Next, it was the second, third, and fourth times, and they easily avoided Ouyang's Ling Xiao finger every time.

Of course, the most important thing is. The distance between Ye Feng and Ouyang became closer and closer.

Later, Ye Feng had completely come to Ouyang's face, and he punched out.

Silver Frost Fist!

This punch was as fast as lightning, smashing directly into Ouyang's face, making Ouyang subconsciously dodge.

And in the next second, Ye Feng's ring swept a blue glow, and a spear with a dark purple light appeared in his hand.

This spear is naturally Ye Feng's top-grade spiritual weapon, the purple gold gun.

As soon as the purple gold spear came out, all of a sudden, an extremely terrifying momentum erupted from Ye Feng's body.

The purple gold spear thundered and lightning, emitting a piercing thunderous sound, and the dazzling thunder almost formed a round of blue tomorrow.

"What kind of weapon is this?"

Ouyang subconsciously felt a trace of fear, and for some reason, he actually sensed a fear that he had never felt before in Ye Feng's purple gold spear.

"Good thing! It's a high-grade spiritual weapon!"

At this moment, Kong Zhi in the first group and Zhu Gao in the second group both flashed a flash of surprise in their eyes, and they were simply salivating for Ye Feng's purple gold gun in their hearts.

You must know that high-grade spiritual weapons are extremely rare, and they have been mixed in the Soul Suppression Department for so many years, but they have not had high-grade spiritual weapons.

Ye Feng has only been in the Soul Suppression Department for a long time, and he actually has a high-grade spiritual weapon, which is really lucky.

In an instant, everyone in the venue, including Kong Zhi and Zhu Gao, gave Ye Feng a reasonable evaluation, that is, the local tyrant.

And if it weren't for the local tyrant, how could Ye Feng get a high-grade spiritual weapon, such a good thing.

"Damn!"

Ouyang's face was full of stiffness, Ye Feng was only a third-order martial sect, he was an existence of the seventh order of the martial sect, and he was also a genius with extremely high martial arts talent.

How could he be frightened by Ye Feng, his face froze, his hands grasped his fists, and his fists roared out towards Ye Feng.

"Mighty Fist Technique!"

The fist was swung out suddenly, and the incomparably powerful martial arts qi wave transformed into a hideous beast, opened its bloody mouth, and pounced on Ye Feng.

Wow!

With this punch, Ouyang can be said to have used all his strength, he must use the strongest means to kill Ye Feng in seconds.

However, what Ouyang didn't expect was that Ye Feng's speed was actually one step faster than him.

The figure turned into an afterimage and flew towards himself.

He used the lightness and ingenuity of the three thousand to successfully avoid Ouyang's fist, and finally the purple gold spear stabbed out suddenly.

Shout!

A little purple light flashed in Ouyang's eyes.

The blinding light almost made him unable to see.

"Carving insect skills!"

In this case, Ouyang was even more angry, and his fist blasted straight at Ye Feng's purple gold gun.

In his opinion, he should be able to resist Ye Feng's attack, but he didn't know how stupid his behavior was, in Ye Feng's opinion.

As the blood fluttered out, Ouyang's palms were actually pierced by the purple gold spear.

Then a powerful force impacted Ouyang directly.

"Ahh

With a miserable scream, Ouyang was completely knocked away by Ye Feng under the watchful eye of everyone, and there was almost no room for recovery, so he fell out of the ring.

"Stupid. ”

At the elder seat, many elders felt extremely disappointed with Ouyang's previous behavior.

Judging from the previous situation, Ouyang would not necessarily lose to Ye Feng.

It's just that he really believes in his own strength too much, and he actually fights against Ye Feng's top-grade spiritual weapon, the purple gold spear, with his bare hands.

You must know that the sturdiness of the spiritual weapon cannot be compared with ordinary steel.

No matter how strong Ouyang's physique was, he would definitely not be able to directly resist the spirit weapon with his physical body.

What's more, Ye Feng's purple gold spear is even more of a high-grade spiritual weapon.

The scene of Ouyang lying on the ground, constantly churning and rolling, was placed in the eyes of Xiu Wen of the fifth group and Tan Yu of the sixth group, which made them pale.

Although, Ouyang lost to Ye Feng maybe because he was too careless.

However, they knew that Ye Feng's strength had completely surpassed them, with the extremely fast speed before, the clever body technique that surpassed Ouyang.

They are far from enough.

"Ground level body martial arts, moreover, he has also learned some kind of powerful exercises. Otherwise, how can the third order of the Martial Sect defeat the seventh order of the Martial Sect, this is simply a dream!"

Xiu Wen kept shaking his head, and there was cold sweat on his forehead, and he still wanted to teach Ye Feng a lesson.

But seeing with his own eyes that a strong man like Ouyang was defeated in Ye Feng's hands, for some reason, he didn't have the courage to challenge Ye Feng.

Moreover, whether it was Xiu Wen or Tan Yu, they could see that Ye Feng's previous body style was too clever.

If there was not the slightest surprise in what they guessed, Ye Feng's body martial arts were definitely an extremely rare existence, at least at the ground level.

Otherwise, how could Ye Feng, who was the third-order of the Martial Sect, have the speed of the seventh order of the Martial Sect and suppress Ouyang.

"In the next game, Tan Yu will fight Xiuwen!"

Just when Tan Yu and Xiu Wen were curious about Ye Feng in every way, and even more incredulous about his strength, the referee's voice sounded.

It turned out that the next battle had already begun, and the opponents turned out to be their two sworn enemies.

Tan Yu and Xiu Wen's faces became serious, and they temporarily put aside the distractions in their hearts, and walked to the front, ready to compete in the ring.

After the two stepped into the ring, they started the big battle directly, and as time slowly passed, the big battle finally showed signs that the winner was about to be separated.

In the end, Xiuwen completely defeated Tan Yu with a beautiful kick, which simply shocked countless people and successfully won the duel.

"I actually lost to you?"

Tan Yu sat under the ring, covered in dust, and there was a trace of bitterness on his face.

Both are the sixth order of the Martial Sect, is the difference in strength between the two of them really that big?

After a short time, Tan Yu disappeared under the ring lonely, blended into the crowd, and never saw him again, and was buried by the figures of countless students.

Xiu Wen's face was proud, and he felt more or less happy in his heart to defeat Tan Yu.

This at least proves that he is more powerful than Tan Yu and can sit firmly on the throne of the top four students of the Soul Suppression Department.

But just when Xiu Wen was extremely happy, the referee's voice sounded, and in the next game, the information of the opponent had appeared.

"In the next game, Ye Feng will fight against Xiuwen!"

It turned out to be Ye Feng fighting against Xiuwen.

"Huh?"

Xiu Wen was slightly stunned, and as soon as his eyes turned, he fell on the proud figure in the distance, and this figure was naturally Ye Feng.

I don't know why, after Xiu Wen witnessed with his own eyes, geniuses like Ouyang were defeated by Ye Feng.

At this moment, he looked at Ye Feng's figure, and felt that it was incomparably tall, and he needed to be looked up to.

Although Ye Feng was not as tall as him, he couldn't help but feel admiration and awe in his heart.