Nine Stars Killer Chapter 187: 1 punch

As the real Hunyuan announced the start of the game, everyone stood up and walked towards the sign cage. Ye Feng didn't worry, watching one by one draw out a bamboo stick. {First release}

When there was not much left, Ye Feng walked up and took out a bamboo stick from the lottery cage, with a series of numbers written on it, five hundred. In other words, Ye Feng would not play until the fifth round.

For the time being, I don't know who the opponent is, Ye Feng can only wait quietly. One hundred arena suddenly light up. Someone has fallen in the first ring, and then the second ring is lit up, and some people fall on it.

In just a few breaths, 100 arena were all lit up, and there were two hundred disciples appearing together, ranking No. 1 to No. 100.

"Look there, there were three Inner Sect Masters in the first round, what's the matter."

Ye Feng also looked at his eyes. One of them, Ye Feng, had even seen him, and the others in Xiuluotang had never seen him.

But from the mouths of these disciples, Ye Feng quickly learned that the other big brothers at the entrance of the hall were the mad knives on the 7th ring, and Ye Wuyou from the Wukuiyuan on the 20th ring. On Guiming, in the first round there were three big brothers who appeared together.

Among the three, Ye Feng is the most attracted to this ghost, whose strength is unfathomable. Compared with the original blood demon battlefield, his aura is even more sophisticated, especially the long sword in his hand. When he shot, the opponent began to tremble.

The battle started instantly, and there were high-ranking academies looking at them. They were struggling to get a good ranking. More importantly, the top sixty will have the opportunity to go to the fantasy world. How many disciples dream of wanting to enter.

"Boom boom boom!"

It's just a few breaths, and several people have been knocked out of the ring by others.

Ye Feng's eyes fell firmly on Guiming, seeing his sword unsheathed, and the opponent fell directly under the ring, completely unable to see what martial arts he was using.

"Unexpectedly, Brother Guiming's swordsmanship is even more superb. His fast word swordsmanship has reached the point of perfection."

Some people started to admire, and they seemed to know Gui Ming's sword skills very well.

"In the inner door, talking about Kuaijian, only the ghost of Zhongtian can be longer and shorter with Guiming when he is sad. The swordsmanship of the two people is the same, and they all use the word Kuai as the head. Test."

After the battle, someone started to make a summary.

Crazy Knife on the seventh ring and Ye Wuyou on the twentieth ring defeated the opponent with one move and successfully advanced.

This time there are 3,000 disciples participating in the Inner Sect Tournament. On the first day, more than half will be eliminated, and the rest will continue to compete tomorrow, until the last more than one hundred people will be qualified after 60 candidates are selected. Enter the illusion.

The battle is not carried out casually. There is a time limit. Each battle can not exceed half an hour. If half an hour cannot tell the victory or defeat, the strength and strength of the attack shall be the criterion.

For example, if the strengths of the two sides are almost the same, A attacks B with five palms and three palms hits, while B hits A with three palms and one palm hits, so that A can win, just to save time, otherwise nothing Limiting the fighting will not end for three days.

The first round ended very quickly, and it was only a stick of incense time, and the winners were quickly divided. Those disciples who were eliminated in the first round looked decadent, especially those who met the various seniors. My disciple, he still mumbled when he left, why did he meet them in the first round.

The second round started very quickly. This time there were no bright spots. The winner was quickly divided. The longest battle lasted for half an hour, and finally the victory was judged by attack power.

The third round, the fourth round, by the time of the fifth round, 400 people have been eliminated.

Ye Feng was the number five hundred, the last player in the fifth round. At the end of the first four rounds, Xuan Yuanyuan was eliminated by seventy people. Only three of them managed to pass. It seems that Xuan Yuanyuan's strength is indeed at the bottom of Tianling Academy.

It can be seen now that Yi Zhongtian, ranked first, won a complete victory without losing. In the second Tianxing Academy, only five disciples were eliminated, and the third Wenxing Academy was eliminated with only ten disciples. .

In some other halls, more than ten people were eliminated, and dozens of people were eliminated. Only Xuanyuanyuan eliminated the most. Even the formation after Xuanyuanyuan ranked last year, this time it was very eye-catching performance, and some formation geniuses , Use the array method to win again and again.

"It seems that Xuan Yuanyuan is destined to be at the end this year!"

After the four rounds, someone has already given the answer. Looking at the performance of the array view, it may even hit the top five, and the performance of Xuan Yuanyuan in the first four rounds did not have any bright spots.

With a leap, Ye Feng slowly descended from the high platform using the phantom body technique. The body technique is very elegant, unlike some disciples who are very rough, and can make a dull sound when they fall on the ring.

Like a strand of fluffy catkins, without any weight, Ye Feng's body fell so lightly when he wanted to ride the wind, causing many people to exclaim.

"What a profound physical and martial arts!"

Some girls began to cheer for Ye Feng, with small stars in their eyes. Ye Feng's elegant body and handsome face immediately conquered some girls.

"It's just a show off, and competition doesn't win by relying on physical skills."

Someone refused to accept and started booing, thinking that Ye Feng was showing off.

A figure was already standing on the 100th ring, watching Ye Feng slowly fall, his eyes showing contempt.

"You can't win by relying on physical strength, I advise you to go back obediently!"

The man was two meters tall and very burly. He didn't seem to know Ye Feng. The moment Ye Feng fell, he smirked.

"You only know when you compare it!"

Ye Feng said coldly.

"I don't know whether to live or die, since you refuse to admit defeat, then I will throw you out to let you know how powerful I am a mad cow in the Western Regions."

The man reported to himself that his body was indeed like a mad cow. It was too burly. The explosive force seemed to burst his clothes.

"It's a mad cow of the Western Regions, this kid is dangerous."

In the middle area, I can see everything on the ring clearly. Hearing the burly man reported his name, some people started to regret Ye Feng. It was really wrong to encounter a mad cow in the first round.

Ye Feng sneered, did not speak, and looked at his opponent quietly, without even showing his momentum.

"Boy, you look like a new disciple, don't blame my crazy cow for not giving you a chance, I will let you do something, you can do it first!"

The mad cow was really mad, stretched out a finger and shook it towards Ye Feng, letting Ye Feng take the first shot.

"If this is the case, then I will be welcome!"

Ye Feng didn't bother to talk with him. Although Mad Cow's strength was very good, he was infinitely close to the Earth Martial Realm, but in Ye Feng's eyes, he was still an ant-like character.

A bullet of the body, like a cannonball, rushed forward fiercely, just a punch, even Ye Feng didn't use the true energy, relying on the power of the flesh, like a beast, slammed into it.

Unmatched power penetrates the air. Even though it lacks the blessing of true energy, Ye Feng still has hundreds of flying dragons, which is terrifying.

The arm resembles a golden dragon, and it emits bursts of dragons, followed by a vast underworld. Ye Feng has the essence and blood of the **** Shura in his body. This is the ancestor of the demons. In ancient times, the demons were The leader, they are the most talented race, they can evolve by swallowing their essence and blood, which is much faster than human cultivation.

The mad bull of the Western Regions narrowed his eyes. He didn't seem to have thought that Ye Feng's power was so powerful, and he began to regret a little. Why did he let a move be too late for his thoughts, so he raised his fist and fought back.

"Hush..."

There were booing noises from all around. Just now the Western Region Mad Bull wanted Ye Feng to make a move. Many people heard it clearly, and now they violated their promise and made a bold move.

At the moment Ye Feng took the shot, many experts in the middle area looked over. Hongyue sat in the first row, still wearing a veil, unable to see his true face, and glanced at Ye Feng.

Guardian Gao sat next to her, and his eyes fell on Ye Feng, wanting to see how Ye Feng defeated his opponent.

The arena is huge. Each arena is the size of a hundred square meters, which is suitable for fighting. The distance between the two is only ten meters away, and they immediately rushed together.

"Boom!"

As if a bomb exploded between the two of them, a rushing weather wave appeared, setting off a gust of wind, blowing a figure into the air, and tossed it fiercely, as if a kite was cut off by someone, unable to control it The direction of the kite.

"Crack!"

At the moment the human body flew up, there was a clicking sound from inside his body, it was a bone crack.

"Puff!"

The matter is far from over. Next comes a burst of blood. The ring is made of high-grade bluestone. It is several times harder than ordinary bluestone. Even if it is cut by a sword, it cannot be broken. This kind of bluestone Even harder than ordinary metals.

The blood was spilled on the bluestone, and it was absorbed in an instant without a trace. This kind of bluestone is very peculiar and can absorb some things so as to avoid cleaning the battlefield.

"Boom!"

After a breath, the figure fell out of the ring and landed on the ground with an extremely dull sound. The body was pressed tightly to the ground. The referee walked over to check and found that he was lying on the ground. People have passed out in a coma~IndoMTL.com~ In this round, Ye Fengsheng! "

Each disciple has a token around his waist, with his or her name engraved on it, and the referee will soon announce the result.

Although Ye Feng's name has a certain reputation in the inner door, some people still don't know it very well, especially those disciples who have only come back this time, it is basically vague.

Seeing Ye Feng's punch to solve his opponent, Yang Hua nodded in satisfaction. Ye Feng saw that he wanted to go down the domineering route. This was his style.

In the fifth round, Ye Feng was the first to end his opponent and returned to his area. The four Kou Chenlong immediately came up to congratulate.

Time is passing fast, in a blink of an eye, the sixth round, the seventh round, and the eighth round ended respectively. In the eighth round, Qi Ruomei appeared on the stage. His opponent saw that he was the master sister of the Black and White Hall and gave up. .

Until the afternoon, the fifteen rounds of the competition ended and a total of 1,500 people were eliminated. Only about a hundred people were left on the Xuan courtyard.