Hearing the dialogue between Qin Tao and the referee, Mo Qingfeng's eyebrows showed a trace of disdain, pointing at Qin Tao and drinking: "Ballastless women, Wufu is ashamed of you. If you have the ability, come up in the battle."
According to Mo Qingfeng's strength, he can have a quota for the four Congress, but he still participated in this selection.
What is it?
It is a actual combat.
In the past few months, he broke through the retreat, and barely condensed the prototype of the sword to the seed point, but in a short time, he could not be free to get free.
If you are so exquisite now, you dare not even have a close heart.
After waiting for himself to come to power, the opponent chose to give up with timidity. How can Mo Qingfeng be annoyed?
Faced with his scolding, Qin Tao looked dark, but he did not have the courage to fight Mo Qingfeng at all ...
Nympho
Next, the challenge continues.
Ye Feng's opponent in the second round was also bombarded by his three punch and two punch.
"People can't look at each other, and their strength is not read. This Ye Feng is worthy of the elite of Wufu. She actually won two rounds in a row, and it still won."
"Maybe I haven't encountered a real master. Look, after so many battles, those who are famous for their fame have basically been promoted. In this round, he has no opponent. In the next round, Ye Feng is mostly encountered by them.
It's inevitable. "
"I think so too. Three groups of people who can be promoted, Mo Qingfeng naturally Needless to say. The other is either Situ feelings, either an iron empty, and no anyway.
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Various sounds sound.
As they said, the masters of the three groups did not encounter in advance ...
The second round of the one who encountered Mo Qingfeng was automatically abstained, making Mo Qingfeng even more anxious.
The third round that is about to be held next is that the winner is equivalent to entering the semi -finals. In this way, the battle will definitely become particularly miserable.
Under Prince Qi, the referee announced loudly that the third round of challenges began.
The first game was Ye Feng's confrontation.
Hearing his opponent, Ye Feng looked up slightly and looked at the direction where Tie Changkong was.
At the same time, if I received the perception, I was locked on Ye Feng.
Neither of them spoke, but the killing intentions between each other had been revealed.
There must be a battle between them.
This battle is not just as simple as the competition. Since Tie Changkong wants to abolish Ye Feng, Ye Feng is naturally even more polite.
Anyway, an iron dragon has been abolished, and he has a deep hatred with the iron family. Why should you care about one more?
Han Chong stood behind Ye Feng and reminded: "Ye Elite, Tie Changkong's strength is good, in the inner government, he can enter the top ten existence. He also has the power of artistic conception. You must be careful of his knife.
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Ye Feng's two rounds of challenge performed very conspicuous, but as the surrounding viewers said, he did not encounter a real master.
Light, Han Chong reminded him.
"Is the knife? I would also." Ye Feng looked calm and looked on the challenge table indifferently.
He is not a man who is afraid of things.
Since the Tiejia does not let go of himself, he dispatched young disciples to deal with herself, and Ye Feng will never recaller.
What martial arts family, the capital of the capital, these scared things, can't do it here in Ye Feng.
What he has always pursued is that people do not commit me and I do n’t offend. If people commit me, I will pay it ten times.
The long air plunder on the challenge table, opposite Ye Feng.
Both of them shot sparks in their eyes. This duel also attracted the attention of everyone in the audience.
The three princes looked at Ye Feng, and his face was worried, and asked softly: "Will Ye Feng be the opponent of this guy?"
"I don't know, Ye Jiying's opponent encountered in the first two rounds was too weak, and he didn't let him exert his entire strength at all, so ... I don't know which step of Ye Elite really reached." Han Chong said confused, "Listen to listen to
Saying the last time, Ye Elite defeated Wu Yuanhou? "
"Nothing. But, I think when he defeated Wu Yuanhou last time, he did not use his full effort."
"The iron is not comparable to Wuyuan Hou." Han Chong nodded and stopped talking.
On the other hand, the iron dragon, Mo Yixiao and the eyes of Situ Ba are also focused on the challenge table at this moment.
"I said my elder brother, as long as Ye Feng encountered him on the challenge platform, he would never care about Ye Feng's elite identity. If he had a chance, he would abolish Ye Feng's Dantian Xiu."
"If Ye Feng becomes a waste person, he leaves the day of Wufu, which is the time of unlucky. The prince wants to cut him into a stick."
Mo Yixiao's face was extremely gloomy, and his eyes were full of cruelty.
"What if your elder brother is not Ye Feng's opponent?" Situ Ba said unexpectedly.
"How is it possible, my elder brother has condensed the iron -blooded knife of the Iron family, and cooperated with the knife method passed by our family is enough to kill the innate eight." The Iron Dragon refuted.
Mo Yixiao said: "If your elder brother is really defeated by Ye Feng, then we have to arrange it in advance to contact Liuyuan."
"Rest assured, in a word, today is Ye Feng's unlucky days!"
"His unlucky, just start, far from the end ..."
Nympho
"Ye Feng, finally let me meet you."
Tie Changkong stood on the challenge platform, and his face was colorful.
"You will regret meeting me."
Ye Feng, who heard this sentence, shook his head and said indifferently.
"Haha, there are countless people who have seen it for a long time, but this is the first time I have seen it like you who do not know, life, life, and arrogance."
The iron -long empty laughed.
There is nothing to say about the two.
"bring it on."
Ye Feng smiled at him and beckoned, his tone was as easy as ever.
This made the iron long air purple. He rose up his whole body, and there was a long and wide black knife in his hand.
Disciples of Tiejia, mainly practicing the knife method.
The black heavy knife in the long empty hand, the grade was still on the scourge of Ye Feng from the hand of the iron dragon.
Wu Shuang knife, the real mysterious ware, weighs a thousand pounds, surrounds a black and red mist around the knife body, exuding a palpitated momentum.
"Ma Stek Kunlun!"
A hit in the iron -blooded knife method, the gravity is gravity, with the Xuanjie spiritual instrument, the power of the mountains and rivers is strongly split.
The long air conditioner moved the whole body of the whole body, and when the momentum climbed to the extreme, it suddenly broke out.
The next moment, his body leaned forward, and his feet stepped fiercely.