Ye Ling pulled out the iron sword that had been placed behind him, but when Ye Ling pulled out the iron sword, the aura on Ye Ling's body changed, it was a breath that was not weaker than Li Muyun before, and Ye Ling's eyes turned purple again, and the original long black hair turned silver-white.

With Ye Ling's resolute face, he simply turned into a girl killer, which immediately caused a scream.

"Wow!!"

"Senior Brother Night is so handsome!!"

In the next moment, he swept towards Ye Ling like a mad beast.

On the side of Ye Ling's body, the look emanating from those purple eyes was extremely indifferent, and the long sword in his hand flipped over, and the hilt of the sword was facing forward, directly hitting Liang Feixue's stomach!

Liang Feixue was directly hit by Ye Ling and flew up, and now Ye Ling is like opening a peerless state, starting quickly and accurately, extremely decisively, and not giving Liang Feixue the slightest chance to fight back.

"This is ......" Li Lan in the crowd, her eyes suddenly tightened.

Liang Feixue's state is extremely strange, giving people an aura, like a crazy demon beast, like a bloodline warrior who has opened the bloodline physique in the legend, but it is obvious that the bloodline warrior will not lose control and reason in this state, what is going on?

"The power beyond the pinnacle of the Spirit Realm...... Is this the bloodline boy who has been summoned by the sect's top leaders to ask us to pay attention to? But his state is a little bad!" asked a third-generation disciple.

The other shook his head.

Among the registered disciples of this year, there are many disciples with very prominent and mysterious origins, and it is said that they have been highly valued by the sect early on, and the detailed information about these people has also become the secret of the sect, and the two of them, although they are the best among the three generations of disciples, are not qualified to know this.

The other bigwigs on the viewing platform were even more shocked.

Ding Xingwang, the person of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, this final between the registered disciples, the intensity is far beyond their imagination, if these little guys are allowed to grow up, I am afraid that in the future, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect may be able to enter again, impact the seventh-level sect, and stand tall with the first sect in Selangor [Qingping Academy].

Liang Feixue rushed forward every time to attack Ye Ling, but Ye Ling always calmly counterattacked, and this scene was like the battle between Ye Ling and Li Muyun just now.

It is true that Liang Feixue is indeed very strong after becoming crazy, and his physical functions have been greatly increased, but he is much easier to deal with than Li Muyun when he loses his mind.

Under such a high-intensity battle, even Liang Feixue, who was completely dominated by that mysterious power and lost his senses, gradually felt tired and exhausted, and his chest began to gasp violently.

Bang!

Ye Ling was also hit in the chest by a claw, and flew out.

However, the moment he flew out, his iron sword almost cut off one of Liang Feixue's fingers.

Fighting, temporarily stopped.

The blood light in Liang Feixue's eyes was still the same, but it seemed that there was a little more doubt, and his body could feel the passage of his physical strength, which was a strange situation that he could never feel every time he was in this state before.

He had more than twenty wounds, large and small, all over his body, but the muscles were as tight as steel, locking the blood vessels, and no blood came out.

And Ye Ling also had scars on his body, but all of them were avoided by Ye Ling in important positions, but Ye Ling's green shirt had become tattered.

Little Pepper Li Yiruo stood in place as if he had been struck by lightning.

In her mind, she couldn't help but think of the scene when she was by the sword washing pool, this bastard scolded herself fiercely, although she was very reluctant to admit that compared with the bastard in front of her, the so-called genius teenagers who accompanied themselves with laughter and showed their so-called manly demeanor in the past were really weak!

The brothers of the Thunder Intermediate Court [Seven Righteous Alliance] were suddenly a little worried that Liang Feixue would be in trouble, and Li Muyun's eyes also had a different kind of S color!

Farther away, the peerless shadow that only appeared when Ye Ling was competing, a pair of beautiful eyes, staring at Ye Ling's naked upper body, released a soft light, and a few times, she wanted to rush out to help Ye Ling, but reason restrained her.

Ye Ling wrapped all the broken blood-colored green shirts around his waist.

The countless small wounds on his body made his physical strength pass rapidly.

Ye Ling looked at Liang Feixue lightly, at this time, Ye Ling seemed to have lost all his feelings, pointed his long sword at Liang Feixue, and said, "I hope you can still hold on." ”

Ye Ling used his spiritual power, his silver hair danced wildly in the night wind, and he took the initiative to attack in great strides, and he was heroic.

Liang Feixue's body felt threatened, and instinctively roared, and the crimson flames in his eyes burst out, rubbing his body to meet him.

The game, which was even more cruel and cruel than before, was staged again.

Blood splattered and roared!

The sword light is like a long rainbow, roaring through the air.

The claws of the limbs are like war hammers and axes, and they hit hard.

Gradually, Liang Feixue, who was dominated by a mysterious force and went berserk, was not as fast as at the beginning.

Liang Feixue's eyes, which were no longer dominated by reason, became more and more suspicious.

Similarly, Ye Ling's brows began to wrinkle, feeling as if she had forgotten something.

Crazy Liang Feixue let out an angry roar.

There was an irrepressible pain in this roar.

The red light that swirled around his body became more intense, his eyes seemed to be soaked in blood, and his originally swollen body seemed to have a tendency to expand further.

With this, there is an increase in power and momentum.

In the blink of an eye, he went from the peak of the three-star spirit master to the four-star, and even continued to improve, with a tendency to surpass the five-star spirit master realm.

"Second child, no!" In the crowd below, Li Muyun, who had always been calm, changed his face greatly, as if he had thought of something, his figure flickered, and he rushed towards the ring desperately.

But at the same time, everyone only felt that their eyes were slight, and another person had already appeared in the ring.

It is one of three disciples of three generations.

But they were all a step too late, Liang Feixue's claws had already hammered into Ye Ling's lower abdomen, this time Ye Ling did not dodge in the slightest, and the iron sword in his hand was thrown to the ground at some point, replaced by a pair of sword fingers, which pointed at Liang Feixue's eyebrows.

And Ye Ling's pair of sword fingers were still glowing with a pale blue halo.

When the halo disappeared, Ye Ling spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person withered, and the silver hair slowly returned to its original black.

On the other hand, Liang Feixue seemed to be asleep, lying in Ye Ling's arms.