Wow!

Everyone in the audience was in an uproar!

A trace of worry also flashed in Qi Hua's eyes.

Ye Lingfeng ran the exercises, the stuffiness in his chest was eliminated, and he said secretly: "It's amazing! I can't beat him in terms of strength, and I can only win by surprise in speed." ”

Johnson's tower-like body bullied, and he hit with a heavy fist, his fist was heavy, and he yelled: "Giant Fist!"

Ye Lingfeng's body shape is constantly changing, like a ghost, Dugu Nine Swords are unleashed, and the moves are endless, like meteors, fast as lightning, piercing Johnson's lower abdomen......

Dugu Nine Swords, pay attention to winning quickly, and then cooperate with the method of leisurely travel, which can be described as unique.

Fang Cai Ye Lingfeng is to defend as an attack, which has been repeatedly suppressed by Johnson, and now he is attacking and defending, which is in line with the mystery of Dugu Nine Swords, he stepped on the free swimming method, and he was invincible.

Johnson was shocked, don't look at him as burly and tall, but the speed of his punches is definitely not slow, he didn't expect Ye Lingfeng's sword moves to be faster, he hurriedly retracted his fists and defended, and at the same time his body retreated sharply......

The long sword in Ye Lingfeng's hand trembled, one sword was faster than the other, attacking like wind and thunder, endlessly, stabbing at Johnson's chest, abdomen, waist, and shoulders one after another......

Johnson's body retreated again and again, and at the beginning he could still punch to defend and even counterattack, but Ye Lingfeng's figure wandered around the arena like a ghost, and the blue light sword slashed, and one after another swords like huge waves slashed towards him......

By the end of the day, he couldn't keep up with the speed of Night Wind, and even defense became difficult.

Johnson's face changed drastically, he never imagined that Ye Lingfeng's swordsmanship would be so varied and unpredictable......

Everyone in the arena was also amazed by the superb swordsmanship of Ye Lingfeng.

Under the watchful eye, Ye Lingfeng's long sword passed through Johnson's defense line and hit Johnson's throat, as long as he gently sent it forward, he could pierce Johnson's throat, however, Night Lingfeng did not intend to kill Johnson, because from the beginning, he saw that Johnson only had the desire to fight in his eyes, but not the intention to kill.

It is not easy for anyone to embark on the path of a martial artist, if it is not a matter of life and death, Ye Lingfeng does not want to kill people at will.

Ye Lingfeng said with a smile: "How about it, do you want to compare it again?"

Johnson clenched his fists and thanked him: "I admit defeat, thank you for your mercy!"

In the arena, killing people is just commonplace, and Johnson is very grateful to Ye Lingfeng's mercy.

After Ye Lingfeng won Johnson, he did not get off the ring, but continued to let the referee find a martial artist for him. His opponent this time was a man, in his thirties, with a rough face and fierce eyes, who cultivated to be a nine-star samurai......

The man jumped on the arena, and he didn't talk nonsense, his body rushed towards Ye Lingfeng, his spiritual power condensed his palm, and he hit Ye Lingfeng's head directly, making a ruthless move......

The blue light sword in Ye Lingfeng's hand erupted with a cold light, or stabbed, or chopped, or slashed, the sword qi was raging, endless, and terrifying, enveloping the man in a rain of swords......

"Poof!"

The man was injured by Ye Lingfeng's sword qi and forced off the arena.

Ye Lingfeng said: "Next!"

After the words fell, the referee arranged for another nine-star warrior to go to the arena, but he was quickly defeated by Ye Lingfeng......

In less than two hours, Ye Lingfeng had won ten battles and ten victories, and his swordsmanship made him more and more handy.

After several battles, Ye Lingfeng used advanced swordsmanship to defeat the enemy, and did not use much spiritual power, so the consumption of spiritual power in his body was not much.

"Congratulations to this little brother for becoming a 10-time champion. The referee first smiled and congratulated Ye Lingfeng, and then said: "There is still more than an hour, and it is time for today's knockout round, will the little brother sign up?"

Ye Lingfeng said, "Participate!" and as he spoke, he jumped off the arena.

In the luxurious VIP room, Zhan Zhicheng saw that Ye Lingfeng had won one after another, and scolded: "Damn boy, you are so strong. He said to a young man behind him, "Miao Wolf, are you sure to kill him?"

Ye Lingfeng caused him to lose 500,000 gold coins and a medium-grade mortal weapon, which made him lose face, you must know that the children of the big family take face very seriously, and he hates to cut Ye Lingfeng with a thousand knives.

The young man standing behind Zhan Zhicheng, fifteen or sixteen years old, holding a long sword, his expression was cold, and his eyes exuded a wolf-like wildness. Hearing Zhan Zhicheng's question, the young man said: "His swordsmanship is very fast, and he is holding a medium-grade mortal weapon in his hand, and ordinary junior martial artists are not his opponents......"

Zhan Zhicheng's face was gloomy, he slapped the table, and scolded angrily: "Damn!"

The young Miao Wolf changed his words and said, "However, it is not impossible to kill him. ”

Zhan Zhicheng couldn't wait to ask, "Tell me quickly, what can you do." ”

Miao Wolf said: "His swordsmanship is very fast, but my ghost shadow sword is not a vegetarian, his cultivation has just broken through the nine-star warrior, and I am a peak warrior, I can break through the martial artist at any time, and my cultivation can also crush him, the only trouble is that he is holding a medium-grade mortal weapon in his hand...... If I had a good knife in my hand, it would not be a problem to kill him. ”

"Medium-grade mortal ware?" As soon as he mentioned medium-grade mortal ware, Zhan Zhicheng was so angry that he gritted his teeth and felt very distressed. His Zhan family is one of the Eighteen Road Marquis, with a long heritage and profound heritage, not to mention the medium-grade mortal weapons, even if the high-grade mortal weapons are the best mortal weapons, but they are family's, not his alone.

He had a medium-grade mortal weapon on him, which he gave to Zhan Bang before, but Zhan Bang was killed by Ye Lingfeng, and according to the rules set by Sheng Wutang, the winner could take all the wealth from the loser.

That medium-grade mortal weapon naturally fell into Ye Lingfeng's hands, and he couldn't get it back now.

Behind this Sheng Wu Tang is the Sun family, one of the four major royal families, and he doesn't dare to break the rules of Sheng Wu Tang.

At this time, Du Guangliang asked: "Miao wolf, if you have a top-grade mortal weapon in your hand, how sure are you of killing Yin Liuyun?"

"High-grade mortal weapons?" Miao Wolf's eyes lit up, and he said confidently: "Ten percent!"

Zhan Zhicheng's eyes flickered a few times, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll rent a high-grade mortal artifact......"

Sheng Wutang has a special place for renting weapons, and there are low-grade mortal weapons, medium-grade mortal weapons, high-grade mortal weapons, and top-grade mortal weapons, and it is completely easy to rent a high-grade mortal weapon in his capacity.

The only thing that worries him is that the market price of the high-grade mortal ware is at least five million gold coins, and if the high-grade mortal object he rents is damaged, he will have to compensate for the cost.

Moreover, in case on the arena, Miao Wolf was defeated or killed by Ye Lingfeng, and the high-grade mortal weapon was confiscated, that night Lingfeng was fine, but he had to compensate Sheng Wutang for a high-grade mortal weapon or the corresponding money.

Du Guangliang said: "Cheng Shao doesn't have to be so troublesome, I have a high-grade mortal weapon here." As he spoke, he touched the storage ring on his hand, and with a movement of his mind, a four-foot long knife appeared in his hand, and his expression was brilliant......

Zhan Zhicheng was surprised: "Brother Du, how can you have a high-grade mortal weapon?"

Du Guangliang smiled: "This Liuguang knife was given to me by my father. ”

A trace of jealousy flashed in Zhan Zhicheng's heart, although he was the son of Wuhou, his father had more than a dozen sons, and his talent was not outstanding, he was almost seventeen years old, only a seven-star warrior, of course his father did not favor him so much, and it was the limit to be able to give him a medium-grade mortal weapon.

In comparison, Du Wuhou has three sons, Du Guangliang is one of them, although Du Guangliang's cultivation talent is not outstanding, and he is half a catty, but Du Wuhou can give Du Guangliang a high-grade mortal weapon, which shows that Du Guangliang is still very favored.

Du Guangliang gave the Liuguang knife to Miao Wolf, and said ruthlessly: "The knockout match is about to start, Miao Wolf, I want you to break Yin Liuyun's body into ten thousand pieces on the arena." ”

Miao Wolf took the Liuguang knife, couldn't put it down, and hurriedly responded: "Yes!"

"Tut, I didn't expect your strength to be so strong, brother. Qi Hua came up and said, his words were very envious, he is also sixteen years old this year, but his strength has always stayed at a six-star warrior, if he is in an ordinary family, it may be a pride. But he is the son of the Marquis of Qi Wu, and a six-star warrior is far from enough.

The wealthy family is as deep as the sea, and I don't know how many family members want to replace him by all means. If you want to keep all this, it is all based on strong strength.

"It's just luck!" Ye Lingfeng smiled slightly, and there was no pride on his face.

At this time, the referee's loud voice spread throughout the audience, saying: "Everyone, in half an hour, it will be time for today's knockout round." A total of forty-five martial artists participated in today's knockout round. Now that the list has been put out, everyone who wants to place a bet should ...... quickly"

Hearing this, the vast majority of people in the arena rushed to the place where they placed their bets......

When the referee saw this scene, he nodded with satisfaction, Sheng Wutang's biggest profit is the casino.

Qi Hua smiled: "Brother Yin, are you going to bet?"

Ye Lingfeng said: "Okay!"

The place where the gambling game was opened was a large hall, which was crowded with people, but everyone was very well-behaved, and no one dared to make trouble here.

Qi Hua said to Ye Lingfeng: "This is the place to open a gambling game. He pointed to a huge screen hanging on the wall, and said, "Brother, have you seen that huge screen, the name on it is the player who participated in the knockout round this time." ”

Ye Lingfeng looked up, on the huge screen, dozens of names were neatly arranged on it, all of whom were participating in the knockout round this time, a total of forty-five people.

Moreover, next to this ranking word, there is also a list of information, which is information about the strength level of the contestants, as well as betting rules and other introductions......

Qi Hua said: "Now the highest call for winning the championship is a person called Miao Wolf, this guy is sixteen years old this year, the peak cultivation of the samurai, he was originally a civilian, and he accidentally got a book of sword secrets, so he embarked on the road of martial arts, half a year ago, he defeated ten nine-star warriors in the arena one after another, and since then he has been a blockbuster, and he was recruited by Zhan Zhicheng, you meet him, you must be careful, his knife skills are very fast, very poisonous......"

Ye Lingfeng said: "Thank you Brother Qi for telling me." He took a quick look and soon saw the three big characters "Yin Liuyun".

"Yin Liuyun, first place, the odds are one hundred to one!"