On stage six.

"boom!"

Ye Xing punched out with such ferocity that his iron fist hit Song Jianping's sword directly, knocking him off the ring with his sword.

Under the arena.

"Cough...cough cough cough!"

A wisp of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. Song Jianping, a disciple of the Qingyun Sword Sect, looked at Ye Xing on the ring with horrified eyes. He was completely stunned, and it was obvious that he had not recovered from the shock just now.

As for the surrounding warriors, their mouths opened wide in surprise, and their eyes were all directed towards Arena No. 6.

You must know that Song Jianping is an elite disciple of the Qingyun Sword Sect. Although he is not as famous as his brother Song Jianming, he is still among the top ten in the "Dragon and Phoenix Ranking".

He has cultivated to the peak level of Xiaocheng.

However, even with such amazing strength, he was knocked off the ring with one punch. Yes, he was defeated with just one move. While the surrounding warriors were shocked, they also knew that there was another second-class innate in this Qingwu Association.

A genius in this level, and judging from the power of this punch, I am afraid it is very close to the mid-level second level. In fact, before

Ye Xing had already used it once, and it was the last punch in his previous duel with Huangfu Jianchen. However, before using the "Vajra Fist", he had used "Thousand Leaf Palm" to fight Huangfu Jianchen dozens of times, so

, the performance was not obvious, it looked like he defeated Huangfu Jianchen after dozens of moves.

It's not as amazing as knocking the opponent off the ring with one punch like now!

"Vajra Fist" is extremely strong and extremely powerful. Relying on the magical power of Vajra Fist in the Dacheng realm, there is no pressure to defeat a third-level innate with one move. Moreover, Ye Xing actually did not use all his strength, otherwise Song Jianping would not have suffered a minor injury.

So simple.

Of course, Ye Xing and Song Jian had no grievances, so there was no need to seriously injure him. The reason why the game ended quickly was because Ye Xing was no longer in the mood to compete in martial arts. Now the eight-to-four promotion round has been settled.

, followed by the semi-finals of four going into two, and even the overall going into two.

In the finals, Ye Xing believes that he has a high chance of meeting the Holy Fire Cult's Rising Sun Kuang. Finding his place in the Qingwu Conference is undoubtedly the best choice. Otherwise, once the Qingwu Conference ends, Rising Sun Kuang will follow the Holy Fire Cult's leader, Rising Sun.

After Dong Sheng left Wuliang Mountain, it would probably be difficult for him to express his bad temper again.

The first seat in the audience.

"Drunkard!!! You tricked me!" Taoist Master Qingsong said with a stern face, "Tell me, do you know that Ye San? You already knew that this young man is a second-class innate genius, right?"

"Qingsong, you have wronged me!" The middle-aged uncle who was very colorfully dressed shook his head and said: "I really don't know that Ye San. But I have been observing him for a long time. This kid has the Breath Condensation Technique."

Very clever, he has been hiding his strength before, it’s very interesting!”

"So you already knew that he could defeat my nephew with one move?" Taoist Master Qingsong said a little depressed.

"Haha, I'm not sure about one move, but three moves are absolutely fine, and within ten moves it's even better!" The middle-aged handsome uncle pointed at the empty wine gourd in his hand and said happily:

"Look, my wine bottle is empty. I've been very poor recently. Hey, now I have money to buy wine!"

"..." Taoist Priest Qingsong.

…

"This unknown boy is a bit strong. It seems that this person should be the biggest obstacle to my son's victory!" The leader of the Holy Fire Sect, Xuri Dongsheng, flashed his eyes and said to the abbot of the Shaolin Temple, Master Kongyun, "Abbott Kongyun,

Is that Ye San a disciple of your Shaolin Temple?"

"Amitabha, the Rising Sun Benefactor is joking. The core disciple of my Shaolin Temple has just passed his thirties. The other core disciple is still young and has been eliminated in the previous competition." Master Kongyun, the abbot of the Shaolin Temple, clasped his hands and said loudly.

"But I can see that his boxing skills are full of masculine energy, each move is awe-inspiring and majestic, and they are of the same lineage as the boxing skills of your Shaolin Temple!" Holy Fire Cult Master Xuri Dongsheng said in a deep voice.

A trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of Master Kongyun, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, and then he shook his head and said: "Amitabha, monks do not lie, that donor Ye is indeed not a disciple of our Shaolin Temple! As for his boxing skills, there may be another chance!"

…

"It's strange, Ye Xing clearly said he wanted to participate in the Qingwu Association, but why did I not see his figure from the beginning to the end!"

Tantai Mengxue sat next to Tantai Mingyue, the second palace lord of Hanyue Palace, with her eyebrows slightly furrowed and a look of doubt in her beautiful eyes.

"Hey, another master has appeared. I'm afraid it will be difficult for your senior sister to win the first place!" Tantai Mingyue, the second palace master of Hanyue Palace, looked at the No. 6 arena, shook his head and sighed: "This Ye San's strength is not simple.

!”

"Ye San?"

Tantai Mengxue, who was deeply worried and deep in thought, was slightly stunned for a moment, and quickly looked at the No. 6 arena, her beautiful eyes lit up slightly, "By the way, Ye Xing knows the Thousand Faces of Disguise, does Ye San know how to do it?"

It could be him——"

"No, no, Ye San's martial arts seems to be in the Shaolin boxing line, and Ye Xing is good at swordsmanship!" Tantai Mengxue shook her head, her beautiful eyes swept across the stages below, and finally settled on the No. 1 stage.

superior.

Because the two contestants who use swordsmanship are all on the first stage, one is her senior sister Hua Yingyue, and the other is a mysterious young man wearing a mask.

The two seemed to be equally matched in strength, their swords flashed frequently, dozens of moves passed in the blink of an eye, and the fight was fierce.

"Another second-level innate realm, what is the background of that masked man? Eh - no, your senior sister is going to lose!" Tantai Mingyue, the second master of Hanyue Palace, changed his expression.

After a hundred moves, on the No. 1 arena, the senior sister Hua Yingyue of Xueshan was already dripping with sweat and gradually exhausted; while the mysterious man wearing the mask was able to do it with ease and seemed to still have some strength left.

"Ye Xing's swordsmanship is sharp and sharp, but the masked man's swordsmanship is sinister. He must not be Ye Xing. Where is Ye Xing, and why didn't he answer my call? Did he think -"

Somehow, Tantai Mengxue felt that her heart was completely in chaos, and Gu Bo's beautiful eyes were full of anxiety and grievance. As early as when she was in the 16th to 8th promotion round, she took out her walkie-talkie to contact Ye

Star, but the signal was clearly on, but was turned off again, so that she felt uneasy now.

Tantai Mengxue's beautiful eyes scanned below, searching for Ye Xing's figure in the vast sea of ​​people.

She didn't know that Ye Xing was currently standing on the most conspicuous stage.

With the end of the eight-to-four promotion competition, the Qingwu Association has officially entered the semi-finals. Now there are only four contestants left who have successfully advanced, namely Sun Kuang, the young leader of the Holy Fire Sect, Tang Hao, the third young master of the Tang Sect, and Mysterious Ghost Face.

The youth and Ye Xing's pseudonym Ye San and four people.
Chapter completed!