Unlike Xiao Chennan, Qing Zhenyi almost burst into anger. Just as he was staring at Ye Feng, he suddenly felt that the latter also cast a gaze at him.
The strong murderous intent in his eyes made his heart tremble.
"This bastard...hat I discovered that it was me who was secretly planning?"
A little calmed down, Qing Zhenyi's face turned cold and almost scary. He whispered in a cold voice: "If you don't kill you, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep or eat in the future, so let's go with my Qing family's account together.
Let's clear it up."
"Even if Bu Jingyu can't do anything to you, I... have other ways."
While Qing Zhenyi said this, a jade talisman in his sleeves was crushed by him, and then turned into streaming light and shot into somewhere in the crowd.
There is the place where Qing family warriors gather.
"Ye Feng won this challenge!"
On the Kunwu Stone Platform, Elder He nodded at Ye Feng with a smile on his face and announced the result loudly.
"Go down and recover your energy quickly, I... but I'm looking forward to your performance later."
Elder He seemed to have accidentally held Ye Feng's right hand and said with a smile.
Ye Feng quietly withdrew his palm, bent down to Elder He and bowed, and then flew down to Kunwu Stone Platform.
Seeing that Ye Feng was not seriously injured, the disciples of the sweeping sect cheered and surrounded Ye Feng in the center, which allowed time to recover.
When the battle broke out again on the stone platform, Ye Feng quietly spread his palm. It was a pill. It was Elder He who quietly stuffed it into his hand just now while shook hands.
A little warmth arose in his heart, and Ye Feng put away the elixir.
There were cheers coming from time to time around, and there were two people fighting on the stone platform, and occasionally blood splashed, causing a stir.
Ye Feng, who condensed energy and spirit, ignored the battles of others, but instead pinched several colorful spirit stones with both hands and began to devour the energy in it.
Fortunately, although this place is crowded, the energy between heaven and earth is extremely strong.
Although the consumption of Yuanli in two consecutive battles is not too large, if there are several more battles, the consumption will be enough to make it difficult for ordinary people to bear it.
The challenge system did not stipulate the number and number of people, and the losers were eliminated until the end, leaving three people behind.
His soft persimmon has no cultivation level, so there will definitely be someone who will come up to pinch it a few times. In fact, there is only Ye Feng, a virtual realm warrior who has not been eliminated at this moment.
"Bai Fengyun, challenge the servant disciple Ye Feng!"
Sure enough, half an hour had just arrived, and before Ye Feng could open his eyes, a clear and silence passed by the crowd and reached Ye Feng's ears.
The second challenge came so quickly, which made the people who sweeping the floor very dissatisfied.
"The guys in the inner sect are really hateful. Just half an hour later, someone came again... to challenge Junior Brother Ye?"
Wang Yuwei frowned and looked ugly. Half an hour did not allow Ye Feng to return to his peak state.
"Young Master Ye lost two inner disciples in a row, so of course the people from other inner disciples will not be convinced. The first is to find this place. Second, who is not bullying the weak and afraid of the strong..."
Bai Wuchang's Yin Yin Tao.
Everyone was speechless when they heard this, but they did not refute it. Bai Wuchang's words were very reasonable. The number of disciples inside and outside the Diyuan Sect was mixed, and the inner disciples had always been high. This competition... It was also called the inner disciples before, and it was the inner disciples.
Exclusive stage.
Ye Feng's intrusion broke this situation, and if he was allowed to squeeze into the top three, it would really slap the inner disciples in the face, and many people would definitely not be able to bear it.
"I have heard that a person has appeared in the Handicap Building. When I see you today, I am indeed well-known. I am very skilled and want to ask for advice. Please don't be too slow. Come on stage!"
Bai Fengyun seemed a little impatient and stood on the stone platform and shouted loudly.
Opening his eyes, Ye Feng signaled to the indignant sweeping door. He guessed in his heart that Bai Fengyun was probably the chess piece arranged by Qing Zhenyi.
It seems that if I want to enter the top three, this path... is not as easy as I imagined. At present, it is no longer as simple as I can only surpass Bu Jingluo.
He slowly stepped onto the Kunwu stone platform, and Ye Feng bowed to him without any expression.
"Junior Brother Ye, the energy in my body can still support one or two. Brother, I will show mercy to you."
Bai Fengyun showed a grim smile on his face. He said this, but his actions were pissy and tricky. His hands turned into claws and directly grabbed Ye Feng's eyes.
There was a light sound under his feet, and Ye Feng twisted his body, quickly avoiding the attack, and hit the backhand Gan Gongtian punch.
Regardless of whether the guy in front of him was Qing Zhenyi or not, he had to take action, otherwise there would be a steady stream of warriors to challenge himself in the future.
With one move, Bai Fengyun raised his hand and suddenly shot out a little cold light, and headed straight for Ye Feng's eyes again.
"What a vicious means!"
Bai Fengyun's viciousness made Ye Feng's heart angry. Just as he was about to use his Yuanli to punch, his heart suddenly moved.
The guy in front of him seemed to be aggressive, but a thick layer of Yuanqi transformed armor was condensed at any time on his body. It was obviously mainly based on defense, forcing him to continue to take moves and consume Yuan power.
"So you are also Qing Zhenyi's person..."
Ye Feng suddenly shouted loudly, and a hint of surprise flashed across Bai Fengyun's face, but soon returned to its original state and sneered: "What Qing Zhenyi... I don't know what it means, I don't understand what you are talking about!"
With Ye Feng's eyesight, he naturally brought that surprise into his eyes.
He was like a mirror in his heart. Bai Fengyun's ranking seemed to be ranked outside the thirty. It was obviously impossible to compete for the top ten or even the top three. When he came on stage, he did not want to fight to the death with himself, but was afraid that he was entrusted by others to consume himself. The Yuanli comes.
He didn't know how many people Qing Zhenyi had found to deal with him, but judging from the performance of this guy in front of him, he would never be the last one.
Thinking of this, Ye Feng's mind moved.
The force of the fist that was about to be bombed suddenly dissipated, and the attack-oriented Heavenly Fist turned into a water fist, sticking to the rise and fall, and hitting Bai Fengyun.
With one punch, Ye Feng was not interested in fighting, but used Kunpeng Jiutian Body Technique to wander along the Kunwu Stone Platform. He also took out a handful of spirit stones from his hand, and used this gap to quickly absorb the energy in it.
Compared with Tianquan, the water fist does not consume much. If you delay time, the absorbed energy will even exceed the consumption, and you can slowly recover it.
"Good boy, he is meticulous and actually came up with such a way to adjust his condition!"
Elder He was also stunned.
Half an hour did not allow the contestants to recover to their peak state. It is precisely because of this that the differences between each person can be reflected. But although Ye Feng accepted the second challenge, he was able to recover directly in the battle, which really refreshed him.
Among the crowd watching, Xiao Chennan and others also looked weird.
"Senior Brother Xiao, how strong do you think Junior Brother Ye's combat power is? How many people can he accept challenges without losing?"
Zhe Yan suddenly leaned forward and looked at Ye Feng on the stage with a look of eagerness to try.