As the sun rose, the weather became warmer, and the square of Yanlin Village was crowded, and the water around the small place was blocked, leaving only the central ring empty.

Today's ring competition, almost the whole town has come, the old people with crutches, the babbling children, and the small vendors selling food are even more lively than the Lingyuan Festival.

However, most of these people are smiling, and only a few of them are frowning. It is no wonder that under the long period of slavery and strict social hierarchy, people's minds have gradually become numb, and they are just trying to eat a bite to eat.

Crazy Renjian looked at the crowd below sitting in the ring, and couldn't help the ecstasy in his heart, how happy it should be to abuse people in front of everyone's eyes!

It was close to noon, Zhang Yifeng still hadn't come yet, and the crowd seemed a little impatient.

"Zhang Xiaojiazi won't be scared, right?"

"It's better to lose face than to lose your life, right?"

"Probably not, that kid has been an iron head since he was a child, and he has never been afraid of things. ”

In people's discussions, Zhang Yifeng was wearing a white power suit and pushing the thick soil on the wheelchair.

"Houtu, you can wait for me with peace of mind. I'll treat you after the ring. Zhang Yifeng pushed Houtu to the front row and patted his shoulder to comfort him.

"Go ahead, Yifeng. Be careful. Thick Earth nodded, squeezing out an ugly smile.

"Good. "It's not hypocritical, Zhang Yifeng got into the ring from his body, and he almost fell down with a flickering footstep.

The crowd burst into laughter.

"You're here to be funny, even if you want to kneel and beg for mercy, it's too late. "Crazy Renjian will not let Zhang Yifeng go.

"The slut boy is too worried. I was thinking about how to clean you up last night, but I thought of too many ways to get it wrong. I just didn't sleep well. Zhang Yifeng steadied himself and twisted his arms.

"Hmph! Don't talk nonsense, and see the real chapter under your hands. Crazy Renjian put on a posture and didn't want to talk nonsense with Zhang Yifeng.

"Wait a minute!" Zhang Yifeng straightened his clothes and turned around.

"Folks. Thanks to everyone's love, the boy is here to thank you in advance! Everyone knows that the sword in the ring has no eyes, and I am just a pariah injured. But the cheap boy is a nobleman, but it's difficult to deal with it?" Zhang Yifeng hugged his fists and looked embarrassed.

When Ah Fu in the audience heard this, the expression on his face was a little solemn. Zhang Yifeng has cut off the retreat of both sides, it's good to win, but it's okay to lose...

Zhang Jianyi, who was drinking in the trees in the distance, squirted out a mouthful of wine. secretly said in his heart: "This kid is really cheap, ruthless!"

Lei Li's eyes flashed with inspiration, this kind of situation was what he liked to see, pushed away the crowd and said: "Everyone in the ring is equal, whoever is injured has to carry it himself!

Crazy Renjian saw Lei Li's face suddenly change and said sharply: "Leader Lei, what do you mean by this?

"Jian Gongzi is serious. First of all, I'm just seeking truth from facts, it's hard to let people tie their hands and feet and let you fight it. Secondly, you can't represent the whole madman. Lei Li was not afraid at all, and said a word.

"Okay, good! Leader Lei needs to be notarized. This son swears as a nobleman, whether he lives or dies in the ring!" Crazy Renjian's face became more and more gloomy.

"Then fight!" Zhang Yifei drew out his iron sword, his face disappeared in an instant, and the person instantly became energetic.

"Star Dome Sword Technique: White Light Death Sword!"

Crazy Renjian stepped back, the sword qi was instantly covered, and the white light of the sword tip suddenly appeared, and the finger stabbed straight at Zhang Yifeng's throat.

The sword was fast and eager to kill with one blow, so that Zhang Yifeng could shut his mouth forever.

Slow! Too slow! This kind of speed is still killing in white light? A sword that is extremely fast in the eyes of others, but it sneers at Zhang Yifeng, who has received special training from the devil, like slow motion.

Zhang Yifeng raised his hand, the same sword qi was condensed on the blade of the sword, and he didn't use any sword skills to lay out the straight sword and face the past. Most of the white light was instantly swallowed by the sword qi, and the rest came with the sword powerlessly.

Zhang Yifeng, his arm tightened, and his strength exploded instantly, and he directly bounced Crazy Renjian away with the power of his body.

The layman looks at the bustle, and the insider looks at the doorway. Ah Fu's pupils shrank, and he was really shocked by the degree of condensation of Zhang Yifeng's sword qi, he was able to resist beyond the realm, and he almost broke the sword qi of Crazy Renjian.

The mad Renjian on the stage did not believe in evil, and his sword skills were continuously used, as if it was effortless to use sword qi, but there was still no substantial progress.

Zhang Yifeng kept resisting, although it was a condensation of sword qi, there was still a certain gap, after all, the realm of Crazy Renjian was there. If you attack rashly, you will not be able to break through the defense of Crazy Renjian, but will consume sword energy.

One offense and one defense. Crazy Renjian is violent, the sword is wide open and closed, and the fierceness is incomparable. Zhang Yifeng was like an angry little daughter-in-law, who was obedient and had to parry.

The audience couldn't help but sigh with emotion, the big family is really wealthy, and there are many swordsmanship. Zhang Yifeng is afraid that his posture is hanging now.

can sit in the first row of thick soil can see clearly, Zhang Yifeng's face is as usual and not flustered. On the contrary, the more mad Renjian fought, the more anxious he became, the sword qi was consumed quickly, and his chest was a little undulating.

Come and don't be rude. Shaking away Crazy Renjian again, Zhang Yifeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and the muscles of his whole body exerted force at the same time, flying away like a cheetah, leaving a string of sword qi behind him in the shape of a star.

"Star Dome Sword Technique: Meteor Thorn. ”

"So fast. Crazy Renjian raised his eyebrows and didn't care too much, the sword was across his chest, the sword body became dark all over, and the sword qi kept surging and flowing.

Sure enough, it was again, Star Blazing Sword Technique: Black Iron Sword.

A sword is colorful, and a sword is dark. The two swords touched, and the great impact pushed Mad Renjian directly to the iron pillar on the edge of the ring, and the banner with the word Mad written on it was smashed all the way to the ground.

The star-like sword aura has not stopped, and the drill-like sword qi breaks through the dark sword qi inch by inch, and the sound of a whole tooth ache makes people's eardrums ache.

"Break it for me!" Zhang Yifeng roared, his arm exerted force again, and the black iron sword technique broke in response.

"How could it be. How can a swordsman break my sword skills. The sharp sword pointed straight at his throat, and Crazy Renjian shuddered, and fell directly down with an iron plate bridge. It's a pity that it was still a step too late, and the sword qi slashed across his cheek, and a blood flower splashed enchantingly.

"This, this, this!" everyone's eyes were full of disbelief, and their mouths could be opened into a fist.

"Boy, you've me off!" Touching the blood on his face, Mad Renjian slowly took out a strange sword from the ring.

The sword is three feet long, the sword body is golden throughout, and the tip of the sword is like a forked snake letter, as if it also makes a hissing sound, which is extremely weird.

"Damn, this kid is so despicable, he actually took out the snake letter sword made by Master Yi, a quasi-forger!" Lei Li was shocked, but he didn't open his mouth to break it.

At this time, the sword qi in the meridians of Mad Renjian in the ring continued to gush out, and the whole person's face was like gold paper, and his body was constantly trembling. A mouthful of blood spit out, and the surrounding sword qi instantly went berserk again, and his body moved like a snake in an S shape towards Zhang Yifeng.

"Golden Snake Blood: Wild Snake Spits Sword!"

Crazy Ren built a hateful position, and he didn't care about the consumption of sword qi, so he directly used a move of the Moon Cold Technique Sword Technique.

The sword wind became a wave, and the audience was a little unstable.

"Now Zhang Kid is finished. ”

"Blame him for being too impulsive, who doesn't want to provoke him, he dares to provoke the noble young master!"

There was another discussion in the audience, and in their eyes, Zhang Yifeng was already a dead man.

"It's so weird!" Zhang Yifeng tightened the sword in his hand, staring at Mad Renjian's position with all his attention, only the sword in his heart, and the rest of the voices disappeared.

Poof! The arm was cut in an instant, and the bright red on the white clothes was very eye-catching. In the moment of the sword, the strange sword actually devoured the sword qi, although it was not much, it was enough to make the sword qi collapse. Fortunately, Zhang Yifeng was vigilant and condensed a new sword qi in time, so he barely blocked it, otherwise his head would have fallen to the ground.

The sword arrived, and another bloodstain appeared. The body of the mad sword flickered, his eyes were closed tightly and he didn't look at it at all, and he slashed one sword after another. Zhang Yifeng had no choice at all, the sword qi realm was already weaker than the other party, and he was devoured by the strange sword, so he had to keep condensing the sword qi to resist.

"Look, I'm right, this kid is finished!" said the young man with a sharp beak and a monkey's cheek, and fell down the ground after seeing the blood, without the slightest pity.

Houtu's eyes were a little flustered, but he still retorted angrily: "Shut up! Yifeng is not that simple, he will never be defeated!"

"Hmph, if he is not defeated, I will eat demon pig on the spot!" The young man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks looked determined. Houtu clenched his fists and ignored it, watching intently at the field.

The sword wind in the ring was agitated, and Zhang Yifeng was like a leaf of duckweed in a storm struggling to support, and the blood all over his body dyed the white clothes into red robes.

The sword wind gradually weakened. The terrifying sword technique finally ended, Crazy Renjian gasped, and the hand holding the sword kept shaking, this move was not a small load for him.

fixed his eyes and looked at Zhang Yifeng, who had become a bloody man, all of this was worth it. Crazy Renjian laughed and mocked for a while: "Boy, aren't you cross?" Come on, come on, hurry up and clean me up, this son can wait!"

Leaning on the pillar, Zhang Yifeng lowered his head and responded hoarsely: "Do you know what it feels like to be injured by sword qi every day?"

After being baptized by wine intermittently, Zhang Yifeng's body was already extremely strong. At the beginning of that round of attacks, the sword qi was basically resisted, and the body was only a skin wound cut by the sword wind. It seems miserable, but it's not a big deal!

Zhang Yifeng staggered straight up, rubbed his wrists, and took steps, his eyes suddenly fierce.

"How do you know that I don't have the strength to fight back?! Spring Dance Spirit Butterfly Sword!"

Zhang Yifeng roared angrily, his footsteps kept tossing and turning, his body was so fast that it was illusory, and the cold light on the sword flashed three times.

"Ahh

The reversal came too quickly, and the audience's brains were once again a little out of pace.

"Untouchables, your ancestors didn't climb up from untouchables, the royal prince's family, there is a kind of ambition in the sword, tomorrow I will call myself a prince!" Zhang Yifeng said loudly, without the slightest hesitation, he drew his sword again.

Zhang Yifeng's words were like thunder on the ground, which made everyone's hearts surge, and his voice echoed for a long time.

"Fuck your crazy house! Fuck your nobles! Zhang Yifeng, come on! Fuck this bastard," a teenager who had been abused by Crazy Renjian spoke first. Immediately afterwards, the crowd was excited, and the sound of cheering for Zhang Yifeng shook the sky. Only Wang Jian and his group were silent. The young man with the sharp-beaked monkey's cheeks was flushed, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to drill down.

At this moment, the enslaved heart was not silent, and burst into cheers. Got rid of cowardice, got rid of fear, got rid of oppression, and the heart was reborn, and the soul was awakened.

Lei Li and Ah Fu's eyes flashed at the same time, and a thought flashed in their hearts instantly: "This son is definitely not a thing in the pool, he will become a great weapon one day!"

"The family of the imperial prince, there is a kind of color!" Zhang Jian in the distance looked bright.

"Don't force me, if you stop and I'll take your life, this matter will be revealed!" Crazy Renjian didn't seem to understand the situation, and he was still domineering, but his voice was a little painful.

"Cruel and unkind, brutalize the young people in the town! This sword is for them, slash!" Zhang Yifeng turned a deaf ear, and a sword fell. The skin opened and the flesh opened, and there was a scream.

"Cai!" The scene was jubilant, and the thick soil was touched.

"As a Wang clan, I don't think about the people, but I am poisonous! This sword is for the world, slash!" The blood is raging, hysterical.

"Color!"

"The body is the parents who receive it! This sword is for yourself, slash!" The sword entered the flesh and bones, and he lingered.

"Color!"

The three swords were slashed, Zhang Yifeng's figure stabilized, and the crowd cheered wave after wave. Many teenagers shed tears.

"Poof!" Crazy Renjian spat out a mouthful of blood, his face was pale, many wounds on his body were deep, and the green tendons on his head marked pain. Hearing the applause of the audience, this was far from his imagination, and the anger in his heart could not be suppressed. Glancing at Zhang Yifeng, he struggled to sit up, and the sword qi instantly erupted into chaos on his body.

"Was he beaten stupid?"

"Are you ashamed of what you say, and you're ready to kill yourself?"

Crazy Renjian's approach made the second monk puzzled.

Only Lei Li's face became more and more ugly.

"You forced me! Bastard! The sword enters the body and lives by itself: the incarnation of madness!" "Crazy Renjian burst into a loud shout, and actually stood up abruptly as if no one was fine. The most unacceptable thing is that a dry breath comes out!

"Hey! It's actually a high-level swordsman! faintly about to break through the sword master!"

The scene was silent again, but this time it was not fear, but more worry!