The loneliness on Tang Bin's face couldn't be concealed when he stepped down, and his handsome body seemed to be decadent in an instant. The only person sent by the Tang Sect of Seven Seas City stopped outside the top 12. Only oneself knows that if you want to complain, you can only blame God for injustice, so that he is divided into groups in the same rank as Fengji.
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Although Feng Jixing was hurt a bit, his expression was much stronger than Tang Bin's unknown. He walked down the stage unchanged, facing the congratulations from Chu Huaimu, Lin Muyu and others, he just said frankly: "If it's not. Rain’s dream of returning to the extreme peak helped me break through and step into the second heaven of heaven. I am afraid that the result is really hard to say. The power of the seventh heaven of Firefox is really real!"
Chu Huaimun nodded and said: "Next, it will be Ayu's responsibility. Ling Feng is the son of Zhen Guo General Ling Nantian. His father Ling Nantian is a general of the empire, and he is also an emperor-level powerhouse. Ling Feng is in his father's Under the guidance, it can be said that the tiger father has no dogs. The Ling family swordsmanship has always been famous for fast and accurate. Moreover, Ling Feng is good at hiding his strength and rarely shoots, so Ayu must be careful!"
"Oh, I see."
Lin Muyu slowly walked down the viewing platform with the Dragon Spirit sword, and from afar, Ling Feng also stepped onto the competition platform step by step, with a faint smile on his face and a second-tier profound sword in his hand. Although it is not as good as the Dragon Spirit Sword, it is enough to contend, but Lin Muyu’s biggest chance of victory is that his current cultivation base is the second heaven in the heaven, and Ling Feng is only the first heaven in the heaven. If you have more, you will naturally win.
Ling Feng held the sword in his arms and did not say politely. He smiled slightly: "Lin Muyu, it is said that your swordsmanship is good. It just so happens that my family's family swordsmanship from the Ling family is famous for close combat. Today, close swordsmanship is against swordsmanship. interesting!"
Lin Muyu frowned secretly, this Ling Feng is indeed extremely arrogant, this arrogance is almost better than Zeng Fang's arrogance, it seems that General Zhen Guo really spoiled this son.
Pushing the scabbard lightly with his thumb, the long sword in Ling Feng's hand was already out of the scabbard, and he dropped the scabbard directly, and the long sword turned into three sharp blades and struck it.
Lin Muyu also pushed the scabbard, drew out the Dragon Spirit Sword, and walked towards him. With his wrist lightly blocked three times, Ling Feng's offense was opened up. At the same time, he raised his boots and kicked it hard.
"scare?!"
Ling Feng didn't expect that Lin Muyu's close-up swordsmanship would be so good. He raised his foot and gave him a blow. Lin Muyu retreated with a "puff", but Ling Feng hovered around his boots, using his ingenuity to vent his strength into the ground. , Attacked from the flanks as soon as he turned, and the long sword flicked three lightning-fast attacks. He shouted in a low voice: "Yin and Yang three stacks!"
With a low growl, Ling Feng released the spirit of martial arts, it was the image of a behemoth of flame, lingering around his shoulders, the power of the spirit of martial arts poured into the blade, making each of these three swords very powerful.
Lin Muyu had a deep insight into the power, but the sudden attack also made him a little unprepared. He could only quickly call out the gourd wall. In a golden light flashing, the golden gourd wall lingered around him, forcibly blocking the opponent's attack. "Boom bang bang" three consecutive swords, unexpectedly directly split the mysterious tortoise shell, and when he succeeded in hitting his hand, he immediately raged on the gourd wall with a violent kick.
"Peng!"
Lin Muyu retreated three steps in a row, her face was full of shock, and she suffered such a big loss during the confrontation. This Ling Feng's family inherited martial arts is really good, and it is no wonder that Ling Nantian can be as big as the Zhen Guo general. Official! As Chu Huaimen said, the Ling Feng in front of him was definitely not here to send points, and he might even take away his qualifications to advance to the quarterfinals.
"Hey-hey… "
After Ling Feng's set of continuous attacks, his aura was stable, and a faint milky white grudge lingered around him, and he smiled: "How? My Ling family's martial arts spirit is the second-class martial arts spirit-Flame Hachi, the legendary ancient alien beast. It’s not as good as the tenth-class gourd martial arts spirit... Master Lin Muyu, you are a master of the temple and one of the imperial guards. I can preserve my reputation."
He spoke extremely plainly, as if all this was supposed to be.
Lin Muyu couldn't help laughing secretly, flipping his wrist lightly, and the Dragon Spirit Sword uttered a faint sword groan, and smiled: "Thank you, Major General, for your kindness, but we are still undecided. How shameful it is to admit defeat early!"
"Well, that young master will hit you until you kneel down and beg for mercy!"
Ling Feng let out a sneer, and the next moment he leaped forward again, fighting qi transformed the wind, the long sword flipped in the wind, and there was a sudden whistling. As if to pierce the skin, this Ling Feng is really too sharp!
I want to come to Ling Feng to keep a low profile, never discuss with Feng Jixing, Chu Huaimen, etc., for about the gilt dragon talisman for this sword fighting conference, right? The gilt dragon talisman, the dragon talisman that can command the empire's 10,000 troops, is indeed too valuable to think about it. Anyone wants to obtain this gilt dragon talisman to enhance their status and power in the army.
Not to mention the wind, how could Lin Muyu lose to him? With a single hand, the Dragon Spirit Sword had already been released, but the power of the surrounding wind laws instantly surged and turned into a more powerful hurricane towards Ling Feng. Go!
Take the wind to protect the sword!
Lin Muyu had five fingers, and his anger exploded. Tens of thousands of wind force powers turned into sword blades and pierced towards Ling Feng. Almost every wind blade was like a real sword, and it was impossible to guard against.
Ling Feng was stunned, almost unable to open his eyes, hurriedly bent over, and shouted: "Haechi Fire Shield!"
"Om..."
The martial soul roared, and the fighting spirit turned into a flaming red shield and appeared in front of Ling Feng. It seemed that his flame Hachi martial soul also possessed defense skills, but the number of skills must not be as many as Lin Muyu.
"Boom boom boom..."
The wind blades bombarded the fire-red shield one after another, and the fire shield became thinner and thinner. Just when the energy of the wind sword was used up, Ling Feng opened his eyes but saw Lin Muyu galloping, his fists were full of flames. The bang on the Hachi Fire Shield!
"boom!"
The fire shield was instantly shattered, and Ling Feng was blasted to the point where his vitality surged, and he drew back abruptly. Before he had time to recover, Lin Muyu opened his palms, the flames lingering in his hands, holding a high-speed spinning long sword, rushed towards him with fire. sword!
Ling Feng was taken aback without thinking, almost instinctively swept out the long sword, his vigorous fighting spirit turned into layers of air armor waved with the ears of the sword blade layer, accompanied by his loud shout: "Sword swing!"
Lin Muyu was surprised by the fact that the Ling Family's swordsmanship was really good, and it could actually turn an attack into a defense, but can this defense really stop the power of Long Yan's spiral break
Obviously not!
"Boom!"
The dragon spirit sword drove straight in, and instantly penetrated Ling Feng's sword swing defenses. Ling Feng was so horrified that he hurriedly placed the long sword horizontally in front to directly block it. As a result, the high-speed spinning dragon spirit sword "ding-ding-ding" pierced Lingfeng. On top of the long sword, there was a "knock" in less than half a second, directly shattering Ling Feng's long sword!
This long sword can be considered as a master protector, otherwise it would not be the sword that would break, but Ling Feng's throat.
However, the Dragon Spirit Sword continued its momentum, still carrying the spiral true dragon element fire blasting towards Ling Feng's throat. Just when Ling Feng was about to close his eyes and wait for death, he suddenly "slapped" the Dragon Spirit Sword's sword. Holding the handle, Lin Muyu smiled and stopped the thrust of the Dragon Spirit Sword. The blades were less than one centimeter apart on Ling Feng's throat, and smiled: "Now, is it considered that I have won?"
Ling Feng was so frightened that he dared to do it. After all, this sword fight conference was signed for life and death. Even if Lin Muyu took the opportunity to kill himself, his father would not be able to pursue anything, so he nodded and said: "Master Lin Muyu's swordsmanship is extraordinary. , Ling Feng is already willing to bow down!"
"Wow!"
Lin Muyu retracted the long sword, clasped his fists, and said, "I have given up!"
Ling Feng also restrained his arrogant posture, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Master Lin Muyu, for your advice, Ling Feng lost, you won!"
When Ling Feng stepped down the stage, there was applause from the Wushu platform. It was the applause brought by Qin Yin and Tang Xiaoxi. Even Qin Jin nodded, with a look of approval on his face. Lin Muyu, the emperor The son of justice did not disappoint him, and was far better than Ling Feng in terms of cultivation and morality.
Lin Muyu stepped off the stage and waited for the next game.
A few games later, there was another crucial match. Chu Huai-Mian faced Zeng Fang. This was very entangled, and it made Chu Huai-Mian very difficult to do. After all, Zeng Fang is Zeng Xiang’s younger brother and won. Some are sorry for Zengxiang. Shenhou Mansion’s preparations in the Sword Fighting Conference are also very adequate. Zengfang is almost the entire bet of Shenhou Mansion. Once Zengfang loses, Zeng Yifan’s face is definitely not good-looking, but if Chu Huai If he lost, it was Yu Linwei's person who was lost, the face of the royal family.
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Chu Huaimun stood up majestically, his clear eyes looked at the martial arts stage in the distance, that was his dream!
Feng Jixing sat on the icy stone steps and smiled slightly: "If you are named Chu, you can win the retort with about 50% chance of winning with the star-catching finger. If you don't use it, then you will lose, I I heard that Zengfang has also taken Menghui Jifeng, and he has entered the second heaven of the heavens. He has passed on his unique skills to Zengyifan, so you can figure it out!"
Chu Huaimen looked calm and said, "Strive for a victory!"
"good!"
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Zeng Yifan squinted his eyes and said lightly on the seat of Guanwutai Shenhou Mansion, "Fang'er, the opponent is Chu Huaimu, an opponent that should not be underestimated, you must not underestimate him, Chu Huaimen is a star. Refers to the masters of hermits, with strong finger strength, even capable of penetrating the armor of fighting spirit. Now Chu Huaimei is a master who has stepped into the second heaven of heaven. If you are not capable of the enemy, there will be outspoken."
"Yes, my father."
Zengfang carried the long sword, and smiled: "Don't worry, the child will definitely defeat this mess, and let Sister A know that waste can't be regarded as the son-in-law of my Zong family!"
Zeng Xiang frowned lightly, and there was no expression on Qingli's face, but said indifferently: "Brother, you should be more careful."
Zengfang wanted to speak but stopped, he knew that Zeng Xiang's words were full of profound meaning.
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