"Ha~ I didn't expect to pick up a treasure this time, the duel between the two wastes makes people look forward to it differently!"

"Isn't it, being able to watch a duel that everyone can understand is also an entertainment game. ”

As the noise of everyone came out, Ye Chenfeng walked into the ring unhurriedly, not fast, but it was enough to attract the attention of most people.

"Ye Chenfeng!"

"He actually ...... Getting into the ring like this?"

"Oh, the name of waste, otherwise you can't fake it~"

"Oh my God...... This Ye Chenfeng's opponent is actually Han Wanqian?" The monks around him inhaled one after another, although these two people were waste, but I have to say that even if they were waste, they were divided into three, six, nine and so on, Ye Chenfeng had two layers of condensation, and Han Wanqian had five layers of condensation, just the gap in cultivation was enough to make people look at Ye Chenfeng with sympathy in his eyes.

It is really the cultivation of the second layer of Qi Condensation, that is, it is about the same level as some of the Qi training masters in the mortal world, and in the duel of life and death, the monks of the second layer of Qi Condensation are obviously not as rich as those martial artists.

And the fifth-layer cultivators of the Qi Condensation who are three small realms apart can not only release the spiritual energy, but also be able to attach the spiritual energy to the weapon, even if the mortal iron is in the hands of the fifth layer of the Qi Condensation, it can become a peerless sword. What's more, the fifth-layer cultivator of condensing qi has been able to release the protective aura, although this is only a defensive method for the rotten street, but for the monks below the fifth layer of condensation, it will take a lot of effort just to break the protective aura.

But what did Ye Chenfeng plan?

Everyone can't see what he has planned!

He just stood in front of Han Wanqian with a smile like that, neither taking out any amazing magic weapons, nor putting on a posture to use any amazing moves, let alone pinching the mantra and releasing some kind of magic that could reverse the situation.

He seemed to ......

It's for free.

On the other hand, Han Wanqian, after seeing Ye Chenfeng come to power, raised his eyebrows, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and slowly operated his aura, as if he was meditating and cultivating.

"Is this looking down on me?" Ye Chenfeng couldn't laugh or cry. "Brother Han, you are fifty steps and a hundred steps of laughter~"

No matter what Ye Chenfeng's true strength is, in the eyes of outsiders, the two of them are waste, but the degree of waste is slightly different.

In this way, the two of them were one high and one low, one stood one, as the number of spectators around them increased, as the monks outside the ring announced the start of the game, at the moment when the word "start" came out, Han Wanqian suddenly opened his eyes, instantly revealing a cold glow, casually threw out a red elixir, and at the same time took out an emerald green elixir and stuffed it into his mouth.

The crimson elixir had already begun to emit black smoke in mid-air, and it spontaneously combusted in the blink of an eye, and before the elixir hit the ground and exploded, the rolling heat wave swept towards Ye Chenfeng's face!

At the same time, Han Wanqian also had some changes, his eyes flashed green, and his whole person's cultivation exploded, and his momentum rose amazingly in a short period of time!

The qi, blood, and aura on his body became monstrous at this moment, shaking the entire ring at the same time, he also conjured up a blood-colored figure behind him, which was also amazing.

All this is a long time, but in fact, it is only an instant, it was completed the moment the monk referee finished speaking, and he didn't intend to give Ye Chenfeng any chance to react, and the surrounding monks who watched suddenly inhaled one by one, and their faces became solemn.

They originally thought that this was a very nonsense duel, and it was likely that it was not about cultivation, but about who was more nonsense, but at the moment, it seemed that although this Han Wanqian had the name of waste, he was full of energy, just waiting for an opportunity for the world to remember, so that he could soar into the sky.

And now this conference is his chance!

Some monks who were active in their minds had already begun to wonder if the ranking of the audition this time was secretly done by someone from the city lord, otherwise this Han Wanqian was not against Ye Chenfeng, but against any other monk, even if it was just a casual cultivator, it would not be possible to win so easily.

Everyone looked disappointed, thinking that the battle was going to end in an instant, but few remembered that the battle had just begun.

Han Wanqian, who had cultivated to climb, made Ye Chenfeng's face solemn, but the heat wave in front of him was not so dangerous. If he Ye Chenfeng was still the previous Ye Chenfeng, even if he was also a fifth-layer condensation at this time, he would be in a hurry in this situation, but it was a pity that he was not.

"Interesting. ”

Ye Chenfeng also palmed his hand, and a round pill appeared in the palm of his hand, and then he took it, his figure flickered, and he suddenly got out of the coverage of the heat wave, and turned into an afterimage and came to Han Wanqian's vicinity, and suddenly the surroundings were shocked.

This Ye Chenfeng actually understands Dan Dao, and he reacts so quickly?

In this way, in addition to the strength, the two sides are fighting for the quality of the pills on both sides, so won't it become a pill war?

However, neither side of the war had the intention of letting go of their opponents, so they did not give much time for the onlookers to think, and the first confrontation had already begun. Han Wanqian had already guessed that Ye Chenfeng was also hiding his strength like himself, and when he heard that Ye Chenfeng and a concubine could escape from Zhao Lutian's hands, who knew if the young master of the Ye family would have the strength to fight Zhao Lutian?

Although the possibility is very small, there are many things, and there is no point in not giving it a try. Therefore, at the moment when Han Wanqian made a move, an elixir appeared in his palm again, and it exploded at the moment when the two were about to make contact, and a large area of frost mist suddenly dispersed, making Ye Chenfeng's originally extremely fast afterimage actually slow down in the mist, allowing Ye Chenfeng's figure to reappear in Han Wanqian's sight.

This was not only a decrease in the speed of the body, but even the fist swung by Ye Chenfeng seemed to have reduced the speed of the surrounding monks, as if in slow motion. Even his eyes moved much more slowly, and his gaze seemed a little glazed.

"It's ...... Extremely cold!"

Someone in the audience recognized it, which immediately caused a lot of discussion.

The extremely cold and freezing qi is very cold, and a short period of contact is enough to freeze mortals, and even monks can't resist for too long with their cultivation, which has nothing to do with the level of cultivation, purely because the aura will also be eroded by the extremely cold and freezing air, becoming cold and biting, and killing people.

Although few people have heard of this extremely cold air, it is not something that cannot be obtained, and the fact is that it is the opposite, because everyone has an impression of the existence of extreme cold and cold air, so it is incredible. Because there are very few things of this kind that can be preserved, unless they are of a certain level of quality.

Han Wanqian's crushed was more likely to be some kind of expensive disposable magic weapon than the pill, and the extremely cold freezing qi that was preserved was only a considerable part of it, not even enough for the intake of one breath, but it was enough to make the Qi Condensing Cultivator completely slow down.

Ye Chenfeng only has two layers of condensation qi, and with the assistance of pills, it is impossible to get rid of the influence of extremely cold and freezing gas, and under the advantages of one and the other, Han Wanqian's game can be said to be stable.

Not only the monks around him, but even he himself felt that he was stable. Right now, Ye Chenfeng is sluggish, probably even his thinking will become sluggish, as long as he makes one move, he can make Ye Chenfeng roll off the ring.

Han Wanqian did not act rashly, but suppressed the excitement in his heart, condensed his aura and slapped Ye Chenfeng's eyebrows with one palm!

The power of this palm is not too great, it will not kill Ye Chenfeng, but it can make him fall from the ring in a very ugly way. Han Wanqian chose this trick, officially in order to humiliate him and humiliate their Ye family.

However, when the inevitable palm was about to fall, Han Wanqian was alarmed, and at the same time, he noticed in horror that Ye Chenfeng's eyes, which should have been frozen and numb, actually followed the subtle movement of his palm.

That feeling was as if he had locked his moves, and once this palm was really slapped, something would definitely happen that scared him very much!