Ye Feng smiled faintly, but there was boundless killing intent brewing in that smile.

Jia Jianhui gritted his teeth, his consciousness moved, and a thin short sword instantly appeared in his hand, the blade of which was about a foot and a half long, shining with a clear blue light, reflecting a faint blue light under the scorching sun.

Ye Feng's expression moved slightly, and an unusual aura could be felt from the blue blade, a small air vortex appeared under his feet, and his body moved slightly, flashing in place, and quickly rushed towards Jia Stirrup.

Jia Luhui smiled fiercely, the fighting energy on his body was running, the blue light on the short sword in his right hand continued to gush, and the blue light that was more than two feet long erupted outside the blade, and the figure rushed up, and the short sword swung out and cut horizontally.

Feeling the sharp breath in it, Ye Feng's eyes condensed slightly, his right palm stretched out, the surging and powerful fighting qi suddenly condensed, and a faint red light emitted from the palm, and then the fighting qi condensed and absorbed again, and the more dazzling red light lit up, and the blazing and fierce hot Lang erupted violently, and the right palm pushed forward, and the violent fighting qi suddenly slapped towards the azure short sword in front of him.

Boom, the violent energy collided with each other, and the strong wind overflowed everywhere, and the light of the azure blue short sword seemed to be constantly annihilated by the red light, snorting, directly annihilating the blade.

Jia Stirrup Hui smiled fiercely, and with another wave of the short sword in his hand, the blue light gushed out again, and the fierce fighting spirit fought back towards the fiery red energy.

Snort, the azure light counterattacked even more violently, and the energy of the flame palm was almost powerless to be broken by the energy of the short sword, and attacked towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng was slightly surprised, his body moved slightly, and he dodged the azure energy.

Jia Stirrup Hui smiled grimly, his figure rushed up again, the short sword in his hand swung suddenly, and a rich azure light erupted on the short sword, and the fierce and violent fighting spirit slashed sideways towards Ye Feng again.

Ye Feng smiled faintly, the fighting energy of his whole body surged, the fighting energy condensed into his right hand, his right hand clenched his palm into a fist, the faint cyan light on the surface of the fist suddenly lit up, his eyes were slightly sharpened, and he shouted violently: "Breaking the Empty Fist." ”

Boom, Ye Feng punched out with all his might, the air seemed to tremble slightly, and the violent and ferocious punch was about to break the space, the strong wind was like a monstrous giant Lang, using the air as a platform, and the punch blasted towards the azure light in front of him.

Boom, a more powerful momentum collided, this time, Ye Feng's air-breaking fist was as if it was indestructible, and with one punch, the azure light in front of him exploded, and the fierce cyan light still blasted towards Jia Stirrup.

Seeing that the azure light in front of him was suddenly exploded by a punch, Jia Stirrup's eyes widened suddenly, and the short sword in his hand swung hastily, and the blue light on the short sword surged out again and hit the cyan light in front of him.

Boom, colliding again, the cyan light once again blasted through the hastily prepared blue light in front of him, and slammed straight into Jia Stirrup's short sword.

Qiang, the powerful power was transmitted to Jia Stirrup Hui along the short sword, and suddenly, Jia Stirrup Hui only felt a numb tiger's mouth, and then it cracked, and bright red blood continued to flow out, at the same time, Jia Stirrup Hui's figure involuntarily retreated to the back, the tiger's mouth in his right hand cracked, and the entire right hand trembled, and he could no longer control the short sword in his hand, and the blue short sword flew straight into the sky.

As the so-called one force will drop ten times, no matter what, even if Jia Stirrup Hui's ability in other aspects is strong, he is only a beginner martial artist, but he is good at using poison, this azure short sword is obviously coated with an unknown poison, and Jia Stirrup Hui, as long as he can't attack Ye Feng, the poison can't take effect, with the strength of Ye Feng's body and the cultivation of the middle-level martial artist, it is only a matter of minutes to beat Jia Stirrup Hui, this time, with all his strength, Jia Stirrup Hui can no longer resist.

It's just that for Jia Jianhui, it is just necessary to prevent his secret sneak attack.

Ye Feng smiled faintly, took a step forward, wrapped his fighting spirit in the palm of his hand, held the azure blue short sword in his hand, looked at the faint blue light reflected in the sun, smiled faintly, looked at the frightened Jia Stirrup Hui in front of him, and said: "This short sword must not be ordinary, right!?"

The blood from Jia Xuanhui's right hand kept falling, and he looked at Ye Feng in horror, with an unconcealable fear in his eyes, in his opinion, even if he couldn't kill Ye Feng, he could be on par with Ye Feng, how could he be defeated so lightly?

Seeing Ye Feng's smile in front of him, and then looking at the short sword in Ye Feng's hand, he couldn't help but be shocked, his eyes widened, it was a three-grade short sword!

Ye Feng smiled faintly, looked down at the short sword in his hand, and sighed and said, "It's a pity, it's poisonous!" His hands were wrapped in a rich fighting spirit, and the green tendons on his arms burst out, wrapping the azure short sword in his hand, and he let out a loud cry in his mouth. One hand against the blade of the sword, the other against the hilt, both hands with force, as if to break the short sword.

The boy who was always paying attention to the No. 32 arena was suddenly startled.

"Is he going to break this dagger?" said a young man.

"Just kidding! This short sword looks like it has to be at least a third-rank or higher, and it has been added with something sturdy like purple gold iron, how can it be broken with the strength of the flesh?" the other teenager sneered disdainfully.

"Not necessarily, you see. Another teenager said solemnly.

I saw that the short sword in Ye Feng's hand began to bend slowly, and suddenly forced, click! The azure blue short sword suddenly folded into the shape of a curved bow, and then, as if overwhelmed, it made a clicking sound.

Jia Stirrup Hui was suddenly shocked, he didn't care about the blood in his hand, and he was about to rush forward as soon as his body moved.

Click, click, the next moment, the short sword in Ye Feng's hand suddenly appeared a lot of cracks, and finally suddenly there was a crisp click, and it became two.

Jia Stirrup Hui was stunned for a moment, and the figure that was about to rush forward stopped, staring blankly at Ye Feng in front of him.

The crisp sound seemed to resound throughout the arena, and at this moment, all the inner disciples who were paying attention to Ye Feng gasped, is this still a human being? Being able to break a three-grade level short sword with his physical body, not to mention that no one in the Qingyun Sect can do it, even within this Wu Xuan Empire, it is estimated that there are not many people who can't be found, after all, there are too few people who cultivate the physical body, and it is even rarer to be able to break a three-grade level short sword at Ye Feng's age, and it may not even be possible.

In the grade of weapons, the records on the continent are divided into one to nine grades, one grade above the ordinary mortal iron, and two grades above, and so on, the nine grades should be the highest level, according to legend, the nine-grade weapons already have the spirit of the weapon, making the attack of the weapon more terrifying and indestructible.

Seeing this scene, Liu Fatzi's eyes shrank in disbelief and looked at Ye Feng in shock.

Ye Feng smiled faintly, the green tendons on his hands burst out, all his strength gushed out, and the two short swords on his palms made two crisp sounds again, turning into four, his hands were released, and the four short swords fell from Ye Feng's hands and fell to the ground, making a clanging sound.

The blue light on the four short swords dripped down and landed on the floor of the arena, and with a snort, small holes were suddenly drilled into the floor.

Ye Feng's pupils shrank suddenly, and he glanced at Jia Stirrup Hui sharply, so ruthless and poisonous!

On the huge platform, Yu Longxiang smiled faintly and said, "It seems that Ye Feng is stronger." ”

Lu Zhenqun stroked his white beard and said with a smile: "It looks a lot stronger than when I first brought it, not only in cultivation, but also in physical body. ”

Yu Longxiang smiled slightly and stopped talking.

At this moment, all the people watching were shocked, the three-grade short sword was twisted alive under Ye Feng's strong power, you know, the three-grade short sword is not a big road commodity, and it will take at least tens of thousands of gold coins to have a chance to buy it at the auction, and it may not be available, all the people are in pain when they see it, tens of thousands of gold coins! Big brother, even if you don't want it, you can throw it to us!

Jia Ronghui lost his love, stared blankly at the four short swords on the ground, and kept muttering: "Blue Water Sword!"

After being stunned for a while, Jia Stirrup Hui suddenly raised his head, his gloomy face and eyes were fierce, and he said with red eyes: "Ye Feng, it's all your fault! I'm going to kill you!" Boom, Jia Stirrup Hui's whole body was full of fighting energy, and the soles of his feet kicked violently on the ground, and his body shot towards Ye Feng like a cannonball.

In mid-air, his right palm swung out, and it became pitch black as ink again, exuding a slight foul smell, and aimed at Ye Feng is slap with a fierce palm.

Ye Feng smiled faintly, Jia Stirrup Hui, who had lost his short sword, was like a wolf that had lost his sharp teeth, seemingly fierce, but there was no threat, at least, in Ye Feng's opinion.

In front of Ye Feng, Jia Stirrup's strength, speed, and cultivation were all a joke, seeing Jia Stirrup Hui rushing over with red eyes, Ye Feng smiled faintly: "At the moment when you shot me down, you should have to think of this day." ”

The figure moved slightly, Ye Feng's figure disappeared in place, and almost at the next moment, Ye Feng's figure appeared behind Jia Stirrup, jumped up slightly, with a sharp look in his eyes, and kicked out with his right foot.

Jia Ronghui suddenly felt that his eyes were empty, his red eyes were slightly clear, his face was shocked, and he was about to stop rushing forward and turn around.

Suddenly, a strong wind sound came from the back of his head, and Jia Stirrup turned his head in shock, and in his vision, one foot continued to enlarge in front of him.

Click, this kick hit Jia Stirrup Hui's face hard, and the whole door seemed to be sunken.

The power on his feet suddenly erupted, and Jia Stirrup's figure suddenly flew out sideways.