"Crack!"
He saw that half of the people who rushed towards ye Wushuang were frozen in ice. Only one or two broke through the ice and attacked.
The people in the other directions were not any better. Cheng Yu, the city Lord of the ancient city of Fengling, stood still on the spot. The disciples who were rushing toward him passed him one by one and rushed down the ring.
The city Lord of Yu city, Yu shaotian, was injured and several disciples were thrown out of the arena.
Qin Feng's body turned into a shadow as he shuttled through the crowd. Wherever he passed by, there would be wails. He slammed a disciple onto the ground and said in a deep voice,"Walk down on your own!"
……
After half an incense's time, half of the people had already left the stage, and the remaining half were the people who could truly show their true strength.
However, after fighting for a while, they were still no match, and they left the ring one after another.
