In the last round of the group stage, the match between Ye Fan and Lin Qingfeng became the focus of this round-robin competition.

On the one hand, Ye Fan smashed Qingtian, who was at the peak of the Holy Fetal Realm, and became the focus of the competition.

On the other hand, the match between Ye Fan and Lin Qingfeng will determine the final belonging to the quarterfinals!

On this day, the fifth group's competition field was crowded with people, and strong people and spectators from all sides, and even some contestants who did not have competition, gathered outside the competition field of the fifth group.

"My wife named Ye, I hope you can win, keep your head and I will take it myself!"

Before the competition began, Qingzi spoke out and wanted to take Ye Fan's head himself.

As soon as this sentence was spoken, everyone was uproared!

No one expected that Qingzi would say such a harsh word at such a critical moment.

"It's over, Ye Fan will definitely not advance to the quarterfinals!" Someone made such a judgment.

"Why?" the person next to him asked with confusion.

"Are you stupid? Qingzi is already a strong man in the early stage of the magical power realm. Even if Ye Fan can fight across levels, Qingzi can also fight across borders. Both of them are geniuses of the monster level, and they are fighting for realm and strength. Ye Fan's realm is too different, so he cannot be his opponent. Upgrading to the quarterfinals is equivalent to seeking death!" the man analyzed.

"Well, it makes some sense!" The man next to him was convinced, and the analysis was organized and full of persuasion.

"Even if Ye Fan advances to the quarterfinals, he may not be able to meet Qingzi. There are six other seed players. If Ye Fan was eliminated before meeting Qingzi, it wouldn't matter even if he entered the quarterfinals!" Someone said dissatisfied.

"That's right, even if Ye Fan enters the quarterfinals, he may not meet Qingzi. As long as he advances to the quarterfinals, he will be able to enter the two major academies. This is a supreme honor!"

Before the competition began, all kinds of speculations flew all over the sky. Many monks were speculating whether Ye Fan had the strength to defeat the seed player Lin Qingfeng, and whether he would choose to give up strategically under the threat of Qingzi.

"Ye Fan will never give up the opportunity to enter the quarterfinals!"

This is the judgment made by the Xuanwu Sect and Ya Ling.

Even in their opinion, Ye Fan was not afraid to fight Qingzi!

In addition, there are ungrateful wolves.

Listening to everyone's discussion, the white-eyed wolf curled his lips, looked at the people with his eyes slanted, and then lay down and went to sleep again.

It was very familiar with Ye Fan's strength. When he was in the gods, even Jiang Kuang, the descendant of the God of War, was abused by Ye Fan and could not find Bei, let alone Lin Qingfeng?

In its opinion, this game is no longer suspense, and there is no big difference between watching or not.

when!

A melodious bell rang, indicating the official start of the game. Ye Fan and Lin Qingfeng walked onto the field, one left and one right.

In this battle, in addition to Feng Chi, the vice president of the Immortal Academy also appeared, but he came to watch the game and would not interfere with the fairness of the game.

After the previous rounds of the competition, everyone became familiar with each other. At least they also had some means to know the other party’s name, so the program of the same name was automatically ignored.

"Both sides retreat and prepare for the game!"

Feng Chi looked solemn. After announcing the start of the game, he was ready to take action as if a bow with a string tightened.

The last incident of Qingheng being deposed made him scolded by the vice president of the Imperial Court, which made him particularly depressed.

For the same thing, he doesn't want to have a second time!

"Brother Ye, please give me advice!"

On the field, Lin Qingfeng looked solemn. He knew that this battle was probably the most difficult game he had in the round-robin competition!

"I dare not take the advice, learn from each other!"

Ye Fan smiled slightly, and he had long forgotten about the unhappiness he had born in Qishi Mansion before.

Swish!

Lin Qingfeng stopped talking nonsense and took the lead in showing his holy fetus. It was a black flag, which was the treasure of Tianqi Sect's sect. Only the sage son is qualified to condense his holy fetus based on this sect's holy object.

The holy fetus is when a monk reaches the peak of the true essence realm, and the true essence is transformed into holy power. It condenses into one thing in the dantian as the fundamental thing of holy power, and it can be anything.

Generally speaking, there are many people who condense into strange mysterious beasts, because as long as they condense successfully, they can exert some of the characteristics of the holy fetus.

However, there are also some arrogant monks who condense their holy fetus into dead objects, even swords, guns, swords, halberds, towers, furnaces, mirrors, jars, etc.

These holy fetuses have little effect in the early stage, but they are very powerful after the supernatural power realm, far better than ordinary holy fetuses of mysterious beasts.

The Xuantian Banner Holy Fetus, like Lin Qingfeng, belongs to the latter type of holy fetus. Once you reach the realm of magical power, you will exert all kinds of incredible mysterious powers.

"kill!"

Lin Qingfeng's aura surged, as if he was a killing god walking in the world. With a wave of his hand, he held his Xuantian Banner Holy Fetal in his hand and attacked Ye Fan!

"It turned out to be Xuantianqi. It seems that he will definitely replace the Holy Lord of the Tianqi Sect in the future and become the new generation of Holy Lord!"

There was a person who knew the goods in the crowd and could see at a glance that Lin Qingfeng's holy fetus was the treasure of the Tianqi Sect, the Xuantian Banner, which could use the Xuantian Banner as his holy fetus. There was no doubt that he would be the saint in the future!

Although the strength of the Holy Lord mentioned here is quite different from that of the real Holy Land Holy Lord, it is also a respectful title for the helmsman of the powerful forces.

When Ye Fan competes with a future Holy Lord, it is really hard to say whether they win or lose. Fortunately, they are not a life-and-death battle, otherwise this game would be even more exciting.

Even so, almost everyone in the square turned their attention here and seemed less concerned about the competitions in other competition areas.

clang!

A light flashed in Ye Fan's hand, and the Thunder Emperor Spear appeared in his hand. Since the opponent used a weapon, he could not compete with him naked.

Although Ye Fan can defeat him with bare hands, he will never be willing to expose more if he can retain his strength, because the subsequent game will be more difficult.

The more trump cards you exposed, the worse the unexpected effect will be, and it will be relatively difficult to defeat your opponent!

Ye Fan knew very well that those seed players who had defeated their opponents would definitely pay attention to their own matches, because this would determine who is one of the quarterfinals and who would meet them in the quarterfinals knockout round.

"The flag rolls eight wildernesses!"

Lin Qingfeng knew that when fighting with Ye Fan, he would never fight a protracted battle. Only by defeating him with thunder can he ensure that he can successfully advance to the quarterfinals.

call!

The black flag was spread out, covering the sky and the sun, and it was covered with mysterious patterns. It seemed like it had become a world, and Ye Fan was about to be swept into it.

Although Ye Fan didn't know what the Xuantian Banner of the Tianqi Sect was really good, he didn't dare to let it sweep itself in and shouted loudly. The Thunder Emperor Spear stabbed out thousands of spear lights.

"We are in power!"

Ye Fan shouted violently, and the Thunder Emperor's spear sounded, and sharp guns blocked the rolling Xuantian flag!

boom!!

Immediately afterwards, the Thunder Emperor Spear and the Xuantian Banner collided fiercely, making a thunderous sound. The entire arena was shaken, and the underground lines kept flashing, resolving the terrifying energy that ruined the world.

After the fight, Ye Fan's blood boiled, and strong blood rose from his heavenly spirit cap like a dragon, connecting to the nine heavens.

Mysterious skills are the whole body!

Ye Fan's whole body seemed to have become a bottomless pit, and the violent heaven and earth energy continued to enter his body and quickly transformed into his holy power!

"this"

Feng Chi almost bit his tongue. As a teacher in the Imperial Academy, he naturally knew what this situation meant.

Although the Xuan Gong is a small magical power, it is also a magical power after all. Ye Fan only comprehended this magical power in the middle of the Holy Fetal Realm, and he was simply a monster!

Um?

Lin Qingfeng was also shocked, and his heart suddenly sank. Ye Fan had already had a mysterious skill, which means that Ye Fan's combat power would be particularly long-lasting, and it would be difficult to consume his holy power.

After waiting for a long time, Lin Qingfeng decided to use his trump card, otherwise he would definitely be the one who lost after spending a long time.

"Well"

At the same time, the others in the square were also shocked. The mysterious skill was the whole body, which meant that as long as Ye Fan could withstand Lin Qingfeng's attack, he would be invincible. How could Lin Qingfeng win?

Qingxuan looked ashamed and completely hit without any confidence. He was also the descendant of the small sect, Ye Fan actually reached the entire body of Xuangong in the middle stage of the Holy Fetal Realm.

At this moment, he felt that compared to Ye Fan, he was no different from an ordinary person.

Qingzi's face looked very ugly. He had already entered the realm of magical powers. Naturally, he knew what the entire body of Xuan Gong meant to a monk.

"It's interesting!"

The ancient saint Gu Hao smiled slightly. Ye Fan gave him too many surprises. When he saw Ye Fan's mysterious skills, he knew that there was no suspense in this game. Lin Qingfeng would definitely lose.

Prince Jueluo's eyes flashed with a bright light, and he felt that he could not see through Ye Fan. This was a person full of mystery.

The Saint Son of Tianxuan frowned slightly, lowered his head, as if he was thinking about something. When he raised his head again, his eyes were calm, as if nothing had ever been born.

The Holy Son of Lingzhuang and Jin Changgeng of Jubao Pavilion looked at Ye Fan's performance with interest, not knowing what the final result would be.

Especially Jin Changgeng, he thought that after dating with Ye Fan over the past few days, he had already understood him. Only now did he realize that he actually didn’t know Ye Fan at all, there were too many secrets on Ye Fan!

"kill!"

The situation was unfavorable, Lin Qingfeng shouted loudly, and Xuantianqi stabbed Ye Fan's throat as a spear, shooting out a blue-black light, almost about to penetrate the void!

"The sun and the moon rise together!"

Ye Fan was not afraid at all. The Thunder Emperor Spear **** showed purple spear lights, colliding with the Xuantian Flag.

"boom!!"

A loud noise came out again.
To be continued...