Han Fengxue walked to Liu Chengfei with a sneer and mocked: "The genius of the Liu family is always such a waste in front of me!" He was too lazy to pay attention to Liu Chengfei's swearing eyes, Han Fengxue turned around and walked towards the people from the Technician Academy. He could kill Liu Chengfei now, but he didn't want to touch him so early. He would go back to Fengcheng soon to destroy the Liu family and let Liu Chengfei see with his own eyes that at that time, it was Liu Chengfei's doomsday.

"Now, can I hand over the token?" Han Fengxue looked at the five people from the Technician Academy lightly, her voice without any emotion.

The five people communicated for a moment with their eyes, and three of them took out a token and handed it to Han Fengxue.

"I gave you a chance, now I want six yuan!" Han Fengxue said calmly.

The five of them cooperated very well and handed over three tokens. Whoever had a strong fist was the reason. Not handing over the token was just asking for trouble.

Han Fengxue nodded with satisfaction and weighed the seven tokens in her hand, leaving only five for the five people from the Technician Academy. Liu Chengfei naturally lost his share. He was injured and could not threaten the five people from the Technician Academy. Whether the five people from the Technician Academy can keep the token depends on their strength.

He handed Leng Wuya and the others one piece, and there were three additional tokens. Han Fengxue knew that the extra tokens were very useful, and they could be used to trade money or skills with others, or to make favors. Because of this, no one would think there were too many tokens.

At this time, there were more and more people on the top of the mountain, and the five people from the Swordsman Academy saw that Liu Chengfei was injured by Han Fengxue, and the spearhead was directed at the five people from the Technician Academy. There were exactly the five tokens needed by their own team.

At this time, battles of all sizes broke out in other places on the top of the mountain. Han Fengxue had to admire the wonderful idea of ​​this first round of competition. The game that seemed to be without gunpowder was even more cruel than the ordinary battlefield. This was just on the surface. There might be many secret plots in the dark when going down the mountain.

Han Fengxue glanced at the entire mountain top. At first glance, she saw many acquaintances, including three masters from the three major academies who attended the Ao Yue Banquet, Hu Meng, Qiu Feng, Ximen Shuang, and an old acquaintance Leng Qiuyan, and a figure that was particularly noticeable. A girl in a technician college uniform had a somewhat similar appearance to Hua Yan's beautiful girl from the Imperial Capital Auction House. She did not have the charming and enchanting beauty of Hua Yan, but she had a light and pure elegance. Standing with Leng Qiuyan, the two beauties were particularly noticeable.

At the moment when everyone was confronting each other, there were still crowds constantly climbing to the top of the snow-capped mountain, and in some directions, three people quietly heading down the mountain almost at the same time. A trace of disdain and arrogance passed through their shining eyes, as if they were unwilling to be with these people.

As his eyes moved, Han Fengxue saw two people wearing Yaohui Academy costumes climbing up. They were the so-called two geniuses who had just entered the academy, Nie Yun and Nalan Ruoshui. At this time, they also had the cultivation of the Seven-Star Sect, which was very good, but unfortunately they were still thrown far away by Han Fengxue.

Han Fengxue smiled slightly and had some conspiracy in her heart. If Nie Yun and Nalan did not win the token, they would give them one by one. He participated in this competition entirely for the rise of Yaohui Academy. Just besides graduation, he should give He Lao a gift. The more people enter the second round, Yaohui Academy will naturally be more respectful. Unlike other three colleges, the other three colleges, in addition to external struggles, there is also a competitive relationship between the same college. It is best for those who can squeeze in to have their own, and they will never help others unconditionally. It is good to be able to avoid internal strife.

Of course, Han Fengxue would not give it to them immediately. It would be better if they could seize the token by their own means.

Nie Yun and Nalan walked together, carefully observing the situation around them. They also knew that their strength was too weak and did not want to directly grab the token. They were all masters from the four major academies. Where did they get their turn, they could only wait for an opportunity to move next to them.

"Get down!" A cold shout sounded, talking to Nie Yun and Nalan Ruoshui. The one who spoke was a man in his 1930s. On his face, a long sword mark was particularly eye-catching, and a fierce look was revealed in his eyes.

Nie Yun and Nalan's faces turned cold. They were just quietly aside, but they had never offended anyone. The person in front of them was obviously deliberately looking for trouble.

The sword scar man was wearing the Swordsman Academy's uniform, and his bloodthirsty and fierceness were clearly revealed in his eyes. The long sword in his hand was placed casually. Judging from his age, he knew that this person was an old student. None of the "old men" in this academy were good. After all, he was too weak and had no face to stay in the academy for a long time. Moreover, from the ruthlessness that broke out in his eyes, he was definitely not a madman who only cared about cultivation, but a training maniac who often rolled on the brink of death.

"When will the garbage raised by that old bastard Hexiao be qualified to compete with our three major academies for the token?" Jianhennan licked his mouth, and a trace of obvious contempt flashed in his eyes. What was a bit surprising was that he actually knew the name of Dean He. You know, at Yaohui Academy, few people know the word Hexiao.

"I'll count three times. If I don't get out, I'll send you down by myself." Seeing that the two of them were not moving for a long time, the sword scar man sneered again. Judging from his appearance, he didn't want Nie Yun and Nalan to go down, but clearly deliberately angered the two of them. The profound meaning is imaginative.

The tone of the swordsman was raised very high, and many people could hear the situation here. Some people who were not in the confrontation turned their eyes to this side and watched the development of the situation here with great interest, especially some people from the Swordsman Academy. They knew why the swordsman had to provoke Yaohui Academy, and they were even more interested in seeing this side.

Just as the sword scar man expected, Nie Yun and Nalan's faces were covered with a layer of frost, which looked even more pale in the snow and ice. They also knew what the word Hexiao represented, representing Yaohui Academy and the honor of the college.

The atmosphere between the two sides was tense, and the sword scar man began to count.

“One, two…”

Just as he was about to count to three, a sound of calm clouds and winds with cold breath came: "I'll count to three, if you don't get out, stay forever!"

Han Fengxue walked towards the sword scar man with gentle steps. The cold air on her face condensed into a layer of frost, and the evil aura in her heart continued to rise.

The sword scar man heard the cold voice and looked in the direction of Han Fengxue. Seeing that his eyes were on him, a sinister smile flashed in his eyes, his tongue rolled out, and he sneered at Han Fengxue, "No one dared to speak to me like this for a long time."

"one!"

Han Fengxue ignored him and started counting it straight away, which made the Jianhen man stunned again, wondering if the students from the four major academies were all so crazy in the years he was away.

Nie Yun and Nalan Ruoshui retreated when they saw Han Fengxue coming. They knew about Han Fengxue’s relationship with the dean. The sword scar man insulted the dean, and Han Fengxue would naturally not let him go. As for whether Han Fengxue’s strength was good, it was not within their considerations at all, and the dean’s words were still engraved in their minds.

"two!"

After counting the second sound, the sword scar man tightly held the sword's hand. Although he was confident in himself, he did not underestimate the enemy. Over the years, there are many people who died in his hands because of despising him. Moreover, looking at Han Fengxue's extraordinary temperament, he would definitely not be a mediocre person.

"three!"

As soon as the three words Han Fengxue were spoken, a dazzling sword light lit up, and the sharp sword light cut off the airflow. The human sword energy came straight to Han Fengxue's face.

The sword light enveloped Han Fengxue's whole body, and any direction of dodging was completely blocked. No matter where he fled, he would be immediately assigned by the sword light.

A smile appeared on the corner of Han Fengxue's mouth of a conspiracy. The sword scar man tried to anger Nie Yun. *They took action. Han Fengxue was also deliberately angering him, but while sneering, Han Fengxue was also a little surprised at the other party's strength. Such a powerful sword must have been trained after countless battles.

* Control the elements in the air to isolate the sword light, and at the same time block the sword's advance. The aura of fire and gold rose at the same time, and the light spots quickly condensed, forming a sharp and illusory long sword in an instant. Since dodging cannot dodge, then it will be hard.

The actual sword body touched the illusory sword, and a light sound of gold and iron intersecting, and the milky white and fiery red light spots spread everywhere. The sword scar man's long sword was bounced away without any pause. Han Fengxue's Bo Ling step was activated instantly, and the silver-white holy light spear appeared in his hand.

The rushing spear cut through the air, like a white light of light, stabbing at the sword scar man quickly. The sword scar man was not at all confused. Instead, he did not retreat, and the light surged again. As the sword shook, it also formed a afterimage. The sharp sword light overflowed and headed towards Han Fengxue.

Ignoring the sword light shot, the earth and gold elements had already arranged an invisible defense circle all over his body, and the sword light that was scattered could not break through his defense.

The direction and angle of the agile spear is always unpredictable. Cooperating with the Bo Lingbu under his feet, it is even more strange. He wanders around the sword scar man. When he catches the opportunity, he will be a thunderous shot.

The sword scar man was completely on the defensive. He had sword skills that were trained thousands of times, but he could not catch up with Han Fengxue in his body. The opponent's gun skills were no less than his own sword skills, which made him helpless. However, as the shining golden light danced, the sword scar man was surrounded by sword light. In his current state, Han Fengxue wanted to defeat him but was also delusional.

In fact, as long as Han Fengxue uses talented skills, it is not difficult to kill the opponent, but the problem is that he already knows his shortcomings. Relying too much on perverted talented skills will only make him rely on. He has secretly decided that he will never use talented skills easily unless he is at a critical moment.

The strong aura of fire and gold double elementals covered the tip of the spear. Han Fengxue suddenly shouted, and the spear rotated key shot towards the sword-scared man like a flying star.

A sneer appeared in the sword scar man's eyes. Han Fengxue's spear was facing his chest, and it was the place where he had the strictest defense. Even though the power of Han Fengxue's spear tip increased a lot, he could not break through the sword lights at all.

But what he thought of was Han Fengxue, how could he do anything meaningless?

"Explode!" With a loud shout, the sword scar man's feet that had not seen suddenly burst, and snowflakes scattered everywhere, and his feet were stepping out of the air. The sword scar man's body suddenly fell down. The sudden change made his face change, and the sword danced rapidly in a mess. At this moment, the silver spear broke through the layers of sword light, and the pointing point of the spear was no longer the sword scar man's chest, but his throat.

After the light sound, time condensed, and a drop of blood fell to the ground along the tip of the gun that penetrated his throat. The sword scar man stared in his eyes, his eyes slightly protruded, his eyes were dissipated, and he no longer had the breath of a living person. He became the first victim of the ranking battle of the Blade Snow Mountain and the four major academies.

Many eyes looked here and smacked their lips, feeling a little incredible. A middle-level master of the Sword Sect died on the top of the snow mountain, and the eyes looking at Han Fengxue also had a hint of fear. Although this round of competition will inevitably lead to bleeding, it is rare to think that Han Fengxue will solve the other party in front of everyone. She usually only attacks on the way down the mountain.

Some people from the Swordsman Academy even ran out their eyes and their breathing became a little heavier, as if they had seen something very scary and incredible. From time to time, more than twenty people faintly formed a circle and surrounded Han Fengxue. It can be judged from the vague momentum they released that these people did not have a fuel-saving lamp.

Han Fengxue was a little surprised. Although killing the sword scar man would inevitably make the people of the Swordsman Academy feel a little embarrassed and even angered some people, she did not expect that this situation would be caused. However, after a moment of surprise, he regained Gu Lan's calm expression. If these people really take action, he would all be next.

Among the people surrounding Han Fengxue, Ximen Shuang was also among them. Moreover, the others were vaguely led by him. Ximen Shuang stepped forward and pointed at the man with sword scars and said, "Do you know who he is?"

Han Fengxue didn't know why the other party asked this, shook her head: "No matter who he is, he should pay the price if he said something he shouldn't say."
Chapter completed!