Ye Lingfeng said: "You have to be forgiving and forgiving, you don't have to be so desperate." ”

"What are you, get out of here!" Zhan Zhicheng snorted coldly, and said in his heart: "Stinky boy, you are next." ”

On the field, Zhan Fei seemed to be tired of it, and stabbed Qi Gang's heart with a knife......

"Zhan Zhicheng, you ...... Poof......" Qi Hua was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of blood in his heart, and fainted in anger......

The referee of Sheng Wutang looked at all this, his expression was indifferent, and he announced the result lightly, and then asked people to dispose of the corpse.

Ye Lingfeng took Qi Hua back to the room.

After a while, Qi Hua woke up, looking self-reproachful and angry.

Ye Lingfeng didn't know how to comfort him, and there was silence in the room.

Time passed, and the referee's loud voice spread throughout the arena: "Everyone, it's time for our knockout round, and there are forty-five players participating in this knockout round. However, the players we participated in this time are singular, so there will be players who will directly have a bye to advance to the next round, hehe, luck is also part of the strength. ”

The referee finally said: "Okay, without further ado, let's invite our players on the court and draw lots to determine the order of the game." ”

Ye Lingfeng said to Qi Hua: "Brother Qi, I'll go out first." ”

Qi Hua said: "Brother Yin, be careful!"

Ye Lingfeng nodded, walked out of the room, and jumped onto the arena, he looked at the martial artists on the field, and found that the nine-star warriors accounted for the vast majority.

The referee took out a wooden box and said: "There are a total of forty-five wooden cards in this wooden box, marked with numbers one to forty-five, and the player who draws the number forty-five will directly advance to the next round." Alright, now let's draw lots!"

The crowd began to draw lots.

Ye Lingfeng randomly pulled out a wooden sign from the wooden box, which was marked with the number forty-five, and he felt a lot in his heart, this luck is too good, right?

The huge arena is still lively, shouting and cheering, and it is in full swing, which is better than the noisy vegetable market.

Ye Lingfeng jumped off the arena and watched from the audience, most of the people who participated in the knockout round he didn't know, but that didn't stop him from watching them fight.

Observing other people's fighting styles is also a kind of cultivation, and you may be able to learn some useful fighting methods and experiences from others, and gain your own martial arts.

More than an hour later, the first round of eliminations ended, and with Ye Lingfeng, there were twenty-three people left.

The referee looked at the twenty-three people on the field and said lightly: "Now for the second round of the game draw, there are one to twenty-three number plates in the wooden box, and the people who draw the twenty-third still have a bye, it depends on whose luck is good." ”

Half a moment later, Ye Lingfeng looked at the number plate in his hand, a little crying and laughing, because it was the twenty-third on it, and he had a bye for the second time.

"Damn, why is this guy again, it's bad luck!"

When the referee announced the results of the draw, there was an uproar in the crowd.

"It can't be a dark operation, right?" said someone with suspicion. However, as soon as this man spoke, everyone cast a disdainful look. Engaging in black-box operations in Shengwutang is simply an act of looking for death.

"Good luck for you!" Miao Wolf looked at Ye Lingfeng with murderous intent.

Zhan Fei and several others also threw a strong killing intent at Ye Lingfeng, these were all Zhan Zhicheng and Du Guangliang's people.

For these people's murderous eyes, Ye Lingfeng didn't care, sooner or later he had to face it, why bother to be quick now, just be ruthless when the time comes.

The duel on the field was in full swing, swords and swords, one after another, and the winner was soon decided, and Miao Wolf, Zhan Fei and others all won.

The referee announced the results, and soon the third round of eliminations began.

Twelve people drew lots, and Ye Lingfeng saw that he had drawn the number one lot, and his opponent turned out to be Zhan Fei.

On the arena, Ye Lingfeng and Zhan Fei were more than ten feet apart.

Zhan Fei had a cruel smile on his face and said coldly, "Hey, I finally met you." ”

Ye Lingfeng didn't even look at Zhan Fei, and said, "I don't know whose dog is not leashed properly, let it out and bite people!" His voice was not small, which immediately caused everyone to laugh.

Zhan Fei's face turned blue, red, and white with anger, and roared: "Look for death!"

The ridicule of so many people suddenly made Zhan Fei's face full of anger, glanced at his master, and saw that Zhan Zhicheng was also very unhappy, and immediately rushed up. A knife slashed at Ye Ling Feng, extremely powerful, and the powerful sword seemed to split Ye Ling Feng in half.

Facing the menacing Zhan Fei, Ye Lingfeng's eyes were flat, his figure flashed, as fast as lightning, and he arrived behind Zhan Fei in an instant, and he exerted force on his feet, kicked Zhan Fei's ass directly, kicked Zhan Fei out, and fell a dog to eat shit.

"It's said that dogs can't change their, so you're really a dog!"

Looking at Zhan Fei, who fell like a dog eating, Ye Lingfeng just wiped the upper of his shoe gently, as if kicking this kick was an insult to him, coupled with such mocking words, Zhan Zhicheng's face became extremely ugly.

"Bastard!" Zhan Fei was furious, because his face hit the ground first, his current image was very miserable.

"Haha, eat dog, your nose is crooked. Night Wind laughed.

"Ahhh......h Crazy Knife!"

Several zhang golden blades suddenly appeared, cutting through the sky, and the momentum was amazing.

"Humph!"

Ye Lingfeng sneered, the long sword in his hand, dancing wildly, criss-crossing sword shadows, colliding with the golden sword, making a tinkling sound.

Zhan Fei's attack was instantly disintegrated, but it wasn't over yet, the long sword shook like a spirit snake under the control of Ye Lingfeng, attacking towards the vital point of Zhan Fei's body.

Zhan Fei was startled and hurriedly dodged, but he was still a step too late, and Ye Lingfeng's sword slashed diagonally through his left abdomen.

"Phew!"

Blood flowers spurted out and sprayed all over the ground, and Zhan Fei's momentum suddenly withered.

On his left abdomen, there was a wound nearly ten centimeters long, which was shocking, and where the blood spurted out, the internal organs were faintly visible.

"Ahh

"Damn!" He had watched Ye Lingfeng fight before, and felt that Ye Lingfeng was only very fast in swordsmanship, but he had not mastered martial arts.

According to what he thought, as long as he blocked Ye Lingfeng's fast sword, it would not be difficult to kill Ye Lingfeng at all. At that time, Zhan Zhicheng will definitely be happy, and the reward will definitely be indispensable, and he will be excited when he thinks about it.

But he didn't want to, Ye Lingfeng's body technique, swordsmanship was far beyond his imagination, only by experiencing it himself, he knew the horror of Ye Lingfeng's swordsmanship, he regretted it now, but he had no chance.

Ye Lingfeng's sword was swung, and with a "poof", Zhan Fei's entire arm was cut off by Ye Lingfeng's sword, causing Zhan Fei to die in pain.

Off the field, Zhan Zhicheng shouted angrily: "Bastard, stop, stop me!"

"I'm sorry, it's game time. Of course, Ye Lingfeng heard Zhan Zhicheng's voice, but he didn't stop the movement of his hand, and with a wave of his sword, Zhan Fei's other arm was also removed.

At this time, Zhan Fei was no longer able to moan, and he had already fainted.

Zhan Zhicheng threatened: "Boy, if you dare to kill someone from the Marquis Zhan Wuhou Mansion, you will die." ”

Ye Lingfeng shrugged indifferently, not taking Zhan Zhicheng's threat in his eyes at all, kicked the faint Zhan Fei out of the ring, and said lightly: "I just removed his arm, but I didn't kill him." If you think he's a cripple and a humiliating person, and you get rid of him, then I don't care. ”

The referee announced lightly: "Yin Liuyun, win!"

Zhan Zhicheng's face was full of hideousness, and he roared: "Ah, bastard, I will never let him go." "Dying a Zhan Fei is nothing to him, he is angry that his face has been greatly damaged.

As soon as Ye Lingfeng got off the arena, Qi Hua came over, still in a sad mood, and he said solemnly: "Brother Yin, Zhan Zhicheng is a villain who must be repaid for his flaws, you must be careful." ”

"Yes, I will. Ye Lingfeng nodded.

The competition continued, and the round ended quickly, with only six men left in the third round.

In this round, Ye Lingfeng's opponent was a man named Du Xing, who was Du Guangliang's guard.

Ye Lingfeng didn't have a good impression of that Du Guangliang, so he directly cut Du Xing into a stick and kicked him off the arena.

Of course, this move made Du Guangliang hate it so much, and he couldn't wait to peel Ye Lingfeng and cramp immediately.

The knockout round continued, and now there are three people left on the arena, Ye Lingfeng, Miao Wolf, and one named Liu Xiang, who Ye Lingfeng doesn't know.

The referee glanced at the three of them indifferently, but his eyes stayed on Ye Lingfeng for a while, and finally said: "Okay, don't say much about the rules, the person standing on the stage in the end is the first place, you come over and draw lots to decide which two will duel first." ”

The draw ended quickly, and this game was a duel between Miao Wolf and Liu Xiang.

Miao Wolf's strength is indeed strong, and the small half-pillar incense time solves Liuxiang.

"Hey, finally let me meet you, I won't let you die comfortably. Miao Wolf looked at Ye Lingfeng, his scarlet tongue licking at his lips, and his eyes showed a bloodthirsty light.

"There was a stupid fork who said that. Ye Lingfeng responded lightly.

Miao Wolf stood on the arena, the momentum emanating from his body, his weapon was a long knife, the divine light flickered, it was the high-grade mortal weapon that Du Guangliang gave him.

As the referee announced the start, Miao Wolf made the first move, strode forward, and the momentum of the nine-star peak warrior instantly burst out, and a knife slashed towards Ye Lingfeng, and the sword slashed directly at Ye Lingfeng's head.

"Give me death!"

"Hmph!" Ye Lingfeng snorted coldly, raising his sword to meet him, not afraid of a head-to-head confrontation.

The sword qi and the sword light collided with each other, and a strong force was transmitted along the sword body, and Ye Lingfeng was shocked to take a few steps back, and his arm was numb for a while.

"What a strong force!" Ye Lingfeng sighed secretly.

Although both of them are nine-star warriors, however, Miao Wolf has already stepped into the martial artist with one foot, and Ye Lingfeng is just a new nine-star warrior, and moreover, Miao Wolf is holding a high-grade mortal weapon, which increases his attack power. It is not surprising that he is inferior to Miao Wolf in strength.

At this time, Ye Lingfeng felt that it was tricky, but he didn't dare to have any slack.