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The blade of the Wushuang Knife made a sharp sound, and the black air on it turned and entangled, instantly turning into a black light, rushing towards Ye Feng. Si Tu Reading 520 Official Website

"Iron Blood Knife Technique."

"The Tie family's knife technique can shock the mind. Those who are weak and have a weak heart for martial arts will be completely restrained once they encounter this knife technique."

Seeing this scene, many people below the ring changed their faces slightly.

This is a Xuan-level top-grade martial art that the Tie family never passes on. Among the younger generation of the Tie family, only Tie Changkong has practiced this knife technique. It is said that this knife technique is combined with the Tie family's iron-blooded knife intent, and its power is so strong that it makes people look at it sideways.

Looking at the momentum of Tie Changkong's knife, it is obvious that he has practiced this knife technique to an extraordinary level.

In the previous two rounds of challenges, Tie Changkong had never used this knife technique.

This knife carries an amazing momentum.

It seems that he really wants to defeat Ye Feng with one knife, and at the same time, he wants to cripple Ye Feng and humiliate him extremely.

"Haha, that kid was stunned." Tie Hualong laughed wildly in the distance.

"My Tie family's swordsmanship is mighty and vigorous, with an indomitable and powerful momentum, especially this set of iron-blooded swords is extremely sharp, which can really shock people."

"I hope your cousin can show mercy and never kill him with one sword."

"Prince Yi Xiao is right, each of us must cut a sword on Ye Feng to avenge the shame of the past."

Situ Ba also made an angry voice...

Above the ring, Ye Feng stood on his feet, feeling the black sword light coming towards him, but his expression did not change much.

As calm as always.

"Who do you think you are? You actually want to suppress me with your momentum?"

Ye Feng raised a curved arc at the corner of his mouth.

When he first entered the Xuanyuan Secret Realm, facing Ding Rushan's thundering shout, Ye Chen collapsed on the spot, but Ye Feng could withstand it. How could he be shocked by the momentum inspired by a mere innate warrior?

Just as the black blade approached, Ye Feng suddenly moved his footsteps, and a long sword appeared in his hands.

Then, a wave of hot breath suddenly swept out from the blade.

Flame sword technique, wildfire spreads all over the prairie.

He held the blade with both hands, rolled it up and down, and a purple-red light bloomed, like a volcanic eruption, blooming with dazzling light, and then these purple-red lights swept out on the blade.

Under the tumbling of this hot breath, the entire void above the challenge stage was distorted, as if it was about to be burned, unable to bear this temperature.

"What a fanatical breath."

The fire swept away, as if to burn everything.

Tie Changkong's pupils shrank, and he felt that the black light he had stimulated immediately made a sizzling sound as soon as it approached the flame, and there was a sign of disintegration.

A sense of danger arose from the bottom of his heart.

Tie Changkong's expression tightened, and he felt a panic inexplicably.

Boom...

With a loud bang, the black light and the flames all disappeared.

Tie Changkong took several steps back and almost fell off the stage. But Ye Feng just swayed slightly.

The difference between the two was immediately apparent.

Whether in terms of cultivation or weapons, Tie Changkong was far superior to Ye Feng, but he ended up at a disadvantage. This made everyone on and off the stage unable to hold back and burst into screams.

"Why? Is this happening?" Mo Yixiao asked in confusion.

"Didn't you say that you will definitely win? I think the situation is not good..."

Situ Ba also began to shake his head.

"This... my elder brother must have temporarily shown weakness to let him relax his vigilance, thinking that he had the upper hand, and then burst out with a blow to take his life." Tie Hualong bit his lip and analyzed.

But whether his analysis was correct or not, you should know it by looking at his defeated face.

"Hey..." Mo Yixiao sighed, reached out and took out a communication talisman, and quietly began to transmit to the talisman...

...

The two people on the ring stood face to face again. This time, Tie Changkong finally withdrew the contempt on his face and completely burst out all his momentum.

I could faintly feel that his vitality was rolling like waves, and his murderous aura was overflowing. Just facing him, it felt like I was about to be drowned by the overwhelming evil spirit.

Tie family skills, iron-blooded evil spirit.

Compared with Tie Changkong's outward evil spirit, Ye Feng was much more restrained.

His figure stood upright on the ring, like a mountain, with a steady and thick sharp momentum.

It seemed that he heard the sound of his momentum being broken, and the sky-high blood wave was cut open by the opponent's long sword. Tie Changkong shouted sinisterly: "I didn't expect you to have some strength. You are worthy of my full effort. You can force me like this with the first level of innateness. You are proud enough."

The previous fight actually fell behind.

This was something Tie Changkong had not expected. At this moment, he had to use all his means.

But he still had great confidence in himself.

No matter what, Tie Changkong felt that he was far superior to the boy in front of him in terms of cultivation and sword intent...

"Is it useful to just talk? Come on!"

Ye Feng put on his eternal signature smile.

Even if he had to face Tie Changkong who was going all out, he still had a smile on his face, and his expression was neither frightened nor terrified.

"Boom!"

The blood energy soared into the sky, as if it had opened up the air above his head, and the rich vitality turned into circles of clearly visible ripples, spreading in all directions.

All the warriors below the challenge stage saw a dark red blood light on the stage, which made the whole surrounding environment covered with a faint blood color.

It was as if the void had turned into a sea of ​​blood in the underworld.

"Three Iron King Styles, the first style, Broken Knife is Merciless"

Holding the knife, Tie Changkong shouted, and the black frost knife in his hand suddenly shone brightly, and the black mist wrapped on it turned blood red at this moment and suddenly burst out.

A blood dragon-like knife light, shining with black light, shot towards Ye Feng.

His first knife was infused with the "Iron Blood Knife Intent" that he had condensed. It was murderous, sharp, and carried an endless domineering aura, as if Ye Feng was completely covered by the knife light.

Broken Knife is Merciless, Mercilessly Cut Off the Head, One Knife Down, No Bones Left.

The most domineering and violent Iron King Three Styles of the Tie Family can only be stimulated by warriors who have condensed the Iron Blood Knife Intent to exert their true power.

And among the younger generation of the Tie Family, only Tie Changkong can do it.

Facing the sweeping sword intent, Ye Feng finally showed a rare solemnity on his face.

If Tie Changkong had not given him much interest in dealing with him before, then at this moment, Ye Feng began to take it seriously.

He poured the Yuanli in his hand into the Destruction Sword, the power of the martial veins burst out, and a fire essence exploded instantly. At the same time, a red fire wave rolled in front of Ye Feng, and the temperature rose steadily.

He chopped with all his strength...