"Finger sword qi?!"

On the other side, Zhang Yan also exclaimed in surprise, looking at the sword qi that was attacking quickly, and at the same time he was shocked, the long sword in his hand also hurriedly greeted him.

Rumble!

The sound of the collision of gold and iron came, and an invisible energy spread out quickly, and then Zhang Yan's body flew out violently as if it had been hit hard.

Boom!

A muffled sound sounded, and Zhang Yan's body flew upside down three meters away to stabilize her body.

A mouthful of reverse blood spurted out, and he looked at Li Feng with fear on his face.

"I lost!"

She opened her mouth, her eyes full of unwillingness, but she had to recognize the facts.

Because she knew that Li Feng had already shown mercy to his subordinates, if the other party made a full attack, it would not be as simple as a minor injury!

"What! This, this wins?"

A shocked voice sounded, and the audience looked at this scene in disbelief.

Zhang Yan, who was still imposing just now, was defeated in the blink of an eye?

And he was defeated under that finger sword qi, could it be that sword qi really that strong?

Boom!

"In the third game, Da Zhu Feng, Li Feng wins!"

The sound of huge gongs and drums sounded, and the loud voices of the disciples of the newspaper curtain made everyone have to accept the facts in front of them.

However, these are no longer important to Li Feng, he glanced at the female disciple lightly, and then Li Feng jumped and flew directly towards the audience.

Now it's just twenty into ten in each martial arts arena, and there will be a ten-in-five competition later.

Today's competition is not over until after ten into five, so Li Feng did not leave now.

"No. 2 martial arts field, the fourth scene, No. 28 Qi Hao vs. No. 29 Ye Ziming, start!"

The sound of the curtain sounded again, and everyone's eyes were once again attracted by the martial arts stage, and what made Li Feng stunned was that he actually found an acquaintance.

"Why is he here?"

With a soft mutter, Li Feng looked at Qi Hao on the stage with some confusion.

Because of the lottery, Li Feng was not with the other disciples of Da Zhu Peak.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that Qi Hao was actually in the same martial arts arena as himself.

"Interesting!"

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and a playful smile appeared on Li Feng's face, since this is the case, then don't blame him.

"Long Shoufeng, Qi Hao, Lead!"

"Chaoyang Peak, Ye Ziming, Lead!"

On the stage, the two saluted slightly, but they didn't do it immediately, but stared at each other, and the two huge momentum spread out, looking full of force.

"Is this Qi Hao, the first disciple of Elder Cangsong?

"Yes, I can't bear the momentum alone, what level do you think his cultivation has reached?"

"It's hard to say, I estimate that at least it has reached the middle stage of Jindan!Otherwise, there would not be such a strong power, but Ye Ziming's strength is not bad, he can actually fight against Qi Hao, I estimate that it will be at least the Jindan stage!"

"Two Jindan periods!oh my God!!"

"Senior Brother Qi, please be merciful to your subordinates!" At this time, Ye Ziming on the high platform finally spoke, clasped his fists with both hands, and bowed slightly to Qi Hao.

"Okay, Senior Brother Ye, you can make a move!"

Nodding slightly, Qi Hao said with a calm face, but he didn't say anything big.

First, Ye Ziming's strength was not weak, and the disciple of Chaoyang Peak, who ranked second in strength, even Shang Zhengliang, the first elder of Chaoyang Peak on the side, praised him.

The second is Li Feng just now, as soon as he saw Li Feng appear, he knew that his hope was slim.

Others don't know Li Feng's strength, but he knows.

At the beginning, he was able to break his own ice wall with one punch and seriously injure himself, and his strength was definitely not as simple as the rumored Yuan Infant in the early stage.

As for the reason why many of those disciples outside didn't know Li Feng, it was because he was very low-key, and he stayed in Dazhu Peak on weekdays except for cultivation.

This also makes him famous, but few people know him, even worse than Qi Hao.

"Two fools......"

With a soft mutter, Li Feng shook his head slightly, the two had been standing for a long time, but they didn't expect to greet each other.

Although this is not a life-and-death duel, it is also a competition, can you still rely on your mouth to win?

"Offended!"

A soft cheer sounded, and finally Ye Ziming made a move.

The movement under his feet was fast, and the long sword in his hand crossed a sharp arc, slashing towards Qi Hao fiercely, the strong wind howled, and the air around him seemed to be torn.

"It's good to come!"

With a flash of sharpness in his eyes, Qi Hao didn't dare to slack off, the long sword in his hand played a sword flower, and if he didn't advance, he retreated, and quickly greeted him.

Boom!

The sound of gold and iron colliding came, and a strong wave of air swept away.

Some of the disciples who were close to them hurriedly took a few steps back, and finally stabilized their bodies under the obstruction of Shang Zhengliang's true qi.

However, the two people on the stage didn't seem to feel it, and the long swords in their hands kept colliding in the fierce sword light.

The sound of clanging was incessant, and finally the two jumped to their feet, and the long swords slashed together.

"Blazing Sun Sword Qi!" "Frost Falls!"

Two loud shouts rang out, and the two sword qi, one red and one blue, collided fiercely.

A thick fog spread out in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, it filled the entire martial arts stage.

"What about people?

"I don't know, how can there be such a big fog?"

"Who knows, why don't you ask the elders?"

"I'm going to go to you!"

The crowd was talking, but everyone's eyes were staring at the surging fog, as if they were afraid of missing some wonderful pictures.

Only Li Feng stared silently at the thick fog, because in his divine sense, the two had fought again for hundreds of rounds.

I have to say that although the spells in this immortal cultivation world are rare, everyone's swordsmanship is extremely skilled.

The sword moves of the two were all leaky, but in the end, Qi Hao had a slight advantage, and the true qi had a great advantage, and a sword directly knocked Ye Ziming's long sword out.

"I lost!"

After a while, the thick fog dissipated, and Ye Ziming said without the slightest expression, and his hands were already empty.

"Senior Brother Ye, concede!"

Nodding, Qi Hao spoke, and there was no trace of expression fluctuation in his words.

However, his heart was beating wildly, and what the master said was indeed right, don't underestimate any enemy, because you don't know who will give you a fatal blow.

This Ye Ziming alone is so powerful, so what about him?

Thinking of this, his gaze couldn't help but turn to Li Feng in the crowd, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and he disappeared in an instant.

Boom!

"In the fourth game, Long Shoufeng, Qi Hao wins!"

The sound of huge gongs and drums sounded, and the loud voices of the disciples of the newspaper curtain instantly pulled back everyone's hearts.

"How is that possible?

"yes, the fog just now was so strong that I didn't see anything, did any of you see it?"

"I didn't see it, I didn't see it!"

"Alas, it's a pity, this battle between Senior Brother Qi and Senior Brother Ye is definitely a classic, I didn't expect that no one would see it......"

The crowd was full of chatter, and eventually faded away.