Chapter 635

In the end, only Yan Ze and Dong Yufeng remained on the field.

"Haha, satisfying, satisfying!"

Dong Yufeng shook his feather fan lightly, dispersing the sky full of wind and landing.

"Yan Ze brother, with your wind power helping me, I really feel that my skills have the power of the fourth turn!" He looked at Yan Ze, smiling slightly.

"Speaking of which, Hua girl really has backbone, not fearing pain and meeting death calmly." Then he sighed.

Yan Ze spoke little, just remaining silent.

"Now, only the last five people are left on the field." Dong Yufeng continued.

His eyes became somewhat playful.

Yan Ze nodded.

"Not bad, this means that after eliminating the last person, the top four will be out, and this battle will end." Yan Ze's eyes were serious, and he said in a deep voice.

As the words fell, the eyes of both became somewhat full of battle intent.

Swish!

Slap!

Both raised their weapons at the same time, almost simultaneously, aiming at each other.

"Why don't we decide the final winner between you and me?" Yan Ze's eyes were serious.

Dong Yufeng pointed his feather fan at Yan Ze, also nodding, his smile bold.

"Hahahaha, same as what I thought, no one knows me better than Yan brother!"

"Your wind arrow is sharp, how could I not want to try who is stronger between you and me!"

"Make your move!"

The next instant, the two fought.

The audience was extremely excited.

"Excited heart, trembling hands, I didn't expect there would still be a 'Battle of the Two Winds'!"

"Too cool, this year's 'Battle of the Two Swords', 'Battle of the Two Winds', and Yang Xuan's 1V2 wonderful moments, you definitely couldn't see them in previous years!"

"Wait, I feel like something is missing... Zhang Guliu, why does he have no battle record at all in this top ten battle?"

"Sigh, his landing position is too remote, and no one has fought him all along."

"Moreover, after landing, he sat cross-legged, closed his eyes to rest, arrogant and extremely arrogant, always waiting for people to come to the door, really extremely arrogant."

"I'm afraid he didn't take this battle to heart at all; the finals are his destination, so he is too lazy to take the initiative to attack."

"That's true, with his strength, who would dare to take the initiative to fight him."

"Him entering the finals is also a sure thing."

Yan Ze frantically pulled the bow and shot arrows, wind and dust flowing under his feet, always maintaining the offensive while avoiding Dong Yufeng's skills.

At the same time, Dong Yufeng also flew forward, approaching ethereally, with wind blades dancing all over his body.

Both were wind-path vocational students, and for a time they fought inextricably.

Just then, an aura poured into the vision of the two.

The two turned their heads.

I saw a black-robed young man, holding a branch, walking over slowly.

It was Su Ming.

His mysterious and powerful aura made Dong Yufeng frown, and he even felt a bit fearful in his heart.

Because this was the pressure that only a fourth-turn, or even fifth-turn expert, could bring him!

Yan Ze recognized Su Ming, but his face was plain.

He had long expected that Su Ming would arrive at the center of the battlefield as soon as possible.

"Hehe, so what if someone comes? Yan brother, you and I are fighting, winning or losing is no longer important!"

"Not bad!" Yan Ze responded loudly.

"Even if I am taken advantage of by someone else, I want to fight you to the fullest!"

Even if they felt there were outsiders, Yan Ze and Dong Yufeng did not stop, still fighting, because they were fighting so heartily that they couldn't stop!

The two fought a bloody battle, forgetting themselves, with wind knives dancing all around, and the momentum was huge.