Chapter 68 Amazing Ranking

"Well, there has been a change in the ranking of the Tianhuo Martial Arts Ranking."

Elder Liu, who was waiting in the main hall, found that the ranking jade bi reflected the white light of the debut, and immediately cast his eyes on it.

"Jiang Yijun, he's on the Skyfire Martial Ranking."

Looking at the changes in the ranking of the jade bi, Elder Tan and Elder Liu discovered Jiang Yijun's name at the end of the jade bi.

"Elder Liu, I said that Jiang Yijun has a chance to rush to the Skyfire Martial Ranking this time. Are you still optimistic about that Ye Chenfeng?" Elder Tan asked with a faint smile.

"Jiang Yijun's strength is good, but isn't Ye Chenfeng still out of the Heavenly Soul Formation? Maybe he can also create miracles." Elder Liu said slowly, but his confidence was much weaker.

"Elder Liu, don't be joking. Regardless of his first time to enter the Heavenly Soul Formation, his first-level illusionist realm strength alone determines that he cannot be on the Heavenly Fire Martial Ranking." Elder Tan retorted.

"Let's wait patiently." Elder Liu took a deep breath and said.

About a minute later, the Tianhuo martial arts list changed again, Jiang Yijun's ranking went further, ranking 49th.

"Well, someone came out."

After the ranking jade bi changed, a muffled sound suddenly sounded in the silent hall, a figure flew out from the array pattern light gate, and fell on the icy ground in embarrassment.

"Jiang Yijun."

Looking at Jiang Yijun who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, his clothes were badly damaged and fell to the ground, Elder Tan raised his brows slightly. He thought that Ye Chenfeng would end Jiang Yijun's battle earlier, but the reality was completely different from his imagination.

"Forty-ninth, I finally made it to the Skyfire Martial Ranking."

Jiang Yijun wiped off the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth and got up on the ground. When he saw the ranking on the jade bi, he showed an excited smile.

"Well, Ye Chenfeng, where did he go?"

After confirming that he was on the Skyfire Martial Ranking, Jiang Yijun immediately looked for Ye Chenfeng's figure, trying to stimulate him fiercely, but found that he was not in the hall.

"Elder Tan, I don't know where Ye Chenfeng has gone?" Jiang Yijun asked Elder Tan who testified for them.

"Ye Chenfeng hasn't come out of the Heavenly Soul Formation yet," said Elder Tan.

"What! With his strength, how could he last so long." Jiang Yijun's expression changed suddenly, and he said in disbelief.

"His grades can't be better than mine, he must be hiding somewhere deliberately and delaying time." Jiang Yijun with a gloomy face constantly comforted himself.

"Buzz!"

Just as Jiang Yijun was comforting himself, streaks of dazzling white light were reflected in the ranking jade bi, and the name at the end of the ranking jade bi changed again.

A name that Jiang Yijun, Elder Tan and others could not believe appeared at the bottom of the ranking of jade bi.

"Impossible, it's not true."

Jiang Yijun rubbed his eyes hard, unable to accept the facts in front of him, and felt a little uneasiness in his heart.

"Ye Chenfeng, he really did it."

Elder Liu's mood was diametrically opposite to Jiang Yijun's. Seeing Ye Chenfeng on the Tianhuo Wu Ranking, he was sincerely happy for Ye Chenfeng.

"Elder Tan, I'm not mistaken, this Ye Chenfeng will definitely give us a big surprise." Elder Liu said with a smile.

"Elder Liu, it's your vicious vision. This Ye Chenfeng's talent probably surpasses that of Fu Youyue and Lin Fuxin." Elder Tan took a deep breath, suppressed the shock in his heart, and admired it.

"Well, the ranking Yubi has changed again."

Just when Elder Liu and the two were talking about Ye Chenfeng, the ranking of Yubi changed again. Ye Chenfeng's score went further, surpassing Jiang Yijun and ranking 49th.

"It's not true, I must be dreaming, he can't be so powerful."

Thinking of his bet with Ye Chenfeng, Jiang Yijun felt a strong unease in his heart, and a wisp of cold sweat flowed down his forehead.

At this time, in the fourth layer of the Heavenly Soul Array, Ye Chenfeng was blood-soaked in a melee with two fourth-level phantom beast masters. Fusion, reaching 25,000 catties of power.

"Blood snake print!"

Ye Chenfeng quickly made a series of complicated handprints with his left hand, and a lifelike blood snake instantly turned into a large blood-red handprint, which directly shook the nearby fourth-level illusionist back.

Then, ripples appeared in the air, and a sharp sword light shot out, like lightning rushing to thunder, directly splitting the body of the fourth-level illusionist, killing him.

After killing a fourth-level phantom beast master, Ye Chenfeng's pressure dropped sharply, his body flashed, approaching the fourth-level phantom beast master who was repelled by the blood snake mark, and launched a thunderous strike at him.

"Bang!"

The scarred fourth-level illusionist was attacked by Ye Chenfeng's strongest force, and his entire body was immediately covered with cracks. When the force of 25,000 jin rushed into his body, he cried out in pain, and his whole body burst open. , turned into a cloud of light and dissipated in the air.

"Huhu, the difficulty of the fourth layer of the Heavenly Soul Array is really great."

All the way to the middle half of the fourth layer, Ye Chenfeng consumed a lot of soul power and physical strength, but through the trials of life and death, Ye Chenfeng's understanding of the sword situation has improved to a level, and he has realized the artistic conception of the phantom. The essence of power.

The power of the artistic conception of the shape-shifting phantom is the artistic conception of the shadow. Only by grasping the true meaning of the artistic conception of the shadow can we condense the speed shadow and cultivate the shape-shifting phantom to the first realm.

"Whoosh!"

A phantom light flashed under Ye Chenfeng's feet, increasing his speed to an unbelievable level. He moved around on the narrow stone road, dodging continuously like a ghost to avoid the attacks of a fourth-level illusionist who sneaked up on him.

As Ye Chenfeng moved faster and faster and became more flexible, an afterimage faintly appeared behind his body.

The appearance of this afterimage slightly increased Ye Chenfeng's movement speed, allowing him to easily dodge the attack of the fourth-level illusionist.

Just as Ye Chenfeng stepped on the Displacement Phantom and hurried towards the end of the stone road, suddenly, he felt a strong sense of danger deep in his heart, and his whole body turned twice in a row, dodging a speed. Extremely fast gun shadow attack.

"A fifth-level illusionist."

Looking at the black-clothed man who was holding a black spear and blocking his way to Lu'a, Ye Chenfeng showed a dignified expression. Judging from the breath of the black-clothed man, his strength reached the realm of a fifth-level illusionist.

If he was in his prime, he had the confidence to kill the fifth-level illusionist, but at this moment, he was severely exhausted and could not exert his strongest strength at all.

More importantly, his retreat was blocked by the six fourth-level phantom beast masters who were chasing after him, leaving him with no way out.

"Fight!"

In the face of a powerful enemy, Ye Chenfeng burst out with unprecedented fighting intent. With his high roar, he was like a flying arrow from the string. Beastmaster.

A sword light like mercury pouring down to the ground pierced the hot air, like a nine-day thunder, and a sword shrouded it.