"Puff..." Ye Meixiang covered her chest and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood.

Not only Ye Meixiang was exhausted by the gale of wind just now, but also the freshmen around her were knocked down.

At the same time, Feng Xinglan held a sharp sword with his condensation power expressionlessly.

"Ten thousand swords return to the sect!"

In that moment, the wind blew, the sword intent came out, and thousands of swords were fired!

‘Swish swish swish swish--’

The freshmen around him were all knocked down by the transformed sword.

Everyone was stunned.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Jing and others also used their ultimate moves.

With a few "swish swish swish swish", the newborn on the ring drastically decreased.

Now, on the arena, only eight people from Fengyun Team, Nangong Junze, Jing Zhan, and Dongfang Jingyu are left.

Everyone couldn't help but feel excited.

"Damn, I haven't watched for half a quarter of an hour, they are the only ones left on the ring!"
Chapter completed!