"You're not afraid of death?" Standing across the ring, Chen Feng asked with some amusement.

Yang Yan shook his head and said, "Since you have embarked on the road of martial arts, you must have the heart to die, if you are afraid of death, how to continue on the road of martial arts?"

"Death?"

Chen Feng was stunned, but then he laughed, there is no doubt that this loose cultivation Yang Yan in front of him is very interesting.

Moreover, the heart of martial arts is extremely firm, no wonder this Yang Yan can cultivate to the peak limit of the Xuanji Lord as a casual cultivator.

"You strike first, or you won't have a chance later. Chen Feng said lightly.

There is no doubt that Chen Feng's words are very arrogant, but Yang Yan doesn't feel it, and even thinks that Chen Feng's words are a chance for him to make a move.

So far, no one has ever let the young man in front of him survive more than one move.

Even Wu Lan and Zheng Tang, who are also at the peak limit of the Xuanji Lord, can't do it, and he, Yang Yan, is only the peak limit of the Xuanji Lord, this Chen Feng can let him strike first, which is already the biggest opportunity for him.

"Then you have to be careful. ”

Yang Yan took a deep breath, and the aura of the law swept out of himself.

Chen Feng showed a hint of interest, in the previous battle, Yang Yan had never used the power of his own law, so he didn't know what kind of law the latter had comprehended.

"Hell!"

Yang Yan let out a light breath, and the entire ring fell into a tremor, and then a pitch-black mist shrouded it entirely.

"It's ......"

Looking at the tragic scenes that emerged around him, Chen Feng's eyes showed surprise.

These scenes are extremely tragic, including tongue pulling, knife mountain, sea of fire, stone press, oil pot......

There are all kinds of torture in it, and if a person is not strong-willed, at first sight of such a tragic scene, his legs will be weak and his heart will be afraid.

When these scenes gradually disappeared, Chen Feng found that countless sword mountains appeared in front of him, and under his feet were countless blades.

"Knife Mountain Hell!"

A deep voice came into his ears, and then the blade under his feet began to surge, passing through the soles of Chen Feng's feet and passing through the door of his head.

A strong feeling of pain spread from the center of his foot and spread throughout his body, even if Chen Feng knew that it was an illusion, a trace of cold sweat flowed out.

"What kind of law is this?The scene inside shows hell?" Chen Feng's eyes showed a strange look.

"Desolate!"

Although it was strange in his heart, Chen Feng was not afraid, and with a grip of his right hand, the law of desolation condensed, forming a black ball the size of a palm.

I saw his right hand press the ground, and the barren aura spread, and the Daoshan Hell turned into nothingness under the erosion of this barren power.

Desolation, which can waste everything, whether living or dead, will become nothingness under the influence of desolation.

Chen Feng walked leisurely, starting from the first layer of hell, going down layer by layer, the law of desolation was under his control, and nothing was desolate.

When the eighteenth layer was completely withered under the effect of the law of desolation, the power of the law of hell that lingered in the ring collapsed inch by inch like glass.

"The law of hell, this Yang Yan is just a small casual cultivator, and he can comprehend such a powerful law?"

When Yang Yan released the hell, he immediately attracted the attention of the countless power lords around the rooftop in Kyushu.

Even under the seventh ring, those martial artists who were close were even affected by this law of hell, and some people who were not determined to be determined shouted directly, but fortunately they were stopped by the martial artists next to them.

"This Yang Yan's strength is still above Zheng Tang and Wu Lan, I'm afraid it can make this wind and dust a little embarrassed. ”

Cao Rong was quietly suspended on the edge of the ring, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

Although Yang Yan's law was very special, he still didn't think that Yang Yan would win, but it would just cause a certain obstacle to Chen Feng.

"Broken!"

An indifferent voice sounded around the ring, and then the barriers formed by the laws of hell were all shattered.

Poof!

Yang Yan spat out a mouthful of blood and almost retreated to the edge of the ring, the corners of his mouth full of wry smiles.

The black mist gradually dissipated, and a figure like a pine and cypress stood proudly, his gaze fell on Yang Yan, and said lightly: "Still need to fight?"

Hearing this, the bitter smile on the corner of Yang Yan's mouth became more and more intense, and he said in a low voice: "You won." ”

After saying that, he jumped down and behaved extremely crisply.

"This Yang Yan is good, his will is as strong as stone, if he does not fall and becomes Yahweh by the laws of hell, he must not be an ordinary Yahweh. ”

Chen Feng nodded, this Yang Yan is indeed good, if there is a chance, he is very willing to draw this Yang Yan to the Wind God Temple.

However, he is not in a hurry in this matter, with Yang Yan's points, it is no problem to enter the top 100 of the second level.

And from the confrontation just now, Chen Feng could also see that this Yang Yan was an arrogant guy.

If you directly mention the conditions for co-opting, the latter will definitely reject it categorically, and this kind of thing must depend on the timing.

In the ninety-seventh scene, Chen Feng met Shi Yi, who killed the alliance.

Shi Yi was extremely cautious, with his killer intuition, he could feel the hidden killing intent in Zhuo Wen's eyes.

So before Cao Rong announced, he abstained decisively and didn't plan to fight Chen Feng at all.

After all, the second level of the ring adopts a point system, and losing a few games will not prevent you from entering the third level.

In the ninety-eighth and ninety-ninth games, Chen Feng met all the characters who played soy sauce, and it was very simple to be promoted.

"The fifteenth wind dust is on the seventh water zhe. ”

Cao Rong announced again, and then the whole of the seventh ring fell into silence.

Everyone's eyes fell on Chen Feng and Shui Zhe unanimous in unison.

Shui Zhe, the first day of the Immortal Altar of the Dead Silent Divine Prefecture, cultivated to reach the half-step Yahweh, and the law he comprehended was an extremely rare law of death.

Wind and dust, the dark horse that has sprung up in the seventh ring, has passed the test since the first game, and has been climbing steadily, even Wu Lan and Zheng Tang, who are at the peak limit of the Xuanji Lord, are all killed with one punch, and there is no doubt that the cultivation is also a half-step Yahweh.

And both of them also maintain a winning streak, and now they are competing for a place in a 100-game winning streak.

Before, many people in the ring compared the two, and came to the conclusion that it was difficult to say, and it was difficult to say who won and who lost.

"Come on!"

Shui Zhe jumped up and stood in the center of the ring, looking down at Chen Feng with a provocative gaze, high up.

"You don't seem qualified to look down on me, do you?"

Chen Feng smiled faintly and jumped into the place not far from Shui Zhe, his eyes were extremely calm.