Ye Kong walked out of the cafeteria calmly, looking at Feng Xing opposite calmly, not afraid at all.

Although Ye Kong is still a fourth-layer martial artist, the true qi stored in his body is no weaker than that of a martial artist at the fifth layer, coupled with the improved version of the Qingfeng Sword Technique of the Dacheng realm, he has enough confidence to defeat Feng Xing.

"Khooth!"

Feng Xing took out a cold and terrifying cold iron sword from his waist, pointed at Ye Kong contemptuously, and said fiercely: "Waste Ye Kong, you just awakened the sword martial soul and dared to provoke me, I will teach you a good lesson today!"

Ye Kong's face did not have the slightest wave, the long sword was unsheathed, and he pointed obliquely downward, posing in the starting style of the Qingfeng Sword Technique, and said indifferently: "I will not take the initiative to provoke right and wrong, but I am not afraid of anyone's provocation." ”

Feeling the fluctuation of the aura emanating from Ye Kong's body, Feng Xing's face showed a hint of surprise, and then changed to a sneer: "Fourth layer of martial artist? I said how dare you be so arrogant, it turns out that you have broken through to the middle stage of martial arts, do you really think that you can fight with me in this way?"

Ye Kongyun said lightly: "Don't talk nonsense, let's make a move." ”

"Ye Kong, you are really arrogant! If I don't beat you into a cripple today, I won't have a surname!" Feng Xing showed a hideous look on his face, looking at Ye Kong fiercely, like a hungry wolf staring at a little sheep.

Ye Kong raised his eyebrows and said indifferently: "If you don't fart when you speak, from now on, you will have to change your surname." ”

"Little waste, you are looking for death!Ride the wind to send the sword!" Feng Xing was annoyed and ashamed, the cold iron sword in his hand cut through the sky like a horse, and the sharp tip of the sword slashed out a series of subtle sonic booms in mid-air, stabbing straight towards Ye Kong's face.

"It's so powerful to ride the wind and send a sword! Senior Brother Feng actually cultivated the Qingfeng Sword Technique to a realm close to Dacheng, and it was really strong!"

"This Ye Kong is miserable, this move to send a sword by the wind is definitely not something he can stop!"

"This is also his own fault, he dares to despise Senior Brother Feng, he doesn't have the strength to dare to say big things, even if he is crippled, he deserves it!"

"Didn't you hear what Senior Brother Feng said? He only awakened the sword martial soul today, and he dared to argue with Senior Brother Feng, I think I'm going to see blood now." ”

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Everyone in the audience whispered and discussed, and no one was optimistic about Ye Kong.

"Flashy!" Ye Kong snorted coldly, the long sword in his hand fluttered, as if it was dancing with the breeze, and along a strange trajectory, he grazed Feng Xing's long sword and cut into his middle door.

The cold iron sword in Feng Xing's hand was still half an inch away from Ye Kong's eyebrows, but he didn't dare to move forward any further.

The Qingshuang Sword in Ye Kong's hand was pointed at his throat, as long as he dared to make the slightest movement, the major artery in his neck would be lightly cut open by the sharp Qingfeng Sword.

The expressions of the onlookers were stiffened on their faces, and they all looked at this scene in the arena in amazement, and the expressions on their faces were full of disbelief.

Ye Kong looked at Feng Xing indifferently, his right foot burst up, and kicked Feng Xing upside down and flew back, falling heavily to the ground, splashing a large amount of dust.

"Senior Brother Feng was defeated, and so quickly, how is this possible?"

"The cultivation that Ye Kong just revealed is only the fourth layer of a martial artist, how can he fight beyond the level?"

"I defeated Senior Brother Feng with one move, I think Ye Kong must be a lackey. Senior Brother Feng's sword martial soul has not yet been used, if it is used, Ye Kong will be defeated!"

"Is Ye Kong really a sword martial soul who has just awakened today? How do I feel that his kendo attainments are higher than Feng Xing?"

Everyone in the audience showed a look of disbelief, they originally thought that Ye Kong would be difficult to survive a move. Who knew that the result was completely opposite to what they thought, the two fought each other and it was indeed a move, but the outcome was completely reversed from what they imagined.

Feng Xing was also a little confused, and felt that the people around him were looking at him with strange eyes, and he was suddenly ashamed and angry.

"Ye Kong, you were lucky just now, I want you to die this time!" Feng Xing roared angrily, and an illusory sword martial spirit appeared behind him, and it disappeared into the cold iron sword in Feng Xing's hand.

The speed of the cold iron sword in Feng Xing's hand was even faster, and a brilliant sword shadow was drawn in mid-air, enveloping Ye Kong's whole body in the sword shadow.

"Don't be ashamed, then don't blame me for being unkind!" Ye Kong snorted coldly, and the Qingshuang Sword in his hand drew a fluttering arc, burrowing into the shadow of the Dao Dao Sword, and bringing out a blood mark on Feng Xing's wrist.

The long sword in Feng Xing's hand fell to the ground, making a crisp clanging sound, and the sword martial soul quickly sank into his body.

Feng Xing covered his right wrist and quickly retreated, with a frightened expression on his face, and howled in disbelief: "Ye Kong, you...... You actually broke my tendons?!"

Ye Kong's long sword was returned to the sheath, and his voice was as cold as the frost of the cold winter moon: "I gave you a chance, but you don't cherish it, don't blame me for being ruthless! Also, from now on, you are no longer worthy of the surname." ”

The coolness revealed in Ye Kong's words made everyone in the audience shudder, and they felt that Ye Kong at this time seemed to be a little different from before.

There was a strong sense of jealousy in everyone's eyes when they looked at Ye Kong, as if they knew Ye Kong for the first time, and they were whispering to each other.

"I actually cut off Feng Xing's tendons, if there is no natural treasure, Feng Xing's life is over, and the sword martial soul has completely become an ornament. ”

"Even if Feng Xing finds the elixir to continue the tendons, it will delay the cultivation time for a month or two, and in this year's sect Xiaobizhong, I am afraid it will be difficult to become an inner disciple again. ”

"At first, Ye Kong didn't even hurt him, but he didn't appreciate it, and rushed up to kill Ye Kong, how could Ye Kong still keep his hand?"

"Ye Kong has always been very low-key, I didn't expect him to be so ruthless!

"Ye Kong doesn't even seem to have used the sword martial spirit, right?

"Hey, I now believe that Ye Kong triggered the 'Mingjin Xiangyu' when he led the sword, and his Qingfeng Sword Technique has definitely reached the Dacheng realm! The Sword Martial Spirit has just awakened for half a day, and he has cultivated the sword technique to the Dacheng Realm, it's really unimaginable! He is simply a kendo genius!"

"What about kendo geniuses, I heard that Feng Xing and Feng Jun are brothers, and that Feng Jun has already reached the middle stage of the sixth level of martial arts. Ye Kong cut off Feng Xing's tendons, Feng Jun came back from his outing, he would never give up, Ye Kong was in trouble. ”

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"Break my tendons...... Abolish my martial arts...... Hahaha...... Ye Kong, you wait for me, I will never give up like this!" Feng Xing looked at Ye Kong resentfully, crying and laughing, like crazy.

Ye Kong glanced at Feng Xing indifferently, a sneer of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth, he no longer paid attention to Feng Xing, and simply turned around and left.