Su Yafeng's defeat stunned everyone present.

Three moves, it was really just three moves, and Su Yafeng lost to Ye Feng.

Although from beginning to end, Su Yafeng only made a sword once, everyone knew that even if Su Yafeng still had a back hand, he was still defeated at the moment when the tip of the sword pointed to his throat.

Looking at Su Yafeng, whose face was as white as paper, many disciples of the Lishui Sword Sect all shouted loudly, their faces were red, and their voices became hysterical.

On the side of the excited crowd, Mei Ting squinted her eyes, looking at Ye Feng and the Thunder Light Soul Chasing Sword he was holding in his hand, with a hint of understanding on her face.

She only now understood the reason why Ye Feng didn't cooperate with him, with Ye Feng's current strength, he really didn't need to cooperate with anyone.

Opposite Ye Feng, Su Yafeng's body trembled slightly, and beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead because of shame.

He knew that Ye Feng had tricks in the battle, but even so, he was still convinced.

This is a competition, not a life-and-death fight. If it was really a battle to the death, Su Yafeng believed that the long sword in Ye Feng's hand must have already pierced his throat.

"I admit defeat, you wait here for a while, I will send someone to send you the token we have searched for immediately. Su Yafeng said in a hoarse voice.

Saying this, he took out a bamboo whistle from his sleeve and stuffed it into his mouth, blowing it vigorously.

After half a cup of tea, there was also a sharp whistle and a rush of footsteps in the dense forest in the distance.

The remaining disciples of the Phantom Sword Sect all rushed out of the dense forest in a hurry.

Seeing Ye Feng standing in front of Su Yafeng, many disciples of the Illusory Sword Sect pulled out the long swords in their hands in unison.

They were about to attack Ye Feng, but they were restrained by Su Yafeng.

"Stop. Su Yafeng roared majestically.

After stopping everyone's movements, Su Yafeng came to an extremely white-looking disciple of the Phantom Sword Sect.

Looking at the disciple in front of him guiltily, Su Yafeng said, "Qingyuan, give all the tokens we have collected to Ye Feng." ”

The disciple of the Illusory Sword Sect who was called Qingyuan by Su Yafeng, his full name was Li Qingyuan, and he was the master of the Phantom Sword Sect among the new disciples of the Illusory Sword Sect, second only to Su Yafeng in strength.

In addition to his super strength, his IQ is also extremely high. The trials of the disciples of the Illusory Sword Sect this time were all under his command alone.

"Defeated?" Li Qingyuan looked at Su Yafeng and asked.

Seeing Su Yafeng hang his head, he sighed and whispered, "Senior brother, I said a long time ago that Ye Feng can kill all the disciples of the Transfiguration Sect, and you are by no means his opponent. But you ......"

Li Qingyuan didn't say any more, but took out a buffalo leather belt from the bag behind his back.

Inside this belt, there are forty-five tokens obtained by the disciples of the Illusory Sword Sect in this trial. And now, what Li Qingyuan has to do is to be willing to gamble and lose, and hand over the token to Ye Feng.

Walking in front of Ye Feng with a leather bag, Li Qingyuan stared at Ye Feng for a long time.

"You've won, you're the biggest winner in this trial. Li Qingyuan said calmly. Saying this, he stuffed the leather bag into Ye Feng's hand, and turned around and walked towards the outside of the trial ground without looking back.

"What are you still doing in a daze, do you think that the Yinguang Snow Mountain, with its harsh climate, is a resort?" Li Qingyuan scolded loudly.

When his words fell, the stunned disciples of the Phantom Sword Sect all turned red, and then lowered their heads, embarrassed to keep up with Li Qingyuan's pace.

Behind the many disciples of the Illusory Sword Sect, Su Yafeng glanced at Ye Feng deeply.

Seeing that Ye Feng's face still maintained a calm appearance, his mouth opened, but he didn't say anything.

Defeat is defeat, and people like Su Yafeng will never make excuses for failure.

Although he didn't speak, everyone could feel the unyielding and fierce fighting spirit from his gaze.

As a sword cultivator, it is not terrible to be defeated, but it is terrible to lose the will to fight. Su Yafeng, the first day talent of the Yin Shang Kingdom, the most important thing he lacked was his tenacious and unyielding will.

After the disciples of the Illusory Sword Sect left, Mei Ting walked in front of Ye Feng.

Looking at Ye Feng's upright figure and cold appearance, Mei Ting's face turned red.

"Senior Brother Ye, in fact, I have already asked my fellow disciples to leave the Silver Light Snow Mountain. I have here twelve tokens, and I will give them to you together. With that, Mei Ting took out a pink cloth bag from her waist and put it in Ye Feng's palm.

In the blink of an eye, Mei Ting also left the trial ground, leaving only Ye Feng alone in the huge trial ground.

Seeing everyone leaving, Longman couldn't help but surround him at the same time.

At this moment, they looked at Ye Feng's gaze, which was not just admiration, but fanatical.

In their opinion, Ye Feng standing in place was like a towering mountain, and they could only look up when they stood face to face with Ye Feng.

Under the Silver Light Snow Mountain, in the residence of the four major sects.

The elders of the four major sects, as usual, stood in the open space in the center of the station, looking into the distance.

Finding that someone was coming from the direction of the Silver Light Snow Mountain, the elders of the four major sects couldn't help but be stunned at the same time.

Zhang Chaoyang, the elder of the Illusion Sect, had sharp eyes, and at a glance he saw that the person who came out of the Silver Light Snow Mountain was a female disciple of the Sword Transformation Sect.

He set his eyes on the elder of the Sword Transformation Sect and said viciously, "I'll just say, waste wood will always be waste wood. Look, the last place in previous years is the first to come out of the proving ground. ”

Zhang Chaoyang's words made the faces of the two elders of the Sword Sect suddenly cold.

They wanted to have a seizure, but when they thought of Zhang Chaoyang's strength, they endured the words that came to their lips again.

The strength of the Transformation Sword Sect is not as good as that of the Illusion Sect, the swordsmanship is not as good as the Illusion Sect, and even the strength of the elders cannot be compared with the elders of the Illusion Sect.

The two elders of the Huajian Sect knew that at this moment, even if they spoke out to resist, they could only bring humiliation on themselves.

Many of the disciples of the Sword Transformation Sect withdrew from the Silver Light Snow Mountain ahead of schedule, which meant that they had given up this trial.

After returning to the camp, the elder of the Sword Transformation Sect immediately stepped forward. Finding that Mei Ting was missing from the crowd, they couldn't help but be stunned.

"Where's your captain?" the Elder of the Sword Sect asked.

In the face of the furious elders, the disciples of the Sword Transformation Sect were all frightened.

Li Xia strengthened her courage, came to the elder, and whispered, "Elder, Senior Sister Mei Ting has gone to look for Ye Feng." ”

"Looking for Ye Feng?" the furious elder was stunned for a moment.

Seeing that the elder still didn't seem to understand what he meant, Li Xia whispered, "Elder, Ye Feng of the Lishui Sword Sect has killed all the disciples of the Illusion Sect. ”

"All...... Kill them all......" the elder's tone suddenly stammered.

Because he exclaimed in surprise, the elders of the other three sects in the rear all heard his shout.

Hearing the shouts of the elders of the Transformation Sword Sect, everyone's faces changed in unison, and they immediately focused their eyes on the body of Zhang Chaoyang, the elder of the Transformation Sect.

"Hey...... Hehe......" Seeing everyone's eyes, Zhang Chaoyang, who didn't know what was going on, let out a wicked laugh.

He turned his head and coldly glanced at Li Yuanhang and Chen Ling, who were pale, with a look of ridicule in his eyes: "I'll just say, some people's luck is always so bad, it seems that this time a certain sect will only have to leave the elders to go back." ”

Zhang Chaoyang's words made Li Yuanhang and Chen Ling's faces turn blue and white for a while.

They wanted to ask the elders of the Huajian Sect who had all been killed, but they suddenly found that the elders of the Huajian Sect had led many disciples into the tent where their sect was located.

Many elders were full of doubts, and their eyes were blazing at the Silver Light Snow Mountain.

About an hour later, everyone saw a group of people walking out of the Silver Light Snow Mountain again.

The elder of the Phantom Sword Sect saw that this group of people were disciples of this sect, and his nervous face breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Elder Liu Qingting of the Phantom Sword Sect roughly counted the disciples of the Phantom Sword Sect, and after making sure that no one was injured, he breathed a sigh of relief and nodded to the Great Elder of the Phantom Sword Sect who was presiding over this trial.

"It seems that the disciples of the Phantom Sword Sect are fine, and the only ones left are our Phantom Sect and the Lishui Sword Sect. Elder Li, I'm really embarrassed, I'm afraid you will lose again this time. After seeing the disciples of the Phantom Sword Sect, Zhang Chaoyang still didn't feel anything wrong.

After the Elder of the Phantom Sword Sect, Liu Qingting, brought many disciples into the tent, and in the open space of the entire square, only the Great Elder of the Phantom Sword Sect who presided over the trial, as well as Li Yuanhang, Chen Ling, and Zhang Chaoyang, two elders of the Phantom Sword Sect.

Seeing that Li Yuanhang and Chen Ling still refused to leave this place, Zhang Chaoyang couldn't help but let out a sneer: "Some people don't know what to do, and they are still waiting here." Are you all deaf, no one heard what the little girl from the Sword Gate said that there was a sect that had been wiped out. ”

Zhang Chaoyang's ridicule made Li Yuanhang and Chen Ling angry. Although the two of them were eager to tear Zhang Chaoyang apart, when they thought of the safety of the sect's disciples, neither of them made a sound.

The eyes of the two of them stared at the direction of the Silver Light Snow Mountain. Finding that someone had walked down from the mountain peak again, the palms of the two people couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat.

Closer, closer.

In the blink of an eye, people were thousands of kilometers away.

Seeing the person walking in the forefront, wearing the costume of a disciple of the silver-white Illusion Sect, Zhang Chaoyang roared excitedly, while Li Yuanhang and Chen Ling's bodies all trembled a few times.

"Defeated, is it defeated like this?" In an instant, the two elders of the Lishui Sword Sect felt that the sky was about to fall, if it weren't for a strong vitality to support themselves and let them stand in place, I'm afraid they would have fallen to the ground long ago.

In the blink of an eye, the people in the distance were less than 800 meters away from everyone.

The closer the distance, the more Zhang Chaoyang felt that things were strange.

The disciples of the Transfiguration Sect were all wearing the same silver-white clothes, but now, in the returning team, only the leader was wearing the clothes of the disciples of the Transfiguration Sect.

"This ......" Zhang Chaoyang looked suspiciously, glanced at the other Shape-shifting Sect elder beside him, and found that the other party was also shaking his head, and he couldn't help but have a hint of foreboding rising in his heart.

Suddenly, his gaze was fixed on Ye Feng, who was walking in the forefront, and after seeing Ye Feng's appearance clearly, he only felt that his breath was surging, and his vitality rushed towards his head uncontrollably.

"Impossible, impossible, how could anyone from the Lishui Sword Sect come out alive?" Zhang Chaoyang shouted in a lost voice.

His shout alarmed Li Yuanhang and Chen Ling, and the two elders focused their eyes on the people who came from afar, and at the same time, their faces turned red with excitement.

"Ye Feng, that's Ye Feng. Ye Feng came back with the disciples of the Lishui Sword Sect. Li Yuanhang roared loudly in his heart, at this moment, he could no longer suppress his excitement, and two lines of crystal tears flowed from his eyes.