If it is a person who is really deep enough in the city, or a person who is really smart, at this moment, when Feng Rebellion bursts out with fist intent, the best choice, and the most beneficial choice for himself, is to take the initiative to admit defeat. In this way, although he is a little unsightly on the face, he can at least retain the last trace of grace, which makes people feel that this is a person who can win and lose.

However, the successive ignorances and blows made Qin Yi lose his original calm mentality and judgment step by step, or maybe he was not a truly open-minded person himself, so under the intense humiliation and anger, he made a stupid choice, that is, dying and struggling.

"Drink!"

A low drink of suppressed infinite anger sounded from Qin Yi's mouth, and the strong true qi burst out of his body like a flood.

The soles of his feet stomped heavily on the ground, Qin Yi's body turned into an afterimage, the half-step fist intent condensed in his right hand, and his body swept up a terrible storm with the help of momentum, and under the shroud of true qi, his whole person seemed to turn into a ball of light, and swept away towards Feng Rebellion. The majestic fist pierced the air, and the air was torn apart in that instant.

With the blessing of the transcendent peak cultivation and the half-step fist intent, how much power does it have!

In that instant, the stone slab under Qin Yi's feet completely turned into pieces and fluttered in the wind.

Such a punch has far surpassed the scope that most transcendent martial artists can achieve, and even has been infinitely close to the dust martial artists, but unfortunately, Rao is so, in front of the Feng Rebellion who has comprehended the ancient fist intent, it is still not enough.

Disheveled~

A punch, just a simple punch, looked like an ordinary punch, but it was such a seemingly ordinary punch that tore through Qin Yi's mighty punch in an instant, and then directly hit Qin Yi's chest.

Poof――

Blood spilled into the sky, Qin Yi flew out upside down with his back in the sky, and fell outside the martial arts platform.

The audience was silent, silent!

Seal the rebellion, win!

The scene was silent, and many people were in mixed moods, this result was unexpected, but it was thought of. Qin Yi's strength is well known, the number one master of the inner gate, a super genius who comprehended the half-step fist intent before he was thirty years old, who dares to question his strength? But the strength of Feng Yi let everyone know that it turned out that a transcendent realm martial artist could still be powerful to this extent, and at the same time, it also allowed most people to see with their own eyes how powerful the true fist intent was for the first time.

Vaguely, everyone seemed to see a rising superstar.

"Ahem......"

On the other side, Qin Yi, who was knocked off the martial arts platform, covered his chest with his left hand, and slowly and easily stood up from the ground, without any words or expression, he turned around silently, his expression was blank, and he staggered step by step towards the outside of the martial arts arena. At this moment, there is no trace of the former arrogance and edge on his face, and the only thing left is decadence and despair.

There is no doubt that this battle has brought a considerable blow and shadow to this young genius, who has not suffered any setbacks since childhood, so big that he even began to lose and begin to be depressed. If he can't get out of it, his martial arts path will be considered to be the end, on the contrary, if he can adjust his emotions and regroup in a short period of time, then this defeat may become a turning point in his martial arts, and his future martial arts path will be wider and longer.

Looking at Qin Yi's dejected figure slowly leaving, everyone couldn't help but sigh in their hearts. Prior to this, Qin Yi, as the senior brother of the inner door, had always been the object of their worship, but now, this existence, which made many inner disciples look up to and worship, was defeated head-on by another newcomer who suddenly rose in front of the public, and he was defeated so badly and so desolately.

Generations of talented people have come out, and a generation of new people has replaced the old, perhaps, this is the cruelty of martial arts.

"Whoosh~"

Just when everyone was secretly sighing, a black figure flew into the ring.

And with the arrival of this figure, the originally slightly gloomy atmosphere in the arena suddenly became enthusiastic again.

Han Fei easily defeated Hu Dingxian, the third master of the inner gate, not long ago.

Compared with the record of defeating the number one master Qin Yi just now, Han Fei's record of defeating Hu Dingxian seems to be a little inferior. However, at this time, I no longer dared to infer which of these two people was stronger or weaker, because these two people are the kind of characters who are not loud and famous, and no one knows what the real strength of the two is, let alone where the bottom line of the two is.

Therefore, at this moment, everyone has given up speculation about this victory and defeat, and is wholeheartedly looking forward to this rare battle of geniuses.

"You didn't let me down!"

In the ring, Han Fei looked at Feng Yi with the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, and the long knife behind his back was already in his hand. When fighting with others, he doesn't need to use a blade, but against Feng Rebellion, he has to use a knife, because Feng Rebellion is the only opponent he values so far, and he is also the first one of his peers who is not 100% sure that he can defeat even if he uses a knife. Just like Feng Wei can't see through him, he can't touch the depth of Feng Wei.

"I'm sure you won't let me down either!" Feng Shun's expression was indifferent, and a pair of gloves as thin as cicada wings quietly covered his hands. Others may not know, but he clearly knows that the long knife in Han Fei's hand is a spiritual weapon-level divine weapon, and he is not sure that he will enter the white blade empty-handed.

"So, war?"

"Fight!"

Rumble!

As soon as the word "war" came out, two astonishing momentum suddenly collided together.

The fist is like a mountain, and the knife is like a prison!

Before the two officially fought, the violent and ferocious momentum had already made the thick martial arts platform tremble, and the slightest crack was cracked......

"Knife intent, oh my God, this is knife intent, Han Fei actually comprehended the knife intent......"

Seeing this scene, the audience outside the venue was shocked again. Half-step fist intent, fist intent, knife intent, wave after wave of shock, so that everyone didn't know how to speak. One by one, they looked at the two figures in the ring dumbfounded, and their hearts couldn't calm down for a long time......

Everyone's horror and shock Feng Wei and the two were naturally not interested in paying attention, and when the momentum condensed to the peak, Feng Wei snorted coldly and took the lead in attacking.

"Drink!"

The low shout, like rolling thunder, turned into a terrifying sound wave that did not disperse and rushed directly towards Han Fei. At the same time, Feng Rebellious's fist was like riding the wings of sound, and with an earth-shattering might, it slammed into front of Han Fei.

Han Fei's expression was calm.

Although this unexpected sonic attack was a bit unguardable, it didn't pose much of a threat to him.

"Huh!"

With a shake of his right hand, Han Fei gently and skillfully slashed out a knife, and this knife actually broke the void with reality, and broke the sound violently. Then, with a slight turn, he was slashing into the fist that Feng was blasting in.

For many martial artists, strong martial arts are the key to defeating the enemy, but in real battles, temporary reactions are actually more important. Han Fei's knife not only broke the sound wave of the rebellion, but also took advantage of the situation to defuse the attack of the rebellion. Shows amazing perception and combat awareness.

"Boom!"

In the midst of the loud noise, Feng Yi and Han Fei each took a step back. Both of them are genius and strong men with a hundred battles, and as soon as their bodies retreat, they take a step at the same time, and they attack in unison.

"Boom!"

The two collided again, and their bodies were shocked by the huge force and took a step back, and no one took advantage of it.

However, although he was flying flat on the surface, Feng Wei knew in his heart that he had actually lost half of the two hits just now. Because he obviously felt that the opponent's sword intent was stronger than his own fist intent, the reason why he was able to tie was because of the physical strength that the mid-mature "bronze battle body" added to him. Otherwise, he is afraid that he will fall directly into the disadvantage.

Of course, physical strength is also a part of strength, and Feng Rebellion will not be pedantic enough to think that this battle is just a simple competition of fist intent and sword intent, which is stronger and which is weak, it depends on their comprehensive strength.

"This kind of battle is interesting, come again!"

A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Han Fei's figure suddenly became illusory.

In the next moment, a sharp sword light instantly slashed in front of Feng Yi's eyes.

"Boom Boom ......"

Between the lightning and the fire, Han Fei slashed out seventy-seven forty-nine knives in a row. Although he didn't use any combat skills, the speed of each knife was amazingly fast, and it was completely impossible to capture with the naked eye.

With such a terrifying sword speed, no matter how many martial artists in the transcendent realm are replaced, they will probably be defeated before they even have time to parry. But Feng Wei is not, the powerful spiritual sense allows him to use his naked eyes to distinguish the opponent's attack like an ordinary martial artist, although Han Fei's knife speed is fast, after all, it is still faster than Feng Wei's perception and spiritual sense.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Under the lock of spiritual sense, Feng Reverse came out with both hands, and hit the opponent's sword light with one punch. However, as the opponent's knife speed became faster and faster, Feng Yi gradually began to struggle a little, and this kind of passive battle was not what he liked.

"Instant kill!"

In the midst of a sharp turn of thought, Feng Rebellion suddenly retreated half a step, and then retreated as advance, gathering the strength of his whole body to blast out a trick.

"Boom!"

Under the ferocious and incomparable punch of Feng Rebellion, Han Fei's sword technique was affected and he had to retreat more than ten zhang. While retreating, he was extremely experienced in combat, and he also slashed out a sword qi at the right time to block Feng Reverse and take advantage of the victory.

"Peng~"

Casually blasted away Han Fei's sword qi, Feng Fei stepped forward and flew up, chasing after him.

"Good time!"

Han Fei's eyes narrowed, and he slashed forward in a mysterious arc.

What is surprising is that this knife did not have the slightest blade, and even the sound was very small, and even the black long knife in his hand disappeared!

No shadow, no form, no quality!

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