Because, even though half of the swordsman's body was missing after being hit hard, the light and shadow did not dissipate, and he still attacked Ye Feng.
In other words, even the thunderbolts did not kill him.
Damn it, cheating!
Ye Feng almost spit out another mouthful of blood and let out an angry curse.
If a living person, even if the opponent is a second-level innate master with very strong vitality, is severely injured, he will definitely lose his fighting power.
But this cyan light shadow was not afraid of death. He was unaware of it, and his sword-holding right hand and half of his shoulder were blown away by the thunderbolt. It only reduced his attack power a little, but other aspects were not affected at all.
Isn't this cheating?
In a hurry, Ye Feng put away the short iron rod and stepped back with a short sword in his hand.
In order to deal with this master swordsman, he used all his methods. If this dagger containing the sword's intention still couldn't kill this group of light and shadow, then there was only one way to admit defeat.
bass……
There was a faint sound, and the remaining sword intent in the sword was inspired by Ye Feng. In mid-air, a faint outline of the full moon was vaguely visible.
The sword intent is flying all over the sky like moonlight, but its elegance and refinement contain a sinister murderous intent.
Sword intent poured out like a drizzle of rain.
The speed of the swordsman's forward attack seemed to be blocked by an invisible wall of air, slowing down significantly. Then, even the cyan light and shadow on his body began to dim a little bit.
"Go to hell!"
Seeing the huge power displayed by the dagger in his hand, Ye Feng did not give the light and shadow swordsman any chance. He waved his hand from top to bottom, treating the dagger as a long knife and slashed down in the air.
The full moon fell from the sky and turned into a pale shadow. The pale shadow actually contained indescribable sharpness, cutting through the void and sinking into the swordsman's body.
His movements were rigid and his steps stopped in place...
laugh……
Then there was a sound like air leakage, and the shadow of the full moon flashed out of his body. The light and shadow instantly shattered to pieces and turned into countless flying fireflies, swarming towards Ye Feng.
Killed.
This short sword... is really strong.
Ye Feng was a little stunned.
The lost sword intent cannot be condensed again. This sword, like the Thunderbolt Bead, is a one-time consumable item. Although the swordsman was defeated, having a Thunderbolt Bead still made Ye Feng feel a little heartbroken.
"If I had known that this sword had such power, I should have taken it out and used it first."
Ye Feng muttered secretly, and a wry smile flashed in his heart.
But at this moment, regret is of no use.
Allowing a little bit of cyan starlight to penetrate his body, Ye Feng felt that the wounds all over his body were healed by more than half in an instant, and the energy in his Dantian became very full.
The energy contained in the two levels of innate light and shadow was so huge that Ye Feng instantly reached the bottleneck of the mid-stage innate half-step.
In other words, as long as this bottleneck is broken, Ye Feng can successfully enter the half-step innate stage.
"Let it fall on your head."
He took back the dagger that had lost its sword power, took out the short iron rod again, gritted his teeth and looked at the swordsman who rushed up.
Of the three great innates, he had killed the two most difficult ones. Now there was only one swordsman left. Ye Feng naturally did not take him seriously.
A moment later, under Ye Feng's fierce attack, the swordsman finally couldn't bear the impact and collapsed.
Pure energy merged into Ye Feng's meridians, and powerful infuriating energy flowed through his limbs and bones. He felt the strength of his body surge. It was as if something in his body was ignited and his blood surged.
"Half step to the middle stage of innateness."
At this moment, Cultivation took another step forward, getting closer and closer to Xiantian.
Ye Feng was overjoyed. He had just broken through to half-step innateness. In just a few battles, he had reached the middle stage, saving at least half a year of hard training.
After taking a deep breath, Ye Feng clenched his fists.
A conservative estimate is that the strength has reached more than 16,000 kilograms.
At this moment, he felt that his whole body was full of strength, and he had an unprecedentedly powerful aura in his body.
However, the difficulty of this round is really...it can only be described as abnormal.
If it weren't for Ye Feng's power of artistic conception, the thunder bead, the dagger of sword intent, and the ability to judge the threat that the three cyan lights and shadows posed to him, and decisively deal with the archer in the first step, he would have ended up in ruins.
.
Thinking back on it, it still made him feel frightened...
At this moment, the phantom of Tianming Lao Dao appeared again, with a look of surprise that could not be concealed in his eyes. After looking at Ye Feng for a moment, he sighed: "Little guy, your potential is beyond anything this sect leader has seen in tens of thousands of years."
A unique person. Half-step to the early stage of Xiantian, defeating one Xiantian second level, two Xiantian first level... Congratulations, you have obtained the status of an inner disciple of our sect. You have fifty points in this round. Now you have a total of one hundred and ten points.
integral……"
"Excuse me, do you still want to go to the second round?"
"One hundred and ten points? It can barely be exchanged for two earth levels. But it's still a long way from the heaven level that can be exchanged for two hundred points."
Ye Feng frowned and thought.
The Earth Level Kung Fu doesn't have much appeal to him, after all, he only knows two kinds.
Thinking of this, Ye Feng immediately made up his mind.
Tian Jie, everything is for Tian Jie, for Tian Jie, it is worth fighting for.
"I'll continue!"
Three words blurted out from Ye Feng's mouth.
Old Taoist Tianming asked: "Are you sure?"
"Sure." Ye Feng's answer was as firm as before.
"Then...as you wish."
Old Taoist Tian Ming cast a look of approval and waved his hand. The scene in front of him changed, and Ye Feng found himself in a main hall.
This is a very broad hall, with eighty-one stone pillars rising into the sky around it, standing tall and imposing.
"Wow!"
While he was still observing attentively, a blue light and shadow shone in the middle of the hall, and it quickly condensed into a warrior.
The square face and high nose look very similar to the cyan light and shadow that appeared during the external examination.
The only difference is that this person has no sword in his hand.
Swordsmen at the innate two-level stage are only cyan, but now this warrior is blue. The color has been upgraded by one level, and his cultivation strength must far exceed that of the swordsman who just let Ye Feng use all his methods.
He stared ahead with alert eyes.
The blue light and shadow clenched its fist and rushed towards Ye Feng.
The footsteps of this light and shadow were like a gust of wind, dragging out an afterimage behind him. The speed was incredibly fast. An ordinary half-step innate warrior might not even be able to see the steps of his figure clearly, let alone catch the moves.
Ye Feng's mind was trembling, and he used his mental power to the extreme.
In his eyes, the opponent's speed had dropped by one beat. Even so, it was still incredibly fast.
However, I can finally see it clearly.
As the figure approached, Ye Feng moved his body a step to the left, barely avoiding the punch from the blue light and shadow. At the same time, the short iron rod in his hand swept across...