Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Zhu Shuanghua once beat a prince of a county who had spoken a few more words with Tang chuxue in the famous Liuyuan of the powerful country, and even asked the latter to withdraw directly from the martial arts house. His domineering and covetous attitude towards Tang chuxue was remembered by all martial artists in the capital.

Now seeing the scene above the challenge arena, the eyes of these guys who have enemies with Ye Feng burst into light.

Tie Changkong failed, but Zhu Shuanghua will never fail.

After all, one is only a third-class student in the inner government, while Zhu Shuanghua is a genuine elite. They are not at the same level at all.

Ye Feng is so hard to deal with tie Changkong. How can he deal with Zhu Shuanghua, who is more powerful?

If ye Feng bowed his head and was soft, their plot might not succeed, but Ye Feng's answer could be regarded as a model of arrogance and arrogance, which aroused Zhu Shuanghua's anger. It seems that this time, Mo Yixiao and tie Hualong are expected to take revenge.

Originally, as long as we fought again, we could decide three places. We joined Zhu Shuanghua and one more. We can only continue to draw lots to decide our opponents in the next round.

Seven people, two against two, there must be a lucky one, this round is empty.

Ye Feng's luck is not very good. Of course, he can't be said to be bad. He doesn't have a round of empty space, but his opponent is Qi Yuankai, a student in the martial arts house.

When they got on the stage, Qi Yuankai was different from tie Changkong. He had no entanglement with Ye Feng before. Facing Ye Feng, an opponent with the title of elite, he naturally had some fear in his heart.

Originally, even if his strength was not strong, it was worse than iron sky. In addition, he was suppressed by Ye Feng. The result of this challenge can be imagined.

After about a incense stick, Qi Yuankai was hit by Ye Feng, and the challenge ended.

Ye Feng's winning can be said to be relatively easy.

But in the No. 1 challenge arena next to Mo Qingfeng, he was more relaxed than Ye Feng. With only three swords, he defeated long Chen, the son of the dragon family, and promoted smoothly.

On the No. 2 challenge arena, Zhu Shuanghua fought Feng Ye.

As the seventh elite of the Wu family, Zhu Shuanghua's strength is obvious, and he joined out of thin air. He didn't consume his spirit before, so he has the upper hand.

However, Feng Ye, one of the subordinate prefectures, has an invisible tenacity. He fought with Zhu Shuanghua for several times on the challenge stage. Although he did not occupy an advantage, he did not fall behind.

Now the challenge of the first and third challenge arena is over, and almost everyone's attention is focused on the two people here.

There was a lot of noise around, all talking.

"It's really not easy for Feng Ye to support Zhu Shuanghua for so long! Do you think he will lose?"

"I think so. Zhu Shuanghua is too powerful. He is the seventh elite of the Wu family. He is born eight times. He can abuse any inner family student and fight him. Feng Ye is unlucky."

"Look, maybe Feng Ye will take the initiative to admit defeat soon..."

“……”

Hearing the whispering voice from the crowd, Ye Feng looked at Feng Ye and shook his head slowly.

If Zhu Shuanghua really wants to embarrass himself, it will be good for him to let Feng Ye consume more of his energy and mind at the moment.

You can even use Feng Ye's attack to make yourself see some of Zhu Shuanghua's means.

Ye Feng is not afraid of Zhu Shuanghua, but since he has such an opportunity, he naturally needs to grasp it better.

Feng Ye's eyes are full of war. Such a person is essentially similar to himself. Even if he dies, he will not be soft.

How is it possible to make him admit defeat?

The two people on the stage are surging. You come and I go.

Every shot carries the turbulent vitality.

Zhu Shuanghua's mouth was lifted, and a light black fog surged on his body. Driven by his yuan force, the fog became turbulent. For a moment, it turned into a black dragon, but for a moment, it turned into a giant shadow. Controlled by his mind, it sent out a cold and incomparable evil spirit, making him go up and send out a strong evil smell.

"Black ice and evil spirit!"

Some people who know Zhu Shuanghua read these words.

Xuanbing black evil Qi is one of the unique skills of the Wu family in the Western Tang Dynasty. The grade has reached the ground level. Only the elite of the Wu family are qualified to practice.

This strange yuan force can be transformed into any shape, unpredictable and very powerful with the help of the increase of heaven and earth yuan Qi power.

The black Qi is like a dragon, attacking Feng Ye.

Before approaching each other's body, there is a cold breath, as if to freeze the whole world.

The surrounding martial arts spectators felt this scene and their bodies could not help shaking.

Feng Ye's figure on the stage retreated rapidly. His cultivation was not as good as Zhu Shuanghua, and his martial arts were even worse. However, somehow, Feng Ye's thin and steep figure could always swim freely in the black air.

"The beacon fire has no pulse!"

Flying up, the figure soared to the sky, but the weapon in his hand was a thin and long black sword. A long thread of fire red came out of the sword, dividing the black air in front of him into two pieces.

The dark thin sword slowly turned red, releasing surging heat.

Seeing this scene, Ye Feng nodded secretly: "Zhu Shuanghua's Wu pulse belongs to the Yin cold attribute, but Feng Ye, like himself, belongs to the fire attribute, which happens to have natural restraint against the Yin cold attribute."

If you were yourself, you would also be superior in martial vein.

"Huh?"

Seeing that his evil spirit was restrained by the other party, Zhu Shuanghua frowned slightly, but there was no big reaction on his face. What if Wu Mai was restrained.

Everything depends on strength.

The spirit of the black evil spirit swirled in the air like a huge wind tunnel. Those who swept it could turn over at any time. In Zhu Shuanghua's hand, there was an extra sharp sword.

"I'd like to see if your fire attribute is powerful or my dark ice attribute is stronger."

Stepping over the challenge arena, Zhu Shuanghua overlooks the four sides, and Sen Leng's killing intention blooms.

On the whole challenge stage, there are flames on one side and cold wind on the other.

Formed a very strange two sides.

Feng Ye's whole body was shrouded in a fiery red. His expression was firm, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he had a bold and resolute expression.

At this moment, Zhu Shuanghua, who was floating in the air, burst into a drink. The sword in his hand sent out a cold sword meaning, pierced the void and waved it down to Feng Ye.

"Heartless fire!"

Feng Ye danced the black thin sword. A line of fire also shot out of the sword body. He hissed and stopped the attack of the frozen sword.

They both fell to the ground at the same time.

Everyone was stunned. No one expected that Feng Ye, who was born in a subordinate County, should be so powerful and give full play to the strength of fighting with the elite of the martial arts house.

On the high platform, Prince Qi and several other big people were also slightly moved.