Seeing hundreds of contestants drawing their swords towards Yi Xiaofeng, the live broadcast room of the program group exploded directly.

"Audience friends, Yi Xiaofeng was attacked by other rookie players at the beginning, now there is a good show to watch, is Yi Xiaofeng's road to the god coming to an end?"

The host shouted excitedly, and the live broadcast room of all the contestants was boiling, and countless viewers began to post barrages.

Yi Xiaofeng's fans are angrily scolding other players for being shameless.

But more viewers are watching the excitement.

Although Yi Xiaofeng's popularity is the highest, it doesn't mean that all the audience likes him.

However, the vast majority of people still expect Yi Xiaofeng to stand out from the encirclement.

If you were someone else, you would definitely be dead.

But Yi Xiaofeng has already created miracles more than once.

"Yi Shen is invincible!"

"Yi Xiaofeng, let's hang up, kill them all!"

"Hahaha, Yi Xiaofeng's hands are shaking. ”

"Niu Pi, this brother can do it, kill the strongest first at the beginning!"

"Hahahaha, Yi Xiaofeng was quite arrogant just now, I thought I would pretend to be forced, but I didn't expect the newcomers to be so united. ”

"There are too many treasures on Yi Xiaofeng's body, they should be killed. ”

......

More and more players began to draw their swords and draw their swords, and they quickly surrounded Yi Xiaofeng.

Now even if Yi Xiaofeng wants to escape, there is no way to escape.

His wind treading technique could only jump, and with so many people around, it was difficult for him to jump through the crowd at once.

You can only kill it!

Yi Xiaofeng looked back at Yang Yu and Qin Qinxue and asked, "Are we still in the old people's group?"

Yang Yu: "......"

Qin Qinxue: "......"

At this moment, Qin Qinxue finally understood why Yi Xiaofeng was so enthusiastic just now.

It turned out to be a pit......

Yang Yu finally understood why Yi Xiaofeng asked him to stand in line.

Looking at the players who were not good in all directions, Yang Yu's forehead began to overflow with cold sweat.

There are too many of them......

How to fight?

Yang Yu stiffened his head and asked, "Are you confident?" ”

Yi Xiaofeng raised his eyebrows, this is a train of thought.

He immediately raised his sword, looked at the players around him with contempt, and said with a smile: "Very good, you go up together, die together, I want to see if you add up to any of the Slaughtering Heart Ancestors!"

As soon as this statement came out, most people were so frightened that they stopped and did not dare to step forward.

The man in black said loudly: "He's scaring us!" Before killing the Slaughtering Heart Ancestor, it was the Sword Saint who was helping, and now even if the Sword Saint comes, he will not make a move, this is the first test of the Immortal Gate Conference, if he doesn't even have the courage to kill the enemy, how can he have the determination to defy the heavens and cultivate the Dao?"

Yi Xiaofeng scolded secretly.

This turtle grandson can quite speak!

"Yi Xiaofeng has many secret books such as the Pure Yang Five Sword Technique, the Match Sword Technique, the Nine Shadows Prajna Gong, and the magic weapon, if you don't kill him today, you will never have a chance in the future!"

The man in black continued, hearing everyone's eyes twinkle.

Yi Xiaofeng had a feeling of being targeted by wolves.

In that case, let's get it real!

Yi Xiaofeng's face turned cold, and he mobilized the spiritual power in his body, and the Chiyun Sword instantly ignited with flames, which frightened the players into an uproar.

"The sword of the world!"

Yi Xiaofeng said in a deep voice, his voice was sonorous and powerful, full of determination.

The players were so frightened that they retreated.

"He's scaring us!" the man in black followed.

Yi Xiaofeng snorted coldly: "Do you really think I'm afraid? Believe it or not, if there are more people, I can also take your dog's head, you are all just mortals, and even martial arts masters can't beat them, and I am a fifth-level cultivator of the Qi Refining Realm!"

This is not false.

He was indeed frightened at first, but not to despair.

Even if he dies, he can pull a lot of cushions.

"Arrogance!Although you have a fifth-level Qi Refining Realm cultivation, how long have you been cultivating, and what are you kidding if you can fight against a thousand!" the man in black said disdainfully, he thought that Yi Xiaofeng was bragging.

The other players also reacted.

Looking back on Yi Xiaofeng's previous performance, this guy really likes to brag and bluff the most.

Yi Xiaofeng suddenly moved.

He slew at the man in black.

The man in black's face changed greatly, and he roared: "Let's go together! We can't be broken by him one by one, more than a billion viewers are looking at us, do you want to become the background board of Yi Xiaofeng's battle of the gods?"

After speaking, he took the lead in rushing towards Yi Xiaofeng.

Hundreds of players were like a tide coming to Yi Xiaofeng from all directions.

The man in black deliberately slowed down and slowed down.

"Don't do it! give me face, I still have a deal with Yi Xiaofeng!" There was a voice in the crowd, but unfortunately no one was birding him.

It was Wang Yundong who bought the Blood Demon Palm cheats from Yi Xiaofeng.

He originally wanted to wait and see, but he really couldn't come out again, but he didn't expect Yi Xiaofeng to be so rigid that he dared to take the lead.

Yang Yu gritted his teeth and asked, "Shall we go up?"

Qin Qinxue glanced at him and said, "At this speed, can you keep up?"

Yi Xiaofeng performed the wind treading technique, one step at a time, his body was as light as a swallow, and he jumped over a famous player, aiming directly at the man in black.

By the time Yang Yugang finished asking, there were already dozens of people between the three of them.

Yi Xiaofeng swung his sword as he walked forward.

The flames of the Chiyun Sword had dissipated, and he easily killed the enemy with the swordsmanship of the match swordsmanship.

The match swordsmanship is not as simple as practicing for two weeks, when he first comprehended this swordsmanship, Yi Xiaofeng got a mysterious epiphany inheritance, which is equivalent to his match swordsmanship has been completed, but because of the lack of spiritual power and physical conditions, it is difficult for him to perform some powerful sword moves.

Even so, dealing with these ordinary people who had not really cultivated, Yi Xiaofeng still behaved very easily.

The sound of the blade cutting through the flesh was so loud.

One player screamed and fell.

The man in black saw Yi Xiaofeng killing towards him, and his face changed greatly.

He immediately retreated.

Yi Xiaofeng jumped forward, performed the wind treading technique, stepped on the heads of the people along the way, and quickly approached the man in black.

The audience swiped six-six-six.

"Yes, so many people can't stop Yi Xiaofeng!"

"The gap between the first and fifth layers of the Qi Refining Realm is very large, just like the gap between a third-rate master and a supreme master. ”

"Hahaha, kill the most capable BB first!"

"Werewolf killing, script killing must play, take away the person who talks the most first!"

"Amazing, Yi Xiaofeng has really become stronger, it's too exaggerated, this body has been practicing martial arts for decades, and he is already a Daoist grandmaster. ”

......

The players who besieged Yi Xiaofeng were also frightened by his strength.

They all looked at Yi Xiaofeng stunned and walked away with the wind.

The distance between Yi Xiaofeng and the man in black was less than five zhang, and he sneered: "Now you know who is finished!"

The man in black shouted in horror: "You are a disciple of the Sword Saint, there are so many sects watching from above, do you want to enter the demon?"

Hearing this, Yi Xiaofeng directly threw the Chiyun Sword.

The Red Cloud Sword ignited a flame, and with a bang, it pierced through the chest of the man in black, and blood spilled all over the ground.

The expression of the man in black froze instantly.

Yi Xiaofeng landed, raised his right hand, and with a move in the air, the Chiyun Sword turned in a circle, pierced the chest of the man in black again, and flew back into Yi Xiaofeng's hand.

Between the lightning and flint, Yi Xiaofeng shook his sword, the blood on the blade spilled, and he took the opportunity to insert the blade into the scabbard, and the sword light shone, shaking the eyes of the people around him.

After collecting the sword, Yi Xiaofeng turned to look at the others, his eyes were sharp, and he said coldly: "Who still wants to kill me?"

The voice fell.

With a thud, the man in black fell to his knees, his breath cut off.