Chapter 2062: Punched on the Ring and Beaten Violently

Ye Feiran curled her lips and smiled, "It's not bad for one's own people to challenge one's own people!"

Hearing this, Yun Chen and the other four couldn't help but laugh, as if it was really good.

A quarter of an hour later, the challenger failed, and he was kicked off the ring by the defender, dying.

Seeing this scene, Ye Feiran and the others couldn't help but frowned. When the challenger was taken away by his companions to heal his wounds, they looked at the defender again.

At the same time, there was a whisper around.

"This person is too arrogant. Every time he beats the challenger to death."

"I really hope someone can treat him the way he treats him!"

"I'm afraid they don't dare. After all, Feng Song is the nephew of the Lord of the City of Never Night."

Hearing this, Ye Feiran and the others looked at each other. It turned out that they were still related!

Lu Yingzhou frowned and asked, "Then shall we still challenge?"

The three teams of Fengyun all looked at Lu Yingzhou, "Are you afraid?"

Lu Yingzhou was slightly stunned, then smiled, "You are not afraid, so why should I be afraid?"

Han Xize put his hand on Lu Yingzhou's shoulder, "That's all, just do what you should do, no matter if he is the nephew of the city lord."

What's more, they have a backer behind them, and a big backer. Compared with the backer, they have never been afraid.

When Feng Song recovered his spiritual power and stood on the stage again, Yun Chen and the other four discussed it, and Jiang Yinghan went on stage to challenge first.

Feng Song did not expect that the next challenger would be a female cultivator. When he saw Jiang Yinghan's appearance, a touch of surprise appeared in his eyes, and then he looked at her unscrupulously.

Jiang Yinghan frowned, and his consciousness moved, and there was a green silk in his hand, which was Fengzhu Silk.

Yun Chen and others under the stage also frowned, wishing to dig out Feng Song's eyes.

Feng Song saw that Jiang Yinghan's spiritual weapon was a silk ribbon, and with a move of his consciousness, he had a silver long sword in his hand, which was also a holy weapon.

After the referee saw that both sides were ready, he announced, "The competition begins!"

As soon as the voice fell, Feng Song took a step forward, holding the silver long sword and slashing at Jiang Yinghan.

Jiang Yinghan dodged flexibly, and then waved the Fengzhu silk ribbon in his hand, trying to entangle Feng Song's hand holding the long sword.

Feng Song also dodged.

In general, the first move is a test, so from the second move on, Feng Song began to stab Jiang Yinghan's vitals.

Although he was attracted by Jiang Yinghan's appearance, women were all playthings for him, as long as they could hold on, so he didn't care how Jiang Yinghan would be injured by him.

Jiang Yinghan narrowed her beautiful eyes, and stabbed Feng Song's vitals with every move.

Feng Song obviously didn't expect Jiang Yinghan to be so bold. He was distracted for a moment, and it was during this moment that he was cut on the face by Jiang Yinghan's Fengzhu Ling.

In fact, if he reacted a little slower, the cut would be on his neck.

This was going to kill him!

For a moment, Feng Song's breath became violent, and his attack became extremely fierce.

Jiang Yinghan still responded calmly, but his attack was equally fierce.

In a short period of time, the two of them exchanged dozens of moves, and the speed was so fast that even practitioners with low cultivation could not see their moves clearly.

In this way, Feng Song and Jiang Yinghan were always in a state of parity, as if they were watching whose spiritual power was exhausted.

Feng Song hadn't encountered such a challenger for a long time, so he was naturally unwilling to win by consuming spiritual power, so he found an opportunity to release his contracted beast.

An iron lion beast is just a ninth-level holy beast.

Many practitioners around saw the ninth-level sacred beast, their eyes were hot, but Han Xize and the others curled their lips, a little speechless.

Feng Song's strength was comparable to hers, so Jiang Yinghan did not show off, and directly asked the Red Blood Thunder Leopard to deal with the Iron Lion Beast, but she did not forget to remind the Red Blood Thunder Leopard to suppress the level to the first-level sacred beast.

There are so many masters in the City of Never Night, and they always have some trump cards.

As a result, even if the Red Blood Thunder Leopard suppressed the level to the first-level sacred beast, it still shocked the practitioners around.

"Oh my god, a level one divine beast!"

"Ahhh... I also want to have a divine beast contract beast!"

"Hehe, this time Feng Song hit a wall. I see this female Taoist friend is not afraid of Feng Song at all."

"This female Taoist friend is obviously an outsider cultivator. She probably doesn't know that Feng Song is the nephew of Feng City Lord."

Feng Song froze when he saw the Red Blood Thunder Leopard. Although the level nine holy beast and the level one divine beast are one level apart, there is a world of difference between a holy beast and a divine beast!

As expected, the Red Blood Thunder Leopard roared at the Iron Lion Beast, and the Iron Lion Beast crawled on the ground and couldn't even stand up.

Pah pah pah!

Silence is better than sound!

Feng Song felt that his face was swollen.

In anger, he suddenly threw a red seed under the ring.

The seed quickly took root and sprouted, and a thorny vine quickly grew.

"Feng Song has revealed all his cards. I wonder how this female Taoist friend will respond next?"

"Maybe this female Taoist friend also has spiritual plants!"

"Tsk! You're talking as if spiritual plants are everywhere!"

When the iron thorn vine swept over, Jiang Yinghan waved her hand, and a purple platycodon flower appeared in everyone's sight.

Everyone: "!!!"

This female Taoist friend actually has a spiritual plant too!

As soon as the platycodon flower appeared, it discovered the danger and subconsciously fought back. In a moment, the vine and the flower started fighting. The battle was fierce, and the practitioners around them were scared and took a few steps back.

Soon, the platycodon flower was in the upper hand.

Feng Song: "!!!"

At this moment, he was not fighting with Jiang Yinghan, but the repeated blows also made his throat surge with a sweet and fishy taste, his face was pale, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Ah..."

He suddenly shouted, and then raised his sword to slash at Jiang Yinghan.

For a while, the two people started fighting again, but Feng Song was impatient, and the silver long sword was entangled by Jiang Yinghan's Fengzhu Ling and could not move.

Feng Song tried his best to pull out the silver long sword, but he couldn't do it. Finally, he had to give up.

Jiang Yinghan seized the time and threw the silver long sword off the ring. Feng Zhu Ling quickly entangled Feng Song again.

The impatient Feng Song only felt that his eyes were full of green silk, which made him a little dizzy. Because of this, he suffered many injuries in a short period of time.

In the end, Jiang Yinghan simply put away the Fengzhu Ling and took close combat with Feng Song.

Seeing this, Feng Song's eyes suddenly lit up, because he had also tempered his body.

He thought he could turn defeat into victory, but after dozens of moves, he was directly beaten by Jiang Yinghan on the ring.

In the City That Never Sleeps, Feng Song had never lost to practitioners of the same level, but today he was beaten like this by a female cultivator, so he naturally refused to admit defeat.

Jiang Yinghan didn't know what he was thinking, and was worried that he would admit defeat, so he found an opportunity to remove his jaw directly.

The practitioners around: "!!!"

This move was amazing, Feng Song didn't even have the chance to admit defeat in person.