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Although Ye Feng was fine, the blood in her body still did not circulate smoothly. < - >

The key point was that his opponent's cultivation was much higher than his. If it was at the same cultivation level, then Ye Feng could easily defeat any participant from the Battle Event of East Domain.

When the Blood Sword died in battle, everyone on the scene looked at Ye Feng with different expressions.

In this battle, one of the popular champions, the Blood Sword, died, while Ye Feng took away seventy-six points. The remaining seventy-six points on the Blood Sword was scrapped just like the previous Mo Xuan.

Ye Feng's points, had reached two hundred and sixty points!

Xie Xianyu, who was ranked second, only had a hundred and sixty-four points.

Although everyone present was shocked, their Battle Event of East Domain was still pushed down, and immediately after the blood sword went up a genius youth from a mid-tier sect.

Once he got on stage, he immediately looked towards Ye Feng's direction, and laughed: "Ye Feng, you can come up on stage, I'll spar with you!"

With that said, everyone was shocked, this skinny boy had just personally seen the blood sword die in Ye Feng's hands, and now, he actually dared to challenge Ye Feng?

But soon, everyone understood why.

This was because in the previous battles, this scrawny guy had been defeated one after another. Now, he only had two points left! In any case, he couldn't win against anyone, so he might as well pick a more representative one and spar it as a souvenir.

Below the stage, Ye Feng looked at the skinny guy calmly and then flew up to the stage.

"How do you want to fight?"

Ye Feng casually asked, but she was still on guard in her heart. Even though the other party looked to be of no threat, he would never let her guard down.

"Go for it, go for it, but don't kill me like you did with Mo Xuan and the blood sword."

The skinny man chuckled. "I just want to spar with you and see how good I am."

"Then I'm coming."

Ye Feng waved her hand, the Super Powerful Level treasure, Flowing Ying Sword, drew out a ray of light that attacked the skinny man, and actually unleashed Swordsmanship Contest!

This move was the strongest sword technique that Ye Feng had learned a long time ago. Although it was not considered the strongest amongst all the sword techniques that he knew now, its absolute strength was still extremely strong.

As the sword swung out, the skinny guy felt a huge increase in pressure. He used all of his strength to block Ye Feng's sword!

But very quickly, he realized, with his strength, it was impossible for him to defend against Ye Feng's sword, because the power contained within Ye Feng's sword, was actually the power of a Demon Dragon of Desolation formed by a totem!

The thin person was instantly killed off the platform, causing Ye Feng's points to increase a little.

Although this battle didn't seem to be interesting, no one expected that it would cause the final ranking of the entire Battle Event of East Domain to change precisely because of this bit of points.

After the death of Blood Sword, the Eight Dragons Witchcraft Clan's aura had declined to a very low level. Amongst the many failures at the start, Leng Dieyu and Mo Huang only had around 30 points. As a Ranker who could enter the top 10, their battle results were considered very poor.

And within the Eight Dragons Witchcraft Clan, the only person who still maintained his victory was the direct disciple of Illusory Dream, Ying.

The inheritance power of the Fantasy Division was the Fantasy Force, and it was similar to the battle style of the Little Elf Fox. Although Ying's strength was strong, she wasn't any stronger than Leng Dieyu and Mo Huang.

The most important reason why she could win all the way to this point was not because she was strong, but because she did not encounter the challenges from the Middle Region and Roc Genie Tribe.

"Challenge the Eight Dragons Witchcraft Clan, Ying!"

Until now, when the Roc Genie Tribe Ranker Duan Xiao went up on stage, and finally pointed her spear at Ying Ying.

On one hand, the people of the Roc Genie Tribe didn't think that there was any difference between the Fantasy Division and the other branches of the Eight Dragons Witchcraft Clan.

On the other hand, Ying Ying's current score was five in the entire arena, so if Duan Xiao won against her, it would be able to increase his score even more. As for Ye Feng, he would not move against him for the time being, he would only do it at the final moment.

Ying was called out and she immediately jumped onto the stage to fight.

Ying's figure was just like an illusion. It was a bit illusory, as if it didn't exist in the real world, making people feel as if it couldn't be touched.

The inheritance power of the Fantasy Division would cause their bodies to look more illusory. In fact, when they were facing the attacks of other forces, their illusory body would cause them to suffer even less damage. For example, when using sharp weapons such as swords, spears, etc.

This was the innate power of the Fantasy Division, and the strongest point of the Fantasy Division did not lie in this.

Duan Xiao challenged Ying, and the two of them quickly began fighting on the stage.

Duan Xiao's Da Peng demon energy flashed a golden light. It was extremely overbearing and completely suppressed Ying from the very beginning, causing his to be unable to smoothly unleash all of his power.

Facing Duan Xiao's overbearing suppression, Ying had no choice but to dodge and start to use his inheritance power, the Fantasy Force.

Suddenly, thousands and thousands of illusionary silhouettes flashed by, just like the Little Elf Fox's Qing Xin's illusion techniques, causing one to be completely unable to differentiate between real and fake!

"Haha, is that really going to work?"

Duan Xiao had a hearty laugh as the Golden Roc's demonic energy engulfed the entire area. It immediately transformed into a Golden-winged Roc, flapped its golden wings, and instantly created domineering golden tornadoes one after another.

These golden tornadoes were wreaking havoc on the battlefield. One by one, countless illusory silhouettes were shredded to pieces by the tornadoes.

Although the two of them had the same cultivation level, the difference in strength that they had was not small. Under Duan Xiao's suppression, he was completely unable to retaliate.

"Admit defeat."

It was not the time for victory or defeat to be decided yet, so Ying Ying immediately chose to admit defeat. She knew that she was most likely not Duan Xiao's match.

Ying Ying's strength was naturally not limited to that, but she knew that Duan Xiao was hiding even more than her. If they continued to fight, there was no need for it, it would even reveal her trump card, causing her to lose the initiative when fighting opponents with similar strength.

"Duan Xiao."

In the Middle Region camp, Ye Feng and her eyes narrowed at the same time.

Ye Feng had seen Duan Xiao's tyrannical strength, and was trying to imagine how quickly she would be able to win if she were to fight against Duan Xiao; but in the eyes, it was Duan Xiao who defeated Ying Ying, allowing her to admit defeat.

Although Ying was a participant from the Eight Dragons Witchcraft Clan, she did not offend any of the people from the Middle Region s or Middle Region s. Instead, she listened to Huan Huan's words and continued to choose Heaven Gate and Master Ghost Bone s as her opponents, as well as some participants from the other middle-ranking sects.

Even so, Duan Xiao did not let sher go, he still wanted to snatch the points from her hands!

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