In the field.

Zhao Benchu ​​swung his sword and pointed the tip of the knife straight at Ye Feng, arrogant and domineering, with his eyes full of provocation: "Boy, don't think you have some luck to survive in this hunting competition. You are not worthy!"

"Dare you ask General Zhang, is this performance event related to the elimination of the players?"

Ye Feng, repeatedly, ignored Zhao Benchu's words and looked at General Zhang Meng, the host of the hunting competition on the referee's seat.

"Ye Feng!"

Zhao Benchu ​​only felt that he spoke again and again, like a clown, and was completely ignored.

Zhang Meng in the referee's seat thought for a moment and said, "The loser will withdraw from the quarterfinals."

Wow!

This resounded again, and the scene seemed to be igniting!

But if you think about it carefully, if the one who loses, even if you don’t die, you will definitely be seriously injured. It will not be fair for anyone to fight him again!

"good."

Ye Feng bowed his hand, then turned around and swept his cold eyes at Zhao Benchu.

"Hurry up."

Damn it!

Who is the one who pretends to be a show-off?

Zhao Benchu ​​only felt a ball of fire burning from his dantian to his head, and he was about to explode!

"court death!!!"

boom!

The energy soared into the sky, like a mountain or a sea, as if the anger and murderous intent were condensed on the blade, turning into endless sharp edges, shining brightly, slashing straight towards Ye Feng.

The high-level master, with all his strength, was so powerful that he was shocking the sky!

Zhao Benchu ​​made every effort when he took action. It seemed that he didn't want to leave any room for Ye Feng, and he even survived in one go!

The audience in the audience was excited and could not help but feel sorry for Ye Feng who was about to lose.

It was at this time.

Ye Feng also pulled out his green leaf knife.

The blood light was like a bath, and the mysterious red light was like melted glass. It poured on the blade and instantly burst into blood shadows, rushing like waves, as if the sky was dyed half a piece of blood red!

In the flash of lightning, Ye Feng's blood-colored sword was already coming towards him.

wrong!

Faster!

There was only a strange and unpredictable afterimage in the air that was the first to slash.

Ye Feng's body skills and speed are much faster than that of Zhao Benchu, a high-level master!

A few bright lights of the Ming King's Dharma Image suddenly flashed in the blazing blood light. Unlike before, there were several golden rays of light in the middle of the blood-colored Ming King's Dharma Image, overlapping thousands of feet. The terrifying aura shook the whole audience, and its power shocked everyone's sea of ​​consciousness!

Rumble!

The loud noise was like a rolling thunder sweeping!

On and off the stage, everyone felt the irresistible power, and the most extreme barriers of the qi were erupted one after another, and even autistic five senses were autistic to protect themselves.

Is this the combat power of... the high-level master?

How is that possible?

The Qin and Tang generals and Longling Arsenal Instruments in the stands, and even the contestants, were all shocked!

Ye Feng could only transform the Gangqi and kill a middle-level master. How could he exert the combat power of a high-level master?

Moreover, it is also the power of the top high-level master, approaching the peak master, surpassing Zhao Benchu ​​on the opposite side!

In an instant, two swords collided.

The two-colored Ming Wang Faxiang held the terrifying Demon-Slaying Sword and shattered the opponent's Qi attack.

Zhao Benchu ​​flew backwards for dozens of meters, and fell heavily on the floor outside the ring and crawled and rolled for countless rounds before he could barely stop.

That shape looked like a tortoise turtle thrown out, in a very embarrassing manner.

What's even more terrifying is that the knife mark on his body almost cut off half of his body, dripping blood. If it weren't for the fact that his feet had moved twice, I'd be afraid that everyone would think that he had died.

One move, defeat the high-level master's full-strength attack!

Too scary!

How could this guy Ye Feng be so scary!

At this age, the top Qin Tang geniuses who are already close to that of the present are simply unimaginable!

The whole audience was shocked and there was a strange silence. No one dared to question the value of Jin Pengyu in Ye Feng's hands.

"This Ye Feng is a bit awesome!"

"Yes, his Jin Pengyu really may have been obtained by his ability."

"Did you see clearly the knife just now? It's so handsome... I kind of admire this guy."

Although Ye Feng is not as popular as Yuchi Tiande and others at this moment, people's eyes have changed when they see him.

Even some passionate young people have begun to call Ye Feng's name and cheer him on.

For a moment, the entire Wanbeast Platform was full of attention and the focus was gathered, only Ye Feng!

beside.

Yuchi Tiande, Leng Mo and Ji Fanxing each looked at the figure that had never moved before on the ring.

Just now... Ye Feng clearly didn't use his real strength at all, right?

Even his trump cards seem to have not been used yet.

What kind of monster is this kid? How come his strength has improved by leaps and bounds in just two months? Could it be that Jin Pengyu was really obtained by him with his strength?

On the referee's seat, Ah Mao widened his eyes and couldn't believe what he saw.

Suddenly, he secretly glanced at the expression that flashed across his sister's face.

Amazing!

Ye Feng, you are not simple, my sister is moved by you for the second time!

The one who was most annoyed among the audience was Chu Tian.

This guy originally wanted to use Zhao Benchu ​​to try Ye Feng's quality, but he didn't expect that Jin Pengmao would be killed instantly without even watching it. What made him even more angry was that after Ye Feng on the ring, he raised his head and smiled coldly at him:

"Teacher Chu, I wonder if this performance will satisfy you?"

How could Ye Feng not know what kind of thoughts Chu Tian is in!

From the moment he snatched Jin Peng, he was destined to have a bond with the Longling Armory teacher, and Ye Feng was not afraid at all.

Since you want to try it, right? Then let you see it clearly!

Chu Tian hummed coldly, and there was no joy or anger on his stern face, but the arm hidden in the sleeve tube had already been twitching constantly because of anger, and the teeth were almost bitten on the spot!

Ye Feng, you wait!

You'd better be able to enter the arsenal and get inside. I'll fuck you!

snort!

Chu Tian took a deep breath and stopped talking.

This sudden exhibition match also ended with Ye Feng's amazing appearance.

Everyone watched Ye Feng walk back to his semi-finals throne with excitement. There was no booing or ridicule. They could only hold their breath and look forward to how this biggest dark horse in the hunting competition would challenge the young kings of the Qin and Tang Empire.

As Ye Feng finally took up his semi-finals throne with justification, the final of the national hunting competition finally opened the ultimate curtain.

Originally, because of Ye Feng's advancement, the remaining seven players would have a three-man melee, but Zhao Benchu's embarrassment eliminated this problem instead. The remaining six players only need to face off in two to decide the final four.
Chapter completed!