After the semi-finals qualifying match, in the 110 dormitory in the south of Qingyunmen, he patted Ye Feng's shoulder with a big mouth and said, "I knew that it would definitely be a duel between you and Xiang Lingxiao in the end." ”

Xiao Qi also said happily: "Ye Feng, congratulations on entering the finals!"

Ye Feng's face was solemn and he didn't speak.

Seeing that Ye Feng was silent, knowing that Ye Feng was thinking about the next battle against Xiang Ling Xiao, he comforted with a big mouth: "Ye Feng, don't worry, brother, I support you." ”

Xiao Qi hesitated for a moment and said, "But as the number one overlord, Xiang Ling Xiao is really strong. ”

The big mouth patted Xiao Qi's shoulder and said, "Aren't you arrogant to destroy your own prestige! We must believe that Ye Feng can win." ”

Xiao Qi couldn't help but nodded.

Seeing that the two of them were nervously facing a great enemy, Ye Feng couldn't help but smile and scolded: "I'm not so nervous! ”

Big Mouth and Xiao Qi smiled and said, "Aren't we worried about you?"

Ye Feng smiled, a sharp edge flashed in his eyes, and said, "In this battle, you can only go all out." ”

Xiao Qi and Big Mouth couldn't help but nodded.

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An attic in the middle of Qingyunmen, inside the hall.

The unknown tea on the table was fragrant and smoky, and Yu Longxiang and Lu Zhenqun sat next to each other.

Yu Long Xiang had a piece of paper in his hand, which looked like a letterhead.

Lu Zhenqun picked up a cup of tea, took a sip lightly, and asked, "Is it news from the Pingdang Sect?"

Yu Longxiang pondered for a while, closed the letterhead, and said with a faint smile: "It seems that our battle tomorrow will not be calm after all." ”

"Oh?" Lu Zhenqun was slightly surprised: "Tomorrow?"

"Hmm. Yu Longxiang nodded, and handed the letterhead to Lu Zhenqun: "No accident, the people of the Pingdang Sect will arrive tomorrow, and it should be Han Wentuo who leads the team." ”

Lu Zhenqun's eyes froze, he took the letterhead and looked at it, slowly exhaled a breath, and said with a slightly stern face: "It turned out to be Old Ghost Han, and he also brought a lot of outstanding disciples to provoke, which is unusual." ”

Yu Longxiang's right index finger kept knocking on the table, making a crisp sound, and said with a faint smile: "It seems that the Pingdang Sect is unwilling to bend its knees to be the second major sect of the Wuyan Empire." ”

Lu Zhenqun stroked his white beard, his eyes flashed, and he said solemnly: "The Pingdang Sect is obviously prepared this time, and its purpose must not be just to provoke our disciples, but it should have an ulterior motive outside. ”

Yu Longxiang still smiled faintly: "The soldiers will block, and the water will cover it." ”

Lu Zhenqun stroked his white beard and groaned for a long time, then nodded.

In the early morning of the next day, the arena was compared.

At this moment, the arena is already crowded, all the outer disciples are neatly lined up in a square formation, the ranking competition of a hundred disciples is still continuing, and there are also a lot of young disciples standing in the rear of the outer disciples, most of these young disciples are sixteen or seventeen years old, their eyes are gathered on the No. 1 competition arena in the middle, as if in addition to the characters above, it is difficult for others to attract their attention, in the center of this group of disciples, a girl in green clenched her small fists, her beautiful eyes were full of brilliance, it was Yu Fengwu.

In the center of the outer disciples, Sisi, who was dressed in purple, looked quite uncalm, the expression on his face was extremely complicated, his teeth clenched his lips, and his beautiful eyes kept sweeping between the two people in the No. 1 arena.

Now it's finally time for the finals.

Everyone's eyes were firmly fixed on the two people on the No. 1 arena, and they couldn't help but look very excited on their faces, constantly raising their arms and shouting, cheering and cheering, and the entire arena was filled with an exciting and abnormal atmosphere.

On the No. 1 arena, Ye Feng was wearing a black windbreaker, standing against the wind, standing there quietly, looking at Xiang Ling Xiao opposite with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Xiang Ling Xiao had a long sword pinned to his waist, the long sword had a simple and unknown pattern, it looked quite old, his face was indifferent, but there was a touch of solemnity in his eyes.

Ye Feng smiled slightly: "Let's continue the unfinished battle last time!"

Xiang Ling Xiao didn't move like a mountain, his expression was indifferent: "Why not?"

Ye Feng laughed: "Brother Xiang is really refreshing." ”

Xiang Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows, stretched out his right hand, and held the hilt of the ancient long sword, the momentum of his whole body changed in an instant, and the fierce and terrifying momentum rose to the sky, the sharp and powerful momentum was overwhelming, and the heaven and the earth changed color.

All the teenagers looked stunned, and they all stopped shouting and cheering, and looked at Xiang Ling Xiao who was holding the hilt of the sword with a shocked and adoring expression.

The audience was silent, and the strong momentum filled the audience, like a proud emperor, and the strong momentum suppressed everyone present.

Ye Feng's expression froze, Xiang Ling Xiao seemed to be the incarnation of the sword, the moment he held the hilt of the sword, the momentum of the whole person changed drastically, he was like an emperor in the sword.

Seeing this scene, Ye Feng took out the dragon scale knife almost without hesitation, his right hand was slightly forced, and he held the dragon scale knife tightly in his hand, his whole body was running, and the fierce and violent momentum was released to the fullest, facing the overwhelming momentum.

"Bang!" As the strong momentum collided with each other, there seemed to be a dull sound in the air.

Holding the dragon scale knife in his hand, Ye Feng's eyes burst with light, a small air vortex appeared under his feet, and the soles of his feet flicked violently in place, and his body disappeared in place, and a flash was to cross half the distance, and he rushed towards Ling Xiao with a strong momentum.

Xiang Ling Xiao's right hand holding the hilt of the sword moved, the sharp look in his eyes flashed slightly, sneered, drew the sword out of the sheath, and the shining sword light crossed the sky.

Ye Feng's eyes narrowed slightly, and from the posture of Xiang Ling Xiao's sword, he instantly judged that this was not the sword technique of slashing the sky, this was just a very ordinary sword, a sword brewing with fighting spirit, but this ordinary sword was displayed in Xiang Ling Xiao's hand, but it had great power, and the fierce momentum seemed to be unmatched, and it cut through the sky at an extremely fast speed and slashed at Ye Feng's chest.

Don't dare to slack off, Ye Feng shouted, the dragon scale knife in his hand was quickly raised, the fighting spirit was running, the sharp blade suddenly flashed with an invisible flow of light, his right hand slashed, a knife was violently swung out, and the violent and strong fighting spirit wrapped the dragon scale knife and slashed out.

"Bang!" A strong collision sound, two sharp and powerful fighting qi collided and made a terrifying sound, and the violent wind suddenly overflowed, and the violent smoke and dust on the arena flew all over the sky.

Xiang Ling Xiao's figure quickly retreated in the field, and with a light leap, he stood firm in the back, but the simple long sword that was unsheathed was already in its sheath, and his expression was still indifferent.

Ye Feng's right hand stroked slightly, and there seemed to be two more short hairs on his hand, and he couldn't help but concentrate slightly.

Looking at Ye Feng's movements, most of the disciples were slightly stunned, and they looked at the two people in the field blankly, only a few disciples around the outer disciples flashed with surprise in their eyes, and their eyes looked at the dragon scale knife in Ye Feng's hand at the same time.

Ye Feng picked up the dragon scale knife in his hand, and saw that there was a gap the size of a grain of rice on the blade of the dragon scale knife, and the hair on his forehead seemed to be slightly untidy.

Most of the disciples under the stands still didn't understand what was going on, but Ye Feng's body was very clear in the game, Xiang Lingxiao's sharp and powerful sword not only knocked out a gap in the dragon scale knife, but also the sharp fighting qi passed the rebound attack of the dragon scale knife towards Ye Feng's face, in that embarrassing moment, Ye Feng raised his head slightly to avoid the sharp and powerful fighting qi, but the hair on his forehead was still broken twice.

Ye Feng's expression became solemn, the dragon scale knife in his hand tightened, and then it was raised at a strange angle, the corners of his mouth pulled up a slight smile, the momentum of his whole body changed, and he suddenly became sharp and domineering, and the violent and violent momentum emanated, and the whole body was dressed in black and danced without wind, domineering but strong.

Seeing Ye Feng's momentum change suddenly, Xiang Ling Xiao's indifferent expression disappeared, replaced by an extremely dignified face, this momentum he had seen, at the moment when the two of them faced each other in the knockout round, Ye Feng's momentum at that time was so domineering and powerful, as if even heaven and earth could not stop the momentum, his right hand suddenly stretched out, put on the quaint hilt of the sword, the finger joints were slightly white, Xiang Ling Xiao was like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed, the edge was restrained, once it was unsheathed, it was a shocking blow.

In the eyes of the two of them, it seems that there is only the existence of the opponent between heaven and earth, and there is no existence of all things, at this moment, Ye Feng and Xiang Lingxiao's whole body spirit is completely focused on the opponent, and there is no one else.

Everyone present held their breath, staring at the scene in the arena without blinking, for fear that a touch of breath would break the peace between the two, and usher in a torrent-like outburst, which was extremely violent.

It's a showdown between the strong!