"What a sinister boy!"

Hong Feng was shocked, he didn't expect Ye Tian to use the speed of the two of them to launch such a swift sword.

This sword stabbed into the throat, and if it hit, there would be no death!

After a pause, Hong Feng immediately took a sharp turn, narrowly avoiding this desperate sword, Rao is so, and the sharp sword qi also left a red mark on his face.

"Drop!"

Bright red blood fell on the ring with a subtle sound.

There seemed to be a monstrous anger in his heart, Hong Feng's face suddenly gloomy, he was actually injured, and it was caused by a five-star martial cultivator!

"Hong Feng's face... It seems to be bleeding. ”

", I can actually make Hong Feng injured, I didn't expect Ye Tian's strength to be so terrifying!"

"It seems that Ye Tian can defeat Tang Jian, it's not a fluke... The outcome of this duel is no longer obvious"

Seeing a few drops of blood slipping down Hong Feng's face, the disciples surrounding the ring were in an uproar.

"Hong Shan, if you look down on Ye Tian so much, you will suffer a loss in the future, haha!" Seeing that Hong Feng almost died, Song Peng immediately patted the tea table on the side and laughed wildly.

Hearing this, Hong Shan's face suddenly turned blue, and he secretly put away his carelessness, he didn't expect that Ye Tian's courage and strength were as strong as he could actually hurt Hong Feng, a nine-star martial cultivator, and almost killed him.

Ye Tian glanced at Hong Feng opposite at this time, and found that his face was covered with disbelief, and he was a little stunned.

Wanting to seize this opportunity, Ye Tian's arms were as tight as steel, and the broad-bladed long sword stabbed towards Hong Feng again with the sound of breaking wind.

Feeling a sharp sword attacking his face, in a fit of rage, Hong Feng condensed Wu Yuan, and his two iron claw gloves suddenly raised to resist Ye Tian's speculative sword.

"Bell!"

Seeing that the attack was fruitless, Ye Tian retreated slightly, pulling himself and Hong Shan out of a safe distance.

"Ye Tian, if you want to die like this... I'll fulfill you!" Biting his back molars, Hong Feng's face became even more hideous, as if he wanted to devour Ye Tiansheng alive.

Seeing Hong Feng's appearance, although Ye Tian's face was indifferent, he didn't dare to be careless in his heart.

Opening the writing wheel eye, the blood-red eyes surrounding the three magatama suddenly replaced Ye Tian's original deep eyes.

"I even practiced the pupil technique, it seems that this little guy named Ye Tian is not simple..."

The purple-robed old man, who had been speechless at the distinguished seat, stared at Ye Tian's strange pupils in the distance, and a trace of surprise flashed in his heart.

In the ring, Hong Feng slammed on the soles of his feet, and cracks suddenly appeared in the hard floor, spreading from the toes.

"Wind Rock Tearing the Devil's Claws!"

With a loud shout, Hong Feng's figure was like a bolt of lightning, and he suddenly shot towards Ye Tian.

Wind Rock Tearing Demon Claw is a yellow-level high-level martial art, and it is also the most high-level martial art cultivated by Hong Feng.

On the top floor of the Zongmen Gongfa Pavilion, there are two Xuan-level martial arts, and since Hong Feng has not become a core disciple, he cannot borrow them for cultivation.

Although it is only a yellow-level martial art, Hong Feng has been cultivating for more than a year, and he has also comprehended the Wind Rock Tearing Demon Claw to Dacheng, plus the strength of the nine-star martial arts, the power caused by it is naturally strong.

Tearing the air in front of him in an instant, and when he arrived in front of Ye, two sharp iron claws fell down violently, without any reservations, looking like they wanted to tear Ye Tian to death.

After opening the Writing Wheel Eye, Ye Tian's observation power was much stronger than before, and he naturally saw through this attack, and the opportunity for the dark path came.

Throwing the phantom abyss back, although his body retreated violently, Ye Tian's robe was still torn by his strength, and several blood-red scratches appeared on his chest, but fortunately, no blood flowed.

The sharp claws had just fallen, and there were several deep marks caused by strength on the floor of the ring.

"! Was Ye Tian stupid and threw away his weapon?"

"The martial arts used by Hong Feng have been cultivated to the fullest, and with the body method, the speed is even more terrifying... The reason why Ye Tian threw out his weapon must have been panicked. ”

Although Ye Tian dodged the attack, but there was no weapon in his hand, Hong Feng should have moved his murderous intent just now, once he seized this opportunity, Ye Tian might die. ”

Seeing Ye Tian's actions, everyone was puzzled and secretly felt sorry.

"I actually dodged!" Hong Feng was shocked in his heart, he had already exerted his speed to the extreme, and it could be said that the attack just now was his strongest blow.

Unexpectedly, Ye Tian not only dodged, but also suffered only minor scratches.

"Fire escape, Hao Fireball Technique!"

Ignoring the burning pain in his chest, Ye Tian let out a low snort, and instantly put out several handprints that others couldn't understand.

As the last handprint was laid out, I saw Ye Tian's cheeks bulging and spit out a flaming arrow from his mouth.

The tip of the flame resembles a fireball, and although it is only the size of the palm of your hand, it contains an intense heat that causes the temperature around it to rise suddenly.

"What!" Seeing this sudden fireball, even Xuan Guangyuan and the purple-robed old man were shocked.

Wu Yuan can only break the body of a martial artist, Ye Tian is just a five-star martial cultivator, and he actually did it, how is this possible!

The fireball shot out very fast, and in the blink of an eye, it flew in front of Hong Feng's face.

Due to the extreme urging of the body technique, the footsteps had not stopped, and there was no time to dodge, and the blazing flames instantly covered Hong Feng's head.

Seeing this, Ye Tian caught the phantom abyss falling in the air, without any hesitation, and the right hand holding the sword waved suddenly.

On the distinguished seat, Hong Shan wanted to run to the ring to rescue, but just stood up, but found that it was too late.

The seemingly ordinary broad-edged sword, like cutting tofu, easily slashed through Hong Feng's neck.

The head with the flames attached to it landed on the ring with a muffled thud.

Without a head, a headless body in the ring suddenly fell weakly.

At this moment, the originally noisy ring square was eerily silent.

Almost all of them had a look of disbelief on their faces, and their eyes were empty.

It seems that they are all saying that Hong Feng is a nine-star martial cultivator! He had the advantage just now, how could he be killed in the blink of an eye, what the hell happened!

"Hong Feng... Dead?" said a brown shirted outer disciple in the square, his lips trembling.

It was a small voice, but everyone seemed to hear it.

And he won. Xiao Mingyue came back to her senses and breathed a sigh of relief.

Not many people feel pity for Hong Feng, because when Hong Feng went out, the people who died in his hands, I don't know how many.

Moreover, in the previous sect competition, Hong Feng also killed several disciples of the same sect.

Mo said that Hong Feng died in the ring of the sect, even if he died in a private fight, most people would not feel sad and regretful.

In this kind of world where the strong have the power of life and death, the person who always feels pity is the real pitiful person.

The skull flames in the ring faded away, and for a moment, a pungent smell permeated.

Walking forward, Ye Tian trampled his scorched black head under his feet, and his sharp gaze shot directly at the Hongshan standing on the distinguished seat.

An extremely domineering and arrogant sentence, with a flat tone, spit out from Ye Tian's mouth:

". ”