Lao Wang did not make much moves, and waited until Ye Dun's soul power was stable. The two of them had a certain degree of helping Ye Dun master it as soon as possible.

Ye Dun looked at this nonsensical opponent lightly. Of course he could feel that the soul was the most sensitive moment when using the Tian Silkworm. He was very proud, but the fishing man opposite seemed to hide a kind of arrogance that looked down on anyone in his bones. "Wang Feng, I don't know why you have the courage to not use witchcraft, but our Zen Temple never takes advantage of this. In this battle, you can use any skills. If I, Ye Dun, count it!"

Ye Dun's voice spread throughout the audience, causing cheers immediately. It was also ghost-level. The pride of the celestial head really didn't want to take advantage of this. Even people who don't usually like Zen will have a good impression of Ye Dun. This is confidence, this is the heart, the first person in the younger generation of the Holy Temple, and it deserves it.

Although Fu Changtian and others were stunned for a moment, they didn't say much. Ye Dun was never a reckless person, and they thought they were sure that as long as the Tiancan became successful, they would step into the ghost level in one step. Ye Dun's fighting style was to crush the wizards. The Tiancan seed itself was the nemesis of the wizards, so there was no need to take advantage of this.

Hawkland was happy as soon as he heard this, as if a drowning man grabbed a rope and prolonged his life!

Wang Feng shrugged, "You think too much, our Rose Temple will never go back on its word. Letting you take advantage of it will not affect the result. Today is a good day for the Rose Temple to reach the top!"

Wang Feng's mouth curled up a curve and he pointed to Ye Dun in the air, full of domineeringness.

The audience was stunned, and even the people in the sky were speechless. The big guys looked at each other. Is this a fool? Hawkland on the stage fell back into the chair like a deflated ball. This is Shi Lezhi. Why is he here? He can get in and stuff Wang Feng in as well. This bastard.

"Ha..." A sharp look flashed across Ye Dun's face, and then his figure shook slightly.

Tian Silkworm starts!

Bang!

The white shadow flew away and pulled out a silver light like a silk thread in the air. No sound was transmitted in the arena. Ye Dun's speed obviously broke through the scope of the speed of sound at the moment of activation. Before the sound of breaking the wind arrived, the person had arrived first. The next moment, Ye Dun had appeared in front of Wang Feng.

His legs were slightly bent at this time, in a low position, and his two shining eyes were like stars in the dark night sky, deep and quiet, locking Wang Feng from bottom to top, and at the same time crossing his arms forward.

Fast! Super fast!

Not to mention ordinary Holy Clan disciples, even a master of martial arts who is good at martial arts, his eyes could hardly keep up with Ye Dun's speed, and he almost didn't see him.

Ye Dun did not have his signature cicada wing knife in his hand at this time, but it was better than a knife and a palm knife!

Buzzing!

At this moment, at the edge of his cross-waving palm, a layer of nearly transparent silver soul power wrapped around his palm, forming a contour like a cicada wing knife. The ghost-level mimetic combat skills, just this is a skill that Ye Dun is prepared enough. This is a person who has just entered the ghost-level level, but can easily master the ghost-level combat method.

Accompanied by the sound of breaking through the air, you can clearly see the afterimage of the air being cut and unable to react, as if the space was torn apart.

A white light flashed, and a huge ‘X’-shaped slash mark instantly divided Wang Feng and the air into four pieces, and the cracks cut in the space were clearly visible!

Rose people all exclaimed, but before they could hear their surprise, Ye Dun, who had succeeded in his attack, had no intention of stopping. Instead, he waved his hand knife and rushed forward, and actually passed through the figure of the "Wang Feng" divided into four pieces.

Afterimage?

The audience who were about to exclaim immediately held their screams back to their throats, and only heard...

Swish swish swish swish swish!

The arc-shaped knife marks spread all around in an instant along Ye Dun's steps, and the sky was filled with faint traces of cuts. Wang Feng, who seemed to have been cut into four pieces, left a overlapping afterimage on the traces along the way.

He either tilted left or moved right, and the afterimages left along the way were like a slideshow that kept losing frames, making people unable to see his coherent movements at all, as if the movements were extremely slow, but the real speed was unimaginable.

Ghost Stalker!

There were already many figures in the field in an instant, Ye Dun attacked quickly, and Wang Feng flashed faster.

Rush, slap, slap...

Unlike the sky and earth splitting in the previous two wizards, the whole audience was filled with the sound of breaking through the air and touching the ground without any stage, while the figures of gold and silver were interspersed rapidly in the ragged arena.

The silver one is Ye Dun, which looks like the silver Death Scythe. The arc of the sword light is almost increasing in units of hundreds every second, causing the entire space along the way to spread the sword light. It is accompanied by the extremely sharp and never dull soul power. It will die when touched and be injured when rubbed.

The golden one was Lao Wang. He fell into a completely passive faced with Ye Dun's crazy attack, constantly widening the distance and dodging the deadly attack. As long as Ye Dun takes one move, the battle may end.

The scene that was buzzing and noisy just now had completely quieted down. Not only ordinary audiences, but even the top experts on the scene felt amazing. You should know that this is just Guichu. Obviously, both of them have entered the ghost level, but experts can tell if there is any one at the right time.

Ye Dun was not disappointed at all. He fully utilized the characteristics of the Tian Si silkworm seed, mastered the initiative, and was at ease. However, the golden figure was even more surprising. For ordinary wizards, let alone Gui Chu, even among ghosts, if they did not use witchcraft, they could not last for five seconds. And this person could actually keep up with Ye Dun's speed?

At this speed, some veteran ghost-level warriors are having a headache. What is this person falling to the ground?

Hawkland quietly opened his eyes. He thought that Wang Feng would be killed instantly after pretending to be a pussy... He was so surprised and happy. Even his pale face seemed to have recovered a little redness in this moment. Wang Feng has this kid? Damn it, the heavens and earth are spiritual, and the most saints are blessed, but don't be a flash in the pan...

"This person... a wizard?" The principal of the Longdong Temple was the one who smiled the most. It was something that made him extremely happy to see the rose close to Bingling. But at this moment, he was the one who opened his mouth the biggest.

Wang Feng and Tianzhe Yifeng did use super fast speeds during the battle, but that kind of speed is within the scope of everyone's understanding.

Because he is a thunder witch!

Some thunder witches do have mastered the movement attributes of thunder and lightning, but this is essentially different from the speed of martial artists. The characteristics of soul power are different. The thunder witch can only move quickly at a certain distance. The purpose is to open the casting distance. It is stiff and predictable. The movement of martial artists is more flexible and changes are as they wish. These are completely two concepts.

But at this moment, Wang Feng's elegant afterimage figure was not a thunder witch at all. There was no trace of thunder and lightning energy involved in his extremely flexible movement. Instead, it was like a gust of wind. Compared to Ye Dun's sharp and solemn force, Wang Feng was more agile and elegant like a gentle wind, and was free and easy.

The top masters of the younger generation such as Longjing, Jixiangtian, Heiwukai were also rippling in their eyes. There is no doubt that Wang Feng is not only good at witchcraft, but also good at martial arts. However, top masters all know that the more you know, it does not mean that you are powerful. Specialization is the king's way. With Wang Feng's attainments in witchcraft, how much energy does he still have to practice martial arts?

You should know that Ye Dun is specializing in martial arts. Even if he is a little bit bad, he is enough to divide life and death in battle.

The Holy Son frowned slightly when he saw it.

To be honest, the Holy Son hopes that Zen will win because he does not want to see the rise of roses representing reform. This is an absolute premise. But this does not mean that the Holy Son hopes Zen will win wonderful things. Whether it is Ye Dun's hiding his own strength or Fourier's hypocritical disobedience to certain orders of the Holy City over the years, in fact, the relationship between the Holy City and the Zen Temple is not as close as the outside world imagines...

Therefore, it is best if Ye Dun wins easily, which will confirm that the reputation of the Cemetery Holy Temple wins the Rose by means of disgrace.

Destroying the rose, the Zen also lost its reputation in the aftermath of public opinion, and could no longer maintain its transcendent status as a temple, causing both sides to suffer losses and finally benefiting the Holy City. That is the most expected scene for the Holy Son.

But now Wang Feng’s unexpected performance is that he has broken the original beautiful plan of the Holy Son. If the two sides fight back and forth and are extremely exciting, can the Holy City still get the greatest benefits in the cracks?

The Li brothers on the sidelines were stunned for a moment. The murderous aura in their eyes dissipated a lot. They thought Wang Feng had been "traded" by some unspoken rule and betrayed the little sister's efforts, but unexpectedly...

To be honest, the speed of this bodywork surprised the two brothers, but it would not be a surprise if you think about it carefully.

Not only the two of them think so, this is also the inner thoughts of most of the big guys in the stands at this time.

After all, he is the disciple of the Thunder Dragon... Who is the Thunder Dragon? You can actually know one or two when you hear his nickname when you were young - the Flash Thunder God! The Thunder God praised his terrifying Thunder magic, and the Flashing Lightning is the body speed that surpasses the martial arts of the Thunder Dragon. It is a true witch-martial dual cultivation. Otherwise, a wizard could train a top swordsman like Kalida? But even Kalida only learned the Thunder Dragon's martial arts!

The dual cultivation of Wu and Wu is about absolute talent. It does not mean that you can learn it with a good teacher. Nowadays, there are very few people who can truly be called Wu and Wu and Wu cultivating, and have reached a certain level. Most of them are auxiliary witchcraft or martial arts. There is always a center of gravity. Those who can truly reach the level of balance and compatibility of each other like Thunder Dragons can count them with one hand, and all of them are big bosses.

But what about Wang Feng? How old is he? He is just a big shot? No wonder he dares not to use witchcraft. It turns out that he has this support. If Ye Dun is really only at the top of the tiger, then Wang Feng's speed alone will definitely be enough to play with him in his palms, but this is the ghost-level Ye Dun...

The only calm person in the audience was probably Fu Changkong. A smile flashed in his eyes: Talking about speed in front of the Tian Silkworm Seed? I'm afraid you know nothing about the real speed! Even if Wang Feng has not done his best, that's the case!

The instant reaction, the afterimage of the scene, the offense and defense of advance and retreat were just tentatively stalemates for several seconds.

Perhaps it was because he tried Wang Feng's dodge rhythm, Ye Dun's left leg suddenly kicked, and a wave of air visible to the naked eye exploded from under his feet.

Bang!

Ye Dun's speed suddenly increased by at least 30% in an instant, and suddenly exceeded Wang Feng's retreat speed like a glimpse of light. With the palm knife pulled, it seemed as if Ye Dun's acceleration had already been calculated, Wang Feng's speed also increased accordingly in an instant.

One was active and the other was passive, but he could actually keep up. The remaining figure moved several inches away and barely avoided the attack range of the palm sword.

But at this moment, a light flashed slightly in Ye Dun's eyes, and the power of the soul power torque increased instantly.

Buzz!

The edge of the palm knife that originally only wrapped around the palm edge several inches has soared several times in an instant. The moderately sized palm knife extended at least five or six centimeters in an instant. The almost transparent light-colored soul power also turned white in an instant, and the sword light was covered with lines, like meridians on the cicada's wings.

The silver-bright knife arc elongated instantly, directly passing through the afterimage left by Wang Feng, and slashing towards the space that seemed empty ahead.

Bang ~

Wang Feng's afterimage, which seemed to be a fixed format, suddenly shook, and instead of retreating, he raised his arm and was interrupted from the infinite dodging posture. He pushed one arm over and pushed the cut-off sword light from his elbow.

Dodge instantly turned into close!

One inch shorter and one inch dangerous.

Ye Dun's left palm knife slashed down, but Wang Feng followed the center of gravity of his right elbow, and his figure spiraled, trying to get behind Ye Dun. The dark fighting technique was taught by Lao Wang and he was the best at this trick.

But the opponent's left palm cut knife immediately changed to elbows back. The speed beyond the speed of sound could not be heard at all. However, the ghost-level alertness had already made Wang Feng stop the attack and bent down to dodge. However, the elbows were not solid. While Wang Feng bent down to dodge, Ye Dun's figure had already been straightened in an instant, facing Wang Feng's knees, and pushed up hard. Wang Feng raised his head to avoid it, but the bent right knee suddenly straightened, raised his calf, and thrust his toes hard on Wang Feng's chin like a whip.

boom!

Both of them had an extreme attack and defense. A few moves changed in an instant, not to mention those ordinary audiences, even in the eyes of the top Holy Tribe disciples at Motong's level, they could not see the detailed movements. They only felt that the two seemed to have made several exchange movements at the moment of contact, followed by the golden figure flying backwards from a slightly raised angle!

Have it!

The golden figure obviously lost balance and control in the air, but there was no change in expression on Ye Dun's face. Everything was under control. He thought he had any trump cards, but it turned out that it was just that. Although he had a good talent and a famous teacher like Lei Long, he didn't know how to be greedy and not be bad.

Ye Dun's body quickly turned in the air. Before his toes could touch the ground, under the control of the ghost-level soul power, the hand knife whose hands had already extended was "out of his hand" at this moment.

How can a palm knife escape? It is soul pressure, like a blade.

The silkworm - the wind slash!

Kill ~~~~~~~~

Boom boom boom boom boom...

The soul slashes were all focused on Wang Feng's body. The entire set of attacks was completed in an instant, and the mountains and waters were flowing, and the fight was extremely happy. The zenith disciples in the audience burst into cheers that had been suppressed for a long time. Wang Feng was so evil. When he used the speed of the same speed as Ye Dun, the zenith people were really out of reach. I was really afraid that he would use some monster tricks. Now, Ye Dun was finally happy to show his power.

Just fight like this!

Jiaoxi was so excited that she clenched her fist hard. Since the last time she refused to invite Wang Feng in person, she has been disliked by this guy, let alone he dared to fight with Brother Ye Dun? Although the country bumpkin's bursting speed just now almost shocked her chin, as long as Brother Ye Dun becomes serious, there is still an opponent that cannot be dealt with? Win!

Ye Dun in the field stopped attacking. After the Qifeng Slash hit, the whole person had already killed him and kicked him out. The figure flying backwards in the air suddenly froze there, and then quickly became feinted, dispersing like ripples, and it was another afterimage!

Where is the person?

Jiaoxi was shocked. With her eyesight and the perspective of God who was still in the bystander, she didn't even notice Wang Feng's figure at this time?

Jiaoxi's eyes cannot keep up, which does not mean that the big guys in the stands cannot keep up. At this time, almost everyone's eyes turned to Ye Dun's position in an instant.

Sexy sex ~

Ye Dun landed on the ground at this time, but the slight sound of landing was four lights, and the other two actually came from behind him.
To be continued...