have equal shares!

However, the disciples under the ring exclaimed in surprise. In their opinion, Duan Chenfeng lost half of the money. Because he fought with Ye Yun, who was empty-handed, while using imitations of the big sun boxing gloves.

The attacks that have such high-quality low-grade spiritual weapons to increase their spiritual power have not been able to defeat Ye Yun. This is beyond the expectations of the disciples and beyond Duan Chenfeng's expectations.

"It's really good!" Duan Chenfeng's eyes narrowed, his face was cold, and he was no longer as arrogant as usual.

Ye Yun hugged his hands, looked at him, and said coldly: "You are not bad either."

From the time he got the black and white brilliance, his mood changed a lot.

At this time, he was worried and happy. He was neither helpless because he did not have immortal skills and many low-grade spiritual weapons like Duan Chenfeng, nor was he excited because he could compete with Duan Chenfeng, who was imitating the big sun boxing gloves with his two fists.

“There is no such easy to deal with next.”

Duan Chenfeng said this, and the spiritual power in his body suddenly rushed into the folding fan that was already swaying.

With his stern shout, the folding fan in his hand suddenly turned into countless sword shadows, and at first glance, it was absolutely more than one hundred.

"Is every sword really real in these more than a hundred sword shadows?"

Ye Yun looked at Duan Chenfeng's wrist trembling, and hundreds of sword lights appeared instantly, and his face changed slightly. The calmness finally disappeared completely, and solemnity appeared again.

Ye Yun admitted that he could not tell whether the one was true or that one was false. If he could not avoid it, he would have to face at least dozens of them. If one of them could not be followed or avoided, he would be likely to be penetrated by the sword light and seriously injured and broken.

The spiritual power rushed in his body in an instant, and Ye Yun had already adjusted his physical condition to the peak. Although he could not see clearly the reality of the sword light, he still keenly captured the relatively rare side of the sword light with his eyes washed by black and white light and shadow.

Since you have found your weakness, you can no longer feel hesitant.

Ye Yun flashed and took a step towards the front of the left. Originally, he could have withdrawn so that he could gain more space and time to fight against the sword light.

But he didn't want Duan Chenfeng to suddenly adjust his attack because of half a step back, making the sword light on this side sharp and dense.

Ye Yun stood on his chest with his palms and slapped out fiercely at the dozens of sword lights.

He wanted to use attacks to attack, shake off these sword lights as much as possible, and then directly counterattack.

However, just as he took a step and slapped his palms, the dozens of sword lights in front of him suddenly stopped, and then burst out like a scattered flower of the goddess, turning into hundreds of smaller, but densely dense, sword lights that were difficult to avoid, crossed the attack range of Ye Yun's palms and stabbed towards all parts of his body.

This sudden change caught Ye Yun off guard. The sword light instantly spread to his body, afraid that it would penetrate his body in the next moment, and he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

Almost subconsciously, Ye Yun retreated immediately, lowered his body to the right and then rolled out.

"Swish!" "Swish!" "Swish!"

But even so, he was still hit by three sword lights, and blood suddenly overflowed from his left arm and left shoulder, dyeing his blue shirt red.

"I thought it was over, but I didn't expect to have just suffered such injuries."

Duan Chenfeng succeeded in the attack, but did not continue to attack. He just looked at Ye Yun with a smile on his face, as if he was waiting for Ye Yun to admit defeat.

Ye Yun's face was extremely gloomy. He didn't look at the wound on his arm, but just took a deep breath and thought about the changes in the attack just now.

He instantly felt that the weak point just now was actually Duan Chenfeng deliberately left behind.

This Chen Feng is definitely not as brainless as it seems on the surface.

Under the arena, almost all the disciples' expressions changed, especially Qu Yiping. He always felt that he had a great chance of winning when he met Duan Chenfeng, and at most both sides would be injured. But at this moment, he realized that he was wrong. If he had just changed himself, he might have been killed directly by Duan Chenfeng.

"I really can't tell that this boy has a lot of experience against the enemy."

"I never thought that such an arrogant and brainless person would be so cruel to take action."

"This group of new disciples is a little too strong. If every group is like this, how can we live there?"

"We have been living in the yellow robe disciples for so many years. Even if we don't have new disciples, we have no way to survive."

"I didn't expect that this person would win first place in the end, which is really unpleasant!"

"Don't talk nonsense. Look, Ye Yun doesn't seem to be planning to admit defeat."

Everyone was talking and sighing. In their eyes, Ye Yun's shoulder and left arm were penetrated by the sword light, and such injuries were almost difficult to recover in a short period of time. Therefore, this final battle was actually no longer necessary. However, at this time, with someone's reminder, all of them saw that Ye Yun did not give in, but took out a spirit stone and held it in their hands.

"I still want to fight? Is it useful to absorb some spiritual energy to replenish spiritual power?"

Seeing Ye Yun's actions, Duan Chenfeng was also stunned.

Ye Yun was unmoved at all. He glanced at him and actually closed his eyes directly and absorbed the spiritual energy of the spirit stone with all his might.

The disciples in the audience immediately looked at each other.

Elder Lan and Elder Chunyu Yan couldn't help but look at each other.

Just now, the pure spiritual power of both sides fought hard, and the spiritual power was consumed very much. Duan Chenfeng had many spiritual weapons in his hand, but the more spiritual weapons, the faster the spiritual power was consumed. From these points, if all Duan Chenfeng's spiritual power was consumed, and if he could have some spiritual power left, it would be Ye Yun's only chance to win now.

But after suffering severe damage, Ye Yun's state of mind seemed to be too terrible when he was so calm and seized time to replenish his spiritual power.

"What did Ye Yun do? Why didn't he surrender without any hope of winning? Do you have to force Duan Chenfeng to kill him directly?" Many new disciples naturally couldn't understand and couldn't help but scream.

"Senior Brother Ye is cautious in his work and almost never does useless work. I think he should feel that there is still a possibility of turning the tables." Yu Minghong looked at the two people on the ring and said quietly. His eyes were always on Ye Yun, and there was a flash of undetectable strange color in his eyes.

“What a waste of time.”

Duan Chenfeng suddenly sneered.

At this moment, Ye Yun's eyes were suddenly opened.

Duan Chenfeng's expression changed. Before his body could move, Ye Yun's body had already shot directly from lightning, and the spiritual power in his body surged, instantly making people feel that the ring was filled with violent aura.

His fists alternately blasted out, and there seemed to be no problem with his left arm. A faint white light gushed out from both fists, and even a sizzling sound was made.

"Good come!"

Duan Chenfeng shouted angrily, and Dari boxing gloves came up to meet him.

boom!

The two fists collided fiercely, and the white light shone. The two figures flew backwards, then turned over in the air and landed on the ring.

There was an uproar under the ring, and the disciples could hardly believe their eyes.

"Come again!"

Duan Chenfeng was stunned for a moment, and looked furious.

However, at this moment, a black light flashed in Ye Yun's hand, and only a black sword light shot out from his palm.

The low-grade spiritual weapon Obsidian Sword was like a black dragon at this moment, stabbing Duan Chenfeng with the breath of death.

The black sword light roared away and instantly pierced Duan Chenfeng's chest.

bite!

The Obsidian Sword stabbed Duan Chenfeng as he wished, but the low-grade spiritual weapon stabbed his chest, as if it had stabbed an iron plate, making a sound of metal collision.

Ye Yun could hardly believe his eyes, and with the help of pulling, the Obsidian Sword directly cut through Duan Chenfeng's clothes on his chest, revealing a light blue light and shadow inside.

Defensive spirit weapon!

Duan Chenfeng actually wore a spiritual weapon under his green clothes, which was a relatively rare and precious defensive spiritual weapon.

Generally speaking, when refining spiritual weapons, you will choose attack-type spiritual weapons. After all, as long as you can knock down the opponent, there is no need to defend. This is the case with attack instead of defense.

Moreover, it is relatively simple to refine attack-type spiritual weapons. For example, low-grade spiritual weapons like Obsidian Sword only require sufficient materials, and then gather the hardest and most capable of exerting spiritual power at the tip of the sword, and have the strongest attack power.

But defense spirit weapons are different. Defense represents passiveness, and passiveness means you don’t know where the enemy’s attack will fall? Since you cannot know, you must increase the defense of the entire spiritual weapon to the same level, especially key areas, which is the top priority.

Refining defensive spirit weapons requires much more materials and hard work than attacking spirit weapons. Therefore, generally speaking, defensive spirit weapons are more precious and rare.

Duan Chenfeng was actually wearing a defensive spirit weapon, and a piece of soft armor, which was enough to protect the entire upper body. Such a spiritual weapon with such a large defense area was incredibly precious to the outer disciples of Tianzhu Peak.

"There is actually a defensive spirit weapon."

"The new disciples this time are too fierce. I am convinced that they can be qualified for the sect's trial mission."

"Three low-grade spiritual weapons. It seems that what this guy said is that once he breaks through to the Qi Refining Realm, medium-grade spiritual weapons are no problem. This is not a boastful word."

"Ye Yun will not have any more chances now, and the competition will be completely over."

On the ring, Ye Yun, whose face was covered with solemnity, flew out backwards in amidst the discussion.

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