(Free to read.) "Since you are in a hurry to die, you can't blame me. Ruan Jialin was very annoyed in his heart, stepping on the flying sword and posing in a posture that he thought was extremely stylish, proudly accepting the cheers of the female disciples under the ring of life and death and the attention of the elders, but he didn't expect Ye Feng to be so ignorant.

With a finger pinching the sword trick, another sword behind his back "Zheng" leaped out, and under the command of Ruan Jialin, it flew around in the air like a swimming dragon with cold light.

"Whoosh!" A cold light flashed, and the flying sword stabbed towards Ye Feng at a speed that was unattainable to the naked eye.

Ye Feng squinted his eyes slightly, trying to feel the trajectory of the flying sword's flight, since he couldn't see the flying sword clearly, he used his mind to sense it.

Bow your head and dodge Ruan Jialin's killer blow.

"It's amazing!" Someone under the life and death ring couldn't help but shout, at such a speed, with the cultivation of the Qi Gathering Period, there was no possibility of dodging at all, and Ye Feng just dodged it.

"Whew!" the flying sword turned around and stabbed Ye Feng in the back.

"Whoosh!" Ye Feng took a big step towards the left side of his body, and the flying sword was close to Ye Feng's ribs, leaving a hole in Ye Feng's shirt, it was really hanging, if Ye Feng took a step slower, the flying sword would not cut through his shirt but inserted into his ribs from behind, and the battle would be over.

"Ah!" Zhen Xuetian in the audience exclaimed, she saw Ye Feng's danger at this time.

"Hahaha, look where you're hiding. Ruan Jialin saw that Ye Feng was forced into a hurry with one move, and his heart was settled, and the situation was completely under control.

Proudly stepping on the flying sword, commanding another flying sword, each time it was aimed at Ye Feng's chest and back, this part is not only large, but also a fatal part, if a sword stabbed on Ye Feng's arm, it can make Ye Feng injured, but it will not be fatal, and once the flying sword stabs Ye Feng's chest or back, then Ye Feng's life will end here.

For a while, Ye Feng's upper body was dazzling.

Ye Feng tossed and turned, always in dodge, without the slightest strength to fight back, and the danger was constant with him.

"Oh! "Everyone drew an end to Ye Feng's ending, if it goes on like this, even if Ye Feng is not pierced by the flying sword, he will be exhausted to death, how can a person have so much spiritual energy to consume, once the supply of spiritual energy is insufficient, Ruan Jialin's flying sword will pierce Ye Feng mercilessly.

Elder Sun Qi had a solemn expression and stared at the embarrassed Ye Feng.

And Li Xinchen, the elder of the Sword Pavilion, is twisting his beard with his hands, and he looks confident.

"Whoosh!" The flying sword went straight to Ye Feng's door, the speed was so fast and the strength was so strong that Ye Feng had no way to dodge, and there was no way to avoid it.

After Ruan Jialin teased for a while, he felt that it was time to be in the limelight, and it was time to end the battle, a strong aura was concentrated on the flying sword, "Zheng!" The flying sword was shining brightly, with an indomitable momentum, and it was about to be stabbed in Ye Feng's face.

"Ahh

Could it be that Ye Feng was forced to be insane? This thought flashed through everyone's minds, not to mention the Qi Gathering Period, even a monk in the Qi Refining Period would not be able to take the flying sword of a monk of the same level with the palm of his hand, not to mention Ruan Jialin's powerful blow.

Everyone felt that this was Ye Feng's last struggle, and the battle of life and death was over.

However, to everyone's surprise, the sharpest tip of the flying sword in the middle of Ye Feng's palm did not pierce with a "poof", but with a crisp impact.

"Ding!"

The tip of the flying sword pressed against Ye Feng's palm and couldn't move an inch.

At this time, Ye Feng's palm was like a piece of pig iron, completely resisting the attack of the flying sword.

Everyone was stunned, completely unaware of what was happening in front of them, and such a situation was beyond everyone's understanding.

It's weird, it's weird.

In fact, only Ye Feng himself knows the mystery here, he has long been on guard against Ruan Jialin's flying sword, although Ruan Jialin's cultivation greatly shocked Ye Feng as soon as he appeared on the stage, but Ye Feng did not lose his reason and fighting spirit, but the battle intent in his heart was stronger, and he had already held a petrified rune paper in his palm.

He was afraid that if he couldn't dodge the flying sword, he used his petrified palm to meet the flying sword.

When this imposing sword stabbed at him, Ye Feng did not hesitate and directly turned his palm into a petrified state.

"I don't believe it. "Ruan Jialin is not a kind person, he was inspired by Ye Feng to be ruthless in his heart, and gathered his aura to frantically concentrate on the flying sword.

The flying sword suddenly became imposing, and the hilt of the sword shook and exerted force towards Ye Feng.

In the contest of aura, Ye Feng was at an absolute disadvantage, and there was no way to do it.

Ye Feng's palm felt a huge thrust, and then it passed down his arm to his entire body, and then his body retreated in the thrust.

Ye Feng's feet tried to stand firmly, but they couldn't withstand this force, and the soles of his feet slid backwards in the ring.

"Thorn!" Ye Feng's sole rubbed strongly against the bluestone of the ring, and a burnt smell wafted out.

"Click!" Ye Feng's palm unexpectedly made a breaking sound.

"Click, click!" The sound of breaking kept coming, and broken lines began to appear in Ye Feng's palm.

A little bit of blood dripping from the broken lines and dripping on the ring, it is so eye-catching.

"Poof!" Ye Feng's palm finally failed to resist the strength of the flying sword, and the flying sword penetrated his palm.

"Ahh

The fingers that were together firmly grasped the flying sword, and the other hand suddenly exerted force and struck at the flying sword held in the palm of his right hand.

"Click!" After the crisp sound, the flying sword held in the palm of Ye Feng's right hand was shattered by Ye Feng's left palm, turning into pieces of scrap metal and being thrown to the ground by Ye Feng.

Enduring the sharp pain from the palm of his hand, Ye Feng's face turned hideous, and he looked at Ruan Jialin, who was stepping on the flying sword.

"Come again!"

A heart-wrenching roar shifted everyone's attention from Ye Feng to Ruan Jialin.

It's really wonderful, full of blood and violence, no one thought that at this juncture, Ye Feng gave up a palm and scrapped a flying sword of Ruan Jialin.

It seems that Ye Feng may not be so easy to defeat, and some disciples began to think that Ye Feng had won.

Ruan Jialin was also shocked by Ye Feng's momentum, such an approach was really a blow to the momentum, and Ruan Jialin's heart was a little shaken.

Looking at Ye Feng's palm that was still dripping with blood, Ruan Jialin was in a trance, if it weren't for the fact that he had a cultivation that was definitely higher than Ye Feng, Ruan Jialin would even admit defeat.

"Whoosh!" Jumping off the flying sword, Ruan Jialin began to face Ye Feng squarely, putting away the contempt just now, and completely treating Ye Feng as an opponent who needed to be taken seriously.

"Why, you think you can win by destroying one of my flying swords, naïve. Ruan Jialin shouted, and at the same time, he also raised his momentum.

"Sword Dance Mountains and Rivers!" Ruan Jialin's expression was solemn, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the flying sword.

The flying sword was radiant, and suddenly, one flying sword seemed to have turned into tens of thousands, covering the sky and the sun over the life and death ring, and each flying sword pointed in the direction of Ye Feng.

The biting chill surged in, and the disciples who were a little closer to the life and death ring all felt their hairs stand on end, but in the summer, there was no heat at all.

"Well, Ruan Jialin's understanding is good. Seeing Ruan Jialin's display of the Sword Dance Mountains and Rivers, Elder Li Xinchen kept bowing his head proudly, this is the skill of the Sword Pavilion disciples, with the comprehension of ordinary disciples, without more than five years of cultivation, it is impossible to show the power of the Sword Dance Mountains and Rivers.

Looking at the virtual and real sword shadow in front of him, Ye Feng was calm and concentrated.

"Flying Sword Kill the Enemy!Go!Let's End!" Ruan Jialin commanded the flying sword in the sky to rush towards Ye Feng.

For a while, it was like a rain of swords in the sky, and the stars were cold and murderous.

The ancient life and death ring seemed to have life in an instant, and with the flying sword exuding an overwhelming killing intent.

"It's!"

"That's right, the murderous aura of the life and death ring!" There are elder-level masters who understand the source of the killing intent, countless disciples have lost their lives in the life and death ring over the years, and they have experienced countless life and death battles, and it is the killing intent generated by the previous duel that is permeated in the life and death ring, and it was ignited by Ruan Jialin's flying sword many years later.

The killing intent came to his face, Ye Feng only felt that the entire life and death ring had turned into Ruan Jialin's flying sword, and the strong aura almost made Ye Feng's body break inch by inch.

Well, this Ruan Jialin is really a talent that can be created, Li Xinchen seems to have discovered a treasure that can stimulate the killing intent of life and death in the ring, then not everyone has this opportunity, it is not determined by the level of cultivation, it all depends on personal luck.

"Whew!" Ye Feng, who was under the pressure, let out a howl that was almost like a beast.

"Trapped beasts are still fighting!" In Li Xinchen's comments, Ye Feng showed that he was dying at this time.

Sun Qi was discouraged, he regretted his carelessness, because he saw that Ye Feng was a waste body, he didn't care much about him, but he didn't expect Ye Feng's strong will to shock everyone, if he could pay more attention to Ye Feng, maybe it would no longer be the current situation, Sun Qi couldn't even bear to see Ye Feng's tragic death, and closed his eyes.

"Smack!" There was a small sound, and something like a bottle was shattered.

The sharp-eyed disciple found that Ye Feng's right hand, which had just said that the flesh and blood were blurred, was intact, as if it had never been injured.

Then Ye Feng waved his arm, and his right hand struck towards the sky sword rain.

The left hand kept throwing the rune paper to the right hand in his arms, and the petrified rune paper was quickly blessed on the right hand.

"When, when, when!" The piercing impact, Ye Feng's right hand and the sword rain were packed together.

"Poof, poof!" The petrified rune paper was not omnipotent, and there was also a sword light that pierced Ye Feng's right hand, but it recovered after the jade bottle thrown by his left hand shattered.

After a clanging moment, there was no situation that everyone expected, and it stands to reason that Ye Feng should be stabbed into a sieve by this rain of swords.

Who knew that Ye Feng completely resisted with his right hand.

Moreover, as long as there is a slight injury in Ye Feng's palm, it will be repaired immediately.

What was going on, everyone was stunned, including Sword Pavilion Elder Li Xinchen.

The jade bottle contained Xiao Qiang's excrement, and Ye Feng's preparation for this life and death ring could be said to be very sufficient, and he filled Xiao Qiang's excrement into dozens of jade bottles.

When his palm was injured for the first time, he did not repair it immediately, but wanted to play a role in paralyzing Ruan Jialin, and then repair his palm by surprise, taking advantage of Ruan Jialin's shock and carelessness, to kill with one blow.

Who would have thought that Ruan Jialin had shit luck today, and it actually resonated in the ring of life and death, so that Ye Feng had to expose this hole card.

The rain of swords fell to the ground and disappeared.

In the end, only one flying sword was fixed in the sky between Ruan Jialin and Ye Feng.

Ruan Jialin watched in amazement as Ye Feng broke his nirvana.

Even such an attack can be broken, Ruan Jialin is really helpless.

Ye Feng settled down, it was so hanging, if it weren't for throwing out the petrified rune paper in a row, the speed of palm repair would not be able to catch up with the speed of being pierced.

At the last critical moment, he relied on Ye Feng to throw out a tortoiseshell talisman, relying entirely on the perverted defense of the tortoiseshell talisman to resist the sword that leaked through Ye Feng's palm.

Finally survived a wave of dangers, but Ye Feng lost a support, this tortoiseshell talisman could only be used once in twelve hours.

The duel is not over yet.