Chapter 61

All the people in the stands were shocked. Ye Feng stood there, with long hair spread, and the whole body flowed with brilliant brightness, just like a god of war, which was awesome.

"Lu Qianyu It's a failure! "

All of us are under control. We have the sixth fastest outside gate. We are defeated like this. There is no suspense about losing. We are seriously injured.

"No one can stop the rising of the wind from the leaves..."

One of the disciples exclaimed.

In the recent period, Ye Feng's reputation is far away. Anyone who opposes him will be trampled under his feet unexpectedly.

"With such a good potential, it's a pity to choose yuxu inheritance..."

Fu Lao looks at Ye Feng, and there is a ray of heartache in his eyes.

Yuxu inheritance can be said to be the strongest inheritance chain of Luoyun sect, but it's a pity that the inheritance is incomplete. No matter how gorgeous you are, you won't make great achievements.

"You can come to my Kendo heritage."

Ninglao looks at the leaf wind, his eyes are shining, and he appreciates the leaf wind very much.

The other four elders, with their mouths slightly open, also want to ask Fu Lao to transfer Ye Feng to their own lineage.

When they haven't spoken yet, Ning Lao, the inheritor of kendo, has been the first to speak.

They shook their heads and swallowed what they had said.

The inheritance of Kendo is too strong. They can't beat the inheritance of kendo.

"Let's talk about it later. Let's make a choice..."

Fu Lao sighs that Weng Lao inherited by yuxu is very strong, not a person they can control.

"Give you a chance to admit defeat."

Ye Feng has a slender body, shining eyes, and looks coldly at Lu Qianyu.

"No, I also want to learn from younger martial brother Wang he. I will fight to the end and never give up!"

Lu Qianyu roared, and his eyes showed resolute light.

He was also moved by Wang he and tortured by Ye Feng into such a shape that he didn't bow his head and admit defeat. He was really a hot-blooded man with backbone!

"You'd better not learn from him..."

Ye Feng has no words on his face.

It is clear that he blocked Wang he's mouth so that he could not shout out the words of defeat.

Otherwise, Wang he would have conceded.

"I want to fight like younger martial brother Wang He, never say die!"

Lu Qianyu roared, dyed blood and long hair fluttered, jumped from the ground, released the remaining magic power, and gave a full blow to the leaf wind.

Boom!

Lu Qianyu flies horizontally, without any suspense. He is hit by Ye Feng and falls hundreds of meters away. He faints.

"The brain is a little cramped."

Ye Feng said without a word on his face.

In the early days, the disciples who thought Ye Feng would be defeated by Lu Qianyu and stopped here all closed their mouths and dared not speak.

On the other side, the battle between Xiao Teng and Mo fan continues.

Mo fan is very strong, worthy of the hope that people place on him as the first person outside.

His figure is ethereal. He holds a peach wood sword, which is as light as a Sword Fairy. It's really extraordinary.

"No one can stop my way!"

Xiao Teng's eyes were shining, and a huge red flame appeared beside him. He jumped out of the sky, like a fierce beast, to kill Mo fan.

Mo fan is airy. In the face of the fierce red flames, he has no panic.

The peach wood sword points, the star light Rune beats, blocking the red flame, making it unable to move forward.

"You are very strong and have the ability to enter the top ten, but unfortunately, you met me and will stop here."

Mo fan looked at Xiao Teng and said calmly.

Xiao Teng licked his tongue and said, "I've been suffering for so many years, falling from Tianjiao to waste. I haven't given up. Today, I'll sacrifice my name with you!"

With a buzz, the red flame in front of him leaped violently. The temperature was so high that even the people in the stands felt the heat wave coming.

"Three changes of XuanHuo, the first change!"

As soon as Xiao Teng's eyes were fixed and his body passed through the red flame, the momentum of the whole person suddenly increased, which was frightening and frightening.

"What magic is this!"

Mo fan's face changed greatly. He could sense that when Xiao Teng passed through the red flame, his strength increased several times.

"I've never heard of the magic power of war enhancement. Xiao Teng is so horrible!"

Fu Lao took a breath. Even if he had a high level of practice, he had never heard of a magic power that could increase his combat power.

"War!"

Xiao Teng's momentum changed greatly, and the flames all over his body beat violently. With a fist, he rushed to Mo fan with a horrible red flame.

"I've been in the field for a year, so I'm going to take the first place in the field."

Mo fan drinks a lot, the peach wood sword in his hand is shining, and a frightening sword appears. He directly cuts at Mo fan in the air.

The sword power is very terrible. It's hard to imagine that it comes from a peach wood sword.Bang!

Mars splashed, Xiao Teng's fist collided with Mo fan's sword, causing a big wave.

The two separate, who has no alternative who.

Both of them are very strong, and both of them are determined to win. No one will let them alone!

Boom boom!

In a short time, they have fought hundreds of times, bright, flame beating, the scene is appalling.

"This Xiao Teng is really not simple. He fought with elder martial brother Mo fan to this extent!"

Many of the disciples were shocked. Mo fan was like a myth in their mind.

Now, myths are blocked and seriously challenged.

With a loud bang, Xiao Teng works hard. The red flame burns to the extreme. With one blow, he directly breaks Mo fan's peach wood sword!

"Damn you!"

Mo fan is furious. Taomu sword was given to him by his master. It is of great significance.

But now there is nothing left. The peach wood sword is broken and cannot be burned in the red flame.

"Eight pole boxing!"

Mo fan's eyes are cold, and his fist skills are released at the first time. His fists are crystal clear, step by step, and directly blow to Xiao Teng.

Hum!

The void trembles, the vigorous wind bursts, Mo fan's eight pole fist. The power of the fist is amazing. A wave of energy waves out, surging towards Xiao Teng.

"You are not my match."

Xiao Teng's face was calm. Facing Mo fan's astonishing fist, he took a step. The red flame was astonishing. He collided with Mo fan's fist directly.

Boom!

The collision between the two is intense, bursting out of immeasurable bright brilliance!

Poof, as Xiao Teng said, Mo fan is not his opponent. He is beaten and flies out, coughing up blood.

"I don't want to!"

Mo fan roars loudly, the body hits on the ground, smashes out a big pit there, the dust and gravel flies disorderly!

With a whoosh, Xiao Teng left a virtual shadow in place, and directly appeared in the sky of Mo fan. Between his fists, he was surrounded by red flames and smashed Mo fan with horror.

"Ah..."

Mo fan screams. There is a terrible big blood hole in him. He is not only bleeding, but also seriously injured.

"I think Lose! "

Mo fan's face is full of pain, and his heart is unwilling to shout.

If it goes on like this, he will die here!

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