The battle in the ring has ended, however, Feng Jian has not been drawn yet, he has been paying attention to the battle in the ring, watching such a battle, Feng Jian felt that his blood was a little boiling.

A hint of respect appeared in Feng Jian's eyes, and he said to himself: "This kind of battle is the most exciting!"

However, as soon as Feng Jian's words fell, a very discordant voice came from behind him, and he said coldly: "Only an idiot would choose this kind of battle that hurts a thousand enemies and loses eight hundred, the real battle requires brains, such a person will only die on the battlefield in the end!"

Feng Jian frowned, turned around to look, and saw a young man of the same age as himself, looking at him with a cold face, and there was even a slight killing intent in his eyes, Feng Jian was even more dissatisfied, however, he ignored the other party and walked straight away.

This person is naturally Xiao Yu, he has been paying attention to Feng Jian's every move, and even wants to provoke Feng Jian, but he is like a punch on cotton, there is nowhere to do it, Feng Jian doesn't care about him at all.

However, Xiao Yu naturally wouldn't just give up, and continued to say coldly: "In the future, you stay away from Li Xin, her identity is too different from people like you!"

Feng Jian glanced sideways and glanced at Xiao Yu, but he still didn't say anything, he still looked very indifferent, and then retracted his gaze, choosing to ignore Xiao Yu, he never paid attention to these people, this is Feng Jian's character.

However, what Feng Jian didn't know was that it was precisely because of this move that Xiao Yu was completely angered, and Xiao Yu looked at Feng Jian's eyes that did not put himself in the slightest, and his anger was instantly ignited.

He took a step directly, stopped in front of Feng Jian, stretched out a finger, pointed at Feng Jian's face, and said a little gloomy: "Heh, you are very arrogant, but believe it or not, I will kill you now?"

Feng Jian finally stopped his pace, looked at Xiao Yu, his eyes were also full of killing intent, without the slightest nonsense, he directly smashed his fist into Xiao Yu's face, and directly returned to him with action.

Xiao Yu didn't expect the other party to say that he would make a move, without even the slightest warning, so he had to rush to meet it with a punch.

"Bang!" In an instant, a huge burst of energy, and the two couldn't help but take a few steps back at the same time before they barely stopped retreating.

Feng Jian stared at Xiao Yu and said coldly: "You are just like this! If you want to kill me, are you qualified?"

Xiao Yu didn't expect that the other party's strength would be so strong, is this really the power of a third-order person? Xiao Yu couldn't believe it.

However, the anger instantly drowned out his curiosity, and when he heard Feng Jian's words, he instantly felt furious, the strength of the other party's third order dared to look down on him. He is the strongest among the people here, and he has even reached the level of the seventh order, which is much stronger than Feng Jian.

However, it was this person who was four stages weaker than himself that he actually said that he was not qualified to kill him, Xiao Yu's eyes became more and more gloomy, and his killing intent towards Feng Jian became more and more intense.

There was no nonsense, he rushed directly towards Feng Jian, raised his fist and smashed it.

However, just as Feng Jian was about to raise his fist to attack, a person suddenly appeared between them.

The two of them turned their eyes to the man's face, only to find that the person was the elder named Aoba.

Aoba caught the fists of the two very casually, without the slightest abnormality, obviously, the blow of the two looked very powerful, and he took it lightly.

Ignoring the shock of the two, Aoba said with a light smile: "Two little friends, the battle will start later, it is better to retain a trace of physical strength, and, with your strength, you will definitely be able to hold on to the end, and at that time, in the battle of Zhengda and Guangming, no one will stop it, I don't know if it's good?"

Feng Jian and Xiao Yu both knew that there was no way for the two of them to fight anymore, so they both withdrew their fists.

Feng Jian didn't speak, turned around directly, and wanted to leave here, however, Xiao Yu said reluctantly: "I'm afraid you will lose in a few games, I hope you can survive to the end, at that time, I will let you know the gap between you and me." ”

Feng Jian turned his head and said coldly: "Strength, it's not about it, you are very noisy!"

"You, hmph, I hope your strength can be as powerful as your kung fu!" Xiao Yu was angry, and after speaking, he glanced at Feng Jian coldly, and turned to leave.

Feng Xiao's eyes kept paying attention to Nameless in the No. 2 ring, Nameless was the one with the black cloak, who only showed his white palms and a pair of eyes.

However, Feng Xiao's expression was very complicated, but he didn't speak!

"In the thirtieth ring, Mu Qian, the prince of the Snow Empire, fought against Feng Xiao, his identity is unknown!"

"Ring 31, Iron Sword Gate Hao Zhan vs. Feng Jian, identity unknown!"

"In the thirty-second ring, Qingfeng sent Huang Yi to fight against Xiao Yu, and his identity is unknown!"

The identities of the three people in succession were unknown, which made everyone in an uproar, and their eyes turned to Feng Jian and them. However, Feng Jian didn't care about the eyes of these people at all, and walked straight towards their own ring.

Xiao Yu turned his head and looked at Feng Jian coldly, his eyes full of disdain and provocation.

Feng Jian turned his head and ignored the other party. Such a move made Xiao Yu even more annoyed.

"In Xia Mu Qian, please advise!" the imperial prince was very humble and said very politely, obviously, the people in the royal family still attach great importance to etiquette.

However, Feng Xiao's face was full of coldness, and he directly raised his long sword and pointed it at Mu Qian, without the slightest nonsense, and motioned for the other party to start.

The referee looked at Feng Xiao's actions, and shouted helplessly: "Let's start!"

Mu Qian didn't expect the other party to be like this, but since this was the case, he had no choice but to take out his weapon, and still said politely: "Girl, be careful!"

After speaking, his body turned sharply and rushed towards Feng Xiao, his speed was extremely fast, and he perfectly displayed the strength of the fourth order.

However, Feng Xiao didn't even have the slightest surprise, still with such a cold expression, but his perception had always been firmly locked on Mu Qian, no matter how much Mu Qian increased his speed, he couldn't get rid of it.

There was no way, Mu Qian had no choice but to rush directly towards Feng Xiao, since the speed could not avoid Feng Xiao's perception, there was only a frontal battle.

Suddenly appeared in front of Feng Xiao, and a fierce sword appeared in front of Feng Xiao's eyes and fell directly.

Feng Xiao suddenly moved, only to see that her speed was faster, and she directly stabbed several swords in a row, Mu Qian couldn't dodge Feng Xiao's attack at all, so he could only give up the attack and suddenly retreat.

He was very puzzled, why the other party only had a two-order strength, and the speed could be so perverted, his own speed was originally his advantage, but compared to the girl in front of him, it was even inferior to the other party.

Feng Xiao interpreted very well the meaning of being quiet like a virgin and moving like a mad rabbit, she directly and unrelentingly carried out an intensive offensive, instantly enveloping Mu Qian, step by step, her eyes were only cold.

Mu Qian was very aggrieved, the other party was not only extremely fast, but even the strength was above him, he raised his sword to resist the opponent's sword moves, and wanted to fight back, but he was slashed on the sword by the opponent's attack, and he felt that his arm was numb, and he almost couldn't hold the sword, let alone counterattack, only passive resistance.

However, at this moment, the referee's voice came: "Ring No. 2, no name!"

Because the ring is arranged vertically and distributed in several rows, Feng Xiao's ring is just not far from the No. 2 ring, so he can naturally hear the sound there.

However, the sound that was originally unrelated to it was Feng Xiao lost his mind for a short time, and because of this momentary interference, Mu Qian got a momentary respite.

He directly withdrew from Feng Xiao's attack range, and he began to really face his opponent, because Feng Xiao was a woman, and his strength was only at the level of two orders at the same time, he was a little contemptuous and careless, but he didn't expect to let himself fall into a disadvantage.

Now, Mu Qian was full of spirit, completely serious, and regarded Feng Xiao as a tricky opponent, and didn't dare to be careless.

Feng Xiao had also recovered from the momentary loss of consciousness at this time, her originally beautiful brows furrowed slightly, and a look of irritation appeared on her face.

However, he didn't stop, and rushed towards Mu Qian again, and his sword momentum became a little more powerful.

When Mu Qian saw Feng Xiao's actions, he instantly brewed the spiritual power of his whole body, and fiercely instilled it into the magic sword, he suddenly shouted: "Shatter Rock Slash!" Suddenly, the sword body was covered with a powerful momentum, and the fierce sword qi was very strong.

Feng Xiao's cold expression did not change at all, and he rushed towards Mu Qian quickly.

In an instant, the two were already entangled, and Mu Qian's very fierce sword momentum had already slashed towards Feng Xiao's body, and the sword qi carried Feng Xiao's head up, and his beautiful face was completely presented.

However, on this face, there was a cold breath, like the breath of death: "Mirror Flowers and Water Moon!" The incomparably cold voice, like a voice from the Nine Shadows Mansion, did not have any emotion, making people feel cold and gloomy.

However, as this voice came out, Mu Qian felt that his brain was blank for a moment, as if it had been short-circuited, but he was also a person who had been fighting for a long time, and instantly realized the reason for this situation at this time, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

He bit the tip of his tongue violently, and instantly regained a trace of clarity.

However, although his reaction was fast enough, unfortunately, Feng Xiao's speed was even more perverted, and Mu Qian helplessly found that Feng Xiao's long sword was already on his neck, and the cold blade was close to his skin, exuding a cold aura, and he even felt goosebumps rising.

In this level of battle, even if you are engrossed, there will be some movements that are difficult to capture, not to mention the state of losing your mind, which is a fraction of a millimeter or a thousand miles.

Mu Qian looked at Feng Xiao with a cold expression, full of cold eyes, not only did not have the slightest fear, but a distressed feeling inexplicably appeared, Mu Qian shook his head with a wry smile, politely gave a salute, and said: "If you lose, you are convinced!"

Immediately, he turned and left.

"Ring 30, Feng Xiaosheng!" the referee announced.

Feng Xiao didn't have the slightest smug expression, her face was full of coldness, and she walked out of the ring indifferently, however, at this moment, she saw the young man wearing a black cloak, looking at her.

The eyes of the two were just opposite each other, for a long time, and then they separated and left.

No one noticed that the young man with a face towel covering his face and wearing a cloak had a complicated look in his eyes, his fists clenched tightly, as if he was suppressing something, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

On the other side, the battle between Feng Jian and Hao Zhan was also very anxious, the Iron Sword Gate, as the name suggests, used an iron sword, but it was not an ordinary iron sword, otherwise it would have been broken long ago when it collided with Feng Jian's Moon Chopping Moon. Obviously, this kind of iron is absolutely extraordinary, and it can also play the role of spiritual power blessing, just like the magic sword.

Hao Zhanren, as his name suggests, is very belligerent, and the way of fighting is extremely fierce, wide open and close, strong and powerful, with every shot, there will be bursts of whistling wind, even if Feng Jian's strength, and Hao Zhan is hard, he also feels a little hard, and his arms are already sore.

Obviously, for Hao Zhan, strength is his strong point.

However, Feng Jian's favorite battle is like this, with absolute strength, defeating the opponent without the slightest fancy, the long sword in Feng Jian's hand is also with a fierce momentum, facing Hao Zhan's iron sword again and again.

From time to time, there was a collision sound of weapons handing over, and even sparks burst out from the blade of the sword, you can imagine how strong the strength of the two is.

The most anxious battle is these two people, it is difficult to distinguish, no matter what is up and down.

However, the most shocked person in his heart was Hao Zhan, his strength was at the peak level of the fourth order, and in terms of strength, even if he was a person of the same level, few people could compare with him, however, this young man who looked very thin and weak, and his strength was lower than his own order, actually relied on his absolute strength to compete with him head-on.

Moreover, he couldn't see the slightest tired look at all, but it seemed that he was getting braver and braver, as if his strength was not exhausted at all, you must know that Hao Zhan himself felt a little exhausted.

Feng Jian didn't know what the other party was thinking, he enjoyed this kind of battle very much, and he was not in a hurry to end the battle, he wanted to sharpen himself with a real battle and break through himself.

The battle continued for a long time, Hao Zhan's physical strength finally gradually became a little exhausted, his forehead began to make up for sweat, and his arms began to be sore, he found for the first time that the iron sword in his hand was so heavy, and every time he swung it, it required a lot of strength.

However, looking at Feng Jian again, there was no change at all, his breath was calm, and even his breath was the same as before, there was no sense of exhaustion at all, and the battle intent in his eyes became higher and higher, obviously, this kind of battle made Feng Jian very excited.

Hao Zhan was a little impatient, he knew that if the battle continued, he was afraid that he would really lose due to exhaustion, looking at the other party's appearance, as if there was no consumption at all, he couldn't help but scold his mother in his heart.

How could this very thin looking boy have such abundant strength, how could he have such stamina? Is this still the strength possessed by the third order?

There was no time to think about this, Hao Zhan began to brew the last remaining strength, all bet on this blow, he must win!