Figures swarmed around, and the eyes of those contestants revealed a look of madness as they rushed toward Ye Feng.
In just the blink of an eye, seven or eight people had surrounded Ye Feng effortlessly.
They simultaneously drew their weapons, wrapped in True Essence, and charged at Ye Feng almost in unison.
However, Ye Feng stood his ground, and on his fingertips, a stream of Sword Qi gathered, entwining around.
Ye Feng took an easy step forward, his figure flickering, and in an instant, he moved past the seven or eight powerful warriors at an incredibly swift pace, as if shrinking the ground into inches, bypassing them with one step, followed by an overwhelmingly pale sword light that swept by, sending shivers down their spines.
The Void instantly twisted, as if a long line stretched through the air, and a line of blood appeared at their waists. The seven or eight experts looked in shock at their wounded positions.
