Three moves, really just three moves, Su Yafeng lost to Ye Feng.
Although Su Yafeng only drew his sword once from beginning to end, everyone knew that even if Su Yafeng still had a backhand, he was still defeated the moment the sword tip pointed at his throat.
Looking at Su Yafeng, whose face was as pale as paper, many Li Shui Sword Sect disciples all shouted loudly, their faces turned red and their voices became hysterical.
On one side of the excited crowd, Mei Ting squinted her eyes and looked at Ye Feng and the Thunder Soul Chasing Sword in his hand, with a look of understanding on her face.
Only now did she understand the reason why Ye Feng didn't cooperate with him. With Ye Feng's current strength, he really didn't need to cooperate with anyone.
Opposite Ye Feng, Su Yafeng's body was trembling slightly, and large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead because of embarrassment.
He knew that Ye Feng used tricks in the battle, but even so, he was still convinced.
This is a competition, not a life and death fight. If it were a fight to the death, Su Yafeng believed that the sword in Ye Feng's hand would have pierced his throat long ago.
"I give up. Just wait here for a moment. I'll send someone to bring you the token we found right away." Su Yafeng said in a hoarse voice.
After saying this, he took out a bamboo whistle from his sleeve and put it into his mouth, blowing hard.
After half a cup of tea, a sharp whistle and the sound of rapid footsteps also came from the distant dense forest.
The remaining disciples of the Fantasy Sword Sect all hurriedly jumped out of the dense forest.
Seeing Ye Feng standing in front of Su Yafeng, many Fantasy Sword Sect disciples pulled out their long swords.
They were about to attack Ye Feng, but were stopped by Su Yafeng.
"Stop it, everyone." Su Yafeng roared majestically.
After stopping everyone's movements, Su Yafeng came to an extremely fair-looking disciple of the Fantasy Sword Sect.
Looking guiltily at the disciple in front of him, Su Yafeng said: "Qingyuan, give all the tokens we collected to Ye Feng."
The Huanjian Sect disciple whom Su Yafeng calls Qingyuan, whose full name is Li Qingyuan, is a master among the new disciples of the Huanjian Sect, second only to Su Yafeng in strength.
In addition to his super strength, he also has an extremely high IQ. This time, all the disciples of the Fantasy Sword Sect will be commanded by him alone.
"Failed?" Li Qingyuan looked at Su Yafeng and asked.
Seeing Su Yafeng lowering his head, he sighed and whispered: "Brother, I have long said that Ye Feng can kill all the disciples of the Transformation Sect, and you are definitely no match for him. But you..."
Li Qingyuan did not say any more, but took out a buffalo leather belt from the bag behind his back.
This belt contains the forty-five tokens that the disciples of the Fantasy Sword Sect obtained during this trial. Now, what Li Qingyuan has to do is to admit defeat and hand the tokens to Ye Feng.
Carrying the leather bag and walking up to Ye Feng, Li Qingyuan stared at Ye Feng for a long time.
"You won, you are the biggest winner in this trial." Li Qingyuan said calmly. After saying this, he put the leather bag into Ye Feng's hand, turned around and walked out of the trial ground without looking back.
"Why are you still standing there? Do you think the Yinguang Snow Mountain with its harsh climate is a resort?" Li Qingyuan shouted loudly.
After his words fell, the stunned Huanjian Sect disciples all turned red, then lowered their heads and followed Li Qingyuan's pace in embarrassment.
Behind many Fantasy Sword Sect disciples, Su Yafeng glanced deeply at Ye Feng.
Seeing that Ye Feng's face remained calm, he opened his mouth but did not say anything.
Failure is failure. People like Su Yafeng will never make excuses for failure.
Although he didn't speak, everyone could feel the unyielding and fierce fighting spirit from his eyes.
As a swordsman, it is not terrible to be defeated. What is terrible is to lose the will to fight. Su Yafeng, the number one genius of the Yin Shang Kingdom, the most indispensable thing in his body is his perseverance and unyielding will.
After the disciples of the Fantasy Sword Sect left, Mei Ting walked up to Ye Feng.
Looking at Ye Feng's tall figure and cold appearance, Mei Ting's face turned red.
"Senior Brother Ye, in fact, I asked my fellow students to leave the Silver Snow Mountain a long time ago. I have twelve tokens here, which I will hand over to you." After saying that, Mei Ting took out a pink cloth bag from her waist and placed it in the palm of Ye Feng's hand.
In the blink of an eye, Mei Ting also left the trial field, leaving Ye Feng alone in the huge trial field.
Seeing everyone leaving, everyone in Longwen couldn't help but gather around them at the same time.
At this moment, they looked at Ye Feng with not only admiration, but also enthusiasm.
In their eyes, Ye Feng standing there was like a majestic and towering mountain. Standing face to face with Ye Feng, they could only look up.
At the foot of the Silver Snow Mountain, inside the four major sects’ quarters.
The elders of the four major sects, as usual, stood in the open space in the center of the station, looking into the distance.
When they noticed someone coming from the direction of Silver Light Snow Mountain, the elders of the four major sects couldn't help being stunned at the same time.
Zhang Chaoyang, the elder of the Transformation Sect, had sharp eyes and saw at a glance that the person coming out of the Silver Snow Mountain was a female disciple of the Huajian Sect.
He turned his gaze to the elder of the Huajian Sect and said viciously: "Let me just say, a loser will always be a loser. Look, the last one in previous years is the first to come out of the trial field again."
Zhang Chaoyang's words made the two elders of Huajian Sect suddenly look cold.
They wanted to have a fit, but when they thought of Zhang Chaoyang's strength, they held back the words that came to their lips.
The Huajian Sect's strength is not as good as the Transformation Sect's, its swordsmanship is not as good as the Transformation Sect's, and even the strength of the elders cannot be compared with the Transformation Sect's elders.
The two elders of Huajian Sect knew that at this moment, even if they resisted, they would only bring humiliation to themselves.
Many Huajian Sect disciples withdrew from Silver Light Snow Mountain early, which meant that they gave up on this trial.
After returning to the camp, the elders of the Huajian Sect immediately came forward to greet them. They were stunned when they realized that Mei Ting was missing from the crowd.
"Where is your captain?" the elder of Huajian Sect asked.
Facing the furious elder, all the disciples of the Huajian Sect were so frightened that they fell into silence.
Li Xia plucked up the courage to come to the elder and whispered: "Elder, Senior Sister Mei Ting has gone to look for Ye Feng."
"Looking for Ye Feng?" The furious elder was stunned for a moment.
Seeing that the elder still didn't seem to understand what she meant, Li Xia whispered: "Elder, Ye Feng of the Li Shui Sword Sect killed all the disciples of the Transformation Sect."
"Kill them all...kill them all..." The elder's tone suddenly stuttered.
Because he shouted out in surprise, all the elders from the other three sects behind him heard his shout.
Hearing the shouts of the Huajian Sect elders, everyone's expressions changed, and all their eyes were immediately focused on Zhang Chaoyang, the elder of the Transformation Sect.
"Hehe...hehe..." Seeing everyone's gazes, Zhang Chaoyang, who didn't understand what he was talking about, let out a sinister laugh.
He turned back and glanced coldly at the pale-faced Li Yuanhang and Chen Ling, his eyes full of ridicule: "Let me just say, some people are always so unlucky. It seems that this time, a certain sect has...
I want only the elders to go back."
Zhang Chaoyang's words made Li Yuanhang and Chen Ling turn blue and white.
They wanted to ask the elders of Huajian Sect who were all killed, but suddenly found that the elders of Huajian Sect had led many disciples into the tent where their sect was located.
Many elders stared at the Silver Snow Mountain with full doubts.
About an hour later, everyone saw a group of people walking out of the Silver Snow Mountain again.
When the elder of the Huanjian Sect saw that these people were disciples of his sect, he looked nervous and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief.
Liu Qingting, the elder of the Huanjian Sect, took a rough inventory of the Huanjian Sect disciples and after confirming that no one was injured, he breathed a sigh of relief and nodded to the great elder of the Huanjian Sect who was presiding over this trial.
"It seems that the disciples of the Huanjian Sect are fine. The only ones left are our Huanying Sect and the Lishuijian Sect. Elder Li, I'm really sorry. I'm afraid you will lose again this time." After seeing the disciples of the Huanjian Sect,
Zhang Chaoyang still didn't feel anything was wrong.
After the Huanjian Sect elder Liu Qingting brought many disciples into the tent, in the open space of the entire square, only the Huanjian Sect elder who presided over the trial, and two Huanying Sect elders including Li Yuanhang, Chen Ling, and Zhang Chaoyang were left.
Seeing that Li Yuanhang and Chen Ling still refused to leave this place, Zhang Chaoyang couldn't help but sneer: "Some people don't know what to do, and they are still waiting here. Are you all deaf? No one heard the little girl from Huajianmen
I mean, one sect’s entire army was wiped out.”
Zhang Chaoyang's teasing made Li Yuanhang and Chen Ling angry. Although they wanted to tear Zhang Chaoyang into pieces, when they thought about the safety of the sect disciples, they both remained silent.
The two people's eyes were fixed on the direction of the Silver Snow Mountain. When they found someone walking down the mountain again, their palms couldn't help but sweat.
Closer, closer.
In the blink of an eye, the person arrived thousands of meters away.
Seeing the person walking in the front, wearing the silver-white uniform of a disciple of the Transformation Sect, Zhang Chaoyang roared excitedly, while Li Yuanhang and Chen Ling all trembled several times.
"Failed, are you defeated like this?" For a moment, the two elders of Li Shui Sword Sect felt that the sky was about to fall. If it weren't for a strong force of vitality that kept them standing where they were, they would have fallen to the ground.
land.
In the blink of an eye, the people in the distance were less than 800 meters away.
The closer the distance, the more strange Zhang Chaoyang felt.
The disciples of the Transformation Sect were all wearing uniform silver-white clothes, but now, among the returning team, only the leader was wearing the uniform of a disciple of the Transformation Sect.
"This..." Zhang Chaoyang looked suspiciously at the other Apparition Sect elder beside him, and found that the other elder was also shaking his head, and he couldn't help but feel an ominous premonition in his heart.
Suddenly, his eyes focused on Ye Feng, who was walking in the front. After seeing Ye Feng's face clearly, he felt his breath surge up, and his vitality rushed towards his head uncontrollably.
"Impossible, impossible, how could anyone from Lishui Sword Sect come out alive?" Zhang Chaoyang shouted loudly.
His shouts alarmed Li Yuanhang and Chen Ling. The two elders focused their gazes on the people coming from afar, and their faces turned red with excitement.
"Ye Feng, that's Ye Feng. Ye Feng is back with the disciples of Li Shui Sword Sect." Li Yuanhang roared loudly in his heart. At this moment, he could no longer suppress his excitement, and two lines of crystal tears flowed from his eyes.