Choke!

didn't let people have too much to wait, as a strong wind blew, the two instantly drew their swords out of their sheaths, and rushed towards each other.

The speed of the two of them is extremely fast, and the distance of thirty zhang is only half a breath before it has been crossed, and it is approaching in an instant.

"Maple Fall!"

The first to strike was Yang Feng, he stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet, jumped up, his arm shook, and the snow-bright long sword printed with the maple leaf cloud pattern cut through the air, bringing up a bleak aura, turning into three sword lights, from top to bottom, with a fierce momentum, slashing towards Ye Youming.

The cold eyes were raised, Ye Youming's expression did not change in the slightest, and he did not retreat or avoid under his feet, the long sword in his hand shook, and he also drew three sword lights, stabbed up, and met it.

Bell, bell, bell

The three sword lights are not illusory, they are all real. The two long swords collided, and dazzling sparks erupted when they landed.

The force shook, and a shockwave spread.

Yang Feng, who was in the air, had nowhere to borrow strength, and his body was directly shocked into the air.

As a casual cultivator, combat is everywhere, and combat awareness and combat experience are the most important. Yang Feng is not only a casual cultivator, but also a top genius in casual cultivation, and his combat awareness and experience are needless to say.

High in the air, Yang Feng stepped on the instep of his right foot with his left foot, his right leg straightened instantly, and he stepped on the void, and the anti-shock force on his body poured out like a tide, and with a 'bang', the air was shaken and exploded.

This qiē was only completed in an instant, the strength was removed, Yang Feng's waist and hips were twisted, and his body was reversed, in a posture of head and foot. Swoop down.

Yang Feng's face was cold, his gaze was like electricity, and he was tightly locked on Ye Youming's body. How could he not sense the cold aura on the latter's body?

Although he didn't know what that cold aura was, he knew very well that Ye Youming was definitely not as weak as people thought.

And he also knows very well where his weaknesses are compared to everyone else.

Cultivation for the realm!

In the previous six games, the strength shown by the twelve people was at least the realm of a two-star sword king. And he is only a one-star Sword King Realm.

Although he took the opportunity of that Wu Zhenlou to reach the peak of the one-star Sword King. But there was no breakthrough. It's a one-star, and compared with a two-star sword king, that's the gap.

What level Ye You's cultivation realm has reached, he doesn't know. If it was before. He might also think. It should also be a one-star Sword King Realm.

But after seeing Nie Wufeng's strength, especially at this time, after feeling the cold aura emanating from the latter's body. This idea was instantly overturned by him.

Two-star sword king!

Ye Youming's cultivation realm has definitely reached the two-star Sword King realm.

And what level it is of the two-star sword king, for him, it doesn't matter anymore, because, even if Ye Youming is only a first-time two-star sword king realm, for him, it is also a suppression, a suppression in cultivation.

All he had to do was to do his best and not leave a trace of concealment, even if Ye Youming had reached the peak of the two-star Sword King.

So from the very beginning of the battle, he didn't have any intention of tempting, and his shot was the offensive sword style in the "Four Seasons Autumn Maple Sword Technique".

"Autumn leaves are drifting!"

As his body approached, a trace of gloom passed through the depths of Yang Feng's eyes, and the maple leaf cloud pattern long sword in his hand slashed across the air.

Call!

The terrifying decompression was pervasive, and in the wind, a little cold sword light pierced the void, slashed down, and attacked Ye Nether.

In this regard, Ye Youming's gaze was still cold, and there was no expression on his face. In the previous sword collision, he only retreated a small half step, and then unloaded the power of the anti-shock, which did not have the slightest impact at all.

From Yang Feng being shocked into the air, to unloading his strength, and then to swinging his sword at this time, all of them were in his eyes, and he could see them clearly.

In fact, he could completely take advantage of the victory to pursue just now, even if he couldn't suppress Yang Feng, he could still have a certain upper hand and master the rhythm of the battle.

But he didn't, just looked up and watched quietly.

Many people in the audience showed doubts in their eyes, and no one could figure out what this Ye Yin wanted to do.

At this time, outside the competition venue, a carriage was parked, and in the carriage, a middle-aged man was sitting.

"Nether, let these so-called geniuses see what a real genius is. Through the window of the carriage, Ye Jiuyin looked at the martial arts platform, and a blazing color appeared in his eyes, "This time, the position of the leader of the Nine Sects is none other than my Netherworld Sect!"

in the playing field.

The sword pressure was like a mountain, and when the long sword in Yang Feng's hand was only half a meter away from the top of Ye Youming's head, Ye Youming moved.

"Get out of here!" a low cry erupted in his throat.

Ye Youming's arm was raised, and the snow-bright long sword in his hand rushed into the sky, the speed was extremely fast, people only felt that their eyes flickered, and they heard a loud 'boom', and then they saw a figure, which was shocked into the air and fell into the distance.

"Ease of Duty!"

At this moment, Han Chen, Qianshan Wudao and more than a dozen other people, their pupils shrank slightly.

That's right, Ye Youming's sword just now, as fast as lightning and as strong as a mountain, has indeed reached the realm of weight and self-control.

Not only Han Chen and the others saw this, but many other martial artists also saw it, causing many people to exclaim.

But compared to everyone's shock, Han Chen's heart seemed a little dignified.

The Netherworld's Body, the Two-Star Sword King Realm, Ye Nether, who has these two, is already extremely strong, but he didn't expect that in addition to these two, he would also enter the realm of lightness and self-control.

With the body of the Netherworld, his cultivation has reached the realm of the two-star Sword King, and his colleagues have comprehended the importance of being at ease.

It's really hard to think about how strong this Ye Netherworld's strength will be.

"Yang Feng, you're going to lose!" Looking at Yang Feng, who spit out a few mouthfuls of blood in the air and flew out, Xiao Bieli shook his head and fell.

Hearing this, Feng Ming, Hua Qingwu and the others were all silent, although their strength was not enough, they could also see that Yang Feng at this time had no hope.

Boom!

In the air, Yang Feng took a strong breath, pressed down the surging blood in his body, reversed his body, stepped on the ground with the soles of his feet, and the moment he stabilized his body, his footsteps stepped forward, like a floating light, rushing towards the Ye Netherworld explosion not far away.

Yang Feng's gaze became even colder, and the gloomy meaning in the depths of his eyes became stronger, and the maple leaf cloud pattern long sword slashed into the air, and a fierce wind filled with a dry and bleak aura swept out.

The sword light flickered, and as the wind swept it, it turned into a sword light tornado, and rushed towards Ye Nether.

"Four Seasons Autumn Maple Sword Technique" Mystery Sword Style - Autumn Silence!

"Nether Sword Slash!"

In the face of Yang Feng's last all-out blow, Ye Youming still did not give in at all, he stepped forward, the long sword in his hand shook, and from top to bottom, he faced the sword light tornado full of gloomy and silent aura, and slashed out.

Shh

The sharp sword light seemed to appear like a galaxy, and the sword light tornado was like a cloth, and from between, it was directly halved by one qiē.

With a loud bang, the sword light tornado that was cut in half exploded, and the terrifying energy spread in all directions, turning into a shock wave that rushed towards the surroundings.

Looking at the shock wave rushing over, Yang Feng immediately subconsciously prepared to dodge, but feeling the sharp pain in his body, he immediately reacted, and couldn't help but show a wry smile.

He had already been injured by a hard sword shake with Ye Youming before, and the Ao Yi Qiu Silent Sword Technique just now had completely drained the last trace of true yuan in his body.

At this time, he was not much better than an ordinary person, and there was no way to avoid this shock wave.

Poof

In his thoughts, the shockwave had rushed over and bombarded him directly. As if he had been hit by a giant beast, Yang Feng's face turned pale, he opened his mouth and spewed out a large mouthful of blood, and his body shot backwards like a kite with a broken string.

He was not far from the edge of the martial arts platform, but it was only nearly a hundred meters away, and he knew that he was already defeated, so he didn't resist too much, and at this time, he was so shocked by the shock wave that he flew out of the martial arts platform directly.

"Humph!"

Seeing this scene, Ye Youming snorted coldly, then retracted his gaze, slashed with the long sword in his hand, slashing the rushing shock wave, and then seized an opportunity and retreated from the martial arts platform.

Yang Feng was the first to fall off the martial arts platform, and he was already defeated, and he who was still on the stage was naturally victorious.

So at this time, if he retreats again, it is what others say.

Looking at the empty martial arts platform, the strong wind that slowly dissipated, many people still had mouths in their eyes, and their faces were full of shock.

The seventh game ended like this.

The duel between the two was carried out so quickly, but it was only three moves.

"The last game, players No. 15 and No. 16, on stage!" (to be continued......)