Chapter 112

Whew!

Cang Haoyun's figure moved, and the whole person seemed to be a sharp sword with a scabbard, and quickly swept away at Ye Feng.

In the blink of an eye, the distance between the two shortened to five steps.

"Miso!"

Until this time, Cang Haoyun just pulled out his sword. As soon as the sword was out of its sheath, the twisted sword light seemed slow, fast, up and down, like a nightmare. People couldn't tell which point to attack.

Wu Yan, who was watching the war on the stage, turned white.

Just now, he was defeated by Cang Haoyun's sword. Against Cang Haoyun, the feeling of being powerless and at a loss left him fresh in his memory and imprinted in the depths of his mind.

Qiang!

Under the tense and excited eyes of the people, Ye Feng also moved.

His movements were very strange, and the short iron bar he held was even more incredible. He pushed forward horizontally. This push seemed like a wild horse flying in the sky and brought up the wind.

Bang!

For some reason, Cang Haoyun's sword was blocked by Ye Feng's seemingly random push.

"Hmm? Blocked?"

There was a cry of surprise around, and even Cang Haoyun felt a jump in his heart.

How?

How can you be so easily resisted by the other party when you use your own sword? And look at the short iron stick in his hand, which collided with his spirit tool cangyun sword, and was not cut off by a sword.

Even the strength uploaded from the iron bar makes his chest stagnate and feel stuffy?

Cang Haoyun was slightly surprised.

The first sword returns without success. The second sword must suppress the boy opposite, and then the third sword wins with one sword, without losing its title of "no more than three swords".

To his surprise, Ye Feng took the lead in launching a counterattack.

"Fire in July!"

A move in the "flame knife" came out.

It's a top-grade Sabre technique on the Xuan level. Its power is not weak. A stunning black light penetrates from the void and cuts down from top to bottom. It's like a meteor falling to the ground. It's very fast and straight to Cang Haoyun's chest.

Cang Haoyun stepped back and pulled up sword flowers in his hand, trying to regain the initiative.

Ye Feng's eyes were sharp and his wrist turned. After the outbreak of "July Liuhuo", the fierce wind spread out one after another and spread towards canghao cloud.

The oncoming shadow of the staff gives Cang Haoyun the feeling that it is like a mountain, with overlapping mountains and rolling layers.

On the one hand, it's because the blade technique is of high grade. On the other hand, it's because ye Feng has great power and the stick is heavy. Each stick shadow contains tens of thousands of kilograms of explosion. When the "flame knife" was first displayed, it finally showed its powerful power with the mysterious heavy iron stick in Ye Feng's hand.

At this moment, Cang Haoyun restrained his contempt, stood up with a dignified look and shot down with a sword.

Card wipe! Card wipe! Card wipe

The sword light and the staff shadow touch each other, and the light is fragmented.

Two people unexpectedly have the trend of equal strength. No one can win who!

This series of lightning and flint like actions stunned the people watching the war around. No one expected that a martial artist who knew the Ming Dynasty could fight Cang Haoyun so fiercely.

Isn't Cang Haoyun known as "no more than three swords"?

But just a moment later, he sent out more than three swords, ten swords and twenty swords.

"What a thrilling duel. You see, every sword sent by Cang Haoyun is so dangerous that people don't have time to respond."

"The boy opposite him was also good. He blocked the first sword and launched a counterattack first."

"If you dare to challenge the Yellow list master, you must have some confidence."

"But I think he is dangerous. If he is defeated by Cang Haoyun's three swords and doesn't lose Cang Haoyun's face, people may show mercy and spare him his life. But now Cang Haoyun has made a real fire, the boy is either dead or disabled. It's a pity."

"Yes, it is said that Cang Haoyun has understood the 'seven swords of protecting the sect' of the Chaoyuan sect to the fourth sword. One sword broke out, enough to defeat three peers. He hasn't displayed it yet."

People around talked again and still didn't think much of Ye Feng.

As soon as his body floated back, Cang Haoyun gently fell to the ground and solemnly looked at Ye Feng in the distance, "I admit that you are qualified to let me go all out. Next, Cang let you see my real strength."

He took one step forward, burst out a sharp air flow all over him, and rushed at Ye Feng like a mountain and a sea.

At the same time, the body of the sword lit slowly, and the whole spirit sword gathered a lot of heaven and earth vitality, making the sword complicated and confusing.

"Unified spirit!"

This time, Cang Haoyun didn't keep his hand.

He knew that the three swords in front of the "seven swords for protecting the sect" of Chaoyuan sect could not be changed. Only when he understood the strongest sword potential and the "unified Qi" of the fourth sword, could he be sure to defeat the other party without any resistance.

The bright sword shadow catches people's eyes, and the sword light comes with the fluctuation of vitality.

This sword is really powerful.

Ye Feng took a step back and his eyes closed slightly. When he opened them again, there was a sense of awe in his eyes.

"Qian Yuan Qi Jin!"

He flew up and pointed forward with the index finger of his left hand.

Boom!

The wind and clouds surged on the platform.

The black staff shadow and the white sword light were matched. The black and white lights scattered, and the vitality of heaven and earth gathered by canghao clouds dissipated one after another.

The fourth sword in the "seven swords for protecting the clan" of the Chaoyuan sect, and the "unified spirit" still failed to achieve practical results.

But in the index finger pointed out by Ye Feng's left hand, a wisp of finger wind pierced the void like a bright light and flashed past canghaoyun.

The next moment.

The whole challenge platform returned to silence.

Cang Haoyun stood still with a pale face.

On the ground next to his side, there was a hole with the thickness of his finger. He was dark and didn't know how deep it was.

Just now, he felt that death was very close to him. Only he knew that Ye Feng was merciful.

If it weren't for the last moment, Ye Feng deliberately deviated from the attack track of "Qianyuan Qi strength", this crazy and mysterious Qi strength can definitely smash his throat.

After a short silence, Cang Haoyun took a deep breath and looked at Ye Feng with a trace of respect and gratitude.

"I lost."

He said with a bitter smile, then opened his lips and said four words to Ye Feng: "thank you... Show mercy!"

Admit defeat!

These words are like boulders falling into a calm lake, causing an uproar.

"What? Cang Haoyun conceded defeat!" the crowd made a startling cry. Everyone's voice trembled and their eyes showed incredible. They could hardly believe their ears.

Huang Bang's master, Cang Haoyun, who is known as "no more than three swords", actually admitted defeat?

Looks like they didn't hurt him much, did they? There is still the power of World War I. Why did he admit defeat?

What's going on today? The sun is out in the West.

The martial artist of Tongming defeated Cang Haoyun of Huang Bang 63?

There was a long-standing commotion in the crowd, but the figure of Cang Haoyun left the stage quietly and soon left the arena.