As soon as the Great Elder's words came out, the audience was in an uproar, and all the disciples were shocked again.

They could not believe Yan Feng, but the words of the Great Elder must be true!

How did Yan Feng do this? For a while, almost everyone became suspicious.

But no one believed that this was Yan Feng's real strength.

It must be the use of drugs that have temporarily improved the realm, many people think so.

Yan Feng didn't bother to watch the reaction of everyone in the audience, his current strength is the result he deserves, with Ahri to help him, such a huge resource, if he hasn't broken through, he should really find a piece of tofu and kill him.

Immediately, a disciple raised his hand high, and said loudly in a loud voice: "The disciple challenged Yan Feng. ”

"Come on stage. The Great Elder said flatly.

After a while, the Great Elder glanced at the person who came to the stage, nodded and said, "Fang Feng, the third-order strength of entering the mortal realm meets the requirements of the challenge, and the two of you are ready." ”

Fang Feng showed a kind smile towards Yan Feng, there was no obvious hostility, although he was an outer disciple, he didn't want to get involved in the dispute between Yan Feng and Bai Yunfei, so he didn't know much about Yan Feng.

The reason why he came to the stage to challenge was only because he heard from the people next to him that not long ago, Yan Feng had only entered the second order of the mortal realm.

From this point of view, Yan Feng's current realm has just advanced to the third order of the mortal realm, and it is not stable, and compared with the martial artists of the same realm, it is definitely not strong. For him, his realm is solid and thorough, and it is not comparable to the half-person who has just been promoted, and the chance of winning is naturally much greater.

"Yan Feng, I've taught you!" Fang Feng said with his fists clenched.

Yan Feng said politely: "Give me advice, and ask Senior Brother Fang Feng to show mercy." ”

"Huh. Fang Feng responded.

Yan Feng was not surprised, he just said a polite word, so he didn't need this person's subordinates to show mercy.

"Let's go!"

As the Great Elder announced the start of the game, Yan Feng and Fang Feng immediately entered the battle state, waiting for the other party to take the initiative to attack.

Yan Feng quietly operated the purple cloud decision in his body, and when he saw that the other party had not attacked for a long time, he smiled lightly and took the initiative to walk over.

Seeing this scene, Fang Feng became more vigilant, he silently pulled out the big knife on his waist, raised his hand and pointed the knife at Yan Feng, the blade shone with a cold glow, which made people tremble.

And at this moment, Yan Feng's speed, which was originally walking slowly, suddenly changed, his right leg bent slightly, and he jumped violently, with lightning speed, and after a while, he came to Fang Feng's eyes and kicked at him.

If you get kicked, you won't be comfortable with it.

Fang Feng frowned, taking offense as defense, not only did he not dodge, but directly towards the right leg that Yan Feng kicked over, and slashed down.

As soon as the two began to compete, they were extremely ferocious, and the disciples below applauded, this kind of duel was bloody and full of ornamentation.

Yan Feng was not careless, he was just a false move, and the real way to attack was his military body fist.

Just as the blade was about to slash at his thigh, Yan Feng slapped the floor, took a few steps backwards with his strength, and while dodging the slash, he leaned down and kicked Fang Feng's crotch again.

Fang Feng was a little surprised, and hurriedly blocked his crotch with a big knife,

Yan Feng's kick was very violent, and Fang Feng used all his strength to unload all the force he kicked over.

These few seconds of battle officially started the duel between the two people, and Fang Feng no longer had the intention of underestimating it.

Let's not talk about Yan Feng's realm, at least, Yan Feng's melee fighting skills must be made to go all out.

This was the first time that Yan Feng had faced a third-order opponent in the Mortal Realm, he was not careless at all, and the various melee fighting skills he had trained in the army had been brought into full play by him.

Even if Fang Feng had a weapon in his hand, Yan Feng could fight back against the opponent with his bare hands.

It's just a pity that this person is using a weapon, if he is bare-handed like him, Yan Feng can play the role of Ziyun to suppress the source qi and beat the opponent to the point where he has no power to fight back.

The two fought back and forth, Yan Feng fought with his bare hands, fighting all the way, but attacking more and defending less. The opponent was very aggrieved, and he was suppressed all the way, making him breathless.

Fang Feng has been practicing his sword for a while, although the sword has no eyes, but his opponent is very flexible, and he will always think about what he wants to do in advance, so every time he slashes out, it is always a little worse.

There was no way, Fang Feng had no choice but to use his stunt in advance, and he was also going to reserve this move for the next one to challenge the opponent after defeating Yan Feng.

"Yan Feng, be careful!"

Fang Feng kindly reminded, he took a deep breath, and his momentum changed slightly. He believed that he could win with this move, so he gave some kind reminders, in order to prevent Yan Feng from being more seriously injured.

Yan Feng was stunned, then nodded slowly, as if responding to the other party's words. Immediately afterward, his attack was more ferocious, and every time he passed by the tip of the knife, there was a feeling of not wanting to die.

For a while, Fang Feng was forced to retreat.

But soon, the opportunity came.

Fang Feng's eyes lit up, the blade went from bottom to front, and the front of the blade slashed hard, this is his long-trained trick, teasing the knife!

Yan Feng was shocked, his body was raised, and he could barely dodge.

But this is not the end, Fang Feng held the handle of the knife, the blade slashed horizontally to the left, rotated for a circle, the same height as the ankle joint, and the force reached the blade, and the cold blade swept towards Yan Feng.

The killing intent is awe-inspiring!

This is Fang Feng's trick, sweeping the knife!

There are already several disciples who have been defeated by his move.

Therefore, when this move swept the knife was successfully swung, a smile appeared on the corner of Fang Feng's mouth, and he had already won this game.

When everyone in the audience saw this scene, they applauded. Fang Feng, who was suppressed all the way and retreated step by step, made a deadly counterattack from the bottom up in the blink of an eye, which was simply exciting.

At this moment, the cold blade slashed at Yan Feng mercilessly, and everyone was excited, waiting for the hot blood to spill out, but things took a huge turn.

Yan Feng actually dodged with an incredible pace, and that kind of pace was really weird in the eyes of everyone.

Fang Feng attacked with all his might, and he was bound to have no intention of parrying, so this was the time when his defense was the weakest.

He didn't expect Yan Feng to be able to dodge this move at all, there was no defense at all, such a good time, where would Yan Feng miss it, raised his hand and grabbed Fang Feng's arm holding the knife.

Fang Feng exclaimed, it was too late to dodge, only to see Yan Feng clasp his wrist with his backhand, grab the big knife with one move, and then quickly throw it off the stage.

"Bell ——!"

The blade stabbed into the floor, shook several times, and then stood firmly there.

An outer disciple who was close to the big sword was startled, and this flying disaster almost slashed at him.

Oh, yes!

This disciple wants to curse!