Cang Haoyun's figure moved, and he seemed to be an unsheathed sword, rushing towards Ye Feng at high speed.
In the blink of an eye, the distance between the two shortened to five steps.
"bass!"
It was only then that Cang Haoyun drew his sword. As soon as the sword was unsheathed, the twisted sword light seemed to be slow but fast, going up and down, like a nightmare, making it impossible to tell which point to attack.
Wu Yan, who was watching the battle from the side of the stage, turned pale.
He had just been defeated by Cang Haoyun's sword, and fighting against Cang Haoyun. The feeling of being unable to use his strength and being at a loss was still fresh in his memory and was imprinted in the depths of his mind.
Clang!
Under the nervous and excited eyes of everyone, Ye Feng also moved.
His movements were very weird, and the short iron rod he was holding was even more unbelievable. He pushed it forward sideways. This push seemed like a horse flying in the air, making a whirring sound.
Bang!
For some reason, Cang Haoyun's sword was blocked by Ye Feng's seemingly casual push.
"Hmm? Blocked?"
Surprises rang out from all around, and even Cang Haoyun felt his heart skip a beat.
How could it be?
How could his divine sword be so easily blocked by the opponent? And look at the short iron rod in his hand, which collided with his spiritual weapon Cangyun Sword, but was not cut off by the sword.
Even the force coming from the iron rod made his chest stagnate, making him feel stuffy?
Cang Haoyun's face was slightly surprised.
The first sword returned in vain. This second sword must suppress the boy on the opposite side, and then use the third sword to win with one strike, so as not to lose the title of "no more than three swordsmen".
What surprised him was that Ye Feng took the lead in launching a counterattack.
"July Fire!"
One of the "Flaming Knife" moves was used.
The power of Xuanjie's top-grade sword technique is not weak. A stunning black light penetrated from the void, slashed from top to bottom, like a meteor falling to the ground, and struck Cang Haoyun's chest at an extremely fast speed.
Cang Haoyun took a step back, holding up sword flowers in his long sword, trying to seize the initiative.
However, Ye Feng's eyes were sharp and he turned his wrist. After the "July Flowing Fire" broke out, the fierce wind spread out in layers and spread towards Cang Hao Yun.
The shadow of the stick coming towards Cang Haoyun felt like a mountain, with mountains and mountains crushing them layer upon layer.
On the one hand, it is because of the extremely high level of sword skills, on the other hand, Ye Feng is very powerful and the stick is heavy. Each stick shadow contains an explosion of tens of thousands of kilograms. The "Flame Knife" is used for the first time, in conjunction with the mysterious heavy power in Ye Feng's hand.
The iron rod finally showed its powerful power.
At this moment, Cang Haoyun restrained his contempt, stood up from the ground with a solemn expression, and struck down with a sword.
Stuck! Stuck! Stuck!…
The sword light and stick shadow touched each other, and the rays of light were shattered.
The two of them are actually evenly matched, and neither of them can do anything to defeat the other!
This series of lightning-like actions made everyone watching the battle stunned. No one expected that a warrior of the Transparent Realm could fight Cang Haoyun so fiercely.
Isn’t Cang Haoyun known as “The sword is no better than three”?
But in just a moment, he fired not just three swords, but ten or twenty swords.
"What a thrilling duel. You see, every sword thrown by Cang Haoyun is so dangerous that no one has time to react."
"The guy opposite him was pretty good too. He blocked the first sword and launched a counterattack first."
"If you dare to challenge the masters on the yellow list, you must have some confidence."
"But I think he is in danger. If he is defeated by Cang Haoyun's three swords, and Cang Haoyun's face is not lost, he might be merciful and spare his life. But now Cang Haoyun has shown real fire, this kid
Either he's dead or he's disabled. It's a pity."
"Yes, it is said that Cang Haoyun has understood the fourth sword of the Chaoyuan Sect's 'Seven Swords of Protecting the Sect'. One sword burst is enough to defeat three people of the same level. He has not used it yet."
People around him started talking again, still not optimistic about Ye Feng.
The body floated back, and Cang Haoyun landed lightly on the ground. He looked at Ye Feng in the distance solemnly, "I admit that you are qualified to let me go all out. Next, Cang will let you see my true strength."
strength."
He took a step forward, and sharp air burst out from his body, rushing toward Ye Feng like a mountain.
At the same time, the sword slowly glowed, and the entire spiritual sword gathered a lot of heaven and earth energy, making the sword confusing.
"One Yuan Qi!"
This time, Cang Haoyun didn't hold back.
He knew that the first three swords of Chaoyuan Sect's "Seven Swords of Protecting the Sect" could not do anything to Ye Feng. Only the most powerful sword power that he understood, the fourth sword of "One Yuan Qi", could he be sure to defeat the opponent and leave the opponent with no chance.
Those who resist are defeated.
The bright sword shadow catches the eye, and the sword light sweeps in along with the fluctuation of vitality.
This sword is indeed powerful.
Ye Feng took a step back and closed his eyes slightly. When he opened them again, there was a look of solemnity in his eyes.
"Qian Yuan Qi Jin!"
He flew up, and while swinging out a stick, he pointed his left index finger forward.
Boom!
There was a storm on the platform.
The black stick shadow and the white sword light coming towards him were evenly matched. The black and white light broke away one after another, and the vitality of heaven and earth gathered by Cang Hao Yun disappeared one after another.
The fourth sword of the "Seven Swords of Protecting the Sect" of Chaoyuan Sect, "One Yuan Qi" still failed to achieve actual results.
But in the index finger pointed by Ye Feng's left hand, a ray of wind penetrated the void like a bright light and flashed past Cang Haoyun.
The next moment.
The entire challenge platform returned to silence.
Cang Haoyun stood motionless on the spot with a pale face.
On the ground beside him, there was a hole as thick as a finger. It was so dark that I didn't know how deep it was.
Just now, he felt that death was extremely close to him. Only he knew that Ye Feng had shown mercy just now.
If Ye Feng hadn't deliberately deviated from the attack trajectory of the "Qian Yuan Qi Jin" at the last moment, this arrogant and mysterious Qi Jin would have definitely shattered his own throat with one blow.
After a brief silence, Cang Haoyun took a deep breath and looked at Ye Feng with a trace of respect and gratitude in his eyes.
"I lost."
He said with a wry smile, then opened his lips slightly and said four words to Ye Feng: "Thank you...for showing mercy!"
Give up!
These few words were like a boulder falling into a calm lake, causing an uproar.
"What? Cang Haoyun has given up!" The crowd exclaimed, their voices trembling and their eyes showing disbelief. They could hardly believe their ears.
Cang Haoyun, a master on the Yellow List, who is known as "no more than three swordsmen", actually gave in?
It seems like the opponent didn't injure him very much, right? He was still capable of fighting. Why did he just give up?
What's going on today? The sun is coming out in the west, right?
The Tongming Realm warrior defeated Cang Haoyun who was number 63 on the Yellow List?
There was a commotion among the crowd that could not subside for a long time, but Cang Haoyun's figure quietly left the stage in the commotion and quickly left the martial arts arena.