In the field.

Zhao Benchu waved the knife, the tip of the knife pointed directly at Ye Feng, arrogant and domineering, his eyes were full of provocation: "Boy, don't think that if you have some luck, you can always survive in this hunting competition, you don't deserve it!"

"Dare to ask General Zhang, is this exhibition event about the elimination of players?"

Ye Feng, again and again, ignored Zhao Benchu's words, and looked at General Zhang Meng, the host of the hunting competition on the referee's seat.

"Ye Feng!"

Zhao Benchu only felt that he had spoken again and again, like a clown jumping off the beam, and was completely ignored.

Zhang Meng on the referee's bench thought for a moment and said, "The loser will withdraw from the quarterfinals." ”

Ooh!

This remark once again caused an uproar, and the scene seemed to explode!

But if you think about it carefully, if you lose the one, even if you don't die, you will definitely be seriously injured, and it's not fair for anyone to fight him again!

"Good. ”

Ye Feng arched his hand, and then turned around, his cold gaze swept towards Zhao Benchu.

"Hurry up. ”

No way!

Who is the one who pretends to be forced!

Zhao Benchu only felt that a fire burned all the way from the dantian to the top of his head, and the whole person was about to explode!

"Looking for !! Death"

Rumble!

Gang was full of anger, like mountains and seas, as if the anger and murderous intent were condensed on the blade, turning into an endless edge, shining brightly, and slashing straight towards Ye Feng.

High-level Grandmaster, under the full force of the explosion, it is such a power that shocks the sky!

As soon as Zhao Benchu made a move, he did his best, and it seemed that he didn't want to leave any room for Ye Feng, and even survived!

The audience in the audience was excited, and they couldn't help but feel sorry for Ye Feng, who was about to fall.

It was at this time.

Ye Feng also pulled out his green leaf knife.

Blood light, such as Mu, the mysterious red light is like melting glass, pouring on the blade of the knife and instantly blooming into a sky-high blood shadow, rushing like a wave, as if the clouds are also dyed half of the blood red!

Between the lightning and flint, the blood-colored long knife in Ye Feng's hand had already come up to him.

Wrong!

It's faster!

In mid-air, only an eerie afterimage was the first to slash down.

Ye Feng's body technique and speed are much faster than Zhao Benchu, a high-level grandmaster!

I saw that in the raging blood light, a few more golden rays of light appeared in the middle of the original blood-colored Ming King Law, and the terrifying aura shook the audience, and the power could burst everyone's minds!

Thundered!

The loud noise swept like rolling thunder!

On and off the stage, everyone felt the irresistible power, and they broke out one after another with the most extreme Gang Qi barrier, and even closed their five senses to protect themselves.

This is...... The combat power of a high-level grandmaster?

How can it be?

The Qin and Tang generals in the stands and the Longling Arsenal instructors, even including the players, were all terrified!

Ye Feng could only achieve the transformation of Gang Qi and support a mid-level grandmaster, how could he exert the combat power of a high-level grandmaster.

Moreover, it is also the power of the top-level high-level grandmaster, which is close to the peak grandmaster, and beats Zhao Benchu on the opposite side!

In an instant, the two knives collided.

The golden and red Ming King Faxiang held the terrifying Demon Slaying Divine Knife and smashed the opponent's Gang Qi offensive fiercely.

Zhao Benchu snorted, flew out upside down for dozens of meters, and fell the floor outside the ring, even crawling and rolling for many laps before he barely stopped on his stomach.

That shape is like a turtle king who has been thrown out, and he is extremely embarrassed.

What's even more terrifying is the knife mark on his body, almost cutting off half of his body, dripping with blood, if it weren't for the two movements of his feet, I'm afraid that everyone would think that he had lost his breath.

One move, break the full force of the high-level grandmaster!

It's horrible!

How could Ye Feng be so terrifying!

At such an age, the strength has already approached the top Tianjiao of the Qin and Tang Dynasties present, it is unimaginable!

There was an eerie silence in shock, and no one dared to question the gold content of the Jin Pengyu in Ye Feng's hand.

"This Ye Feng is a bit awesome!"

"Yes, his Jin Pengyu is really possible to get it by ability. ”

"Did you see that knife just now, it's so handsome...... I kind of appreciate this guy. ”

Although Ye Feng at this moment is not as popular as Yu Chi Tiande and others, people's eyes on him have changed.

Even, some hot-blooded youths have begun to call Ye Feng's name and cheer him on.

For a while, on the entire Ten Thousand Beasts Stage, all eyes were on it, and the focus was gathered, only Ye Feng!

Beside.

Yu Chi Tiande, Leng Mo and Ji Fanxing, each looked at the ring with strange eyes, as if the figure had never moved.

Just now...... Ye Feng clearly didn't use his real strength at all, right?

Even his hole cards don't seem to have been used.

What kind of monster is this kid, how can his strength improve by leaps and bounds again in just two months, could it be that Jin Pengyu was really obtained by him with his strength?

On the referee's bench, Mao's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a flash on his sister's face.

Amazing!

Ye Feng, you are not simple, my sister was moved for you for the second time!

And the most suffocating person in the audience is Chu Tian.

This originally wanted to use Zhao Benchu to try Ye Feng's color, but he didn't expect to be killed in seconds without even looking at Jin Pengmao, and what made him even more angry was that Ye Feng in the ring actually raised his head and smiled coldly at himself after slashing Zhao Benchu with a knife:

"Chu Jiaoxi, I don't know if this performance can satisfy you?"

How could Ye Feng not know what this guy Chu Tian had in mind!

From the moment he snatched Jinpeng, he was destined to form a bond with this teacher of the Longling Arsenal, and Ye Feng was not afraid at all.

If you want to try it, will you?

Chu Tian snorted coldly, and there was no joy or anger on his stiff face, but the arm hidden in the sleeve tube had already been convulsed with anger, and the root of his teeth was almost crushed on the spot!

Ye Feng, you wait!

You'd better be able to enter the arsenal, and when you get inside, I'll fucking concoct you!

Hum!

Chu Tian took a deep breath and stopped talking.

This sudden exhibition match also ended with Ye Feng's stunning appearance.

Everyone watched excitedly as Ye Feng walked back to his top four thrones, no more boos, no more mockery, only bated anticipation, looking forward to how the biggest dark horse in the hunt would challenge those young kings of the Qin and Tang Empires.

With Ye Feng finally rightfully sitting on the throne of the top four, the final of the National Hunting Championship finally kicked off.

Originally, because of Ye Feng's early promotion, the remaining seven people would have a three-person scuffle, but Zhao Benchu's embarrassed exit only relieved this trouble, and the remaining six people only needed to face off in pairs to determine the final four.

The lottery ceremony touched people's hearts. 8)