Peerless Martial Soul

Her swordsmanship is nothing fancy, open and close, extremely brutal, just like a general fighting on the battlefield, with a strong aura of killing!

The man whose strength was obviously higher than him was also shocked by his extremely brutal fighting method. He was hit hard by his giant sword, and half of his body bones were shattered. Then he was kicked off by Shen Yanbing. The stage of life and death.

The master looked at Shen Yanbing with fear in his eyes, and murmured: "Madman, this is simply a madman."

People around him nodded with concern. Many people looked at Shen Yanbing and felt that Shen Yanbing was a madman, a madman who was not afraid of death.

Chen Feng was in the audience, always looking at Shen Yanbing with concern.

He found that Shen Yanbing was indeed different in the past few months when he went out to practice.

First, her strength has been greatly improved. In just a few months, she has been promoted from the second level to the peak of the third level. She may even break through to the fourth level at any time and be above the realm. Already caught up with Chen Feng.

Second, he didn't know what he had gone through, and his determination became extremely firm. When facing the enemy, his combat experience also became extremely rich. Most of the time, she didn't even rely on martial arts, but relied on instinct to fight. She instinctively felt how to move the sword and how to hit the opponent's move, and she just did it.

The fighting ability that can generate this kind of instinct can only be acquired after experiencing countless life and death, and countless brutal fights.

Chen Feng could not imagine what Shen Yanbing had gone through during this period, and what kind of confrontations he had with the monsters in the Qingfeng Mountains.

Shen Yanbing's martial arts moves have also become extremely condensed and pure, eliminating any superfluous movements and retaining only the simplest cutting gears and so on.

But these are the most effective.

At this time, she was like a fighting machine, extremely powerful!

At this time, many people in the stands were looking at Shen Yanbing with a hint of interest in their eyes.

Fei Lichun, the master of the Qingmu Sect, said with a slight smile on his lips: "This person reminds me of those children who were raised by wild beasts."

"Those people have fighting instincts like wild beasts, and they can also practice. With a little training, they can become powerful fighting machines."

The leader of the Vajra Sect, the golden-haired lion king Ye Zhen, smiled slightly and said softly: "There are so many talents in the Qianyuan Sect this year. I didn't expect there to be such a genius besides him."

"Shen Yanbing alone can compare with all the geniuses of the younger generation of my Vajra Sect!"

Then he turned around and glanced lightly at the elders of the Vajra Sect. When they came into contact with him, they all lowered their heads in shame.

After three battles, Shen Yanbing was also seriously injured. There were many wounds on his body, the most serious of which was on his chest.

That was during the third battle just now, when he was punched by the master ranked forty-seventh on the overall list.

Her bones collapsed and blood oozed out. Her white clothes were as white as snow, and there were dots of plum blossoms on them. Her lungs had even been injured, making it difficult for her to breathe.

Every time I took a breath, I felt a burning pain, like a knife cutting.

She originally wanted to hold on and challenge another person, but at this moment Chen Feng shouted: "Yan Bing, come down, you have done well enough, it is time for us to perform next."

Shen Yanbing was particularly docile in front of him, smiling and nodding, and was about to jump off the stage.

But at this moment, a young man suddenly jumped up onto the stage of life and death, and shouted loudly: "Shen Yanbing, I want to challenge you!"

This is a young man of twenty-six or seventeen years old, tall and thin, with triangular eyes, and his eyes are bulging around, showing a cunning look.

Many people in the audience shouted angrily: "Shameless."

This person is really shameless. He took advantage of Shen Yanbing's three consecutive battles and was seriously injured to challenge him.

Moreover, Shen Yanbing was about to step down, but he suddenly jumped up, making Shen Yanbing unable to get off!

The tall and thin young man snorted disdainfully: "What's not shameless? In the path of a warrior, the dead are weak, and the winner is strong! As long as I can defeat Shen Yanbing, what's not shameless?"

Chen Feng shouted loudly: "Elder Yang, according to the rules of the sect, during the overall ranking competition, if someone fights for several games in a row and is injured, he has the right to refuse to fight!"

Yang Chao glanced at Chen Feng, with a hint of pride and evil in his eyes, and snorted disdainfully: "What? What are you talking about? Why didn't I know there was this rule in the sect?"

After saying that, he laughed.

He was clearly joking and humiliating Chen Feng.

Chen Feng stared at him and said coldly: "Elder Yang, I remember clearly that there is this rule in the sect."

Yang Chao suddenly yelled: "How dare you, are you the elder presiding over this competition or am I?"

"Get out of here! Who do you think you are? How dare you provoke the elders with words? Do you believe that I will disqualify you from the overall list?"

Chen Feng looked at Yang Chao with cold eyes, but at this time, Shen Yanbing suddenly spoke. She looked at Chen Feng and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, Chen Feng, I have no problem."

Then he displayed the giant sword in his hand, pointed at the tall and thin young man, and shouted: "Come on!"

The tall and thin young man sneered and said: "Remember my name, I am ranked 90th on the overall list, Su Qingsong!"