The powerful sword light is much stronger than the previous one.

Yi Bai's eyes were confident, and underestimating him would pay the price.

boom!

The sword light fell, shattering the stones, and countless gravels were swept out, hitting many students from Qianrenyuan.

The smoke and dust filled the sky, Yi Bai turned over and fell to the ground, and snorted lightly.

"One Yuanyuan, but that's it."

He raised his head and Yi Bai looked forward. With this move, he was confident in defeating all the students in the inner Gang realm.

However, Yi Bai suddenly saw that there was no movement in the other people in the Yiyuan Court.

Even the expression on his face did not change at all.

Lu Fan, Chu Xing, and Chu Tian were still smiling. The eldest brother was closing his eyes to rest. Master Yiqing and Master Daoguang were chatting about something. He didn't concentrate on the competition in the stands.

Yi Bai's complexion changed slightly, and something seemed wrong.

The next moment, the breeze blew, and a breeze blew from nowhere, gently sweeping away the smoke and dust in front of him.

Then, what caught everyone's eyes was Han Feng's extremely calm appearance.

He gently bounced off the dust on his body, but Han Feng had nothing to do.

A layer of Gang robes are covered with her body, which represents the cultivation level of the outer Gang realm.

Gudong, Gudong.

A series of sounds of swallowing saliva sounded.

Yi Bai's eyes were filled with fear, external gang realm!

This is not a difference of one or two levels, but a complete state of difference. Without particularly despicable means, he will never have the possibility of victory.

Han Feng was not arrogant at this time, and looked at Yi Bai calmly and said, "Do you still want to fight?"

Yi Bai felt his hands begin to tremble. All the students from Qianrenyuan no longer scolded Han Feng.

The strength is there, and the strong cannot be insulted.

Master Yun sighed, it seemed that their Qianrenyuan was destined to be tortured by Yiyuan Yuanyuan today.

Master Yun turned around and said to a student beside him, "Yun'an, are you sure of victory?"

The student named Yun'an was wearing a pitch-black cloak, lowered his head, and only showed his twinkle eyes.

"It's okay. He just entered the outer realm."

Yun'an's voice was a little hoarse, and it sounded like something stuck in his throat.

On the stage, Yi Bai's eyes flashed and he finally rushed out.

He couldn't admit defeat!

Yi Bai's palm suddenly condensed a long sword of Gangjin. At this moment, he actually had a breakthrough.

A sword stabbed out, and the sound of qi bursts continued.

But the next moment, Yi Bai flew backwards, the clothes on his chest were scratched, and a sword wound that could see the bone appeared.

Han Feng had a long and clear sky sword in his hand.

Yi Bai turned over and fell to the ground, gritted his teeth and looked at Han Feng and said, "Don't you not use a sword?"

Han Feng looked at Yi Bai with contempt and said, "Who said I don't need it? I don't need it if I have a sword. I'm stupid."

Yi Bai was so angry that he vomited another mouthful of blood and fell into a coma.

The instructor stepped forward and pulled Yi Bai off the platform and announced calmly.

"Yiyuanyuan, Han Fengsheng."

Master Hanging in the air face was frost and lost two consecutive games, and even lost in the hands of the same person, Qianrenyuan lost all his face.

If all three games are lost, Qianrenyuan is destined to become the laughing stock of the nine branches.

Master Xuankong said coldly: "Yun'an, you go up."

Yun An stood up, threw away his cloak, revealing a scarred face.

In an instant, Yun An jumped out of the stands and came directly to the competition platform.

When Han Feng saw this person, his eyebrows raised slightly.

"Yun'an, it's you again!"

Behind him, Chu Xing and Chu Tian also became interested.

Chu Xing whispered to Lu Fan: "Junior Brother Lu Fan, it's him. It's Yun'an, who defeated us last time."

Lu Fan nodded slightly.

Yun An hugged his shoulders with both hands and said, "Come on, let's go through a few moves."

Han Feng laughed and said, "I don't have this interest. Junior Brother Lu Fan, come on this fight."

As he said that, Han Feng walked down with his eight characters.

Lu Fan was slightly stunned and watched Senior Brother Han Feng wink at him.
Chapter completed!