The two of them were famous in the Chongyun Sect, but they were instantly killed by three punches and two kicks. The terrifying speed and powerful momentum formed a crushing storm, making all the Chongyun Sect disciples feel the pressure and find it difficult to breathe.
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Everyone has scarlet eyes. Ling Feng's power has made them feel powerless. Who can defeat this monster?!
He looks like he is only thirteen or fourteen years old, but he has such a strong fighting power. How can he let others live? A little unruly person is already very scary. There are not many people with such talent among his peers.
, but there happened to be someone even more evil.
Is there anything so shocking?!
Before, the two men guarding the mountain gate came again. Cold sweat broke out on their foreheads. Fortunately, they did not listen to Yue Zhongtian. Otherwise, their fate would definitely be worse than Lie Fengyun. The latter rolled away a long way away with a disgraced face.
, I don’t even have the courage to rush forward and fight.
Today, Chongyun Sect suffered a disastrous defeat!
The wind and clouds are surging, and the heaven and earth are silent.
Xiao Diaoman and Ling Feng stood among the crowd, feeling like they stood out from the crowd. They looked arrogantly at the crowd. Wherever their eyes glanced, people lowered their heads unconsciously, but they felt extremely aggrieved in their hearts.
"If one of the seven geniuses is defeated, then let a more powerful genius come over!"
"This young man is too arrogant and arrogant. We cannot let them leave like this."
"Even the top genius of Xuan Kong Sect cannot be so arrogant!"
People were furious, and some people were talking in low voices, wanting to invite the top master of the younger generation of Chongyun Sect to suppress Ling Feng. Otherwise, if this young man is allowed to leave like this, the reputation of Chongyun Sect will be completely destroyed.
ruined.
The younger generation can't suppress two people. Xuankong Sect is going to stand on their shoulders and rise.
"I'm not a troublemaker."
Ling Feng glanced at the people around him and said with a smile: "If Yue Zhongtian wants to bully Shu Shu, I will naturally bully him back. Don't bully me, otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself."
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"You did a perfect job in today's battle. We are leaving now."
...I don’t know why, but now everyone is blue in the face and want to hit someone. What do you mean they are doing it perfectly?!
"It's so irritating, I really want to beat this guy to death!" Someone bared his teeth angrily, wishing he could eat Ling Feng alive.
"Don't send me away, we'll leave now!"
After saying that, Ling Feng waved his hand and walked down the mountain. Xiao Diaoman won, and Yue Zhongtian was also thrown to the ground. He has not yet woken up. He did not want to offend Chongyun Sect too much.
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The disciples of the Chongyun Sect were furious. When did they say they were going to send him away? He just didn’t want Ling Feng to leave just like that, because someone had already gone to the backyard to invite the younger generation of masters.
Suddenly, Ling Feng's eyes changed, his steps paused, the corners of his mouth opened slightly, the crowd parted, the air was filled with the fragrance of gladioli, and the sunlight dimmed.
Backed by white mist, protected by mountains and rivers, a ray of setting sun is scattered on her body, and a group of white clothes are connected together. Her graceful body and leisurely footsteps are like a ray of golden light among thousands of flowers, and she is like the crescent moon in the sky.
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This is a wonderful girl, her eyebrows are like sword rain, her slightly curled lips contain a hint of spring, her small nose is embellished with a hint of chill in the wind, her slender fingers hold a jade flute, and she comes quietly.
Ice muscles and jade bones, like a fairy in a painting!
At that moment, Ling Feng's eyes lit up. Such a girl gave people an extremely ethereal feeling, not like a person in the world. Her jade eyes flickered, as if there were white clouds flying by, closing the flowers and shying away from the moon. She was so beautiful.
Square things are suffocating.
Even Xiao Diaoman couldn't help but look over, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, this was an exciting girl.
"Han Ruyue!"
The girl's beautiful mouth was slightly open, her breath was like orchid, her voice was as ethereal as a god, her jade eyes were staring straight at Ling Feng, her fair and beautiful little face seemed to be covered with a layer of ice, her white skirt was slowly flying, in the white mist,
Under the protection of mountains and rivers, it is like a bright moon in the sky.
"He lives up to his name, Ling Feng!"
Ling Feng smiled faintly. This girl looked cold and terrifying, with no trace of the Martial Emperor's power on her body, but Ling Feng instinctively felt the dangerous aura. This was definitely not comparable to Lie Feng Yun and Yue Zhongtian.
There are some people who show their fighting spirit to the outside, while some people are introverted, like a sharp arrow hidden in a scabbard. When it is not out of the scabbard, it is like a thumping iron rod. But once it is out of the sheath, it is earth-shattering and murderous.
Shoot, unstoppable.
Undoubtedly, this girl belongs to the latter.
"Today's battle was very exciting." Han Ruyue cherished her words like gold, but her eyes were so sharp that many people were distracted. This is the goddess of the Chongyun Sect. She is more beautiful and refined than Liu Shushu, and has a chill in her eyes.
of spirituality.
The most important thing is that she is a legend. Among the younger generation of Chongyun Sect, no one can match her. Even the second-ranked Wang Feng has to be defeated. She only made one move and knocked Wang Feng away with one blow.
Feng is so powerful that people look up to him, and no one dares to challenge him so far.
That is the strength of a high mountain.
That is the ethereal beauty.
No one expected that Han Ruyue would come, because she was like a fairy who did not eat the fireworks of the world, and never interfered with the competition of the younger generation, but today she came.
Is it because Ling Feng despises the younger generation of Chongyun Sect’s seven geniuses?!
This made many people look hot. Originally, they wanted to invite talents ranked fifth or sixth. After all, their opponents were no longer the younger generation for masters like Wang Feng, but who would have thought that Han Ruyue would come.
"Ling Feng, it's finished!"
"Han Ruyue takes action, even Wang Feng is no match!"
"You know, although Yue Zhongtian is very strong, he can still see it, but Han Ruyue is unfathomable."
People were talking a lot, confident that Han Ruyue was invincible.
"Excuse me." Ling Feng narrowed his eyes and smiled. He had to say that Han Ruyue was very powerful, which made him feel a little troublesome. You must know that he had realized the eighth kill of Jiutian Kill. This shows how terrifying Han Ruyue is.
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"Since you are here, let me please listen to a song."
Han Ruyue's voice was very calm, like a friend who hadn't seen him for many years and was about to play a song, but there was an air of indignity in his tone.
"Then hurry up, I'm in a hurry."
Ling Feng touched his nose and was a little unsure of Han Ruyue's purpose of coming. Is it just because he defeated the two geniuses of Chongyun Sect?
"Lingfeng, you have to be careful. Han Ruyue is not simple. I'm afraid there won't be a single opponent among the younger generation on Lingkong Island who can match her." Liu Shushu reminded in a low voice.
"What do you mean?" Ling Feng raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Am I not a human being?"
"Don't you think I'm her match?"
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Liu Shushu pouted and turned away, too lazy to talk to him. This guy was not only shameless, but also very narcissistic.
The mountain wind was cold and cold. Han Ruyue held up the jade flute and began to play it slowly. At first, it was like a hundred birds pointing up to the sky. The sound was crisp and ethereal, soaring straight into the sky, making people's hearts and minds soar along with it.
Immediately afterwards, the jade flute played melodiously, and a song of high mountains and flowing water embellished the scene of birds singing and flowers fragrant. The surrounding world became colorful, with birds singing and cranes dancing, which was fascinating.
However, Ling Feng had a solemn look on his face, and his eyes were deep and terrifying. He felt the power of his mind, the power of the Martial Emperor, the chirping of birds turning into light knives, and the dancing cranes turning into a storm, all of which were crushing towards him.
Moreover, the sound can also make people lose control of their minds and kill people without even realizing it. This is the most terrifying thing.
"The jade flute is too monotonous, so I'll dance with the sword to add to the fun!"
After the words fell, Ling Feng put on his clothes and patted Xiao Diaoman's waist. The soft sword was unsheathed and he danced wildly in the wind.
"Choke…choke…"
The sword is like a dragon, and the wind and rain are fluttering.
The flute is like killing, crossing the four fields!
The sword and the flute are so wonderfully fused together that people are completely immersed in it and can't extricate themselves. Even the little Diaoman is like this. Now all people need is a bottle of wine.
However, for Ling Feng and Han Ruyue, this was a kind of competition, a fierce battle of spiritual power and the power of the Martial Emperor. The sound of the flute formed a mass of killing, and the Nine Heavens Killing was slashing across.
"Bo!"
At the end, the sound of the flute rose suddenly and turned into an ancient sound, falling from the sky. Vaguely, Ling Feng saw a note explode, like a flower blooming, but the murderous intention rose into the sky and could crush a life to pieces.
"choke!"
His eyes were cold and stern, and the soft sword turned into burning flames, burning from his body. He was like fire, and the burning flames merged with himself to form the eighth kill.
With a slash of the sword, the note was cut open, and all sounds disappeared.
Ling Feng stood with a sword in hand, standing proudly in the wind, while Han Ruyue took half a step back, and the sound of the jade flute suddenly sounded. There was a hint of surprise in her eyes, and her jade hands were hidden in her white skirt.
"Ling Feng, I hope we can meet in the wild secret realm!"
After the song ended, Han Ruyue turned around and left. This made everyone immersed in the ethereal sound unable to react. Is this a victory? Or a defeat?
"Let's go!"
Lingfeng pulled Liu Shushu, and the soft sword swung around the latter's waist. The two turned around and went down the mountain. No one dared to stop him. Even Han Ruyue couldn't keep the young man, so naturally they wouldn't think of going.
To die.
"Ling Feng, what on earth is going on?"
On the way down the mountain, Liu Shushu was still in a daze. Han Ruyue came, but he didn't take action, he just played a song?!
It feels weird no matter what.
"She's here to test." Ling Feng frowned.
"Have you fought?" Liu Shushu exclaimed.
"Well..." Ling Feng glanced behind him, his eyes were a little deep, Han Ruyue was terrifying and definitely his strong enemy.
"So, who won?" Liu Shushu asked, blinking.
"She didn't win, and I didn't lose."
Ling Feng shook his head and said: "She didn't try her best, and neither did I. I'm afraid we won't be able to tell the winner until we go to the wild secret realm."