The blade of the Wushuang Dao made a sharp sound, and the black air on it turned and entangled, and instantly turned into a black light, surging towards Ye Feng.
"Iron-Blooded Sword Technique."
"This set of sword techniques of the Tie family can shock the mind. Those who are weak and do not have a strong martial heart will be completely restrained once they encounter this set of sword techniques."
Seeing this scene, the expressions of many people below the ring changed slightly.
This is a high-grade Xuan-level martial art that has never been passed down to anyone else in the Tie family. Among the younger generation of the Tie family, only Tie Changkong has practiced this sword technique. It is said that this sword technique, in conjunction with the Tie family's iron-blood sword intention, is extremely powerful and makes people look at them.
Judging from the momentum erupted from Tie Changkong's sword, it was obvious that he had practiced this sword technique to a good level.
In the two rounds of challenges just now, Tie Changkong had never used this set of sword techniques.
This sword carries an astonishing momentum.
It seemed that he really wanted to defeat Ye Feng with one blow, and at the same time cripple Ye Feng, he also wanted to give him extreme humiliation.
"Haha, that kid was stunned." The iron dragon in the distance laughed wildly.
"My Tie family's sword skills are powerful and powerful, with an indomitable momentum. Especially this set of iron-blooded swords is so sharp that it can really shock people's hearts."
"I hope your cousin can show mercy and never kill him with one knife."
"Prince Yixiao is right. Each of us must chop a knife into Ye Feng's body to repay the shame of the past."
Situ Ba also made an angry voice...
Above the ring, Ye Feng stood with his feet uneven, feeling the black sword light coming towards his face, but the expression on his face did not change much.
As calm as ever.
"Who do you think you are? You want to overwhelm me with your power?"
The corner of Ye Feng's mouth curled up into a curve.
When he first entered the Xuanyuan Secret Realm, Ye Chen collapsed on the spot after facing Ding Rushan's thunderous drink, but Ye Feng could bear it. How could he be shocked by the aura inspired by a mere innate warrior?
Just as the black sword light suddenly approached, Ye Feng suddenly moved his steps, and a long sword appeared in his hands.
Then, a wave of hot breath suddenly swept out from the sword.
Flame knife skills, wildfires set a prairie fire.
He held the knife in both hands, rolled it over and over, and a piece of purple-red light bloomed, like a volcanic eruption of flames, blooming with dazzling light, and then these purple-red lights swept out from the blade.
Under this hot breath, the void above the entire challenge platform was distorted, as if it was about to be burned, and it was difficult to withstand such a temperature.
"What a fanatical atmosphere."
The fire swept across and seemed to burn everything.
Tie Changkong's pupils contracted, and he felt that as soon as the black light he inspired came close to the flame, it immediately made a sizzling sound and showed signs of collapsing.
A feeling of danger arose from the bottom of his heart.
Tie Changkong's expression tightened and he felt inexplicably flustered.
boom……
There was a loud noise, and all the black light and flames disappeared.
Tie Changkong stumbled back a few steps, almost falling off the ring. But Ye Feng only swayed slightly.
The two of them made a stand and judged each other.
Whether it was cultivation or the weapons in his hands, Tie Changkong was far ahead of Ye Feng, but the result of the fight was that he was at a disadvantage. This made everyone on the stage and off the stage unable to hold back, and burst into bursts of anger.
's scream.
"Why? Is this happening?" Mo Yixiao asked in confusion.
"Didn't you say victory is certain? I think this situation is very bad..."
Situ Ba also started to shake his head.
"Well... my eldest brother must have temporarily shown weakness, letting him relax his vigilance, thinking he had the upper hand, and then struck out to kill him." Tie Hualong bit his lip and analyzed.
But whether his analysis is correct or not, you should know by looking at the defeated look on his face.
"Hey..." Mo Yixiao sighed, stretched out his hand and took out a communication talisman, and quietly started to transmit the message to the talisman...
…
The two people on the ring stood face to face again. This time Tie Changkong finally retracted the contempt on his face and unleashed all his aura.
You can faintly feel the vitality rolling around his body like waves, overflowing with murderous aura. Just facing him, it feels like you are about to be overwhelmed by the overwhelming evil aura.
Tiejia Kung Fu, iron-blood evil spirit.
Compared to Tie Changkong, who lets out his evil spirit, Ye Feng is much more restrained.
His figure stood upright on the ring, like a mountain peak, with a steady, solid and sharp aura.
It seemed that he heard the sound of his own momentum being broken, and the blood wave rising to the sky was cut away by the opponent's long knife. Tie Changkong shouted sternly: "I didn't expect that you still have some strength, you are worthy of my all-out. The first level of Xiantian can force me to be like this.
, you are proud enough."
In the previous battle, he actually fell below.
This was something Tie Changkong didn't expect. At this moment, he had to use all his means.
But he still has great confidence in himself.
No matter what, Tie Changkong felt that he was far superior to the kid in front of him in terms of cultivation and sword intent...
"Is it useful to just talk? Come on!"
Ye Feng put on his everlasting signature smile.
Even though he had to face Tie Changkong who was going all out, he still had a smile on his face and his expression was neither scared nor scared.
"boom!"
Blood energy surged into the sky, seeming to blow away the air above his head. The rich vitality turned into clearly visible ripples, spreading in all directions.
All the warriors below the challenge stage saw a dark red blood light rising from the stage, causing the entire surrounding environment to be covered with a layer of light blood.
It was as if the void had turned into a sea of blood in the underworld.
"Iron King's Three Styles, the First Style, Broken Sword Ruthless"
Holding the knife in an advancing position, Tie Changkong shouted loudly, and the black frost knife in his hand suddenly erupted with light. The black mist wrapped around it turned blood red at this moment and suddenly erupted.
A sword like a blood dragon shot toward Ye Feng with a jet-black brilliance.
His first sword was filled with the "iron-blooded sword intention" that he had condensed. It was chilling, sharp, and carried a boundless domineering aura, as if Ye Feng's entire body was shrouded in the light of the sword.
The knife is ruthless, the head is ruthlessly cut off, and the body is gone with just one strike of the knife.
The Tie Family's most domineering and violent Iron King Three Styles can only be unleashed by warriors who have condensed the iron-blooded sword intention to unleash its true power.
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 look of solemnity on his face.
If he couldn't muster much interest in dealing with Tie Changkong before, then at this moment, Ye Feng became serious.
He poured the energy in his hand into the destruction knife, and the power of the martial arts exploded, and a piece of fire essence exploded instantly. At the same time, a wave of red fire rolled in front of Ye Feng, and the temperature continued to rise.