On the No. 1 arena, the thrilling battle continued, two ghostly figures flashed on the arena, and from time to time there were terrifying and violent collisions, and each collision would provoke a violent wind to overflow.

Rumble!

There was another extremely powerful collision, and a huge wind sounded in the arena, and smoke and dust flew in the sky.

Ye Feng's figure took two steps back, suddenly stood firm, accelerated under his feet, and quickly rushed in front of the demonic youth, and a punch slammed into the demonic youth's cheek.

The demonic young man's figure retreated violently, and with a flick of the folding fan in his hand, a huge strong wind poured out of the folding fan and greeted the strong wind in front of him.

Bang! The fierce fighting qi collided with a terrifying explosion sound, and the strong wind just overflowed, and Ye Feng's figure flashed ghostly, and rushed towards the demonic youth again.

"Not bad!"

The demonic young man snorted coldly, shook the folding fan in his hand, and shouted: "Break the ascension technique!"

Poof! Like the sound of breaking through the shackles, the momentum of the demonic youth suddenly increased, and an even more powerful and terrifying momentum emanated from his body, and fiercely suppressed towards Ye Feng.

"Raise your cultivation!" Ye Feng's pupils shrank, his body did not retreat, and he rushed towards the demonic youth in a ghostly flash, the golden light flashed on his right hand, and the sharp and furious golden fist smashed heavily towards the cheek of the demonic youth.

The demonic young man sneered, stretched out his left hand, a faint fighting spirit lingered, the ground-level martial art Evil Wolf Fist was launched again, and a huge and hideous evil wolf slowly took shape on his left hand, and at the same time, the folding fan in his right hand flicked out, and the fighting energy around the folding fan surged, and quickly lit up with a golden light.

With a loud shout, the demonic young man's left hand was raised suddenly, and the blue wolf suddenly burst out, opened its hideous mouth, and rushed forward against the strong wind in front of him.

Immediately after that, a sneer appeared on the corner of the demonic young man's mouth, and the folding fan in his right hand moved slightly, and the folding fan that exuded golden light quickly swiped towards Ye Feng's left shoulder.

Bang! The two collided and made an earth-shattering explosion, Ye Feng's shoulders shook, his body stood unsteadily, and he kept retreating backwards.

Behind the surging wind, a sharp golden folding fan flashed out and slashed at Ye Feng's left shoulder.

Ye Feng's eyes froze, his left hand quickly stretched out, the red light in his palm was filled, and then the fighting qi quickly condensed, and a blazing and violent wind quickly formed on Ye Feng's left palm.

Seeing that the folding fan was about to meet with the hot and empty flame palm, the demonic young man smiled viciously, and the left hand holding the fan moved slightly.

There was a soft click, and a tiny needle about an inch long suddenly appeared on the surface of the folding fan.

Whoosh!

The demonic youth laughed, and the slender needles suddenly erupted from the folding fan, and the tiny needle tips that flashed with cold light instantly tore the air and appeared in front of Ye Feng.

"Ahh

"It's such a bad trick. ”

A burst of exclamations suddenly sounded under the arena, and the Qingyun Sect disciples almost spewed flames in their eyes as they looked at the sinister and cunning demonic youth.

Sisi couldn't help but cover her lips, exclaimed, and looked at Ye Feng with worry on her pretty face.

The slender needle tore through the air and stabbed Ye Feng's left shoulder, chest, and right chest and abdomen.

Ye Feng was caught off guard, his pupils suddenly contracted violently, and then his body quickly bent into an arch like a conditioned reaction, a complete bow, and Ye Feng's hands had already touched the ground.

Snort!

There was a sharp sound of breaking the air, and thin needles slashed dangerously over Ye Feng's body, and Ye Feng seemed to be able to smell a fishy smell.

The demonic young man's eyes widened, Ye Feng's dodge method was beyond his expectations, he never expected this to happen, what a flexible body it would take.

However, it was only a momentary loss of consciousness, the demonic young man had already come to his senses, and with a flick of the golden rippling folding fan in his hand, the sharp golden light pressed down and slashed towards Ye Feng's chest.

Ye Feng was slightly startled, gritted his teeth, his hands were on the ground, the fighting energy on his feet erupted, his upper body was pressed down, his lower body suddenly bounced up, and a faint fighting spirit lingered on his feet and kicked hard at the chest of the demonic young man.

Ye Feng kicked heavily on the chest of the demonic youth.

There was a crisp sound of broken ribs, and Ye Feng's huge force kicked the ribs on the chest of the demonic young man violently.

At the same time, the sharp golden folding fan tore Ye Feng's black clothes, leaving a long wound on Ye Feng's chest, the skin was open, and the blood flowed.

Ye Feng endured the severe pain, the power on his right foot suddenly exploded, and he spat out with a fighting spirit, kicking the demonic youth out with one kick.

The demonic young man screamed, and was directly kicked by Ye Feng more than ten zhang away, and fell heavily to the ground, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.

Feeling the sharp pain in his chest, Ye Feng gasped, he didn't have time to think about it, the fighting energy in the palms of his hands gushed out, he slammed it to the ground, and his body jumped up, and after several three hundred and sixty degree somersaults in the air, the dragon scale knife had already appeared in Ye Feng's right hand.

The fighting spirit was surging all over, and the golden light on the dragon scale knife flashed, quickly forming a golden light that was two zhang long, and the gorgeous golden light continued to spray thin, Ye Feng's whole body was reflected with golden shining light, holding the dragon scale knife with a golden light two zhang long, Ye Feng was like a golden god of war.

"Phantom Shattered Barren Mountain!"

Ye Feng shouted violently, his body was still in the air, his right hand slashed down, and the huge and sharp golden light broke away from the dragon scale knife, flowing through the golden trajectory in the air, and slashed down fiercely at the demonic youth who had not yet stood up.

The golden light tore through the air, and in an instant, it appeared in front of the demonic youth, and the golden light that looked extremely brilliant became the demonic youth's life-killing scythe at this moment.

The demonic youth let out a loud cry, his hands on the ground, and kept crawling towards the back, trying to dodge the attack of the golden light.

The old man's pupils shrank, his figure flashed slightly, and he disappeared into the air.

Yu Longxiang, Lu Zhenqun and Yu Tenghuan did not stop it, after all, this young master of the Lu family can't die here now, otherwise it will cause huge trouble.

When the brilliant golden light was about to descend on the demonic youth, the demonic youth could no longer hold back and shouted: "Teacher, save me! I don't want to die!"

The next moment, the figure of the old man appeared in front of the demonic young man, his robe shook suddenly, and a huge momentum poured out, and the terrifying golden light three zhang long in front of him suddenly dissipated invisibly.

The old man's face was gloomy, he sucked up the demonic youth, and a fragrant elixir appeared in his palm, and he gave it to the demonic youth, and then said with a pale face: "We admit defeat!"

Ye Feng exhaled deeply, and with a flick of his fingers, the dragon scale knife flew into the air and was accurately sheathed. Immediately after that, a five-grade healing pill distributed by Qingyunmen also appeared in Ye Feng's palm, and with a flick of his fingers, the fragrant pill accurately fell into Ye Feng's mouth.

Yay! The Qingyunmen disciples under the arena cheered loudly.

As soon as the old man's words fell, Sisi's figure suddenly appeared on the arena, and a flash appeared beside Ye Feng, holding the crumbling Ye Feng, and asked anxiously with beautiful eyes: "Ye Feng, are you okay?"

Ye Feng touched his forehead and smiled lightly: "I'm fine, it's just that I lost too much blood and was a little dizzy." In the battle just now, Ye Feng's left hand was already injured, and then he collided with the demonic youth, and the wound that was already about to heal was torn open again, and the blood was dripping and sprinkled all over the ground, and the long scar on his chest was open and fleshy, and the blood kept gushing out.

"I'll help you bandage it!"

Sisi bit her lip lightly, tore off the pieces of purple clothes on her body, and carefully bandaged the wounds on Ye Feng's left hand and chest.

Ye Feng stood quietly in place, looking at Sisi with endless tenderness in his eyes, and there was a faint sense of warmth between the two.

The group of Qingyunmen disciples were very conscious and silent, and the male disciples looked at Ye Feng with envy and hatred one by one, eager to replace him, just thinking about the terrifying battle just now, but no one could afford to mention this thought.

In the distance, on an attic, Xiang Lingxiao, who was dressed in white, had a faint smile on his face, glanced at Sisi and Ye Feng deeply, and then turned around, and his body jumped off the attic like a big peng spreading his wings, and disappeared in an instant.

Yu Tenghuan swept his eyes and said lightly: "All the disciples, let's disperse!"

Hearing this, all the disciples respectfully bowed and dispersed one after another.

Seeing the demonic young man swallow the pill, the old man said softly, "Young master, it's time for us to go!"

The strange young man spoke: "Teacher, let me down!"

Hearing this, the old man put the demonic youth down, and the demonic youth looked at Ye Feng and said viciously: "You actually dare to hurt the young master, I will remember you for the young master." ”

Ye Feng smiled faintly and said casually: "Young Master of the Lu family, right! Ye remembered it!" "If I have the opportunity, I will definitely beat you again!" Ye Feng added a sentence in his heart.

However, this battle is also extremely dangerous, with the strength of the demonic youth and high-level martial arts, there would not have been such an unexpected result, if it weren't for his despicable plots, Ye Feng would have fought very hard in this battle, even if he could win, serious injuries were inevitable, but after all, people were not as good as heaven, and the results of this battle were revealed so quickly.

The demonic young man looked at Yu Tenghuan viciously and said: "Qingyunmen, remember it for me! For the sake of that girl who is only fifteen years old, I originally planned to take it back, but now young master, I have changed my mind, three years later, when the girl turns eighteen, my Lu family's forces will definitely come to Qingyunmen, and when the time comes, hum! If you dare not hand it over, Qingyunmen will definitely suffer a catastrophe!"

"Let's go!" the demonic young man snorted coldly and said to the old man.

The sleeves of the old man's robe flicked, and he disappeared into the Qingyun Gate with the demonic youth and the delicate little scholar.