Facing the Han Spirit Sword that rode the wind, Ye Feng wanted to crush his opponent in an absolute way, completely hitting his self-confidence.

Ten fingers appeared in an instant, drawing a mark on the void, not weaker than the power of the spirit weapon, the body burst out, and the ten fingers grabbed the arm of the sword Chengfeng.

"Look for death!"

The sword rode the wind and was furious, and two consecutive moves were broken by Ye Feng with his claws, and with a roar, the long sword conjured countless sword lights, and all kinds of sword qi were vertical and horizontal, wanting to crush Ye Feng's arm.

"Snort!"

The sword qi that flew over was torn apart by Ye Feng, through the sword curtain, the ten fingers were grabbed in the air, like a goshawk, and let out a light roar, Ye Feng's body bounced up in the air, the five fingers were like a five-clawed golden dragon, emitting a vast dragon might, Ye Feng absorbed a trace of the dragon's bones, and even had some dragon power inside.

Three drops of Shura essence blood boiled in the blood, as if the entire blood vein could be ignited, and the blood roared in the tendons, and it could turn into a Shura god at any time and trample on a qiē.

"Die!"

Under the influence of the essence blood of the Shura God, Ye Feng became even more violent, as if the whole person had turned into a demon god, unstoppable, and the devil's claws finally stretched out to the sword and the wind.

"Click!"

Ten fingers grabbed the Han Ling Sword, making a crisp clicking sound, and the ruthless sword qi cut on Ye Feng's body, making a sneering sound, but he couldn't break Ye Feng's body, just cut the clothes to pieces.

"What's the matter, Ye Feng actually forcibly broke the sword curtain of Sword Riding the Wind!"

Many disciples on the high platform exclaimed at the same time, in the face of the overwhelming sword qi, Ye Feng actually didn't dodge, and stretched out his hands to break the sword qi, and now one claw grabbed the Han Ling sword again, it was incredible.

"Such a strong body, how the hell did he cultivate!"

Some disciples also saw clearly that although Ye Feng's clothes were torn, his physical body was not damaged, how strong this physical body was.

The general cultivation is based on exercises, supplemented by martial arts, with the continuous improvement of the realm, the physical body will become correspondingly stronger, only a very few people practice the exercises while cultivating the physical body, which is very time-consuming.

But after cultivating the physical body, the benefits are self-evident, although the cultivation speed has slowed down a lot, but when encountering a battle of the same level, the physical body is strong, and the advantages can be distinguished.

The claws firmly controlled the Han Ling Sword in the palm of his hand, and the sword could not be pulled out by the wind.

"You...... You monster, you can hold my sword with your bare hands!"

Jian Chengfeng's eyes showed a hint of horror, two months ago, Ye Feng's physical body was strong, but it was not so strong, it was only two months, Ye Feng's physical body could be compared to a superb spiritual weapon.

"As I said, I was able to scrap your sword two months ago, and I can scrap your sword now!"

Ye Feng sneered, his true qi suddenly burst out, and it entered the palm of his hand along his arm, and the Han Spirit Sword seemed to emit a mournful sound, and the superb spirit weapon already possessed a trace of spiritual wisdom, and at this time he felt the danger.

"What are you going to do!"

Jian Chengfeng wanted to withdraw the sword, but found that his body was uncontrollable, and he couldn't pull the long sword back, and finally showed a shocked look.

"Don't you know what I want to do?"

Ye Feng glanced at it with disdain, and his palm suddenly exerted force, and there were more and more cracks on the Han Spirit Sword that was pinched, and gradually the cracks turned into turtle patterns, covering the entire long sword, and the luster on it instantly dimmed, losing its spirituality.

"You...... You ruined my Hanling Sword, I'm going to fight with you!"

Jian Chengfeng was like a mad lion, roared angrily, gave up the long sword, and attacked Ye Feng with a punch, losing his mind, this Han Ling Sword was built for him by his grandfather, and it had not been officially used, but now it was abolished by Ye Feng, how could he not be angry.

"Even if you want to fight with me!"

Ye Feng threw away the long sword, turning it into countless pieces in the air, spilling it everywhere in the ring, and the long sword lost its true qi control, and all of it broke along the cracks, shattering into hundreds of pieces.

Seeing that the fist was getting closer and closer, the corners of Ye Feng's mouth drew an arc, and the palm of his hand moved, and he slapped it fiercely.

"Smack!"

A crisp slap appeared, very harsh, very loud, and even spread to every corner of Xuanwangfeng, and also fell in everyone's heart, and even some people's hearts twitched unconsciously.

"You...... You actually slapped me!"

Jian Chengfeng was stunned, turned around in place, and found that the left side of his face was completely swollen, and he didn't even understand what was going on, from childhood to adulthood, he slapped others, and today he was actually slapped by Ye Feng fiercely, and he was completely stunned.

"You actually slapped me, you actually slapped me, you are dead, you are really dead, I am going to kill, I am going to tear you apart, I want your whole family to be buried for you......"

Jian Chengfeng seemed to have lost his mind, constantly cursing, and all kinds of vicious words came out of his mouth, not at all like a sane person,

"Looking for death, you dare to threaten my family!"

Ye Feng was furious, last time Dongfang Bai threatened his family and was brutally abused by him, and now Jian Chengfeng threatened his family again, making Ye Feng's whole body shoot out with a murderous swish, his eyes were scarlet, like an awakened beast.

With a thud, the arm slapped again, this time twice as powerful as before.

"Smack!"

This time it was his left hand, which slapped the right side of Jian Chengfeng's face fiercely, and a mouthful of blood shot out of his mouth, and his body was like a kite with a broken string, and he fell out fiercely.

"Boom!"

The body fell to the ground, spitting blood from his mouth, Ye Feng did not kill him ruthlessly, the two had no life and death agreement, Ye Feng could not kill him in the ring.

In addition, he also has a Taishang Elder as a grandfather, Ye Feng must scruple one or two, although he is not afraid of death, but Ye Feng still has a family, and he doesn't want to affect his parents because of his grudges.

Everyone looked at each other, glanced at each other, and felt incredible, Ye Feng broke the sword qi in one move, and now slapped him twice, it was incredible.

"Poof!"

Jian Chengfeng's face was swollen like a pig's head, and he wanted to get up from the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood, along with a few teeth, his eyes were furious, and the second palm knocked him awake.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Jian Chengfeng stood up, the first thing he did rushed towards Ye Feng, he still didn't give up, in front of the top officials of the academy, as well as in front of countless disciples, he was slapped twice in a row, this was a great shame, and it was even worse than killing him.

"Humph!"

Ye Feng snorted coldly, watching Jian Chengfeng pounce over, his arm flew out, and a punch hit his face, this time even the corners of his eyes were crooked, and snot and tears flowed out at once, fascinating Jian Chengfeng's eyes.

“%￥￥&......&**”

After Jian Chengfeng fell to the ground, he was still cursing in his mouth, but the corner of his mouth was hit by Ye Feng's punch, and he couldn't understand what he was saying at all when he spoke.

"Smack!"

Under everyone's gaze, Ye Feng's right foot stepped on Jian Chengfeng's face, which everyone didn't expect.

"Click!"

Ye Feng's right foot was slightly forced, and the bones of the sword riding the wind made a clicking sound, as long as Ye Feng exerted force, he could stomp his head out.

"Don't challenge my patience, if one time, even if it is a big thing to do in the world, I will kill you!"

Ye Feng squatted down, patted Jian Chengfeng's swollen face, and said coldly, with a big kick, he kicked Jian Chengfeng's body away, and fell hard under the ring.

"In this round, Ye Feng wins!"

The referee did not hesitate, and instantly announced the end of the game, and wanted to announce it a few times just now, but Jian Chengfeng did not admit defeat, and he also had the ability to fight, which was different from Kou Chenlong's nature.

The high platform was surprisingly calm, and the disciples around him were also very calm, no longer speaking, looking at this qiē calmly, not understanding at all how Ye Feng did it, within one move, he broke the sword and the wind swordsmanship.

"Master Yu, I'm sorry, if you lose the bet, I'll laugh at the Ten Thousand Years Intermittent Pill!"

Yang Hua showed joy on his face, and put away the two porcelain vases on the stone table together, ignoring Yu Zhongtian's murderous eyes.

"This kid should be damned, he dares to insult my Heavenly Star Academy disciple like this, and he is also the grandson of the Supreme Elder, even the courtyard master can't protect him this time!"

Yu Zhongtian had a ruthless tone, Jian Chengfeng was brutally ravaged by Ye Feng, making him lose face, not to mention losing the Ten Thousand Years Intermittent Pill, face is the most important thing.

"Joke, there will inevitably be some friction during the fight, in the last round, this sword rode the wind and brutally abused the disciples of our Xuan Courtyard, did I say anything? Only the official family is allowed to set fires, and the private houses are not allowed to light the lamps, what kind of logic are you!"

Yang Hua is not a soft persimmon, and when he fights back, no one wants to hurt Ye Feng.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, Ye Feng returned to the high platform, and several vicious eyes shot towards him in an instant, Ye Feng turned his eyes to look over, it was the Heavenly Star Courtyard Ding who did not regret it.

Injured the sword of the Heavenly Star Academy, Ding Buregret As a senior brother, of course, he also had no face, showing hostility at this time, glaring at Ye Feng angrily, if this is the ring, it is estimated that the two have already had a big battle.

However, this vicious look quickly disappeared, and the second battle soon began, and ten more disciples were eliminated.

As far as the competition has progressed, Ye Feng has become more and more aware that something is wrong, why can't the Thirteen Tangkou Senior Brothers, or a potential disciple not be touched, and they can all be skillfully avoided, is it deliberately arranged by the academy?

If Jian Chengfeng hadn't touched Ye Feng, it was entirely possible to enter the top thirty, and the rest of the competition was very boring, and those powerful disciples encountered disciples whose strength was too different from their own.

In other words, the places for entering the top thirty have already been arranged, these disciples are strong, and the academy tries to avoid them meeting in advance, if they don't meet super strong opponents, they will definitely be able to enter the top thirty smoothly.

This is understandable, the reason why the academy is so arranged is to let those disciples with potential better play, if the Thirteen Tangkou senior brothers meet in advance, there will definitely be one person who will be eliminated, and Dabi will lose its ornamentality.

"The best moment is here, and the next step will be to draw lots to select the opponents and determine the top 15 qualifications!"

The Mixed Yuan True Person stood up and announced to the disciples who had safely entered the top thirty.