Bai Zhanfei fought for more than 30 moves, and before he completely defeated Tang Yifeng, he couldn't help but be annoyed, and said to himself in his heart: "It's really evil, can this bastard be so rough and thick-skinned? My sword qi can break people's muscles and bones, even if the dragon battle is hit a few times, it will cut the flesh and blood, within Haotian Sect, no martial artist dares to provoke me, why does my sword qi cut this Tang Yifeng's body, but it only cuts the epidermis? ”

Tang Yifeng struggled to support, it has been seventy or eighty moves, he knows that his internal strength is not as good as Bai Zhanfei, and his martial arts attainments are not so good, Bai Zhanfei has been practicing martial arts for more than 20 years, and his first glimpse of martial arts is only two or three years of kung fu, the reason why he can last so long is all due to the longevity of his innate Wuji Gong and his strong soul power, and he can anticipate the enemy's opportunities.

There were more and more scars on his body, and he felt a pain all over his body, but he was unwilling to give up in the slightest. Even though there is no point in winning or losing this competition, sometimes he is so stubborn.

Bai Zhanfei's internal strength is by no means comparable to dragon warfare, after a long battle, Bai Zhanfei's face still does not change, he is another sword swing, the powerful sword qi makes it difficult for Tang Yifeng to dodge, even if he resisted most of it, but there is still a sword qi swept over Tang Yifeng's cheeks, and on his handsome face, a deep blood mark was left, and Tang Yifeng's robe and shirt were all cut by the sword qi.

Seeing the scar on Tang Yifeng's face, Chu Youyue was angry for a while, and said in her heart: "Don't admit defeat yet, is it true that you want to prove to me that you are stupid?" At the same time, he was angry that Bai Zhanfei didn't know the severity of his move, and he thought in his heart that sooner or later he would find this Bai Zhanfei to settle accounts. ”

Many female disciples saw that Tang Yifeng was injured all over his body, leaving a blood mark on his face, and instantly felt that the scholar who seemed to be a literary crepe on the martial arts platform was actually a complete tough guy. Bai Zhanfei looked at Tang Yifeng, who was covered in sword wounds, and sneered: "The mayfly shakes the tree, you don't measure yourself, are you still unwilling to admit defeat?"

Tang Yifeng opened his mouth and said in a low voice: "Admit defeat??My Tang family only has the souls of the dead in battle, and there are no living people who admit defeat!" Tang Yifeng didn't know why he would say such a thing, he only felt that at this moment, his blood was boiling, and the blood all over his body seemed to be burning, and there was a fighting spirit in his bones, only to see him holding a sword in his right hand, and grabbing the broken clothes on his upper body with his left hand, tearing the clothes that were torn into pieces, and throwing them aside.

Tang Yifeng's upper body was naked, and his muscles were exposed in front of everyone, and it was at this moment that everyone was shocked.

Haoyue Feng Tian Yu covered his mouth with his hand, and exclaimed in his heart, "How is it possible? He has a sven appearance, how can he have such strong muscles? His body seems to be like a beast in the wilderness? If his clothes are not broken, it is difficult to imagine that Tang Yifeng, who looks like a scholar, is hiding the body of a beast." ”

Chu Youyue saw Tang Yifeng's upper body, his whole body was covered in blood, his strong muscles were shining with oil, and the cyan blood vessels were intertwined like dragons. His whole body looked a little terrifying under the blood-colored infection, and the blood mark on his face did not seem to affect his handsome appearance, but set off his bloody fearless side.

At this moment, Chu Youyue felt that the man in front of him was by no means a weak scholar, he was an iron-blooded god of war in his bones.

Everyone was secretly frightened, at this moment, they all felt that Tang Yifeng's body once again exuded a burst of murderous aura, and that murderous aura began to become rich in an instant, and in an instant, the murderous aura was monstrous, and Tang Yifeng's whole person became full of blood.

This time, the murderous aura emanating from Tang Yifeng's body made Qin Chuan feel horrified, why did an ordinary child exude a murderous aura like a monstrous wave? Even if Qin Chuan, as the deputy head of Haotian Sect, had cultivated to the peak of the grandmaster, and had killed hundreds of people, he would not have the murderous aura on Tang Yifeng's body at all.

Tang Yifeng looked at Bai Zhanfei, his eyes flashed with a look of contempt, and the blood in his bones began to burst out, at this moment, he suddenly felt that his father, who had never met before, was beside him, his father seemed to be looking at himself with a doting gaze, and the more spoiled that gaze, the stronger the blood in his bones, and the stronger the fighting spirit!

Soul power, energy, and strength began to unite at this moment, Tang Yifeng let out a long roar and rushed towards Bai Zhanfei, he used the Qinglian Sword Technique to start attacking Bai Zhanfei actively, at this moment, Tang Yifeng's strength seemed to have improved a lot out of thin air.

The originally unpredictable Qinglian swordsmanship has changed its flavor at this moment, every move and style are opened and closed, and the swordsmanship is gradually, it is a bit like a knife technique! Although the tricks have not changed, the artistic conception actually has the taste of the sword. This is the memory hidden in the bloodline, this is the mark left by the father in the body of his son.

Qin Chuan, the deputy head, looked solemn, this time, he began to attach great importance to Tang Yifeng, he had long heard that a person's cultivation to the extreme, will integrate part of the comprehension of martial arts into the bloodline, this Tang Yifeng seems to have suddenly inspired the inheritance in the bloodline, his parents, who are they?

Bai Zhanfei only felt that the pressure had increased greatly, this Tang Yifeng didn't know why, his body began to exude a murderous aura that made him frightened, and his strength suddenly doubled, as if he had cast a forbidden secret method, although Tang Yifeng at this moment was still a cut behind himself, but when he fought, he already had a look of resistance.

However, Bai Zhanfei did not panic, even though Tang Yifeng's strength increased greatly, but compared with himself, it was still a step behind, and after a long battle, this kid would definitely not be his opponent. In this competition, the reward is not too important to Bai Zhanfei, the important thing is face, this Tang Yifeng openly confessed Chu Youyue in public, if he loses to Tang Yifeng, wouldn't his senior brother Liao Xinghe want to peel his skin?

Thinking of this, Bai Zhanfei could no longer care about protecting the love sword in his hand, he began to go all out, no longer had the slightest hand, and in an instant, there were dozens of moves, everyone only listened to the sound of gold and iron, the sword in Bai Zhanfei's hand had been cut out of more than a dozen gaps, and Tang Yifeng's body had more scars.

Bai Zhanfei looked at the sword in his hand, and felt distressed, although this sword is not as valuable as Chu Youyue's Dark Moon Sword, but it is not a vulgar thing, and now when it collides with Chu Youyue's sword, it is actually cut out of more than a dozen gaps, even if Bai Zhanfei is worth a lot of money, it is inevitable that his flesh hurts. Thinking of this, his blood surged, and he casually used the most proud move in his life to calm the sand and fall geese. This move ran through Changhong, and the sword momentum was swift, like a flying goose gliding and diving from the sky, and it went straight to Tang Yifeng.

Seeing Bai Zhanfei's move, Tang Yifeng couldn't help but be excited in his heart, waited for two or three hundred moves, and finally waited for this flaw, although there were not a few flaws in Bai Zhanfei's sword move, but only the flaw hidden in this move was something that Tang Yifeng was sure to be able to crack.

Seeing Bai Zhanfei's right shoulder trembling slightly, Tang Yifeng used all his strength, and stabbed Bai Zhanfei's right shoulder with a sword, Bai Zhanfei was shocked, I don't know why Tang Yifeng actually used the method of losing both, completely ignoring that his sword was about to reach his chest, even if he killed Tang Yifeng, but his right shoulder was stabbed by Chu Youyue's divine sword, and it was inevitable that his bones would be broken and his tendons would be broken.

Bai Zhanfei hurriedly changed his moves, and the sword momentum turned. However, his right shoulder trembled lightly when he made the move, and he inevitably slowed down a beat when he received the move, just in this gap, Tang Yifeng actually changed his sword posture, and stabbed Bai Zhanfei's right arm under the armpit like thunder, stabbing to this position, no matter how Bai Zhanfei returned to rescue, he had to be a beat slower.

I only heard a miserable scream, Chu Youyue's black sword actually stabbed into Bai Zhanfei's armpit, so painful that Bai Zhanfei roared angrily, kicked out, and hit Tang Yifeng's chest, Tang Yifeng was kicked out by this kick, holding the black sword without relaxing, the black sword was pulled out from Bai Zhanfei's right armpit, and I saw a blood arrow spurting out from Bai Zhanfei's right armpit, and the blood flowed endlessly.

Bai Zhanfei's face was pale, and his left hand hurriedly sealed several acupoints around him. On the other hand, Tang Yifeng was seriously injured by Bai Zhanfei's kick, but his skin and muscles were tough, and he could still stand up.

Everyone didn't expect that a competition could be fought so tragically. Bai Zhanfei and Tang Yifeng stood on the martial arts arena at the same time, both panting and pranayama. There was silence around the arena, and no one made any noise.

Three minutes later, I saw Tang Yifeng dragging his tired body, carrying a black long sword, and slowly walking towards Bai Zhan. Everyone was stunned, injured like this, covered in blood, can they still fight?

Seeing Tang Yifeng walking towards him, Bai Zhanfei couldn't help but twitch in his heart, could this bastard still have to fight? He was stabbed in his right armpit, and the pain was unbearable, his internal strength and martial arts were excellent, and he could completely crush Tang Yifeng, but he didn't expect to be seriously injured by a mistake. How did Tang Yifeng do this?

When I was practicing the trick of flattening the sand and falling geese, there happened to be a fly in my right shoulder, and I just shook my right shoulder lightly, and I shook the fly, but I didn't expect that in the days to come, no matter how I practiced this trick, I couldn't change the problem of my right shoulder shaking lightly, I originally thought that my right shoulder was shaking slightly, and it would be okay at all, but I didn't expect it. Just today, there was such a big mistake.

Bai Zhanfei regretted it, he was not left-handed, his right armpit was stabbed, and he had lost his combat ability, and he sealed several big points around his body to stop bleeding, one big point, the qi and blood coagulated, and the aura did not run smoothly, watching Tang Yifeng walk towards him step by step, Bai Zhanfei finally stopped calm, and he suddenly began to retreat.

In this way, a man who was covered in blood all over his body, ** with his upper body like a killing god, kept approaching, a man wearing white and his right arm was weak and drooping, and when Bai Zhanfei retreated to the edge of the competition platform, his face was angry, and he said unwillingly: "You won!"

Hearing these three words, Tang Yifeng was relieved, inserted the long sword into the stone bricks on the ground, half-knelt on the ground, and fell asleep directly. Bai Zhanfei saw that Tang Yifeng fainted after hearing that he had admitted defeat, and he was furious, he almost lost to this fledgling boy?

However, his words had already come out, and there was no reason to return, so he had to jump off the competition stage in anger and go back to heal.