Nine figures approached Ye Feng together, and nine golden swords stabbed towards Ye Feng from all sides.The eyes of the monks all around them widened at the sight.There are monks who are worried about Ye Feng.Some monks thought that Ye Feng was dead.But.Ye Feng casually stretched out two fingers, clamped forward, and clamped a golden sword!
The other eight figures flashed past Ye Feng and disappeared.Only a figure stayed in front of Ye Feng, his face was terrified, and he maintained the posture of stabbing out with a sword!
And his sword has been caught between Ye Feng's two fingers!
The audience was silent."
Clamp ......
Clipped?
With two fingers?!
”"Oh my God, it can't be true!""
Hell!"
After a moment of "......", the scene of dead silence boiled.The face is extremely ugly.The nine-star sword technique he had worked so hard to cultivate was actually easily cracked with two fingers!
Moreover, he wanted to draw back the golden sword, but he couldn't draw it back!
It was as if it was not two fingers that held the golden sword, but an iron tong.This......
Mom Gobi!!
Ye Feng sneered, twisted the two fingers that held the golden sword, and with a touch, the golden sword broke."
What?"
His eyes were about to pop out, and he exclaimed.You must know that his golden sword belongs to human soldiers, and it has been refined with essence blood, although it has not reached the level of an immortal weapon, but it is almost there!
However, it was actually twisted off by two fingers!
This soldier is too cheap, isn't it?
No!
It's Ye Feng who is too strong!
Just when he was surprised, Ye Feng's figure moved, and suddenly appeared in front of him, and before he could react, Ye Feng kicked him in the stomach.Boom.It was like a cannonball flying out of the arena upside down, and then slammed into the crowd, fainting on the spot.The surroundings were dead and then boiling."
I can't believe it, *** will lose like this!""
Nima, that guy is not a waste, he's a master!""......"
Many monks were surprised.However, there was no change in Murong Zhantian's face!
Because, he can also kick and fly, and he can do it more neatly than Ye Feng.fainted to death and lost his combat effectiveness, so Ye Feng won the seventh game.The total points of the Temple of Eternal Beings reached 8 points, narrowing the distance between it and the Thousand Machines Alliance.The eighth game begins.Ye Feng fought against Zhuge Yun.The four monks quickly reacted from their surprise and began to express their opinions on the game that was about to begin.Someone is optimistic about Ye Feng!
However, more people are optimistic about Zhuge Yun.After all, Zhuge Yun is a master of poison, and no matter how strong Ye Feng's physical body is, he can't resist the invasion of poisonous gas.Zhuge Yun also thinks so."
Boy, you have to be physically strong and powerful, but you have no effect in front of me!"
Zhuge Yun said, "You admit defeat!"
”He clasped his hands on his chest, his nostrils turned to the sky, and he looked arrogant.And Ye Feng ignored Zhuge Yun at all, and said lightly: "Don't talk nonsense, make a move!"
”Zhuge Yun's heart swelled with anger, his eyes flashed coldly, and with a pinch of the seal in his hand, a cloud of black poisonous gas erupted, enveloping Ye Feng.The surrounding monks stared intently at Ye Feng, who was shrouded in poisonous gas, with different expressions.At this time, Ye Feng walked out of the poisonous gas step by step, his face was as usual, his breath was stable, and he was not affected by the poisonous gas at all."
Poison gas doesn't work?"
Seeing that Ye Feng was like a nobody, the surrounding monks were surprised.Zhuge Yun was also shocked.Grass, this guy didn't open the protective layer, didn't use other anti-poison means, and was unharmed in the poison gas, is this still human?
For the first time, Zhuge Yun felt that his poison was so useless!
Of course, Zhuge Yun doesn't believe in that evil.Gritting his teeth, Zhuge Yun quickly pinched the trick in his hand, recited a spell in his mouth, and a coffin formed by poisonous gas appeared behind him.He's magnifying it."
Poison coffin, go!"
Zhuge Yun pointed a little.Rumble.A huge poisonous gas coffin shrouded down from the top of Ye Feng's head, engulfing Ye Feng's entire person."
Grass, I don't believe it, poison can't kill you!"
Zhuge Yun said gloomily.Ye Feng was in the poison gas coffin, and endless poison gas frantically poured into Ye Feng's body!
These poisonous gases are very terrible, corpse poison, cold poison, rotten poison......
There are at least a dozen kinds of poisons mixed together.No wonder even Lei Lie can't bear it!
However, for Ye Feng, who has divine healing and his own purification supernatural powers, no matter how strong the poison is, it is a joke.Ye Feng didn't do anything to resist, just stood there and closed his eyes.At this time, the monks outside were anxiously waiting for the results, and some monks even made bold guesses, all of them thought that Ye Feng had been poisoned.Zhuge Yun also smiled proudly.Because he felt that Ye Feng had not moved inside for so long, he was obviously poisoned."
Haha, boy, call you arrogant, this time you were poisoned!"
Zhuge Yun laughed.The Chief Dean, Qin Tian and the others had solemn faces.Ye Feng did not move in the poisonous coffin, nor did he resist, they were very worried."
It should be about the same!"
Zhuge Yun smiled and waved his hand!
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The poisonous coffin flew back behind him!
And in the next second, Zhuge Yun showed a shocked expression on his face, his eyes were as big as copper bells, his mouth was open, and he could even put down his eggs.The surrounding monks were also shocked at this moment, and their ridiculous and funny expressions were messy in the breeze.Just because, Ye Feng stood firmly on the battle platform, still intact.Ye Feng opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer: "Aren't you playing?"
”Zhuge Yun's heart was cold, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.Playing with chickens!
His big trick can't hurt a single hair of Ye Feng, how can he play?
Ye Feng smiled slightly, and walked towards Zhuge Yun step by step.Zhuge Yun subconsciously took a step back.He actually panicked!
In the next second, Zhuge Yun realized that he was afraid, his face changed, and he muttered, "I......
How could I be afraid?
I'm the second person in the Thousand Machines Alliance, how can I be afraid?
”He said he wasn't afraid, but his body was honest and he was trembling with fear.Gritting his teeth and hardening his head, Zhuge Yun shouted angrily, and slammed his fist at Ye Feng.Ye Feng's figure flickered, and he instantly dodged Zhuge Yun's attack, and swept Zhuge Yun's waist with one foot.Boom.Zhuge Yun screamed, flew upside down, smashed outside the battle platform, and fainted.He had already developed a fear of Ye Feng and lost the courage to fight, even if he was a Martial God Nine Heavy Cultivation, he would not be able to show it!
Therefore, Ye Feng defeated him as if he was playing."
Shhh"Zhuge Yun is also defeated!""
This ......
It's incredible!
”"I didn't expect this low-level human martial artist to be so strong!""......"
At this time, the surrounding monks realized that Ye Feng was a pig and a tiger, pretending to be slapped in the face!
At the end of the eighth game, Ye Feng won the victory, gaining 3 points, and the total points reached 11 points.In other words, the points of the Temple of Eternal Beings are equal to the points of the Thousand Machines Alliance.The faces of the chief dean, Qin Tian and the others looked a little better.Qianji Old Monster, Murong Zhantian and others had ugly faces.The final game is about to begin!
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