It may be that Ao Feng's movements are a little big, and the sleeping little water qilin weakly opened his eyes, glanced at Ao Feng with a fierce face, and then looked at the disciple of the Three Palaces.

Ao Feng's black wooden stick attacks were intensive, almost not letting go of any good place, and in the face of the strength of the three hall disciples' spiritual realm, the battle between the two quickly entered a white heat.

"I didn't expect that there would be another powerful cadre in the Sixth Hall this year. The disciples of the three halls looked at Ao Feng and said with a solemn face, but this solemnity quickly disappeared, and was replaced by an evil smile.

"It just so happens that I studied a volume of Xuan-level combat skills a month ago, so I'll test the results with you today. The disciples of the three halls stepped back one after another, and the long sword in his hand withdrew the ring, and began to pinch the cumbersome handprint.

Ao Feng looked at the movements of the disciples of the three halls suspiciously, faintly doubting in his heart, not understanding what he was doing.

At this time, Ao Feng didn't care what he was doing, and rushed forward with a black wooden stick. With a spiritual power, the tip of the stick passed through the air and penetrated directly into the door of the disciples of the three halls.

The disciples of the three halls looked at the approaching black wooden stick, and suddenly burst into a loud shout, and slapped the tip of the stabbing stick, and the powerful force shook Ao Feng's right hand, and the black wooden stick in his hand slipped off and shot out backwards.

The weapon left his hand, and Ao Feng's heart suddenly sank.

"A Thousand Golden Palms!"

The disciples of the three halls let out a loud shout, and after approaching Ao Feng, they slapped him in the chest again. This palm does have the potential of a thousand gold, and the powerful force flew Ao Feng upside down, and a mouthful of blood poured up his throat, but fortunately, Ao Feng couldn't resist swallowing this mouthful of blood back, so it didn't spurt out.

Because of Ao Feng's fall, the water qilin also fell to the ground, and struggled a few times before it struggled to get up.

"Little guy, are you okay?" Ao Feng looked at the weak appearance of the water qilin, and felt a little distressed in his heart.

The water qilin looked at Ao Feng with watery eyes, probably not knowing what Ao Feng was talking about, and looked at Ao Feng without blinking.

"It turns out that this is a combat skill. Ao Feng rubbed his chest and stood up, watching the blood in the hearts of the disciples of the three halls surge.

"Yes, I was able to stand up on my own. The disciples of the Third Hall were very surprised by Ao Feng's ability to resist fighting, and rubbed his fists and said, "Then I will let you taste the power of Xuan-level combat skills." ”

As he spoke, he rushed over again, a faint glow between his fists.

When Ao Feng saw his fists, he didn't know why he was suddenly angry, and an unknown anger erupted in his heart.

"Your combat skills are inexplicably annoying!" Ao Feng said viciously, withdrew the black wooden stick and greeted him, and punched his right shoulder directly against his combat skills.

In the eyes of the disciples of the three halls, Ao Feng's approach is simply looking for death, and compared with ordinary blows and combat skills, there is no suspense in the ending.

"Bang!"

The two punches quickly slammed together, and then the two of them snorted almost at the same time, and quickly retreated to both sides.

After Ao Feng landed, his footsteps twisted and easily unloaded his remaining strength, while the disciples of the three halls retreated more than ten steps in a messy manner.

"How is this possible?"

The disciples of the three halls endured the sharp pain coming from his fists, and looked at Ao Feng with disbelief on his face, he never thought that it would be such a result, although the Qianjin Combat Skill was only the lowest level of the Xuan Rank, it could be said that it was the highest combat skill that most people in the Spirit Realm could master, could it be that the person in front of him was not a person from the Xuan Realm.

Ao Feng licked his lips and looked at the disciples of the Third Hall and said proudly, "How is it?"

"Combat skills? Yours is also a combat skill?" The disciples of the Third Hall were even more surprised when they heard this, and couldn't help but ask, "How is it possible, what kind of combat skills are yours?"

Hearing this, Ao Feng glanced at the disciples of the three halls with disdain, and sneered: "You are still a disciple of the Holy Yan Ancient Palace, and you can't even recognize the Holy Yan in the hall. ”

Ao Feng's words were not concealed in the slightest, and the surrounding battle circles also looked at them in surprise after hearing them.

The Holy Flame Decision is extremely famous in the Holy Flame Ancient Temple, and it is designated as the only open combat skill that does not have any identity requirements, and the power of this combat skill is also extremely strong, but unfortunately, the talent required for this combat skill is too high, and most disciples have nothing to gain from studying it for several years.

Since the Six Halls, the number of disciples who can cultivate the Holy Flame Determination is definitely no more than the number of hands.

The disciple of the Third Hall began to be jealous in his heart, and after a while, he cheered himself up and said, "Don't deceive people, just because you can cultivate the Holy Flame Decision?" Hmph, I will abolish your Xuanjing today!"

Ao Feng's eyes became gloomy when he heard this, and he said coldly: "Since this is the case, then you should die!"

Ao Feng originally only planned to eliminate the other party, who knew that the other party actually thought like this, he had worked hard to obtain Xuanjing to be able to cultivate, compared with others, he walked more hard, and no one wanted to take away this hard-won harvest.

This time, Ao Feng did not take the little water qilin with him, and he had no baggage, his speed increased by more than a notch, and the black wooden stick shot directly into the air from Na Jie, and after flipping countless times, it fell back into Ao Feng's hands with unmistakable accuracy.

A series of movements is like a flowing stream.

The disciples of the three halls looked solemn, no longer underestimating the enemy as before, and took out their long swords and ran towards Ao Feng.

The two fought fiercely together again, Ao Feng always had a smile on the corner of his mouth, although he couldn't fight each other with spiritual power, but he unconsciously mastered the opponent's fighting skills.

After a blow, the disciples of the three halls were going to make any moves, and Ao Feng could judge them.

With this hand, Ao Feng quickly beat the disciples of the three halls and abandoned their armor, and in a panic, the weapon was also picked off by Ao Feng.

Sou!

The disciple of the Three Palaces, who had lost his weapon, was directly stabbed in the chest by Ao Feng's black wooden stick, and the tip of the stick that didn't seem to be very sharp sank into his body, and a little blood spilled out and stained the clothes around him red.

"Ahh

The disciples of the three halls couldn't help but scream in pain, and before he could react, Ao Feng flew up and kicked him in the chest, and the black wooden stick was pulled out, and he also kicked it more than ten meters away, and the blood crossed an arc in the air.

Ao Feng breathed a long sigh of relief, and hurriedly ran towards the disciples of the three halls with a black wooden stick, and brutally took off his ring, and the arrows in it were all packed into his ring.

After doing this, Ao Feng was afraid that this guy would recover and fight back against him, so he simply crushed the opponent's space token, and then hurriedly threw the token on him.

The space token was shattered, and in the blink of an eye, a white light flashed away, and the disciple of the third hall disappeared to the ground like this, leaving a pool of blood in vain.

At this time, outside the self-proclaimed space, there were still many people gathered around the edge of the space gate, and suddenly a white light flashed, and the disciple of the third hall appeared in front of everyone.

"It's out, someone's out!"

"Someone was eliminated so early this year, I don't know which temple it is. ”

"I see, it's estimated that it's the sixth hall again, anyway, it's him every year, and I guess I like this kind of first. ”

The laughter around him fell into Ling Tian's ears, and his face changed again and again.

The hall master of the three halls glanced at Ling Tian, waved his hand heroically and said: "Lord of the Ling Tian Palace, don't get in the way, what can this be counted, after all, your sixth hall is not like my third hall, I still understand this situation very well." ”

Ling Tian frowned, snorted coldly, and walked forward.

"It's the people of the Three Palaces, and the first one to be eliminated is Fei Tai from the Three Palaces!"

Suddenly, someone shouted out in surprise, with some surprise and some ridicule in his tone.

Ling Tian was stunned when he heard this, he suddenly laughed, turned around and walked back, looked at the hall master of the three halls and sighed: "My Ling Tian's mentality is really not as good as the hall master of the three halls, this year your hall is the first to be eliminated, you can not change your face, I really admire!"