"Everyone, please stay. Our Xie Feng Hall is holding a grand ceremony. Please understand." The disciples of Xie Feng Hall who were responsible for blocking the way looked nervous. In front of them, there was a team of dozens of people, wearing white battle suits with blue borders.
Armor, blue paisley combat boots, and a sword scabbard hanging on the waist.
The unique sword-shaped mark on the top of everyone's battle armor can be clearly seen, which is the water of Xiaoxiang, reflecting the three high towers.
This mark is unique and belongs to the Xiaoxiang Sword Sect.
"Go away." The man who spoke was a man with earrings. He was the Xiaoxiang swordsman Li Cui who intercepted Lin Feng at the city gate that day. He was a ninth-level Qiyun stage expert. Behind him were many disciples of the Xiaoxiang Sword Sect.
, from the first level to the ninth level of Qiyun stage, everything is available.
Among them, there are even several disciples from the cyclone period.
However, these disciples are very special because they all saw Lin Feng kill Lan Yu that day.
eyewitness!
"This is the territory of Xie Feng Hall. No other sects are allowed to enter without permission." The disciples of Xie Feng Hall were sweating coldly, but they had no confidence at all.
Li Cui groaned: "There is no place in Changyang Mountain City that our Xiaoxiang Sword Sect cannot go to." With her thumb pointing behind her, Li Cui raised her head and said, "I don't even know who is coming today. My master Qing Tongjian is here in person.
, even if your sect leader meets you, you must show courtesy."
Qing Tongjian, Lu Qing, a third-level warrior.
One of the Thirteen Swords of Xiaoxiang.
Wearing a sword-clad green robe, a faint cyan light flashed, Lu Qing's face showed an unhappy look, Shen Ran stepped over directly, but was too lazy to say anything: "Let's go."
Unreasonable.
There is no need to be reasonable.
In the Thirty-Three Continents, whoever has a big fist will have strong principles.
The Xie Feng Hall disciples who were responsible for guarding did not dare to move at all, but watched helplessly as Lu Qing led a group of disciples up the mountain. Just kidding, if he tried to block it, it would be like a mantis using his arms as a chariot. A serious injury would be a minor matter compared to losing a child.
Dereliction of duty is just a small matter.
"Later, let me check each disciple carefully!" Lu Qing suppressed his anger.
"Master, are you sure he is hiding here?" Li Cui asked.
Lu Qing snorted coldly: "Changyang Mountain City has already found many people. If this murderer is still in Changyang Mountain City, it is most likely that he belongs to the Evil Wind Hall. No matter what, either don't do it or do it."
He is so thorough that he will dig deep into the ground to find him for me!"
"I would rather kill the wrong person than let him go!"
Li Cui's eyes flashed, "Yes, Master."
Lu Qingji pointed his finger and chewed his tongue, and said in a cold voice: "This man has provoked our Xiaoxiang Sword Sect again and again. If I don't kill him, I will lose my face!"
"You want to see people when you are alive, you want to see corpses when you die!"
"We must not let this bitch get away!"
Lu Qing was heartbroken to kill.
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Tie Yun was defeated.
Tie Yun, the strongest player in the second district and one of the favorites to win the championship, was defeated just like that.
Defeated by a preparatory disciple!
"My mother."
"This is really crazy."
"Senior Brother Tie Yun. He was defeated by a young boy!?"
…
Not only District 2, but all the disciples of Xie Feng Hall were shocked.
Even if they were beaten to death, they would not have guessed this result. There was a burst of whispers around them, but at this moment, Lin Feng's voice suddenly sounded.
"Next one, come directly!"
Lin Feng was full of fighting spirit and pointed directly at Wang Hui who was resting below.
The latter was startled, and his pupils suddenly shone brightly.
Boom!~
Lin Feng's rare opening was shocking.
Even the Xie Feng Sect Master and Dong Xie Dharma Protector were stunned. According to the rules, there is enough time for Lin Feng to adjust his breath and restore his fighting strength. After all, the final decisive battle of the New Wind War is a completely fair battle. Otherwise, he would have lost.
Fang will not be reconciled.
But now...
"Step!" Wang Hui jumped directly onto the martial arts ring.
The most outstanding genius of Xie Feng Hall, he has his arrogance and self-esteem. What a shame it would be if he was provoked by a preparatory disciple and refused to come on stage! The figure of Nan Xie Dharma Protector flashed past and took Tie Yun away. What was left in the ring was
Lin Feng and Wang Hui were fighting each other with swords.
"Are you sure you want to fight now?" Wang Hui asked with bright eyes.
"Yes." Lin Feng's answer was simple and straightforward.
Immersed in the pleasure of just breaking through, the taste of the ninth realm is in my heart. Now I just want to fight, imprinting that feeling deeply into my body and into my heart. The wisdom hidden in the deepest part of the body is like a black hole whirlpool.
The soul of the Overlord activates the Overlord's combat power and perfectly combines the sword realm perception.
The power of the heart is improving!
Faintly, it seems that the vague path to the tenth realm can be seen, but it is not certain.
"boom!"
Lin Feng's arrogance suddenly burst into flames.
The netherworld carvings are revealed for the third time!
Wang Hui's expression suddenly changed, and he screamed in shock: "You and Tie Yun are still fighting with all your strength!?"
Peng!~
This sentence instantly exploded like a bomb.
All the disciples showed a look of shock and stared at Lin Feng dumbfounded, as if they were looking at a prehistoric monster. Even the top two people, Master Xiefeng and Protector Dongxie, were stunned for a moment.
The joy is in my heart.
Found a treasure!
"10% strength." Lin Feng's words were not surprising and he continued to die.
But this sentence made all the disciples of Xie Feng Hall change from shock to anger. Including Wang Hui, although he and Tie Yun were rivals, they were also friends and cherished each other. Lin Feng's words were like insulting Tie Yun.
fall from the sky.
What can be tolerated and what cannot be tolerated!
"That's crazy!" Wang Hui was furious in his heart and drew out his sword, making a strong clanging sound.
"You will pay a heavy price for these words!"
One percent strength!
Lin Feng did not lie.
He even said it modestly, defeating Tie Yun, he used the strength
Not even half a percent!
However, these words made all the disciples of Xiefeng Hall furious. For a while, curses were everywhere, especially the disciples in the second district. They felt as if someone had shit thrown on their faces. They were so angry that they yelled hoarsely to fill their throats.
I almost screamed dumb.
"Wang Hui, kill him!"
"Yes, give this arrogant preparatory disciple a good beating!"
"Who is he? He is worse than shit!"
…
The leader of the Xiefeng Sect and the Protector Dongxie looked at each other.
What Lin Feng said just now is so crazy!
"This child's character is still not good enough." The evil wind sect leader nodded.
"You are young and frivolous, but after all, you are the apprentice of a big shot, so it is understandable that you are a bit crazy." Protector Dongxie said.
The evil wind sect leader smiled lightly: "But I don't know if he is really powerful?"
Protector Dongxie also smiled: "I guess he might want to undermine Wang Hui's morale, but it seems... the effect is counterproductive."
Demoralize?
Lin Feng's eyes were filled with fighting spirit.
Instead, he hoped to arouse Wang Hui's anger and force his opponent to use his strongest strength!
"Come!" Lin Feng held the Nine Nether Thunder Sword in his hand. The feeling of the ninth realm was extremely wonderful. White rays of light condensed on the blade, mixed with some mysterious feelings. On the other side, Wang Hui's holy energy of light was simultaneously displayed, with arrogance.