Shao Zhu got up in one fell swoop, and was abused in two moves in a row, making his eyes full of fear when he looked at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng pursed his lips, looking at Shao Zhu's appearance, he was no longer interested in fighting.

A small whirlpool of air appeared under his feet, and his figure flickered, and Ye Feng's figure quickly disappeared in place, appearing in front of Shao Zhu in an instant.

"Let me go down!" Ye Feng shouted violently, his right foot was surrounded by fighting energy, and he kicked out fiercely with huge force, accurately hitting Shao Zhu's waist.

"Poof!" A dull sound, Shao Zhu screamed, opened his mouth and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the huge force in his body kicked out of the arena, and fell heavily more than twenty feet away.

The previous two attacks were lightened, but this time he shot with all his strength, although Shao Zhu still had no external injuries, but the huge stamina caused his internal organs to be concussed and suffered a lot of internal injuries.

The corners of Ye Feng's mouth curled slightly, and he spit lightly: "Next." ”

The deacon, who was stunned in the audience, immediately reacted and hurriedly said: "Generally, there is a competition once a day, and then there will be a distribution of pills, and a second competition will be held after recovering from injury." ”

Ye Feng spread his hands and said, "I don't have anything to do, go and call the next one!"

"It's okay!" When the deacon hesitated, Yu Longxiang's faint voice sounded: "Call both of them over!"

The deacon's expression was grim, he looked at the arena next to him, and Xiang Ling Xiao was dressed in white clothes fluttering, and the ancient long sword was slowly returned to the sheath.

The long sword was returned to the sheath, and the young man on the opposite side knelt down with dull eyes, covering his neck with both hands, and there was a thin line of blood on his neck, and blood slowly gushed out from between his fingers, and Ye Feng's eyes froze.

Looking at Ye Feng, Xiang Ling Xiao said indifferently: "Brother Ye is really strong, and the battle was resolved in three rounds." ”

His pupils shrank slightly, and Ye Feng said lightly: "Brother Xiang is not bad, his swordsmanship is superb!

All the inner disciples looked awe-informed, even if Shao Zhu and the other disciple were the bottom cultivators in the inner gate, but for the outer disciples, they were also extremely strong, but they didn't expect that in the hands of Ye Feng and Xiang Ling Xiao, they couldn't get out of a few rounds, it can be seen that they surpassed the ordinary outer disciples too much.

At this moment, Shao Zhu got up from the ground, screamed in pain, and slowly walked back.

The other disciple also came back to his senses, touched his neck, although it was bloody, but it didn't hurt much, he stood up and saluted Ling Xiao, and said gratefully: "Thank you for your mercy." ”

Xiang Ling Xiao looked indifferent: "You're welcome." ”

Shao Zhu and another disciple were listed, this time, all the inner disciples did not make fun of them, but looked at the two of them with solemn eyes, after this battle, all the inner disciples had already regarded Ye Feng and Xiang Ling Xiao as opponents on an equal footing with themselves.

In the crowd, Liu Fatzi's pupils contracted violently, the fat on his face trembled, and his expression was full of shock when he looked at Ye Feng, although Shao Zhu's strength was inferior, but he only walked three rounds under Ye Feng, which made him have to believe that the Fire Wolf Cavalry Squad was indeed lost under Ye Feng's hands, in this case, Ye Feng was definitely a strong opponent!

Ignoring the reactions of many inner disciples, Ye Feng clasped his hands around his chest, waiting for the arrival of the next opponent.

The deacon walked up to the inner disciple and shouted, "Number 439, 470 out of the ranks." ”

The two inner disciples walked out in response, and after confirming their opponents, the two inner disciples walked towards Ye Feng and Xiang Ling Xiao's arena respectively.

The young man with the number 439 on his chest jumped into the arena lightly and looked at Ye Feng with a solemn expression.

Ye Feng's expression froze slightly, and there was a faint smile on his face: "This assessment is really a bit difficult. ”

The young man on the opposite side, numbered 439, stood quietly in place, and the momentum he naturally exuded was already a step higher than Ye Feng's, at least he had the cultivation of a beginner-level martial spirit, and besides, the strength of a first-level martial spirit who could enter the inner gate of Qingyun Gate was naturally not weak.

Is this just the second-to-last person among the inner disciples he has chosen? Ye Feng's expression became solemn, and he will face several vicious battles next!

Looking at the young man opposite, Ye Feng smiled slightly and hugged a fist: "Ye Feng." ”

The young man's expression was solemn, and he gave a salute and said, "The gold is not broken!"

"Let's get started!" the deacon below snorted.

Boom! Jin Bupo's body was running with fighting energy, and his momentum was rising steadily, quickly rising to the height of the junior martial spirit, and the majestic and powerful momentum was surging like a tide.

"Beginner Martial Spirit, not enough!" Ye Feng smiled faintly, the peak martial artist's momentum exploded, his black clothes fluttered without wind, and the sharp light in his eyes flashed.

Jin Bupo's pupils shrank, and seeing that the momentum could not suppress Ye Feng, the soles of his feet slammed to the ground, his body was like a cannonball, and he rushed towards Ye Feng with a strong momentum.

"Fire Spirit Fist!" A dodge, Jin Bupo appeared in front of Ye Feng, his right fist was raised, the red light flashed on the fist, and the momentum of the punch slammed down.

Ye Feng's eyes froze, his right foot stepped forward, stepped heavily on the ground, his right fist stretched out, a faint cyan light lingered, and the heavy punch slammed into Jin Bupo's fist.

Bang! There was a strong collision, and a huge strong wind spread out in all directions.

The two took a few steps back one after another, and before they could stabilize their figures, they collided violently again, and the incomparably strong momentum was staggering.

At this time, many opponents with disparity in strength in the square had already resolved the battle, and they gathered around Ye Feng and Xiang Lingxiao's arena, watching the battle between the two without blinking, among them were the outstanding disciples of the outer sect such as Dark Night, Leng Xingchen and Lan Qingyi, and Wu Wenqiu also had a cold face, ready to watch Ye Feng's competition.

"Ye Feng and Xiang Ling Xiao are indeed already ahead of us!" Lan Qingyan sighed slightly, Ye Feng and Xiang Ling Xiao faced the opponent of the junior martial spirit in the arena, their expressions were still very relaxed, and they seemed to have a lot of spare strength.

"Indeed, if we are against an opponent of this strength, we may not be able to guarantee that we will not fall behind. Looking at the incomparably violent battle on the field, the light in Dark Night's eyes dimmed slightly, and he sighed lightly and said: "It's only been half a year, the gap has become bigger, and when we are still fighting with the outer disciples, they have already started a higher-level battle." ”

Patting Darkness on the shoulder, Leng Xingchen smiled slightly, "At least we've tried, right?"

Dark Night's expression froze, and after a while, he returned to normal, and smiled: "Yes!"

The battle on the field is still thrilling, the strong wind of a punch and a kick collision is extremely terrifying, both sides are out of flames, the momentum is full, the battle is surging, the heavy fist and foot handover, than the arena trembles.

"It's only the second opponent number is 439!" Lan Qingyi's expression froze slightly.

"In this case, they are very likely to meet opponents on the top of the charts. "Darkness and Nightless said slowly.

"That's the top fifty powerhouses among the inner disciples, and each of them is not easy to match, I'm afraid that Ye Feng and Xiang Ling Xiao will have a fierce battle. Leng Xingchen's expression was solemn.

On the arena, the two figures constantly collided and flickered, and the huge strong wind spread out in all directions.

Ye Feng laughed heartily and said, "Brother Jin, I'm going to do my best!"

Jin Bupo was suddenly shocked, he had hit this kind of Cheng dù, and he hadn't even gone all out? Is this just a peak martial artist?

His pupils contracted violently, and Jin Bupo said in a deep voice: "Brother Ye is going all out!"

"Okay!" Ye Feng shouted, a small whirlpool of air appeared under his feet, his toes touched the ground, and his figure quickly disappeared in place.

Spanning a distance of five or six zhang, Ye Feng appeared in front of Jin Bupo, and the golden light flashed on his outstretched right fist, and soon formed a golden fist, and the momentum of the golden fist was incomparably sharp.

"Broken Golden Fist!" Ye Feng snorted softly, the green tendons on his right arm burst out, his fist clenched violently, even his knuckles turned slightly white, obviously he had used all his strength, boom! The Broken Gold Fist swung out violently, and the golden fist smashed towards Jin Bupo's chest.

"It's so strong!" Jin Bupo was taken aback, this punch was extremely powerful, and it was indeed much stronger than the attack just now.

Hey! In the face of such a strong attack, Jin Bupo couldn't keep it, his fighting spirit exploded in full force, his right fist swung out, and the same golden light flickered, but the light was dimmer compared to Ye Feng's broken golden fist, and the golden light quickly condensed, forming a small golden wolf.

"Golden Wolf Fist!" Jin Bupo roared angrily, his right fist was swung out, and the little golden wolf rushed towards the golden fist in front of him.

"Metallic martial arts?" Ye Feng's eyes condensed slightly, and his right fist was aimed at the little golden wolf and smashed down without hesitation.

Boom! The terrifying collision sound that shook the sky, the golden fist against the golden wolf was like a comet hitting the earth, the sound was terrifying, and a violent wind suddenly blew around, and the smoke and dust rose all over the sky, blowing everyone's clothes constantly fluttering.

Affected by such a strong movement, most of the arenas couldn't help but stop fighting, and stared at the central arena in a daze.

The smoke and dust dissipated, Jin Bupo kept waving his numb right arm, the tiger's mouth in his right hand had already cracked, and a trace of blood seeped out, raising his head, Jin Bupo looked at Ye Feng on the opposite side in shock: "It has such a strong power!"

Ye Feng's momentum remained unchanged, and he never weakened a point, and his black clothes fluttered.