Chapter 2062: beat on the ring
Chapter 2062 Pressing on the ring and beating wildly
Ye Feiran curled his lips into a smile, "It's not bad for your own people to challenge your own people!"
Hearing this, the four of Yun Chen couldn't help laughing, as if they were really good.
After a quarter of an hour, the challenger failed. He was kicked off the ring by the defenders, dying.
Seeing this scene, Ye Feiran and the others couldn't help but frown. When the challenger was taken away by his companions for treatment, they re-examined the defender.
At the same time, there were whispers all around.
"This man is too arrogant, every time he beats the challenger to the brink of death."
"I really hope that someone can treat him in the same way!"
"I'm afraid they won't dare. After all, Feng Song is the nephew of the city lord of the city that never sleeps."
Hearing this, Ye Feiran and the others looked at each other, it turned out that they were still related households!
Lu Yingzhou frowned and asked, "Then shall we still challenge?"
Fengyun's three teams all looked at Lu Yingzhou, "Are you scared?"
Lu Yingzhou was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, "You are not afraid, what am I afraid of?"
Han Xize put his hand on Lu Yingzhou's shoulder, "That's fine, just do whatever you want, regardless of whether he is the city lord's nephew or not."
What's more, they also have backers behind them, and they are big backers, and they have never been afraid of them.
After Feng Song regained his spiritual power and stood on the ring again, the four of Yun Chen discussed it, and Jiang Yinghan took the stage to challenge first.
Feng Song didn't expect that the next challenger would be a female cultivator. Seeing Jiang Yinghan's appearance again, a look of amazement appeared in his eyes, and then he began to look at him unscrupulously.
Jiang Yinghan frowned, and with a movement of consciousness, there was an extra green silk in his hand, which was exactly the phoenix bamboo silk.
Under the stage, Yun Chen and the others also frowned, wishing they could poach Feng Song's eyes.
Feng Song saw that Jiang Yinghan's spirit weapon was a silk silk, and with a movement of consciousness, he matched a silver long sword in his hand, which was also a holy weapon.
After seeing that both sides were ready, the referee announced, "The competition begins!"
As soon as the words fell, Feng Song stepped forward, holding the silver long sword in his hand, and slashed at Jiang Yinghan.
Jiang Yinghan dodged flexibly, then waved the phoenix bamboo silk in his hand, trying to entangle Fengsong's hand holding the long sword.
Feng Song also dodged.
Under normal circumstances, the first move is to test, so from the second move, Feng Song began to attack Jiang Yinghan's vitals.
Although he fell in love with Jiang Yinghan's appearance, women are just playthings to him, as long as he has a breath to support him, so he doesn't care how Jiang Yinghan will be hurt by himself at all.
Jiang Yinghan's beautiful eyes narrowed, and his moves stabbed at Fengsong's vitals.
Feng Song obviously didn't expect Jiang Yinghan to be so bold, there was such a moment of ecstasy, that is, this moment of ecstasy, he was cut on the face by Jiang Yinghan's Fengzhu Ling.
Actually, the slower he reacts, the cut will be on his neck.
This is his life!
Suddenly, Feng Song's aura became violent, and his strikes became extremely ruthless.
Jiang Yinghan still responded calmly, but his strikes were equally fierce.
In a short period of time, the two fought dozens of moves, and the speed was so fast that even low-level practitioners could not clearly see their moves.
In this way, Feng Song and Jiang Yinghan have been in a state of equal, as if to see whose spiritual power is exhausted.
Feng Song hadn't met such a challenger for a long time, so he was naturally unwilling to win by consuming spiritual power, so he looked for an opportunity to release his contracted beast.
An iron lion beast is just a ninth-level holy beast.
Many cultivators around saw the ninth-level holy beast, their eyes were burning, but Han Xize and the others curled their lips, a little speechless.
Feng Song's strength is comparable to her own, so Jiang Yinghan didn't try to be brave, and directly let the Red Blood Leopard come out to deal with the Iron Lion Beast, but she didn't forget to tell the Red Blood Thunder Leopard to suppress the level of the beast to the first level.
There are so many masters in the city that never sleeps, and there are always some hole cards left.
As a result, even though the Scarlet Blood Thunder Leopard suppressed the level to the first-level beast, it still shocked the practitioners around.
"Oh my god, a first-class beast!"
"Ah ah... I also want to have a divine beast contracted beast!"
"Hey, this time Fengsong kicked the iron plate, I see that this female fellow Taoist is not afraid of Fengsong at all."
"This female Taoist friend looks like a foreign cultivator. She probably doesn't know that Feng Song is the nephew of City Lord Feng."
Feng Song froze when he saw the Scarlet Blooded Thunder Leopard. Although there is a difference between the ninth-level holy beast and the first-level divine beast, there is a huge difference between a holy beast and a divine beast!
Sure enough, the Scarlet Thunder Leopard roared at the Iron Lion Beast, and the Iron Lion Beast prostrated itself on the ground, unable to even stand up.
Clap clap!
Silence is better than sound!
Feng Song only felt that his face was swollen from the beating.
Frustrated and furious, he suddenly dropped a red seed down the ring.
I saw that the seeds took root and germinated quickly, and an iron thorn vine quickly grew.
"Feng Song actually played all his cards. I don't know how this female fellow Taoist will deal with it next?"
"Maybe this female fellow Taoist also has a spiritual plant!"
"Hey! It's as if Lingzhi is everywhere!"
When the iron thorn vine swept over, Jiang Yinghan waved his hand, and a purple platycodon flower appeared in everyone's sight.
Everyone: "!!"
This female Taoist friend actually has a spiritual plant!
Platycodon flower saw the danger as soon as it appeared, and subconsciously fought back. Suddenly, one vine and one flower fought. The battle was fierce, and the practitioners around were scared back a few steps.
Soon, bellflower was in the upper hand.
Feng Song: "!!"
At this moment, he was not wrestling with Jiang Yinghan, but the repeated blows also made him feel a fishy sweetness in his throat, his face was pale, and his eyes were about to split.
"ah…"
He suddenly yelled, then raised his sword and slashed at Jiang Yinghan.
Suddenly, the two of them fought again, but Feng Song's mind was impetuous, and the silver long sword was entangled by Jiang Yinghan's Fengzhu silk and couldn't move.
Feng Song tried his best but failed to draw out the silver long sword. In the end, he had no choice but to give up.
Jiang Yinghan seized the time, threw the silver long sword off the ring, and Fengzhu Ling quickly entwined towards Fengsong.
The impetuous Feng Song only felt that his eyes were full of green silk, which made him a little dizzy, and it was the same, he suffered many injuries in a short period of time.
Finally, Jiang Yinghan simply put away Fengzhu Ling, and used close combat against Feng Song.
Seeing this, Feng Song's eyes lit up immediately, because he was also tempered.
At first he thought he could turn defeat into victory, but after dozens of moves, he was directly pushed down on the ring by Jiang Yinghan and beat up violently.
In the city that never sleeps, facing practitioners of the same level, Feng Song has never lost before, but today he was beaten like this by a female cultivator, so he naturally refused to admit defeat.
Jiang Yinghan didn't know what was going on in his heart, and was worried that he would admit defeat, so he looked for an opportunity to take off his jaw directly.
Cultivators around: "!!"
This move was a must, Feng Song didn't even have the chance to admit defeat himself.
(end of this chapter)
