Dominating Sword Immortal

Chapter 108

"It's too strong, it's too strong, even Feng Ping's brothers can't go without a knife."

"Feng Ping’s brother lost to Ye Chen, but he was one of the best in the inner disciples. He couldn’t hide the knife of Meng Chong’s brother. The gap cannot be counted.”

"This year's Mengchong brothers are even more terrible than last year."

Listening to the opinions of the people in the ear, Ye Chen's brows are slightly wrinkled, and the blood shadow knife is really powerful. His knife method is very simple. It is fast, accurate, and embarrassing. There is no fancy, but when he reaches his hand, he plays the game. The power of ghosts.

In the offensive, if the skill is not high enough, you should never play tricks, otherwise it will die very badly.

In the moment when Meng Chong stepped down, more than a dozen people who were qualified to compete for the ten disciples of the inner door looked at him with jealousy.

The thin iron fan of the body was easy to laugh at. "I thought I could catch up with him this year. It seems that I have been getting farther and farther."

Next to it, Song Fei was surprised: "Yi Qing, are you ranked second in the previous session?"

"What's the use of the second, the gap is too big, he has reached the level of the core disciples."

"The core disciples are in the forefront." Song Fei took a breath of cold air. He was very aware of how perverted the core disciples were. Although everyone was in the late stage of the real or late stage, the core disciples were slightly more powerful. People, you can beat yourself with a single stroke, not to mention the top-ranking disciples, which is a metamorphosis in perversion.

The fourth game was Ye Chen, and his opponent was Yang Lie.

As soon as he came to power, Yang Lie retreated backwards and wanted to pull away the distance from Ye Chen, for fear that the other party suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes.

Ye Chen shook his head and smiled, standing still.

After the distance reached thirty steps, Yang Lie Fang stopped to retreat, holding a long knife with two long knives to pull out three knives at the location of Ye Chen.

The body is nudged, cleverly avoiding the knife light, and the leaves and dust are on the ground and the darkness is released.

"burst!"

boom!

The platform under Yang Lie’s foot burst and the body was thrown high, and the volley fell to the stage.

This is unexpected, they think that Ye Chen will beat each other at a speed, I can't think of this scene.

The fifth game was Zhang Haoran. Although he lost to the ghost sword Li Man, his strength was still very strong. Without ten strokes, he defeated his opponent and scored two points.

In the sixth, seventh and eighth games, there is no suspense. It is purely abusing people. There is nothing in sight.

"In the ninth game, Yan Shaoqing was against Tiefeng."

Hey!

The lottery of the lottery fell and the field finally boiled.

Yan Shaoqing, the last ranking is still above the ghost sword Li, the attitude and anger, looks very good, only the people who know him know that this person does not do it, it is like a demon, very ferocious, even Li crazy I am very jealous of this friend.

Tiefeng, the representative of the latecomer, the three legs beat Song Fei, who is famous for his leg method. He has a master style and is as stable as a mountain.

The two can say that the tip of the needle is against Maimang, and they don’t play one game. I really don’t know who is strong or who is weak.

"Tie Feng, I will have to be merciful!" Xiao Shaoqing smiled.

Tiefeng is very kind: "Good!"

I don't know why, I saw the expression of Tiefeng, everyone wants to laugh, smiles heartily, this person will not be annoying at all, will only admire, admire his hard work, admire his perseverance, and admire him. It seems to be honest and like a master.

Wen Yan, Qi Shaoqing's smile converges, and my heart tightens. Intuition tells him that Tiefeng is not good at dealing with it. It is very difficult to deal with. If you want to win, you must have a 12-point strength.

Unconsciously, Yan Shaoqing's palm was painted blue and purple, like a demon like a demon, he shouted, his body rushed toward the iron peak, a palm shot.

Hey!

The air was torn, and the screams of ghosts and screams were heard. Some of the inner disciples in the vicinity were white and horrified.

Tiefeng's expression is still so embarrassing, but when he moves, everyone knows that the jealous people are not good at dealing with it, and the oppressive pressure on him is useless to him.

The micro side of the body, the right foot lifted up, and the simple two movements, the momentum of Tiefeng changed, and a general trend of wind and rain came together and merged into his body.

"broken!"

Kicking out one leg, Yan Shaoqing's palm is melted and disintegrated. He has to stop the momentum because of the huge impact. However, as the top ten disciples in the last inner door, Yan Shaoqing naturally has more strength and the body is around. Tiefeng turned a small half circle and suddenly launched a second wave of attacks.

"There are wild monsters out there!"

Hey...hey...

The purple-blue palm wind seems to be the top of the black cloud, and the overwhelming cover is turned to the iron peak, and the other people are inside. I am afraid that it has not been opened yet, and the heart is broken.

"This is a dangerous iron peak!"

"Mr. Shao Shaoqing is not Song Fei after all, he can handle it so well."

"I don't know if Tiefeng can support a few tricks?"

Ye Chen and other people have different views. After the first leg of Tiefeng, the general trend has already been saved.

as predicted.

Faced with the purple-blue palm of the sky, the iron peak tongue slammed down, and Zhang mouth made a big drink.

Drinking thunder, shaking the air like a wave of water, rolling.

"One leg moves, sweeping the world."

Standing in the middle of the platform, Tiefeng's momentum is infinitely high, and one leg is kicking out.

This leg spurred the general trend, causing the gust of wind to fall to the Budo Square, accompanied by the mighty legs and the purple-blue palm.

Hey!

As if there was a thunderous sound, the whole table was surging, and the human eye could not look directly.

next moment!

A figure flew out, and the volley spurted a large mouth of blood.

It’s Xiao Shaoqing!

"Unbelievable, Tiefeng won."

"How many legs did Tiefeng have just appeared, have you seen it?"

"It seems to be five legs, and it seems to be nine legs!"

"How do I see all the legs."

Ye Chen faint smile, this iron peak is very strong, there are really few people who can win him. At present, only the blood shadow knife has an overwhelming strength. Of course, the confrontation between the warriors, everything It may happen that people who are not necessarily strong will win.

The elders on the elders looked at each other and smiled. The iron peaks of the latecomers were even better than they thought. The one that was just now was really wonderful.

The wind rushed away, and the iron peak on the stage smiled and walked down the stage.

In this regard, everyone can only be secretive, doubting whether the other party is really honest, or fake.

Next, the game continues.

There was no strong confrontation before, and the next few games were won by overwhelming advantage, and there was no suspense.

However, in the last round of the first round, the iron fan Yi Qing made everyone pleasing to the eye. He waved out, and countless fan shadows were like butterflies dancing, like dreams, where his opponents dared to fight, quickly Admit defeat.