After another half an hour passed, the murloc man began to be unable to hold on, and barely stood up and walked outside. It seemed to be to preserve his strength and to use it in the last level.

"Grandma's, I won't play anymore, save your energy and wait until the last level!"

Seeing the murloc men get up, the giant men also stood up and left within the white line.

There were still ten people just now, but now there are only six people left, two humans, three monsters, and the young master of the cat people. There is no change in the expressions on the faces of these six people.

The elven girl floating outside glanced at each other, swept the magic wand in her hand, the white line shrank a few meters inward, and the light shield continued to descend, the thick pressure resembling a giant mountain, violently descending.

"Crack!"

Even standing outside, you can clearly hear the sound of clicking from the six people inside. This is the sound caused by the bones being bent instantly.

The huge gravity weighed a million catties, and the weight of a mountain was close to the weight of the six of them. Ye Feng's legs almost sank into the ground. Otherwise, the spine was still straight and there was no sign of being bent. .

The Nine Gods and Demons are running fast. Of course, I don't want to miss such a good opportunity. It is the first time that Ye Feng encounters it through pressure training. The greater the pressure, the more the human body's potential can be stimulated.

The body of a monster race was already bent, and his head was almost lowered. In desperation, he stretched out his hand and gestured out.

Beyond the white line, the elven girl waved the magic wand in her hand, and the pressure on the monster clan disappeared and walked out of the white line. Now there are only five people left.

The young master of the cat race stared at Ye Feng fiercely, not understanding why Ye Feng could hold on for so long.

His eyes continued to look at other people. There was also a human on Ye Feng's right, with a lot of sweat on his face, and it was estimated that it would not last long.

The other two monster races were in similar situation, and could only insist on one tea time at most, but Ye Feng could not see through.

In the first level, Ye Feng won the first place. This time, Yu Mao must seize the opportunity, close his eyes, run the cat clan's top techniques, and begin to resist the pressure like Mount Tai.

Sure enough, after a cup of tea, the two monster races stood up with the young human man, walked out of the white line, and each saved some strength.

In the entire white circle, only Ye Feng and the young master of the cat human race were left, and countless eyes gathered on them.

"Let me just say, this kid really has potential. It seems that getting the first level in this level is not a big problem!"

An elven ancestor touched his beard, with a tone of appreciation, thinking that Ye Feng still had a chance to continue to get the first place.

"This time the cat people are coming aggressively, and the strength of this royal cat cannot be underestimated. It is not a good thing for our elves!"

Another elven ancestor stroked his beard, and seemed unwilling to let the cat people marry their elven saint.

"The old ancestor Boll is right. The cat people are coming aggressively. It is estimated that it is for our elves holy tree. In the entire Western Desolate Gods, only our elves holy trees restrain their cat people’s destiny psychology. Once the holy tree is destroyed, it will No race can restrain the cat people!"

The ancestor of Kak has a strong color, if the young master of the cat human race gets the first place, I don't know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing.

"The best way is for someone to stop Yumao. If he gets the first place and forcing us to destroy the elven sacred tree, from then on, is it not at the mercy of the cat people? The cat people have been beating our elves for so many years The idea of ​​the sacred tree was almost destroyed several times!"

The ancestor Aya also disagrees that the young master of the cat people can marry the elven saint, which will be a huge threat to the elves in the future.

"But can we stop it? It seems that the other races are not as strong as the Cat People. If this continues, the Western Desolate Gods will fall into the hands of the Cat People sooner or later."

The ancestor Dimi also looked sad. The elves must not be destroyed in their hands. The sacred tree is the inheritance of the elves. Once it falls into the hands of the cat people, it will be a disaster for the elves and the entire Western Desolate Region.

Elf ancestors are discussing that they don't want the young master of the cat people to marry the elven saint. This is too threatening to the elves.

"This kid is not bad. If he can get the first place, it is not a good way!"

The only female elven ancestor looked at Ye Feng and thought that Ye Feng had the ability to stop the young master of the cat race.

"The analysis of the ancestor Gilly makes sense. This kid may be able to stop Yu Mao, so that we can save the sacred tree of our elves!"

The ancestor Kak thinks that ancestor Gilly is right. From the first level, Ye Feng has realized the long lost mist of the elves. In the magic circle, he persisted for so long, and he was no different from the young master of the cat people. .

"But we don't know anything about the origin of this man. Who knows if he has another plan. We should be careful not to get caught by the cat people!"

Old ancestor Giri reminds everyone at this time.

"But it's not like it. He can comprehend the long lost mist of our elves. This is the will of heaven. If we can marry the saint, it will be the will of heaven!"

The ancestor Chev believed that Ye Feng's sudden appearance was absolutely God's will.

The other ancestors nodded, and the appearance of Ye Feng was indeed a god. Perhaps it could really stop the cat people and let the cat people marry the saint, which is definitely not good news for the elves.

No one else knows all of this. The dozen or so elven ancestors are all communicating souls, and outsiders can't hear them.

In this grand ceremony of the elven saints, the cat people are coming so aggressively, almost hundreds of cat people have come, and even several elders of the cat people have come personally, so that other races have already smelled the smell of gunpowder.

It has not been a year or two for the cat people to dominate the Western Desolate God Territory. Because of the relationship between the sacred tree of the Elf race, they can't achieve their wishes. In these years, whether it is dark or bright, it has not been once or twice to destroy the sacred tree of the Elf. All were resolved by the elves.

The range within the circle is getting smaller and smaller, the white line is shrinking a little bit, the mask continues to fall, and the pressure is increasing at an extremely fast speed.

From inside Ye Feng's body, there were bursts of clicking noises, one by one, the keels propped up, so that Ye Feng's body was still so tall and straight, there was no sign of bending.

It was the young master of the cat race, his body began to bend slightly, unable to withstand the pressure like a giant mountain, and the expression on his face began to twist.

Seeing that Ye Feng was still calm and calm, Yu Mao's expression began to become savage. If Ye Feng were to get the first place, what face would the cat people have.

The first level was just one step away, and being given the first opportunity by Ye Feng was a shame to the cat people, because the young master of the cat people was one step away from the end.

At the current survival level, if nothing happens, Ye Feng is still the first. Although it does not affect the final result, Yu Mao is very unhappy. In the Western Desolate God Realm, who dares to oppose the cat people.

Moreover, Ye Feng had fought with him, and even ran away from him. He had already formed a life-and-death hatred, causing the young master of the cat race to look gloomy and terrible.

Yu Mao’s expression gave Ye Feng a panoramic view. Although he didn’t look directly at him, his sense of consciousness was clear, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. A faint murderous aura radiated from Ye Feng. As long as the four girls were saved, Ye Feng would want to do everything. Way to destroy the cat people.

From the stands, some elders of the Cat People and important people from the Cat People came. Seeing his Young Master clenching his teeth and insisting, the eyes looking at Ye Feng showed a naked killing intent.

The cat people don’t know much about Ye Feng, and only a few people participated. Those who knew the inside story had taken the initiative to kill.

"Ka Ka..."

The pressure skyrocketed again, Yu Mao's body suddenly bent down, and his entire head could not be lifted, let alone his spine, and was severely bent.

"Boy, count you cruel, in the last level, I will let you die in the ring!"

Yu Mao let out a sneer, waved his right hand, gave up and continued to compete with Ye Feng, issuing a cold threat.

"With each other, the last level, I hope you don't meet me too early, so you can live for a while!"

Ye Feng fought back with Yu Mao's words, fighting back teeth and fighting violence with violence. Only in this way can he vent the anger in Ye Feng's heart.

In the Western Wild Gods, he did not offend anyone. For no reason, the relatives around him were planted with destiny psychology by the young master of the cat race. Now the life and death are uncertain, and the terrible killing intent has been suppressed by Ye Feng in his heart.

The pressure on his body disappeared, Yu Mao left the white line, and Ye Feng finally won the first place in the survival barrier.

The pressure disappeared, the white line disappeared, Ye Feng slowly stood up, patted the dust on his body, without any expression on his face, slowly walked towards the resting area, ignoring the weird eyes around him.

Many races don't understand how Ye Feng got involved with the cat people. It seems that the cat people are very hostile to him, and he is the same, full of endless killing.

"The last level will be held in an hour, everyone hurry up and rest!"

The elf girl looked at the one hundred people who passed the level and announced an hour before entering the final level.

"In the survival level, Yefeng won the first place and deserves a reward. The last level eliminates the first three battles. If you are drawn by your opponent, you will be defeated!"

The elven girl presented a reward. In the final martial arts level, Ye Feng was able to avoid three battles, which saved a lot of energy. This reward was very good.

After hearing the reward, the young master of the cat race gritted his teeth and skipped three games. Obviously, the elves are deliberately releasing water, hoping that Ye Feng will enter the final stage without fighting, but he needs to fight one after another so that Ye Feng can sit aside. Wait for work with ease.

Although knowing that the elves deliberately released water to let Ye Feng enter the final stage smoothly, the young master of the cat people has nothing to say, who made him fail to win the first place.

Ye Feng nodded to express his gratitude. He couldn't ask for it to save three battles.

Ordinary battles can't attract Ye Feng's interest anymore.

An hour passed in a flash, and it was already close to the afternoon. It is estimated that by twilight, the champion can be determined.

"Now we are drawing lots, single number to single number, double number to double number, the closest number is your opponent, for example, number one to number three, number two to number four, number five to number seven, and so on. analogy!"

The elven girl threw a lottery cage on the ring and let a hundred people go in to draw lots.