On the training ground, the atmosphere was somewhat quiet, and the eyes of the twelve people stared at Liu Feng closely with cold light flashing in their eyes.
Without looking at them, Liu Feng took out the sleeping Xiao Jin from his arms and carefully handed it to Hong Yi, who took it with some curiosity. This was the first time she had seen Xiao Jin.
Stretching lazily, Liu Feng rolled his eyelids: "Are you coming together? Or who comes first?"
Seeing Liu Feng's once again disregard and arrogance, everyone was once again furious.
Nicholas Snow took a step forward and said coldly: "Let me learn from you your master's clever tricks."
Liu Feng glanced at her, flicked his fingers, and said nonchalantly: "Draw your sword, otherwise you will have no chance."
Anger flashed on Nicholas Xue's pretty face, and he sneered: "Sir, don't worry about me, just take care of yourself, and I won't hold back when the time comes."
Liu Feng chuckled and nodded, "Then are you ready?"
Nicholas Snow took a deep breath and said coldly: "Let's take action."
Liu Feng smiled slightly, nodded, and swayed slightly, "In an instant."
The figure disappeared in an instant, leaving behind an afterimage standing there with a smile on its face.
Nicholas Snow's purple pupils shrank suddenly, the space ring in his hand flashed with light, and a long sword appeared in his hand. Before he could hold it, a soft ridicule sounded in his ears: "You have such skill, how dare you be called a genius?
?I think he’s not even a fart."
A hint of shame and anger flashed across Nicholas Xuemei's pretty face, but she didn't dare to move her body, because on her vest, a warm palm was faintly imprinted on her heart. As long as she exhaled with all her strength, she would
The fragrance will fall on the spot.
Everyone in the field stared blankly at Nikolay Snow, who was subdued with just one move, their eyes full of disbelief.
They all know very well the strength of Nicholas Snow. The eighth-level Sky Swordsman... can't even make a move from the young man in front of him... This young man is so powerful.
Nicholas Xue Yin gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "You are just relying on your speed, what's so great about it?"
Liu Feng sneered: "Miss Nicholas Xue, you are still in your early twenties after all, you are not still so naive, right? When you are fighting with others in life and death, they will discard what they are good at and come to fight with you.
You fight?"
Nicholas Snow was dumbfounded. What he said just then was originally said out of anger, but he didn't expect to be caught and ridiculed by this guy.
Seeing her unconvinced face, Liu Feng smiled coldly: "What? Not convinced? Then I'll give you another chance." The figure swayed again, returning to the afterimage that had not yet disappeared, and with him
They overlapped.
Horror appeared on everyone's faces again.
Liu Feng smiled slightly, pointed his finger at Nicholas Xue, raised his finger disdainfully, and said with a smile: "Come on, you take the first shot this time."
Nicholas Xue Yinya bit his red lips tightly, and the ancient sword in his hand emitted a fiery light. The huge fighting energy came out of his body, suppressing the smiling young man in the void.
Feeling the pressure coming from around him, Liu Feng curled his lips slightly and said, "It is indeed Tian Jiaonu who has never experienced actual combat. Compared with the weak fighting spirit of the Blood Wolf and others, it is simply not on the same level."
Li Yeli was oppressed by the seemingly huge fighting spirit and said with a smile: "Is your fighting spirit only of this strength?"
Seeing the hateful smile on that face and the harsh words, Nicholas Xue's pretty face turned red, and his plump and delicate erections twitched slightly with anger. He took a deep breath and said in a cold voice: "You
Come and try it.”
Liu Feng shrugged, "You should go first. I'm afraid that if I make a move, you will lose again, and that won't be fun."
After being ridiculed repeatedly by Liu Feng, Nicola Xue finally couldn't bear it any longer. Normally, with her appearance and family background, anyone who saw her and didn't salute respectfully would never have received so many insults today.
The jade hand clenched the hilt of the sword, and her tone was cold to the bone: "I don't care who you are, I will definitely kill you." As her tone became colder, the fighting spirit on the ancient sword in her hand became stronger and stronger.
Liu Feng smiled disdainfully: "What qualifications do you have to be arrogant in front of me? With your strength? Or your family background? If your family background is really removed, in my eyes, you will not even be a beggar on the roadside."
."
Nicholas Xue's pretty face was livid, and his eyes were full of resentment. The hand holding the sword tightened again, and with a flick of his heel, it turned into a purple line and ran towards Liu Feng. The long sword in his hand drew a full moon, and he shouted coldly: "Yuan
Moon Dance Slash." As she finished uttering the words, the fighting spirit on the ancient long sword surged, and a full moon loomed on the tip of the sword.
Feeling that the fighting spirit had more than doubled, Liu Feng remained unmoved. He sucked in the energy in his right palm, and on the weapon rack more than ten meters away, a huge hammer was shot fiercely into Liu Feng's Zhang Zhang.
Open right hand.
After a slight dance, a hammer weighing more than a hundred kilograms whirred in the void.
The full moon above the sword tip became more and more substantial. Nicholas paused and slashed fiercely.
The full moon slashed through the void with a simple long sword, leaving a dark trail and slashed towards Liu Feng's head.
Outside the venue, the eleven people stared at Nikolay Snow's dancing-like Full Moon Slash without blinking, feeling frightened by the increasing fighting spirit in it.
Liu Feng raised his eyelids slightly and looked at the rapidly approaching full moon. The iron hammer was filled with true energy, emitting a faint silvery white light.
The attack comes in the blink of an eye.
Liu Feng violently swung the hammer with his right hand, sending out huge wind pressure and hitting the full moon.
"Bang, ding." Two loud noises sounded immediately in the field.
A purple figure was blown away more than ten meters by the huge force, leaving a mark on the ground.
Everyone was shocked again.
Scanning his eyes quickly, Liu Feng was swinging the hammer as if nothing had happened.
He clapped his hands, threw the hammer on the ground, strode to Nikolay Snow who was lying on the ground, and smiled condescendingly: "What? Are you convinced? If you are not convinced, you can come again."
Nicholas Xue was so embarrassed and angry that he spurted out a mouthful of blood and gritted his teeth and said: "I don't accept it."
"Oh, then come again." Liu Feng nodded and said ruthlessly.
Nicholas Snow propped himself up and stood stubbornly.
"However, I still have to say, it's a good sword." Liu Feng smiled slightly.
Nicholas Snow proudly raised his chest, "My swordsmanship is inherited from my ancestors, of course..."
Before she could finish her pride, Liu Feng interrupted her disdainfully, "I'm talking about the good sword in your hand, not your swordsmanship. Don't be sentimental."
Nicola Xue's pretty face turned red again, and she pointed at Liu Feng with trembling jade fingers, wanting to curse angrily, but her good tutoring prevented her from having any lethal words in her heart, so she didn't hold it back for a long time.
Say a word.
Liu Feng frowned and said impatiently: "Are you ready? After I deal with you, I have to train those guys over there."
Liu Feng's voice was not concealed, so it was transmitted word by word to the ears of the eleven people outside the court. Outside the court, the eleven people were stunned for a moment, and then took a big step back in unison. When they reacted,
His face turned a little red, and he quickly stepped back.
In the field, two figures started to fight again.
For the first time, Nicholas Snow was kicked away.
The second time, Nicholas Snow was knocked over by a palm.
The third time, same as above...
…
…
Seeing Liu Feng mercilessly kicking such a beautiful woman back and forth like a sandbag, the eleven people outside the field... felt their scalps numb.
Once again being ruthlessly knocked to the ground by Liu Feng, Nicholas Xue finally couldn't help but the glistening eyes dripping down.
No matter how powerful she is, she is still a girl. She has never been insulted like this before. Even if she competes with others on weekdays, when others see her beauty or family background, they are always kind and kind. Never like this before.
Embarrassed.
Looking at Nicholas Snow squatting on the ground crying, Liu Feng slowly exhaled and said coldly: "Next."