The Blood Shadow Spear's scarlet light is flourishing.

And on Yang Yifan's body, the bloody aura also gushed out.

It swept through like a storm.

More violent.

More bloody.

In an instant, Dongfang Ye's momentum was suppressed.

The faces of the people of the Dongfang family immediately changed.

How can it be?

Many of the martial artists present couldn't help but widen their eyes, and there was obvious horror in their eyes.

At this moment, they seemed to smell the smell of the sea of corpses and blood.

Dongfang Ye killed a lot of fierce beasts.

But Yang Yifan may not have killed less than him.

The most important thing is that among the freshmen students present, even many old students will not kill more people than Yang Yifan.

From Qingshan Town to Tianfeng Grassland, and then to Wave City, finally come to this Tianyi Academy.

Along the way, which step did Yang Yifan take that was not the accumulation of blood and bones?

And this is incomparable to the children of these big families in Dongfangye, because they have too many advantages, and it is impossible for them to come out of one bloody battle after another like Yang Yifan.

"Scarlet Whirlwind Axe. ”

Dongfang Ye has no way out, he can only do his best.

The giant axe turned, and the bloody aura surged.

It spun up rapidly, instantly forming a blood-colored whirlwind that ran through the heavens and the earth.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

The whirlwind passed by, and the ground was shattered.

"Breaking the waves. ”

A huge wave emerged.

Huge waves are in the sky, and the unrivaled power is overwhelming.

Dyed by the scarlet light of the Blood Shadow Spear, coupled with the bloody aura emitted by Yang Yifan, this side of the ring seemed to be the legendary mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

A dry teacher Xi's face was shocked.

This year's freshman genius is really too violent.

The ring was built according to the standards of the Extreme Realm martial arts competition, but now it can't bear it.

A blood-colored whirlwind swept through it, and the void shook.

The waves shattered, and a blood-colored streamer pierced through.

While.

The sound of collision was heard.

The vast energy then spread out, giving people the illusion of destroying the world.

The Great Axe blocks the Blood Shadow Gun.

But Dongfang Ye was not happy, but his face was as pale as paper, and his feet were a little, and he immediately retreated.

Crash.

Where the tip of the Blood Shadow Spear fell, the great axe cracked, spreading, like a spider's web, and then shattered.

"I throw in the towel. ”

Dongfang Ye spoke.

Swish.

Yang Yifan, who used the ghost shadow to kill the past, stopped.

Lost!

Dongfang Ye just lost!

All the martial artists present were clear, Dongfang Ye also tried his best, but he was still suppressed by Yang Yifan everywhere.

Even the people of the Oriental family have nothing to say.

Yang Yifan is too far away.

Dongfang Ye's strength is that brute force, even Lan Yu and the others dare not fight hard.

But he just ran into Yang Yifan, a pervert, and his physical strength could suppress him.

And Dongfang Ye's biggest killing move is the bloody evil spirit, the coexistence of killing and blood, can shake the mind of a martial artist, but who knows that the bloody evil qi on Yang Yifan's body is stronger than Dongfang Ye.

At this moment, many freshmen couldn't help but bury their heads, feeling that their faces were a little hot.

They are all people who said before that Yang Yifan would not dare to come to participate in the big competition.

killed Cao Jinfei, some people may think that Cao Jinfei was too arrogant and underestimated the enemy.

But Yang Yifan defeated Dongfang Ye in the late stage of the Xuanji Realm with his cultivation in the middle of the Xuanji Realm, and no one had anything to say.

If nothing else, it will be a great thing!

Nangong Zhengyang, the middle-aged people of the Treasure Pavilion and other powerhouses were also staring at Yang Yifa.

Zhang Xian also nodded with satisfaction.

Only Zixing's face was the most ugly, he had always thought that Dongfang Ye could defeat Yang Yifan, but who knew that it was such a result, which made him very unhappy.

"In the next scene, the ancient style dances to Nangong. ”

It's another showdown between two favourites.

The martial artists present watched it too much, and felt that today was not in vain, and the freshmen students of Tianyi Academy this year were really violent.

In the ring.

"Let me see how powerful this Vermilion Bird bloodline is. ”

As soon as Gu Feng's voice sounded, the right hand that had already fallen on the sword suddenly twitched.

A cold light splashed up.

Fast!

It's so fast!

Although it was the second time, many people still only saw a cold light.

But this time, Gu Feng's sword was not withdrawn.

Because in front of Nangong Wu, a flame condensed into a fire shield to block his sword.

Rumble.

In the face of the ancient style, Nangong Dance did not have the slightest contempt.

Clusters of flames emerged from her body, burning and jumping.

It looks like it's covered in a layer of fire armor.

The whole person looks full of heroic spirit.

And at the center of her eyebrows, a shallow mark emerged.

It's like a Suzaku that has shrunk countless times.

"Even the Vermilion Bird Mark is about to condense?"

"It seems that your Nangong family is going to prosper. ”

Hearing this, Nangong Zhengyang smiled and nodded suddenly.

"Suzaku four styles, Suzaku strikes. ”

A huge Vermilion Bird Phantom emerged from behind Nangong Wu, shrouded in flames.

At this moment, the void shook, and like ripples, there were circles of fluctuations, as if they were about to burn.

"It's not bad, but unfortunately, it's a little bit worse. ”

Gu Feng's face still did not change at all, and he waved the long sword in his hand.

"Earth Demon Sword. ”

The long sword in his hand instantly turned pitch black, and an eerie and cold aura permeated the air.

The sword qi is swallowed.

A ten-zhang black long sword took shape in an instant and slashed down.

The Suzaku Phantom shattered.

Even the jumping flames on Nangong Wu's body were stunned, and his body actually took two steps back.

Nangong Zhengyang's brows furrowed slightly.

But Nangong Dance didn't stop, and Qianqianyu's hand moved.

"Vermilion Bird Four Styles, Split Sky Wings. ”

Swish.

This time, the Vermilion Bird behind her seemed to be more condensed, and the overwhelming wings seemed to be shaking.

Rumble.

Endless flames erupted, and the entire arena seemed to turn into a flaming field.

A flame condensed flame wing, like that peerless divine weapon, tore through the air and slashed at it rapidly.

"As I said, it's useless, I'm not something you can fight against. ”

The long sword in Gu Feng's hand lit up with a dazzling light.

"Heavenly Demon Sword. ”

With a sword slash, the fire wing was directly cut off, divided into two, and was hit by the mighty sword qi.

Nangong Wu was retreating briskly.

But it's still too late.

The long sword fell on her fragrant shoulder, and it was pierced directly, and blood gushed out.

Defeated!

Nangong Dance was defeated!

The whole scene was silent.

Nangong Wu's strength can definitely be regarded as strong, but he was still defeated cleanly by Gu Feng.

Even Nangong Zhengyang couldn't speak, Nangong Wu even performed the second blow of the Vermilion Bird Four Styles, but he was still defeated, and the strength of the ancient style was definitely above Nangong Dance.

It's just, how could such a powerful guy be unknown before?

At this moment, many people's eyes fell on Gu Feng.

"You're not bad. ”

The ancient sword has been sheathed, "It's rare to have a woman like you, why don't you follow Ben Shao and be a bed warmer, how about it?"

But Nangong Wu was not angry at all, and his face was still indifferent, "Someone will avenge me." ”

"There's someone here who can beat me, too? ”

Gu Feng laughed, who is his opponent among the freshmen students present?

"Alright, next one. ”

Zhang Xian's voice rang out.

Nangong Dance and Gu Feng left the ring.

Although the next three competitions were also exciting, the martial artists present were obviously not interested.

Lan Yu's strength far surpasses that of his opponent, and there is no big suspense at all.

In the remaining two games, the strength of the four people is obviously worse, and the fight is not much to see at all.

Five won, five lost.

Yang Yifan and the five continued to draw lots.

One person has a bye, and the next step is to face off against the two winners, with the winner competing for the first place in the freshman competition.

Although it is a little unfair, luck is also a kind of strength for martial artists.

"In the first game, the ancient wind against the blue feather. ”

Can the ancient style still win?

The warriors present, including Nangong Zhengyang, also stared at the ring.

Blue Feather is also well-known for his strength, and it is even rumored that his talent has reached a level that has not been encountered in a thousand years.