyan curved blade, the light was not strong, compared to the huge sword light, it was only a foot long, but it gave people a feeling of solidity.

However, the blade of light floated in the air, splitting the first layer of brown sword light in two, and then stalemate with the second layer of black sword light.

The Heavenly Martial King was not idle, he sent out the proud martial art in front of him: the martial art of the spirit level superior - Tiger Yuan Slash!

The black tiger head roared above the huge sword, and with Han Feng's cyan light blade, it smashed the black sword.

The cyan light blade returned to the tip of Han Feng's spear, constantly circulating, sometimes turning into a light blade, wandering around Han Feng's side, this light blade, more and more condensed, Han Feng had already begun to accumulate the power of rejuvenation.

Han Feng burst out of the Tyrannosaurus Charge, turning into a rainbow shadow and rushing in front of Yu Ye, the gun smashed down like a giant axe, this time, he didn't use any martial arts, but the speed was extremely fast.

Yu Ye held a knife to resist, but Han Feng's shot was just a false move, just a light touch on Yu Ye's knife. With his next move, the tip of the spear had already turned around and cut at Yu Ye's right wrist.

Yu Ye dodged, but before he could fight back, Han Feng's next move came up again.

Shot after shot, Han Feng's marksmanship attack, the foundation of marksmanship that he had worked hard to lay on weekdays was fully reflected, so that Yu Ye could not fight back in a hurry, and had to perform a defensive martial art.

The Heavenly Martial King was not idle, and the positioning that Han Xiaohuan gave him was to assist Han Feng's attacks, so his way would change with Han Feng's attack methods.

At this moment, his broadsword is no longer a heavy weapon, but is held in his right hand and backhand, which is his original way of holding the knife, which is more conducive to his rapid attack.

The tip of the spear and the blade constantly greeted the night's body, and even though the night launched a defensive martial art, it was also beaten and practiced and retreated. He gritted his teeth and let out a low shout, "Blade Dance!" The long knife flicked horizontally, and his entire body also turned violently, and countless sword lights formed, surrounding Yu Ye, forcing back Han Feng and the Heavenly Martial King.

Han Feng felt the resurgence power in the tip of the spear, and he felt that if he wanted to defeat the night with one blow, he would have to accumulate it for a while.

'King Tianwu, it's up to you, hold him back. Han Feng began to slowly retreat.

The Heavenly Martial King's Nian Ling Hui held the sword forward, blocking Han Feng's front, he let out a low shout, and countless black sword rays poured out from the Daguan Knife, wandering within three meters around him.

It's another move of the Heavenly Martial King: Hanwu Hundred Spirit Blade!

This martial art was a king-level martial art, and it consumed a lot of Heavenly Martial King, and Han Feng felt that Heavenly Martial King's spiritual body was a little more transparent. He had to do this, otherwise with his strength, he would not be able to stop Yu Ye, who was at the peak of his innate nature.

Countless sword lights cooperated with the Heavenly Martial King and attacked Yu Ye, and the two of them fought together.

Han Feng, on the other hand, took care of himself and used the seventy-two spears of gentian, and he wanted to accumulate the energy of the power of recovery.

Using this basic marksmanship in the innate realm, Han Feng felt that he had some understanding of marksmanship.

He still used every shot seriously, not fast, but every shot was very steady, and when he cast the thirty-sixth shot, a flash flashed in his pupils! As the last shot stabbed out, Han Feng let out a low shout: "Condensation!"

In his body, a tiny transparent spear condensed out, exuding an invincible will. This is the Spear of Will, the Spear Spirit of Will raised by Soul Cultivation!

The swords wielding around the Heavenly Martial King had been shattered one by one, and Yu Ye raised his long knife to cut off the head of the Heavenly Martial King.

"Is it trashy summoned by the Evokers, vulnerable!, and if I defeat you, the champion is mine!" he grinned, black light flashing on the blade.

However, the next moment, his pupils shrank, and a little cold light quickly expanded in his pupils, and Han Feng's gun seemed to really turn into light this time, incredibly fast.

Poof!

The iron spear pierced Yu Ye's shoulder. If it weren't for the rules of the competition, Han Feng really wanted to pierce his head.

Yu Ye's momentum quickly fell, his divine descent technique was forced, and because Han Feng's shot carried the power of the Soul Splitting Spear Spirit and the Will Spear Spirit, he felt that his battle intent had fallen to the lowest point.

Han Feng drew his gun and quickly withered to the ground in the night.

"I can't win...... "I am ashamed of my trust, my lord...... Shame on ......"

"Winner, National Academy!" This time, the referee was held by a strong man in the realm of Yuan Wang, who was one of Emperor Yuanfeng's henchmen, Emperor Yuanfeng had already given instructions to let the National Academy win the team battle, when he saw Yu Ye's offensive, he couldn't help but want to make a move several times, but fortunately, Han Feng and they all blocked it and gained the upper hand. Knowing that he saw Yu Ye lost his soul at this moment and didn't know what to say, he breathed a sigh of relief and immediately announced the winner.

The Heavenly Martial King's spiritual thoughts dissipated, Han Feng often breathed a sigh of relief, the golden light on his body dissipated, the Soul Fusion Mystery Method given to him by Han Xiaohuan also dispersed, and the Imperial Nine Souls and Imperial Sanqing also retreated from the fusion state and entered his body.

"Wow!" Han Feng highlighted a mouthful of blood. The injury in his body was very serious, and Han Xiaohuan forcibly urged that secret method, and he also fused two ghost stalkers at one time, which was indeed too burdensome for Han Feng's body.

As a referee, the Yuan King powerhouse immediately flashed in front of Han Feng and took out a blood-red pill.

"Quick, take him. ”

"Ding! System prompt: Replenish Yuan Elixir, a second-level healing elixir, which can treat internal injuries and injuries of vitality. ”

With the appraisal of the Mulong system, Han Feng was relieved, took the elixir, swallowed it, and then smiled at the referee: "Thank you, senior." He felt that the injuries in his body had eased, and some of the broken Yuan Veins had begun to repair.

"Well done and lived up to His Majesty's expectations. Senior Yuan Wang also showed a kind smile to Han Feng.

Han Feng's heart was surging, yes, the National Academy, he won.