At this moment, above the stands in front of him, the master of the Hua family slowly stood up, waved to everyone in the field, and nodded slightly to Zhao Bujing on the stage.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Zhao Bujing became the person of my Hua family yesterday and volunteered, and he is fully qualified to act on behalf of the Hua family." The master of the Hua family smiled, and his voice spread throughout the entire martial arts training ground.

Ning Dalu, who was in the arena, couldn't help but grit his teeth for a while, the rules of this ring battle are completely a matter of these old things' words.

"Since the seniors spoke, the juniors didn't dare to say much, and my Ning family admitted defeat." Ning Dalu sighed secretly, helpless in his heart, but now the situation can only be like this.

Zhao Bujing's strength, everyone in Kunshan martial arts is well known, this person is ruthless, even if he is a strong foundation, it is rumored that he has the power to fight.

"No, I will never admit defeat!" On the ring, Ning Qianxue's gaze froze, and she immediately retorted.

"Xiaoxue, don't mess around, listen to the uncle, you are not this person's opponent." Ning Dalu hurriedly turned his head and said anxiously.

Since Ning Qianxue got into the ring, his mood can be described as if he was on a roller coaster, and now a Zhao disrespect suddenly appeared, Ning Dalu knew that the Ning family had come to an end this time.

"Ning Dalu, I read that you are a junior, the old man is not as knowledgeable as you, if you dare to interfere in the battle of the ring, don't blame the old man for being ruthless." The master of the Hua family glanced at Ning Dalu, and his voice was obviously a little lower.

When Ning Dalu heard this, he was a little speechless for a while, and he wanted to say something, but when he saw Ning Qianxue shaking his head gently at him when he raised his hand, he could only turn around and return to the position of the Ning family's stand.

On the ring, Ning Qianxue stared at the person in front of her, her face showed a look of vigilance, and her right hand holding the sword was subconsciously clenched.

In terms of hard power, the two can be said to be very different, and Ning Qianxue at this time felt great pressure.

"If you dare to do it, you are also courageous." Zhao Bujing slowly spoke, and at the same time, the true qi of his whole body turned far away, and the momentum on his body instantly overshadowed the person in front of him.

Before she could make a move, beads of sweat appeared on Ning Qianxue's forehead, and she suddenly raised her right arm under gritting her teeth, and the red sword in her hand moved to meet the momentum.

"Chop." Ning Qianxue snorted lightly, glanced at Fang Cai, and fused her true qi into the red sword.

In the face of such a strong enemy, the only thing she can do now is to keep her dignity as a person in the martial arts, even if she is invincible, she must not be afraid.

"Huh... This sword is good, you can't exert the power of this sword in your hands at all, this sword Zhao is under him. Zhao Bujing's eyes suddenly lit up, and a sneer flashed on his face.

The best magic weapon is also an extremely rare existence in the martial arts world, and the red sword in Ning Qianxue's hand was originally the treasure of the Lan family, so it was naturally a rare treasure.

After Zhao Bujing finished speaking, he immediately raised his hand and pointed at it, and a strange aura overflowed from his fingertips, instantly enveloping the person in front of him.

Ning Qianxue, who was in the ring, couldn't help but tremble, she suddenly found herself restricted by a strange force, and it became extremely difficult to move her body.

Zhao Bujing in front of him, with a relaxed face, his eyes fell on the red sword, and a wicked smile crossed the corner of his mouth.

"This sword, I can't give it to you." Ning Qianxue's whole body was really angry, and she used all her strength to break free.

But that strange power seemed to be beyond the scope of the Transformation Realm Grandmaster, no matter how she struggled, her body was unable to move for half a minute.

"This can't help you, this kind of superb magic weapon, in the hands of your junior, is simply a tyrannical thing." Zhao Bujing opened his mouth and said with a smile.

After finishing speaking, his fingertips moved, and the red sword in Ning Qianxue's hand came out of his hand and slowly floated towards him.

The strength of the two is obviously not at the same level at all.

"No... No way. Ning Qianxue's face turned red, as if she had touched her reverse scales, and the true qi in her whole body turned wildly.

At the same time, around her body, the cyan wind rose from the ground, and the momentum on her body rose again, but recently it had already overflowed with blood.

This kind of desperate consumption of true qi has a great impact on the foundation of the martial arts of the people in the martial arts themselves, and if they are not good, they will become wasted.

"Stupid." Zhao Bujing's face showed disdain, and a fine light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and an invisible energy appeared out of thin air.

Ning Qianxue, who was not far ahead, had not broken free from the suppression at this time, and that momentum was indeed approaching.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience couldn't help but shake their heads, this ring match can be declared over, and there is obviously a huge awareness between the two.

"This Zhao is disrespectful, I'm afraid that the threshold of the foundation has been preliminarily built, and that suppressive force should be the legendary spiritual sense..."

"No wonder the Hua family doesn't see a Transformation Realm powerhouse coming today, it's enough to have this person..."

Some of the family heads under the ring had already recognized the power used by Zhao Bujing, and the Transformation Realm Grandmaster had no room to fight back when facing the spiritual sense.

At this time, Ning Qianxue watched the red sword fly out of her hand, and couldn't help but shed two lines of tears from the corners of her eyes, after she laughed miserably, she bit her silver teeth at the same time, and once again increased the distance of the true qi in her body.

At the same time, several mouthfuls of blood spurted out of his face.

"Thinking that you offered the magic weapon, I wanted to spare your life, since you are looking for death, Zhao will fulfill you today." Zhao Bujing snorted lightly, his eyes flashing.

In an instant, the power that suppressed Ning Qianxue increased by a few points in an instant, and this kind of suppression of the Transformation Realm Grandmaster could be described as incomprehensible.

Ning Qianxue ignored the person in front of her, and at this time, the only thing that existed in her eyes was the red sword that was gradually moving away.

"Fool, it's just a sword, can you use it so hard." In Ning Qianxue's ears, a gentle voice suddenly sounded.

At this time, under the eyes of everyone in the arena, I saw a teenager with extraordinary appearance and wearing a light-colored sportswear, crossing the crowd under the stage and slowly walking to the ring.

The expression on his face was calm, and after he came to the stage, he slowly walked to Ning Qianxue's side, and the frenzied true qi fluctuations in his eyes seemed to exist at all.

"It's... You lent it to me. A smile squeezed out of the corner of Ning Qianxue's mouth, and she responded gently.

Ye Fei's eyes flashed slightly, and his heart couldn't help but be a little moved, his gaze kept focusing on Ning Qianxue's body, and only nodded lightly after half a sound.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Fei slowly raised his right hand, only to see that the red sword, which was originally flying in mid-air, suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Zhao Bujing, who was in the ring, had a drastic change in the expression on his face, and suddenly felt a chill behind him, and the spiritual sense he had just exuded was completely suppressed by the young man in front of him.

"This force... Who are you? The corners of Zhao Bujing's mouth trembled slightly, and he couldn't help asking.

Before his words fell, the red sword in mid-air had already flown back into the young man's hand, and the person didn't look at him until the end.

After Ye Fei withdrew the red sword, he raised his hand and placed it on Ning Qianxue's eyebrows at the same time, and began to investigate the injuries in her body.

"The true qi has been excessively consumed, and it has already hurt the foundation of the martial arts..."Ye Fei said secretly in his heart, and a murderous aura suddenly rose on his body.

Immediately, the true yuan in his body surged, raised his hand to stabilize Ning Qianxue's injury, and at the same time handed the red sword to the hand of the person in front of him.

"I've given you this sword, I'll take care of the rest." Ye Fei looked at the person in front of him and said softly.

Ning Qianxue clenched the red sword, her cheeks flashed a hint of rosy, and at the same time she looked up at Ye Fei and nodded gently.

"Thank you." After finishing speaking, Ning Qianxue passed out directly.

After going through three battles, and desperately turning away from the true qi, Ning Qianxue at this time finally couldn't hold it anymore and fell into Ye Fei's arms.

Ye Fei didn't say anything, but picked up the person in front of him, walked slowly under the ring, and walked straight to the side of the Ning family.

"Help me take care of her..."Ye Fei raised his head, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Ning Dalu in front of him and said.

Ye Fei hadn't expected this situation before, and he didn't expect Ning Qianxue to be so crazy for the Red Sword.

"Sect Master Ye, how is Xiaoxue?" Ning Dalu nodded again and again, and at the same time asked anxiously.

"It's okay, it's just a little prostration, don't worry that with me, she'll wake up soon." After Ye Fei finished speaking, he immediately turned around and looked at the ring in front of him.

Ye Fei's gaze finally fell on Zhao Bujing, his face gradually became indifferent, and at the same time, he slowly walked again, thinking about walking in the ring.

Every time he took a step forward, the murderous aura on Ye Fei's body became more and more intense.

The chill in his eyes was like eternal ice, although there was no true qi fluctuation on his body, but where he passed, no one present rushed to stop him.

It wasn't until he stepped into the ring that the invisible oppressive force in the arena eased a lot, and the heads of the major families all set their eyes on Ye Fei at the same time.

"Who are you? The Ning family has been defeated, what are you still doing on stage? The short and fat middle-aged man couldn't help but whisper when he saw this scene.

Ye Fei's face remained unchanged, and after taking the stage, he glanced at Zhao Bujing in front of him, and then turned his head to look at Humpty Dumpty on the side.

"Jiangdong, Ye Fei, represents the Ning family today." Ye Fei's voice was low, and he said slowly.

When the short and fat middle-aged man heard this, he couldn't help but snort coldly and said, "Ye Fei? I haven't heard of it, since you are not from the Ning family, you are not qualified to enter this ring. ”

This person is the referee of the ring battle, and he can be said to be the representative of the three seniors in the rear, so he naturally will not take Ye Fei in his eyes.

Ye Fei's eyes flashed slightly, without half a nonsense, his arm suddenly raised, and a sharp energy came out of his hand, hitting the short and fat man steadily.

"Ahh You! A scream swept through the air.

Under the eyes of everyone, this person's figure seemed to have been hit by a giant cannon, and it crossed an arc in the air and smashed heavily on the ground of the martial arts training ground.

The power of this blow can be described as good, after this person fell to the ground, he spat out several mouthfuls of blood in a row, and his body did not react at all, and he did not know whether he was dead or alive.