Chapter 916: A sword to the west

Since there is no reason to refuse, why does Ye Feng refuse, of course accept!
This is an impressive challenge, one ranked in the top five, one unfathomable, and one move to defeat the challenger!
"There is only one of us who can go on alive. If you are scared now, you can beg for mercy. I can abolish your cultivation base and make you linger."
Tang Xue's voice was like a command, and it was also like a picture of a king's courtier forgiving himself, aloof.
"You are right, only one of us can walk down from here!"
Ye Feng didn't care at all, only cold murderous intent, this Tang Xue wanted his life, because he was afraid he didn't have the qualification.
The elders on the high platform frowned slightly, and both of them were the pride of heaven. If one loses one person, it will be a loss to the inner family.
"Crazy Elder, should we stop it? If we lose one person, it will be a huge loss to the inner family."
Someone said to the mad elder, hoping he could stop it.
"The inner family doesn't need waste!"
The mad elder said very few things, just said a word, the loser is naturally waste, and the inner family does not need waste.
However, this waste refers to Ye Feng or Tang Xue, this is unknown, I am afraid that only the crazy elder himself knows.
This elder could only sigh, and wanted to consult other people's opinions, and they all said that they didn't want to interfere or stop.
The aura of the two of them was getting stronger and stronger, and the aura of the middle stage of Shen Wu's fifth layer radiated from Tang Xue, very terrifying, like the essence of sword intent, rising in the air.
"This Tang blood hides really deep, and it has reached the middle stage of the fifth stage of Shenwu. It seems that Ye Feng is in danger!"
Tang He looked worried. Of course Ye Feng was very happy to be able to enter the inner house, but he was worried about Ye Feng when he saw Tang Xue's displayed strength.
"Don't worry, Ye Feng must be fine!"
Tang Yan's pink fist is tight, and the gap between the two can no longer be described by a gap. Once Ye Feng steps into the inner house, from now on, the gap between them will only grow larger and the distance will grow. The farther.
"Guess, Tang Xue can beat this Ye Feng with a few tricks!"
On the other side, some people began to speculate that Tang Xue could defeat Ye Feng with several moves.
"I guess a trick, there is no measure between the two!"
Someone gave the answer, thinking that Tang Xue could defeat Ye Feng with one move.
"Why see, I think this Ye Feng is not easy!"
Some people hold different opinions. Although Ye Feng is not optimistic, it seems a bit difficult to defeat with one move.
"It's too much to say a trick. In my opinion, relying on Shenwu's five-fold aura can crush him. There is no need to make a move."
The man who spoke just now sneered, thinking that Tang Xue defeated him with one move, and he said too much.
There was a lot of discussion around, but the atmosphere on the ring became more and more tense, and the two of them exuded a strong fighting spirit, and there was a sword aura soaring to the sky.
"So strong sword intent, I feel that these two people must be evenly matched!"
Feeling the sword aura of the two people soaring, many people's senses towards Ye Feng began to change.
However, among these three hundred people, Ye Feng is really optimistic about it. It is estimated that only the Tang family in Huocheng is the only one.
Qu Huo, Tang Lei and others all cast their eyes on the ring.
Tang Lei was slashed by Ye Feng last time, and now he wants to know what Ye Feng's strength is, and the Eye of the Witch can't get it, then he is under the control of the Witch Demon all the time.
Qu Huo had a strange look, as if he wanted to capture something from the two of them, after all, Ye Feng surpassed everyone in the first level.
Tang Xue's powder fist was still tightly squeezed, her small mouth pouted high, she seemed uninterested in such a fight. In her opinion, the gap between the two was too big and it was an unfair challenge.
The other genius disciples looked sideways, all staring at the arena, even the elders on the high platform.
"Huh!"
Tang Xue's long sword came out of its sheath. It was a fish-scale sword with a snake-like body. People who practiced this sword technique must have a strange personality.
The Slaughter Sword appeared quietly, without a sound of being unsheathed, as if it appeared in Ye Feng's hands out of thin air.
The two bodies disappeared in place at the same time, and an unmatched sword light slashed towards Ye Feng in the air. Tang Xue's sword was very fast, incredibly fast.
The fast word sword, I rarely see it now. Tang Xue is one of them. His sharp sword intent almost enveloped Ye Feng’s whole body. Tang Xue was right. Only one of the two of them could walk off the ring alive. .
The sky was full of sword aura, and the sky was dyed red. Although it was near dusk, the setting sun was still like blood, and with a nearly perfect move, many people forgot to breathe.
And at this moment, Ye Feng's arms danced gently, like a breeze, like fallen leaves, sometimes rushing, sometimes roaring, and sword intent evolved into various forms.
There was a gust of wind roaring, the sea was rushing, and various moods formed a weird picture. No one could understand Ye Feng's swordsmanship, like a heavenly sword.
Cut it down with one sword, and all the falsehood disappeared.
"Chang!"
Tang Xue's sword was blocked, and there was only a strong impact, spreading around, otherwise everyone must suspect that the two had not fought at all.
"Swordsmanship is very good, but unfortunately it is still too slow!"
Ye Feng sneered, and a surge of true essence swarmed out, directly shaking Tang Xue away.
"Weng!"
The crowd suddenly boiled, Tang Xue's aggressive offensive, I am afraid that there are only a handful of people present who can follow, but Ye Feng described it lightly and shook Tang Xue away. How could this be possible.
This sudden change shocked everyone, and even some could not believe it.
But the facts were in front of him. With one move, Tang Xue was shaken back, and Ye Feng was still attacking.
Tang Xue's face was gloomy and terrifying. When he touched Ye Feng's long sword just now, he seemed to have encountered a wild beast, which made him uneasy.
Hearing Ye Feng's saying that his swordsmanship was too slow, Tang Xue's complexion was even more ugly. He cultivated the fast word sword, and he was said to be slow. This was a naked insult.
The sound of discussion around is like a tide. This move has changed everyone's view of Ye Feng. It seems that a leapfrog challenge is not impossible, and it will even be staged today.
The same posture is still drawing swordsmanship. No matter which style of Tianxie sword technique is, Ye Feng's starting hand is drawing sword technique, integrating Tianxie sword technique into sword drawing technique.
With a sword just now, it is estimated that no one except the elders on the high platform could clearly see the posture of Ye Feng's sword.
"It's a fast sword and a fierce attack. You can find the weakness of your opponent almost instantly. This sword technique is not weaker than our Tang family's Thousand Chance Sword!"
An elder with a tone of admiration was impressed by Ye Feng just now.
The elder who just asked if the mad elder prevented the challenge once again glanced at the mad elder, and seemed to understand what the mad elder meant by waste, "the inner family doesn't need waste." Could it be Tang Xue?
A trace of violent aura appeared, Tang Xue mobilized all his strength, his body turned into a stream of light, and disappeared in place.
Fast, very fast, almost beyond the speed of light.
Unfortunately, in front of Ye Feng, it was still too slow.
"It's over!"
The sword's edge swept away, and the subtle sword intent appeared, and Ye Feng was able to capture any movement of the opponent's sword.
"laugh!"
When Tang Xue's body appeared in front of Ye Feng, a sound of crisp skin splitting appeared.
Time has fallen into a standstill, like a flying fairy from the sky, Ye Feng almost grasped the magic with a sword.
"Tick, tick!"
Drops of blood dripped from the Sword of Slaughter, Tang Xue's face began to be distorted, his eyes burst, and his face was unwilling.
Feeling a chill in his neck, he knew that he would die today.
"How can there be such a fast sword!"
Every time he said a word, the blood oozing out of Tang Xue's neck increased by a point.
"It's not that my sword is fast, but yours is too slow!"
Ye Feng wiped off the blood on the Sword of Slaughter, as if answering an uncommon thing.
"It's impossible. I practice the fast word sword. How could your sword be faster than mine!"
Tang Xue didn't understand, even to death, his fast word sword was pitiful slowly in front of Ye Feng.
Ye Feng did not explain, and was too lazy to explain, put away the sword, and walked towards the bottom of the ring step by step.
"thump!"
Tang Xue fell slowly. Before he died, he could still see the confusion, hatred, and puzzlement in his eyes...
"Blood!"
Tang Lingfei suddenly yelled, and with a scream of his body, he jumped onto the ring, hugged Tang Xue with both hands, and found that Tang Xue's aura had long been extinct.
"Boy, you actually killed my son!"
Everyone didn't react, and the battle ended like this. Tang Xue died. After Ye Feng's move, his neck was cut off.
Many people shrank their necks. If they were replaced by themselves, could they take the sword of Ye Feng, the result was negative, they couldn't take it.
Ye Feng stopped, turned his head and looked at Tang Lingfei.
"Could it be that he killed me?"
Ye Feng's tone was full of sarcasm and contempt. From the moment they entered the ring, only one of them walked down.
"What are you? My son is a peerless genius. You are just a trash. You dare to kill my son. I want to kill you."
Tang Lingfei seemed to have lost his reason. He placed all his hopes on Tang Xue. As long as Tang Xue stood firm in his inner home, his father could enter the inner home gracefully.
It's a pity that all the dreams broke, Tang Xue died, and he died in Ye Feng's hands.
"I am really nothing, but I survived, he died, who is a waste, do I still need you to tell."
Ye Feng's tone was cold. Since he could kill Tang Xue, he was not afraid of Tang Lingfei.
The words were very shocking. Only a genius who survives will never be remembered by anyone who has died. Perhaps after today, who will remember that there is still a Tang blood.
"You killed my son, I want you to die!"
Tang Lingfei put down Tang Xue's corpse, like a terrifying evil demon, and rushed towards Ye Feng fiercely.
The scene suddenly became chaotic. It was still a challenge just now, and it turned into a melee in an instant, because Tang Tian also appeared.
"Tang Lingfei, if you want to kill Ye Feng, pass me first!"
Tang Tian looked like a big mountain, blocking Tang Lingfei, and the two began to look at each other.
"Enough, Naibi, you guys are fighting and making troubles, how proper are you!"
An elder screamed, but he didn't expect that a big match would cause so many things.