Chapter 108

"It's too strong. It's too strong. Even elder martial brother Feng Ping can't walk a knife."

"Although elder martial brother Feng Ping lost to Ye Chen, his lightness skill is one of the best among the inner disciples. He can't hide from elder martial brother Meng Chong's knife. The gap can't be counted by the way."

"This year's senior brother Mengchong is more terrible than last year."

Listening to the comments of the people, ye Chen frowned slightly, and the blood shadow Sabre was really powerful. His Sabre technique was very simple, that is, fast, accurate and cruel. There was no fancy, but in his hand, he gave full play to the power of God and ghost to change.

Against it, if the skills are not high enough, don't play skills, otherwise you will die miserably.

At the moment Meng Chong stepped down, more than ten people qualified to compete for the top ten disciples of the inner gate looked at him with fear.

Yi Qing, a thin iron fan, smiled bitterly, "I thought I could catch up with him this year. It seems that I've been dumped farther and farther."

Nearby, Song Fei was surprised and said, "Yi Qing, you ranked second in the last session?"

"Second, what's the use? The gap is too big. He has reached the level of the forefront of core disciples."

"Core disciples are in the forefront." Song Fei took a deep breath. He was very clear how abnormal the top ranked core disciples were. Although everyone was at the later stage of ningzhenjing or the peak of cultivation in the later stage, the slightly more powerful core disciples could defeat themselves with any move, not to mention the top ranked core disciples. It was a pervert among perverts.

In the fourth game, it was Ye Chen's turn. His opponent was Yang lie.

As soon as he got on the stage, Yang lie stepped back and wanted to distance himself from ye Chen for fear that the other party would suddenly disappear in front of him.

Ye Chen shook his head and smiled bitterly, standing still.

When the distance reached 30 steps, Yang lie stopped and retreated. Holding a long knife in both hands, he cut three records of knife light to the position of Ye Chen.

The body moved slightly and cleverly avoided the light of the knife. Ye Chen stamped the ground with his feet and released his dark strength.

"Burst!"

Boom!

The platform under Yang lie's feet burst, his body was thrown high, and he fell into the air.

This was beyond everyone's expectation. They thought Ye Chen would defeat each other with speed. They didn't expect this scene.

The fifth game was Zhang Haoran. Although he lost to ghost sword Li Kuang, his strength was still very strong. He defeated his opponent within ten moves and accumulated two points.

There was no suspense in the next six, seven and eight games. It was just abuse. It was meaningless to watch.

"The ninth game, Pei Shaoqing against Tiefeng."

Buzz!

The voice of the lottery deacon fell, and the field was finally boiling.

Pei Shaoqing, the last ranking is still above the ghost sword Li Kuang. He has a friendly attitude and looks easy to get along with. Only those who know him know that if he doesn't do it, he will do it like a demon. He is very cruel. Even Li Kuang is afraid of his friend.

Tiefeng, a representative of late success, defeated Song Fei with three legs. He has a master style and is as stable as a mountain.

Two people can say that the tip of the needle is against the wheat awn. If they don't fight, they really don't know who is strong and who is weak.

"Tiefeng, I'll show mercy later!" Pei Shaoqing smiled.

Tiefeng Han said, "OK!"

I don't know why, seeing Tiefeng's expression, people want to laugh and smile knowingly. This person will not be annoying at all. He will only admire, admire his hard work, admire his perseverance, and admire his simple and honest and master's demeanor.

Hearing the speech, Pei Shaoqing's smile converged and his heart tightened. His intuition told him that Tiefeng was difficult to deal with. It was very difficult to deal with. If you want to win, you must show 12 points of strength.

Before he knew it, Pei Shaoqing's palm was painted blue and purple, like a demon or a devil. He shouted loudly, rushed towards the iron peak, and took a positive picture of it.

Ohh Ohh ohh!

The air was torn and made a bleak sound like ghost crying and wolf howling. Some inner disciples nearby turned white and frightened.

Tiefeng's expression is still so simple, but when he moves, everyone will know that simple people are difficult to deal with, and the oppression of momentum is of no use to him.

The body was slightly sideways, and the right foot was raised. With two simple movements, Tiefeng's momentum changed, and a surging trend gathered and integrated into his body.

"Broken!"

When he kicked out, Pei Shaoqing's palm strength melted and disintegrated. The huge impact forced him to stop the momentum. However, as one of the top ten disciples of the inner gate in the last session, Pei Shaoqing naturally had spare strength. His body turned around the iron peak for less than half a circle and suddenly launched the second wave of attack.

"Demons come out all over the mountains!"

Woo woo... Hoo Hoo

The purple and blue palm wind is like a dark cloud on the top, covering the iron peak. If someone else is inside, I'm afraid my mind will break before it starts to fight.

"Now iron peak is dangerous!"

"Elder martial brother Pei Shaoqing is not Song Fei after all. How can he be so easy to deal with."

"I don't know how many moves Tiefeng can make?"

Ye Chen's view is different from that of others. After Tiefeng's first leg, the general trend has accumulated, and Pei Shaoqing is the dangerous one. indeed. Facing the purple and cyan palm wind all over the world, Tiefeng's tongue touched his jaw and opened his mouth to drink. The sound of drinking is like thunder, shaking the air like water waves“ One leg moves the wind and cloud, sweeping the world. " Standing in the center of the platform, Tiefeng's momentum is infinitely high, and one leg is kicking out. This leg moves the general trend, causing a strong wind to fall on Wudao square. With the majestic leg strength, it meets the purple and cyan palm wind. Crackle crackle! As if the sound of thunder came out, the whole table was surging, and the human eye could not look directly at it. Next moment! A human figure flew backward and spewed blood in the air. It's Pei Shaoqing“ Incredible, Tiefeng won. "“ How many legs did Tiefeng have just now, did you see? "“ It looks like five legs and nine legs! "“ How can I see all the legs? " Ye Chen smiled faintly. The iron peak is very strong and few people can win him. At present, only the blood shadow knife Mengchong has overwhelming strength. Of course, anything can happen in the duel between martial artists, and people with high strength may not win. The elders on the elder table looked at each other and smiled. The iron peak who was late in success was even more outstanding than they thought. That move just now was really wonderful. The strong wind gathered and the iron peak on the stage smiled foolishly and steadily stepped off the stage. In this regard, people can only be silent and doubt whether the other party is really simple and honest or false. Next, the game continues. Without the previous strong and strong duel, the next few games were won by an overwhelming advantage, and there was no suspense. However, in the last game of the first round, Yi Qing, an iron fan, was pleasing to the eyes. When he waved one fan, countless fan shadows were like dancing butterflies, dreamy. Where did his opponent dare to fight and quickly admit defeat. PS: I recommend Shi Wang's works. He is horizontal and I am horizontal, and the weight is on the scale; People are stronger and I am stronger. The strong wind blows the river—— Fighting all over the world, the fist is the most lonely[ Bookid = 1937241, bookname = this novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation