Chapter 1230: Worry VS Night Wind 3

As soon as this sword was released, everyone around couldn't help but exclaim.
"Feng Ling Sword?"
"Why can forget worry?"
A faint light flashed in Yi Hantian's deep eyes, and after regaining his calm expression, he raised a bottle of Su Bai and said, "The ancestors are really generous, and even these artifacts are willing to forget their worries."
Su Baiqi smiled faintly, "Wangyou is the treasure of this seat, naturally the best is given to him."
Yi Hantian looked at the people in the sky, Wu Bo still remained calm, but the expression in his eyes was extremely dark.
As the surrounding elders listened, they suddenly understood that it was extremely important for Su Baiqi to forget his sorrows, and even the artifacts could be given casually.
At this moment, the elders were inexplicably envy, and at the same time they also had more ideas about forgetting worry.
The Fifth Elder looked at Wang worry, and there was a slight smile in his eyes, even faintly visible, with a hint of determination to win.
Some people in the audience can't tell if they are envious or jealous.
Ye Feng also appeared shocked on his face, but his mind turned into jealousy in the next second. At the same time, even more vigorously swing the sword!
Bang! The two powerful forces collided, Ye Feng's face changed slightly, and a burst of blood surged in his heart.
Forgetting worry, the wrist turned, the long sword swung again, "Shocking!"
boom! Since the Phoenix Spirit Sword emits powerful spiritual energy, the light of gold and silver looks good, but it gives people a great sense of oppression.
Ye Feng was shocked at this moment, and at the same time, the spiritual power of his body soared, and he was struggling to block the worry!
Bang bang bang!
boom……
After the powerful attack force collided, a person fell in midair and hit the ground heavily. The flames on the ring had been removed, but the floor was still hot like a fire.
"what!!!"
Suddenly, there was a howl like a pig in the competition ground, which also made people obviously painful.
Wangyou flashed to the arena, but stood calmly on the arena as usual, and said in a light tone: "Is it that hot?"
Yefeng jumped to his feet, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. He was hit directly on the ground by the blow he had just hit. Without any defense, he was scalded.
Those disciples were also unbelievable, "I really didn't expect Senior Brother Ye to be able to hold it? So, is Wangyou even more powerful?"
"Who knows, you don't even look at people's artifacts."
On the ring, Ye Feng was so angry that he said coldly: "Huh! What kind of skill is using a magical tool!"
Wangyou smiled faintly: "My master gave me it, and I use it upright, why not? Or, you also let your master give you a magic weapon?"
Hearing this, Ye Feng choked immediately. If his master had it, I am afraid it would not be given to him!
The ice arrow in his hand clenched tightly, his face darkened a bit, "You won't be proud of it for long!" The spiritual power on his body exploded again.
Continually waving towards Wangyou, a few silver ice blades hit straight out.
The Wangyou defense opened, and a defensive barrier appeared around him instantly, blocking it. Inside the barrier, he took the Feng Ling Sword away in a hurry, his hands were empty again, and his fingers flew.
Boom... Numerous cones of ice appeared instantly around the night wind, and at the same time the ground began to shake, making it difficult for people to stand firm.
With a leap, Ye Feng flew towards the sky again, waving his hand lightly. "Shoot."
The sky was like rain in an instant, swishing down countless ice cones, all targets were night winds.
Ye Feng immediately swung his sword to resist, and at the same time the defense also opened.
Wangyou's figure moved, and the next second he disappeared and appeared beside him, "Do you need me to help you?"