"you!"

People, when they are extremely angry, they will lose face or something, and they will be thrown away without a trace.

Bullying the small with the big and bullying the weak?

Hao Binlong had already thrown all of this away at this time, and roared and attacked Ye Feng, the power was amazing, and the ferocity was incomparable.

In an instant, the ring was shrouded in swords that seemed to be substance, intertwined into a shining sword hell.

Even if there was a protective shield in the ring, the audience still felt the sharp cold air coming to their faces, and they couldn't help but shiver coldly, full of shock.

They may hate Hao Binlong, but they have to be in awe of the strength shown by Hao Binlong.

"Heavenly Hell Cold Sword, the unique technique of the Wanqing Sect, I can't imagine that Hao Binlong has actually cultivated to such a realm, it's really unthinkable!"

Those geniuses of the Great Gate Sect, seeing this scene, couldn't help but have their eyelids jumping, and their hearts were awe-inspiring.

If they are replaced to face this move, I am afraid that except for a few people, everyone else will definitely not be able to resist it, and they will only fail miserably and collapse for thousands of miles.

Zu Qianjun and Wang Haoyue also looked solemn, and their breathing was tight.

This sword came down, even if it was them, they had to do their best to barely parry it, and the power was too amazing.

"Yo, don't be so angry, let people die at every turn. When people die, they can't live, and the world is boring. I think you should be a little gentler, come, Wangcai, and laugh?"

Ye Feng laughed softly and strolled along.

didn't look at how he moved, the sharp and cold sword light could rub his body, as if Hao Binlong deliberately cooperated with him, the sword was fancy and gorgeous to the extreme, but every sword fell in the air, giving people a weird feeling.

"Damn, little brute, I'm going to let you die today!"

Hao Binlong laughed angrily, his arms were raised, and rows of snowy and cold long swords were condensed and formed, just like sword feathers, stretched and sonorous, and suddenly shot out, and the sound of sneering through the air was piercing to the extreme, making people creepy.

Each sword shadow contained the sword qi that could instantly stir a first- or second-order powerhouse of the Destruction Realm into meat sauce powder, which was extremely fierce.

The sword shadow roared down in the sky, killing and surging.

The audience gasped, this move was even more amazing than the previous one, even if they didn't have to face this situation, they still felt an indescribable tragedy and despair from the sword shadow, like hell.

"I'm so scared! Is it true that the Wanqing Sect has disciples like you? Tut-tut, it's really amazing, it's really a big sect, it's too magnificent, it's too magnificent, it's heaven and the world, only you Wanqing Sect is the only one......"

Ye Feng still looked serious, chattering and talking.

The entire ring was shrouded in the shadow of the powerful sword, and every inch of the corner seemed to grow a forest of long swords, and the sharp aura was frantically cutting in the space, even if it was a mosquito, in this violent aura, there was no gap to escape, and it could only be obediently cut into a pile of powder.

But Ye Feng is so lightly understated, taking a leisurely walk in the sword forest, his attitude is calm, no sword light can fall on him, there will always be a little bit worse.

"Damn, hateful, hateful......"

Hao Binlong felt the pain in his face, and the anger in his eyes became more and more vigorous.

He shot even more frantically, and the sneering sword burst out in waves, dividing the space into more fragments and delicates, lest a little gap slip through.

The strength of the sixth order of the Destruction Realm was vividly displayed by Hao Binlong, and that kind of violent and raging aura was as restless and tyrannical as magma.

With this kind of strength, the countless spectators present, except for those who are truly superb, the rest of the people are all discolored and trembling.

In the eyes of most audiences, Ye Feng is like a boat in the stormy waves at this time, ups and downs, thrilling, Hao Binlong occupies an absolute advantage, and the scene of the sword shadow is really amazing.

"Senior Brother Hao, good job, keep up the good work and kill this bastard!"

"Come on, Senior Brother Hao, kill him!"

Tie Hulin and other disciples of the Wanqing faction were desperately cheering for Hao Binlong, cheering for Hao Binlong's obvious advantage, and the scar-faced young man who was driven down by Ye Feng at the beginning had a strange expression, his mouth was moving, and he wanted to speak, but he couldn't spit out a word for a long time, so he could only hang his head helplessly, feeling that as a disciple of the Wanqing faction, he really had no face to see people.

"Awesome, awesome!"

"You are really unfathomable, Ye Feng!"

The geniuses who had gone through the second level of the trial with Ye Feng couldn't help but gasp, and their expressions were extremely complicated.

Hao Binlong's strength is strong, and his shots are amazing, but all the geniuses are extremely proud people, and they feel that as long as they have another year or two, Hao Binlong's realm, they can also achieve it, and even easily surpass the past, so they are not too surprised.

But the strength shown by Ye Feng really shocked everyone.

In fact, Ye Feng hadn't made a move yet, just wandered around casually and avoided Hao Binlong's attack.

But even so, the crowd saw a lot of things.

In that storm-like attack, those who can be as comfortable as Ye Feng are not in the realm of the opponent, or their body is strange and subtle to a kind of supernatural realm.

Everyone could see that although Ye Feng's body style was wonderful, it was only for ordinary masters, in the eyes of the disciples of the great sects, such a body style was actually average.

But even such an ordinary body technique, in Ye Feng's hands, showed amazing power. No matter how dense and ferocious Hao Binlong's attacks were, Ye Feng always understated and dodged easily, and even begled endlessly, the kind of bitter and mean words spewed out in waves, and there were almost no repetitive words.

It can be seen that it is precisely because Ye Feng's eyesight realm far exceeds that of Hao Binlong that he can be so easy under that crazy attack.

"Leaf Wind ......"

Zu Qianjun muttered the name, and the light in his eyes became more and more intense, full of flame-like battle intent.

He felt the pressure.

It's like the towering Dream Chart Stone Tablet in the Great Hall of Trials, every time he sees the name at the bottom, the pressure that accumulates is exactly the same as the situation in front of him, which also makes his blood boil and makes him high-spirited.

The others were also bright-eyed, and they all subconsciously regarded Ye Feng as the biggest target of this Jingfeng Forest trial.

"Hey, is this the end? There are no new moves? You are a great master of the Wanqing faction, how can you be so shameless? You are still not a man?"

The furious and terrible sword shadow was whistling, and Hao Binlong had already released a set of Heavenly Hell Cold Swords from beginning to end, and now he had to start rotating again.

Ye Feng couldn't help but sneer, he still wanted to see more of the Wanqing Sect's peerless exercises, but he couldn't imagine that it was just like this, it was really boring.

"You ......"

"What are you? Aren't you? You're leaking too fast, real man, to last ......."

Hao Binlong's face turned red, all the blood and qi piled up on his face, red as blood, and his whole head was about to explode, this was no longer a simple anger, this was the deepest part of the naked fighting spirit to strike, the kind of anger that came out of his soul made his head spew steam.

In the face of Ye Feng's heart-wrenching sarcasm, Hao Binlong only felt that the breath in his body was tumbling and agitating, and his eyes were faintly black, and he had a feeling of going crazy.

"What are you staring at me for? This kind of thing has nothing to do with me, I'm just a passer-by, and you should solve your own problems. Friend, don't give up on treatment!"

Ye Feng laughed and easily avoided another attack from Hao Binlong.

"You ......"

Hao Binlong trembled all over, his chest was stuffy for a while, he couldn't bear it anymore, and he spurted out a mouthful of hot blood with a wow, looking hideous and terrible to the extreme.

"Wow, I really vomited! Your glass heart is too fragile, I thought I could hold on for a little longer!"

Ye Feng smiled, and couldn't help but go up to mend the knife.

Hao Binlong covered his chest and stared at Ye Feng fiercely, he had already stopped attacking.

His chest was heaving, and he was desperately admonishing himself in his heart, don't be angry, don't be angry, don't be angry.

But that nameless anger just couldn't stop coming up.

Hao Binlong's gaze slowly swept across the audience, looking at the disdain in the eyes of the many audiences, his heart moved, and in an instant, a strong and incomparably humiliating feeling enveloped his body.

With a muffled "bang", Hao Binlong fell directly to the ground, his eyes turned black, and he fainted completely.

He really couldn't face the kind of high-profile but messy scene, so he simply fainted, and he didn't need to pay attention to these troublesome things for the time being.

Ye Feng squatted beside Hao Binlong, stretched out his hand and poked Hao Binlong's face, seeing that there was no reaction, he slowly stood up, shook his head, and sighed: "Why bother? It's not a big deal, as for this?"

Everyone looked at his expression of being cheap and obedient, and they couldn't help but complain in their hearts, people are already pitiful enough, big brother, why do you have to sprinkle salt on other people's wounds?

As for Tie Hulin and the others, their faces were even more stunned at this time, their faces were pale, and they knew that the Wanqing faction had planted another heel this time.

Tie Huhai stood at the back of the crowd, with a cold face and a word. He glanced at Ye Feng deeply, turned around and left, the fierce light in his eyes really made people shudder.

Ye Feng looked around, his eyes wandered for a long time, and he really couldn't find any trace of Chen Xue'er, so he sighed, jumped out of the ring, and went straight back to the cabin where he was stationed, and began to retreat and cultivate again.