Ye Chenfeng pointed his sword at Sha Yinlei's throat, and said without a trace of emotion.
"Ghost Sword, the match hasn't started yet, you're sneak attacking."
There were a lot of beads of sweat on his forehead, and Ghost Sword, whose hairs stood on end all over his body, roared angrily.
"Okay, then I will give you another chance, I hope you can grasp it."
Ghost Sword showed an evil smile, retracted the Ghost Killing Sword, and stood proudly on the fighting platform, waiting for the match to start.
With the order of the game supervisor, the game officially started.
The next moment, a sharp sword light flashed in Sha Yinlei's eyes again, piercing his throat.
Although Sha Yinlei was prepared and dodged ahead of time, he still unconsciously glanced at Ye Chenfeng when he dodged.
But this glance made Sha Yinlei feel as if he had fallen into a muddy swamp, and his reaction was sluggish.
When he forcibly dispelled the intrusion of the Eightfold Illusion, the Ghost Killing Sword in Ye Chenfeng's hand pierced his body defense again, pierced his throat, and a stream of blood flowed out along the Ghost Killing Sword tip.
"Now, what else do you have to say?" Ye Chenfeng looked at Sha Yinlei coldly and arrogantly, and asked without a trace of emotion.
"you… "
In front of everyone, Ye Chenfeng pointed his sword at his throat twice, which made Sha Yinlei feel extremely humiliated, and a terrifying spirit beast emerged from his body.
"Sha Yinlei, do you admit defeat!" Ye Chenfeng asked indifferently.
"You want me to admit defeat, in my next life."
As a trusted disciple of Xingluo Tiancheng, Sha Yinlei was not afraid of Ye Chenfeng hurting his life, so he wanted to dodge the attack of the Ghost Killing Sword and launch a sharp counterattack at him.
Ghost Sword might be wary of Sha Yinlei's identity, but Ye Chenfeng was fearless. With a flick of his wrist, the sharp ghost sword pierced Sha Yinlei's throat like a bamboo, and a lot of blood spattered out.
"you!"
Sha Yinlei tightly grasped the blood-stained Ghost Killing Sword with both hands, his eyes widened, looking at the ruthless Ghost Sword, his heart was filled with panic.
"I'll ask this one last time, do you admit defeat?" Ye Chenfeng said ruthlessly.
"I, I admit defeat!"
Feeling the killing intent emanating from Ye Chenfeng's body, Sha Yinlei became terrified. He had no doubt that if he kept his mouth shut, Ye Chenfeng would most likely kill him and admit defeat humiliatingly.
"puff!"
Sha Yinlei conceded defeat, Ye Chenfeng quickly drew back the Ghost Killing Sword, and under Sha Yinlei's resentful gaze, he turned around and jumped off the fighting platform.
"Hell, this ghost sword is too ruthless, it doesn't show any mercy at all, isn't he afraid of Xingluo Tiancheng's revenge?"
"However, with the strength demonstrated by Ghost Sword, he has the possibility of defeating the seed player Bai Ling. If he can stand out and show enough combat power, Xing Luo Tiancheng will have to weigh it if he wants to move him."
Seeing the ruthless Ye Chenfeng who defeated Sha Yinlei forcefully, many people were shocked by his ruthless methods, even Sha Bingyun, who was hiding in the dark, was observing Ye Chenfeng.
Not long after Ye Chenfeng defeated Sha Yinlei strongly, Jiang Tian, Feixue Yao, and Hanbai Sword Monster, who were under the watchful eye of Sha Bingyun, also defeated their opponents strongly and completed the winning streak.
And the atmosphere of the whole venue was constantly improved because of the wonderful game, with fierce shouts and screams.
After waiting for more than an hour, Ye Chenfeng waited for his sixth opponent, only lost to Bai Ling, a man who took the body training route, his body was full of explosive muscles, like a savage dragon.
Seeing Sha Yinlei's failure, the savage dragon man changed into the strongest fighting form as soon as he came up, and launched a fierce attack on Ye Chenfeng with a mace weighing tens of thousands of catties, trying to suppress his offensive .
"The strength is good, but there are a lot of flaws!"
When the barbarian man launched a storm-like attack, Ye Chenfeng's God-eating Brain deduced at high speed, and easily caught the flaw in the barbarian man's attack.
Then, twenty sword patterns appeared in Ye Chenfeng's body, and he attacked the weak point in the barbarian man's attack at an astonishing speed, forcibly interrupting his attack.
The two fought fiercely for hundreds of moves, and the savage dragon man's offensive was repeatedly interrupted by the sword's Dao pattern. The attack was completely suppressed by Ye Chenfeng.
"Instant Killing Sword!"
Just when the savage dragon man was forced to the edge of the fighting platform by Ye Chenfeng, Ye Chenfeng's whole body instantly fused with the Ghost Killing Sword, stabbing him in the chest at an astonishing speed.
"puff!"
The barbarian man's body defense was broken, and the terrifying power of the sword directly pierced his body, and he fell out of the martial arts platform and lost the game.
After defeating the savage dragon man, Ye Chenfeng didn't procrastinate, jumped off the fighting platform, and quietly waited for the final confrontation between himself and Bai Ling.
And this duel is also about who can finally qualify in the tenth group.
The competition was in full swing, and the wonderful pictures kept appearing, which made the audience in the stands hooked.
The final round of the group competition began. Ye Chenfeng waited quietly for a few rounds, and finally it was his turn to compete with the tenth-ranked Lark, who had just broken through the third-level Beast King realm.
Bai Ling has a very beautiful appearance, a pretty little face that is rosy in the white, pink and tender like a ripe peach, which makes people love.
And she and Hua Luoyu are called the star field's stunning twins, and they have countless suitors.
"Ghost Sword, I didn't expect you to be so powerful, I don't know you at all."
Bai Ling's eyes were bent into a crescent shape, looking at Ye Chenfeng with an indifferent expression and exuding a cold aura, he said with high fighting spirit.
"Let's do it, don't waste time!" Ye Chenfeng raised the Ghost Slayer Sword high, pointed at Bai Ling, and said indifferently.
"If you dare to point a sword at me, I will not spare you."
Bai Ling stared, and a lifelike phantom of a crane emerged from her body.