Lin Ke's brows furrowed, and his eyes stared at the elder surnamed Yu under the No. 1 ring, and the other party was also staring at him, with a faint smile on his old face, as if he was not secretly doing anything at all, but there was a little encouragement and appreciation in his eyes.

Remembering this old face, Lin Ke looked in the direction where Bai Yunge, Xue Qinglan, and Yan Feng were, and instead of jumping off the ring in a hurry as they guessed, reasoning with Elder Yu, but standing there quietly, his eyes were a lot colder.

"Do you really think I'm a bully? Since you took the initiative to provoke me, don't blame me for being rude. Lin Ke said secretly in his heart.

Xue Qinglan's eyes showed a strange color, and said, "He actually stood motionless in the ring, could it be that he had already accepted his fate and was not ready to resist?" ”

"This is exactly where his cleverness lies, he must have guessed that we have arranged all kinds of means, even if we step down and reason with Elder Yu, it will be useless, and it will only be more humiliating." Bai Yun said.

"What if he just throws in the towel?" Someone asked.

Bai Yunge stared at the man with an idiot-like look and said, "Ignorance! All the Outer Sect Saints only have one chance to challenge the masters of the "Tiger List". If he misses it, he'll have to wait until half a year later. This person can defeat Gu Xian with three punches, his strength is not weak, he must give it a try. ”

Yan Feng jumped, drew a graceful arc, and landed in the ring.

Under the ring, a tsunami-like voice sounded, after all, Yan Feng was a famous Tianjiao in the outer gate, and he was almost as famous as Bai Yunge.

It is quite ridiculous that such a character is challenged by a little-known ninth-class pariah.

"That ninth-class pariah named Zang Feng is humiliating himself!"

"I don't think so, three days ago, that ninth-rank untouchable defeated Gu Xian with three punches, and his strength should not be underestimated."

"Half a year ago, Yan Feng was able to win the twenty-seventh place in the "Tiger List", he has a five-trick dantian, how fast his cultivation speed is, and now it is estimated that he has the strength to enter the top ten of the "Tiger List". The top ten of the "Tiger List" are all first-class heavenly pride in the entire White Tribulation Star, how can that ninth-class pariah compare with him? ”

"It is said that that ninth-rank untouchable is a body refining martial artist."

……

The discussion came and went, and the vast majority of the saints were not optimistic about Lin Ke, they just wanted to see how badly he would lose?

There are inner gate saints who came to watch the battle nearby, and they are still quite concerned about the top geniuses on the "Tiger List".

There are more than a dozen inner door saints, all of whom are masters, and their breath is like a rainbow, and they are the pillars of any family. Walking on the street, revealing one's identity, ordinary mortals have to kneel.

They sat on a painting boat, floating in the middle of the river, overlooking the ring.

"Yan Feng is still very powerful, it is said that the vitality has reached four hundred and twenty inches thick, and within a year, he should be able to impact the ninth heaven of the Great Martial Sutra and become an inner gate saint."

"A genius like him with a different kind of vitality, if he enters the inner gate, he will soon become a strong person in the inner gate."

"Even now, some weak inner door saints may not be able to suppress him."

The Xie brothers and sisters were also on the painting boat, and when they saw Zang Feng challenging Yan Feng, they all shook their heads, with pity in their eyes.

Xie Cheng snorted lightly: "The guy who doesn't know the height of the sky and the earth, before he has a firm foothold, he dares to go against Bai Yunge's group, today, Yan Feng will definitely teach him a heavy lesson." ”

"Hey! I knew that I should have reminded him in Seling Mountain, he was still too young, and I hoped that Yan Feng and Bai Yunge would not do too much. Xie Zangjian sighed.

In the ring.

Yan Feng was worried that Lin Ke was too afraid of death and would admit defeat without a fight, so he didn't have any nonsense and immediately attacked the past.

The sword was unsheathed, but only swept with the blade of the sword, striking Lin Ke's neck.

Beat him down his throat first, and don't give him a chance to speak.

Yan Feng's speed was so fast, it was like casting a shadowless sword, beyond the recognition ability of the naked eye, and in the outer gate, few saints could avoid it.

In the midst of an exclamation, Lin Ke took a step back and narrowly escaped the catastrophe.

"The reaction speed is quite fast."

Without hesitation, Yan Feng slashed out the second sword, still attacking Lin Ke's throat.

Lin Ke's body moved sideways, and he avoided it thrillingly again.

Then came the third sword, the fourth sword......

Yan Feng attacked seventeen swords in a row, each sword seemed to be very thrilling, but he didn't even touch a single strand of Lin Ke's hair.

When Yan Feng attacked the eighteenth sword, Lin Ke punched out, hitting the top of the scabbard accurately, and even the people with the sword beat Yan Feng backwards and back.

Under the ring, there was an uproar.

"What do you mean? Is Yan Feng deliberately releasing water? ”

"Yan Feng's strength, how can it be so weak, it shouldn't be done!"

Even Xue Qinglan was annoyed and said, "Do Yan Feng and Zang Feng really have a grudge?" How do you feel, Yan Feng didn't use all his strength at all. ”

Bai Yunge's eyes became serious, and he shook his head and said, "It's not that Yan Feng didn't use all his strength, but that Zang Feng is really powerful, and his footwork is strange, as if he can anticipate Yan Feng's every attack in advance." ”

Gu Xian was angry and happy in his heart, and said, "Now you know how strong Zang Feng is, right?" Losing to him with three punches, it's not that I'm useless, but that he hides very deeply and is a real master. ”

Bai Yunge snorted coldly: "Yan Feng's strength is by no means limited to this, his sword has not yet been unsheathed!" ”

Yan Feng stared at Lin Ke deeply and said, "Originally, I thought that you were just powerful flying knives, but I didn't expect that the speed of your body method was so good, no wonder you are so fearless." ”

"Wow-"

The sword is unsheathed.

Yan Feng's sword was a two-star elemental weapon, with thirteen artifacts imprinted inside. The brand revived, and crimson flames rushed out of the sword's body, emitting a scorching temperature, like a divine furnace burning, and the air was boiling.

The Outer Gate Saints under the ring finally sensed Yan Feng's strength, just the sword in his hand had the power of molten gold and iron.

If it falls on them, it can wipe them out in an instant.

"Look how you're still hiding."

Yan Feng raised his sword and dragged out a zhang long flame, roasting the black iron rock on the ground to cracks, and the speed of the sword increased dramatically.

Lin Ke finally felt a trace of pressure, and the nine refining body imprints on his body appeared, and they rushed towards his fist one after another. A move of wind punch was struck, and the strong wind swept most of the ring.

"Bang."

The fist and the flame sword collided together, making an earth-shattering sound.

The Nine Dao Refining Body Imprint wrapped the fist, and even if it was a two-star element-level battle sword, it couldn't hurt Lin Ke a single bit.

However, Lin Ke's strength was not as good as Yan Feng after all, and after a short collision, his body retreated backwards for more than ten zhang in a row, retreating to the edge of the ring before he stabilized.

The cuff of his right hand was burned to ashes by the flames.

Although Yan Feng had the absolute upper hand in this round of confrontation, Lin Ke's performance still shocked the audience.

"Hit the two-star element weapon battle sword with your fist, I'm not mistaken, right?"

"Can a body refining martial artist be so perverted? It's too strong, if that punch just now falls on me, I'm afraid I'll be blown to pieces. ”

"This Zang Feng is much more powerful than Qi Hong, and he is simply a humanoid beast."

On the painting boat in the distance, those inner door saints were also startled.

An inner gate saint said in amazement: "Can the body be refined to such a point? Was he using the Wind Fist just now? Another pervert came out of the outer door. ”

"With his strength, if he goes further, he can already break into the inner door. Hehe, I'm really looking forward to the birth of the first Refining Inner Gate Saint. ”

Lin Ke's punch just now was extremely amazing, and it made many people know him again.

"No wonder he can kill Yuan Yicheng, his brute strength is not small, it seems that he has to use the master's method to do it."

Using the Master's Technique to clean up a body refining martial artist, Yan Feng felt embarrassed. However, if the battle is not fought for a long time, it will be even more humiliating.

"Return to the clouds twelve, return to the clouds and perch on the clouds."

Yan Feng's whole body vitality operated according to a special route, fused with the mysterious sword moves, and his body turned into a phantom, and the sky was full of sword light. The flames on the sword, like clouds at sunset, crushed towards Lin Ke.

Lin Ke's martial robe seemed to be filled with wind, bulging up, and the vitality in his body quietly operated, converging towards his right fist.

After cultivating the Yuan Shen, as long as the Yuan Qi does not rush out of the body surface, no one under the real person can sense the Yuan Qi fluctuations in his body.

"It seems that I have to have a heavy hand next time to establish my authority, otherwise everyone will provoke and calculate me in the future, where can I still cultivate with peace of mind?"

"Storm thunder."

Lin Ke closed his eyes, combined his body and vitality, opened his bow and pulled the cloth, and punched out.

The Nine Dao Instrument Marks converged on the fist, and the wind gathered into a gaseous fist mark the size of a water tank and flew out, followed by the second and third ......

Ten gaseous fist seals collided with Yan Feng's swordsmanship, and each crack was like thunder, shaking a radius of ten miles. The saints under the ring were even more eardrums trembling, dizzy, and almost stunned to the ground.

"Poof!"

Yan Feng spat blood from his mouth, like a scarecrow, and threw it backwards.

In the distance, Bai Yunge suddenly stood up, stared at the ring with his eyes, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "This punch weighs 30,000 catties, and it can shake the ten tripods." How can it be? ”

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