Although He Xinglong's reputation is not as famous as the Ling family's Ling Beijian and Nangong family's Nangong Tatian, as the first day of the He family, no one dares to question his strength.

Moreover, if he didn't have a deep foundation and comprehension of the sword, it would be impossible to do it.

As soon as he came up, he was so high-profile, as if to declare to everyone that he was the overlord in this ring, and no one could beat him.

"Although He Xinglong is strong, what he will face next is the genius of Yanhuang Mountain, and he may not be able to bargain."

"That's right, the strength of Yanhuang Mountain is stronger than that of the eight major families, and the geniuses they have cultivated are absolutely terrifying."

There are also many people at the bottom who are not optimistic about He Xinglong, after all, Yan Huangshan has a reputation, and the Yan Lord is the number one strongman on the god list, and no one dares to underestimate them.

"Master, let me fight!"

Without waiting for the Yan Lord to decide who would face He Xinglong, Yi Feng stood up for the first time and took the initiative to ask Ying to speak.

He continued to prove his strength with a victory, and he wanted others to know that only he was qualified to be a personal disciple of Hong Gong.

And He Xinglong is not weak in terms of strength or reputation, and it couldn't be more perfect to use him as a stepping stone.

Hong Gong glanced at Lord Yan, and Lord Yan had no opinion, nodding slightly.

"Well, be careful yourself, the opponent is not weak." Hong Gong reminded.

Yi Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, two cold lights burst out from his eyes, and he said in a slightly cold voice: "He will be defeated very badly!" ”

After speaking, Yi Feng directly soared into the air, and in the blink of an eye, he floated in the middle of the ring, standing opposite He Xinglong.

"Yanhuang Mountain, Yi Feng!" Yi Feng said in a calm and cold voice.

Yanhuang Mountain is almost a closed method to cultivate geniuses, so Yi Feng's name is completely unfamiliar to the people present, and no one knows how strong his true strength is.

"He Jiahe ......"

Before He Xinglong could speak, he was interrupted by Yi Feng's indifferent voice.

"I'm not interested in knowing the name of the loser and using your strongest move, or you won't have a chance." Yi Feng said with a cold and arrogant face.

"Wow!"

In an instant, there was an uproar from the audience, and everyone's eyes looked at Yi Feng.

He Xinglong can be regarded as a top genius in the cultivation world, and there are countless genius martial artists who have lost under him.

Unexpectedly, Yi Feng said such arrogant and arrogant words as soon as he came up, and he didn't take He Xinglong in his eyes at all.

He Xinglong's face was slightly distorted, but to be able to step into the innate realm at such an age, his state of mind was naturally not so easy to break.

"You will pay dearly for your hubris!"

After speaking, He Xinglong's battle intent climbed to the extreme, the sword qi around his body surged, and a low roar came out of his throat, and a sword slashed towards Yi Feng.

"Huh!"

The sword fell, and the sword surged in an instant, and the surrounding space instantly vibrate.

A majestic sword light pierced the void, with a dazzling light, containing an incomparable sharp momentum.

He Xinglong's sword made the faces of the people in the surrounding audience couldn't help but show a look of surprise, and even many veteran Innate Realm martial artists looked slightly sick.

However, in the face of such a strong sword, Yi Feng, who was not far away, did not avoid its edge, but suddenly swung his right fist.

"Boom!"

A punch was thrown, and surging energy surged out from Yi Feng's right fist, like a wave of the deep sea, rolling towards He Xinglong's sharp sword.

Eight Immortal Fist, Hong Gong's famous stunt, and this move is rumored to be the trick performed by Hong Gong Lik's three martial artists of the same realm - Eight Immortals in the Sea!

"Eight immortals in the sea? He is actually a disciple of Hong Gong! ”

At this time, a white-haired old man shouted in surprise.

In that battle, many people saw the heroic appearance of Hong Gong with their own eyes, especially this trick of the Eight Immortals in the sea, even after decades, the old man still remembers it vividly!

"Smack! Syllable! Smack......"

Gang Jin swept through, engulfing that sword in an instant, and the terrifying energy fluctuations exploded, continuing to crush towards He Xinglong.

"It's so strong!"

Seeing this scene, many onlookers showed stunned expressions.

He Xinglong's sword was not only broken by Yi Feng's punch, but also had such terrifying stamina to continue to attack He Xinglong.

The strength of the two is set by a high judgment!

He Xinglong gritted his teeth slightly, the long sword in his hand danced wildly, and one after another roaring sword qi slashed out out of thin air, and with all his strength, he finally destroyed Yi Feng's violent strength.

However, he also consumed a lot of energy because of this, and his face turned slightly pale.

Yi Feng's face was still indifferent, and he slowly walked towards He Xinglong in the void, and with each step, the momentum on his body became stronger.

"This Yi Feng's strength seems to have become a lot stronger." Chen Qingyang thought secretly in his heart.

Not to mention Chen Qingyang, even Hong Gong was slightly surprised, especially the move "Eight Immortals in the Sea", although Yi Feng had not fully comprehended its true essence, he was barely able to achieve the combination of form and spirit.

In the face of Yi Feng's persecution, He Xinglong's body subconsciously retreated!

Originally, he thought that with his own strength, even if he couldn't beat the genius of Yan Huangshan, he would not be defeated.

Unexpectedly, just by taking a picture, he was already embarrassed.

At this time, the uproar around him penetrated into He Xinglong's ears, like a sneer, humiliating him endlessly.

"I'll fight with you!"

At this moment, He Xinglong went completely crazy!

Urging the remaining energy in his body with all his might, he attempted to slash out the second sword.

"I said, you don't have a second chance!"

After speaking, Yi Feng's body suddenly disappeared from everyone's sight.

In the next moment, he appeared in front of He Xinglong's eyes, his right hand turned into a tiger claw, and it swung out like lightning, like an iron tong, grabbing the long sword in He Xinglong's hand.

"Ding!"

Yi Feng violently urged his internal strength, and with a force of his five fingers, the long sword in He Xinglong's hand broke in response.

"Die!" An evil smile suddenly appeared on Yi Feng's face.

His voice could only be heard by He Xinglong.

He Xinglong's face changed in an instant, and Yi Feng in front of him seemed to be incarnated as a god of death, trying to take his life.

He frantically urged his internal strength and tried to retreat.

It's a pity it's too late!

Yi Feng held the broken sword between his two fingers, and then with a flick of it, the tip of the sword shot out rapidly, piercing through He Xinglong's heart.

"Poof!"

He Xinglong, who had just turned around and was about to flee, was full of pain and unwillingness, the pupils in his eyes gradually dilated, and his body fell weakly from mid-air.

Quiet, dead still!

On the second day of the Great War of the Ground Rankings, the man finally died!

The referee not far away obviously didn't expect Yi Feng to suddenly kill him, and he was a little stunned for a while, and he didn't stop the game silently.

After the silence, there was a chaotic hustle and bustle, and many people were even more indignant, accusing Yi Feng of killing people indiscriminately!

However, according to the rules of the game, He Xinglong did not admit defeat on the spot, and Yi Feng killed him, which was not a violation.

"Evil beast!" Hong Gong stood up suddenly, his face full of anger!