The black destruction knife turned red in an instant, as if it had just been taken out of the furnace, and faced Tiechangkong's earth-shattering iron-blooded sword intent. Situ Reading М The wind and clouds surged, and when faced with this knife, everyone around them burst out in surprise. After seeing Ye Feng's behavior, this exclamation was infinitely amplified in an instant. What does Ye Feng want to do? Could it be that he wanted to challenge the Tie family's famous iron-blooded sword spirit head-on? It was too late, but it was too late. Ye Feng had already given the answer with his actions. "Boom!" With the shock of the long knife, the blood sea dragon dissolved in the high temperature, and it was like a bloody rain fell on the scene. After tearing open the blood dragon, two heavy knives of different styles collided together without any fancy.
The sword intention was instantly destroyed. Ye Feng's sword used the flame attribute to dissolve the opponent's iron-blooded sword intention. The force of the sword was like a god coming down to earth. The horror in Tie Changkong's heart was beyond words. He did not expect that Ye Feng's sword seemed simple, but actually contained such powerful power. The powerful physical strength, the strange power of martial arts, and the explosive essence of fire. The three powers were perfectly integrated, making him feel irresistible. At this moment, he realized how powerful Ye Feng was. It's not that the opponents Ye Feng encountered before were too weak, it's that although this person is only at the first level of innateness, his real strength is no less than the ordinary seventh or eighth level of innateness. That's why his cousin Tie Hualong was knocked out of his Dantian with one punch, and several opponents who participated in the challenge were defeated so easily and completely. He wasn't left with much time to think. The heavy knife carried flames and high temperatures. After breaking through the blockade of the knife, it struck directly at Tie Changkong's chest. Tie Changkong had no room to respond. At the critical moment, he could only retreat reluctantly and hurriedly shot backward towards the back of the challenge platform. However, as a result, his momentum has weakened and he has suddenly fallen into a situation of being passively beaten. It will be very difficult to regain the upper hand. "clang!" The two swords clashed again, making a crisp sound of gold and iron. The fierce impact made Tie Changkong grit his teeth and fly out again. The steps have even reached the edge of the ring. "What? Defeat the strong with strength, defeat the Iron King's three moves inspired by Tie Changkong's iron-blooded sword intention?" "Tie Changkong has been forced to retreat to such an extent that he is now on the edge of the challenge platform and has no way to retreat." "This... it seems that Ye Feng just used the sword casually. It seems that he didn't use martial arts at all. It's incredible. He can do this without using martial arts. If he uses high-level martial arts that are only available to elite disciples, how can Tie Changkong still have it? Chances of winning?” To most people in the challenge audience, both Tie Changkong and Ye Feng were masters of martial arts, giving them an unfathomable feeling.
Tie Changkong, who is at the late seventh level of innate cultivation, is one of the few among the third-level students in the inner palace. It is said that he will be released to lead an army next year at the latest. This strength is enough to crush most people present. As for Ye Feng, his reputation has skyrocketed. I heard that he was the new student who entered the Wu Mansion this time, but for some reason, he was valued by the master of the manor and was given the honor to become the eleventh elite. In the previous rounds of competition, both of them easily defeated their opponents to qualify. Everyone actually knows that in the previous rounds, neither of them used their full strength, so this round of strong encounters led to such a wonderful battle. In their original imagination, Ye Feng had reached the end and would be eliminated by Tie Changkong in this round. But unexpectedly, after several fierce battles, Tie Changkong, whose cultivation was far higher than Ye Feng and was favored by everyone, was completely suppressed by Ye Feng and fell at a disadvantage. All the people present, especially Mo Yi, Xiao Tie Hualong and a few others who were resentful towards Ye Feng, could imagine how disappointed they felt at this moment. "Tie Hualong, your brother seems to be in danger. That Ye Feng broke your brother's iron-blooded sword intention with just a random stab? How is it possible? Could it be that he also understood the intention?" Mo Yixiao said angrily. Tie Hualong stared at the two people on the ring, a pair of gloomy triangular eyes full of resentment: "There is still a chance, my brother's most powerful sword has not been used, once he uses the most powerful killing move among the three moves of the Iron King, This Ye Feng is definitely no match." "Yeah……" "..." At the edge of the ring, Tie Hualong could only dodge Ye Feng's attacks, but soon he was unable to retreat. "Ye Feng, you are indeed very strong, but if you think you can defeat me this way, you are wrong!" As he spoke, a bolt of sword light burst out, and even the solid challenge platform under his feet was crushed by the air wave Tie Changkong stepped on. "The Iron King's Three Styles - Kill Gods and Buddhas!" Boom... Tie Changkong bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood and essence seemed to be burning on the tip of his tongue. At the same time, a red vortex rolled up on the long knife in his hand, and he instantly sucked the sprayed blood and essence into it. Suddenly, the sword intention condensed into substance, and its power was much more powerful than the first sword before. Facing such a fierce sword, Ye Feng was slightly shocked. It seems like this guy is really going to fight for his life. "The power of this sword is stronger than before. If I use the power of artistic conception, I can defeat him head-on. But even if I defeat Tie Changkong, I still have several rounds of battles waiting for me, and the opponent I encounter may be stronger. So. This time, we cannot easily use the power of artistic conception.” Ye Feng was calculating step by step in his mind. It's not that he can't block this knife, but to block this knife, he can only use the state of mind. Ye Feng wants to save the power of the state of mind to fight the strong man behind. Seeing the surging blood wave rushing straight at him, the powerful sword energy is like a flood that broke the dam. Facing this overwhelming sword energy, he has already made an idea. Temporarily avoid the sharp edge. Tie Changkong's progress in the state of mind is better than Ye Feng. If Ye Feng can only use the state of mind once in a short period of time, Tie Changkong can barely use it two or three times.
However, it will not exceed three times at most. As long as he avoids these powerful attacks, without the support of the state of mind, Ye Feng will defeat Tie Changkong as easily as taking something out of a bag. With this thought, he shook his feet, unfolded the Kunpeng Nine Heavens Body Skill, and his figure retreated violently. Never drag his feet. Boom... The sword with great power came and killed, it can be said that it swept across the entire ring. However, although this sword intent is sharp, how can it do anything to Ye Feng? The knife swept over, not even touching a hair of Ye Feng. Of course, Tie Changkong's fierce knife intention also forced Ye Feng to the other side of the ring. To the people watching the fight, Ye Feng was repelled, and it seemed that the victory and defeat had been reversed. "Haha. I said that in this challenge, my brother can definitely cripple this kid. You see, one knife made Ye Feng embarrassed. It only took one knife..." Tie Hualong roared with joy.
