Feng Yuhan disappeared mysteriously, and then Feng Yuli joined forces with the other two major factions to clear out the eldest brother's strength in the cloud realm. People with a discerning eye can naturally guess that Feng Yuli must have been involved in this matter, but who
They didn't expect that Feng Zuojun would dare to ask this directly, and Feng Yuli would dare to answer directly like this.
"Then Second Uncle, I have no choice but to offend him!" Feng Zuojun was not surprised by this answer. He jumped up and slashed at Feng Yuli with his sword.
On the high platform, Liu Duohan suddenly put down his tea cup, stretched out a finger, dipped it lightly in the tea, and then flicked it.
Nangong Xi'er suddenly appeared in the field, stretched out a palm towards the top, and then gently shook it, and a few invisible vapors floated on her hand.
"Xiao Feng, just fight and take your revenge." Nangong Xi'er patted the sword at her waist, "Leave the rest to your senior sister and me."
Feng Zuojun and Feng Yuli exchanged several moves in the blink of an eye, and he said loudly: "Don't worry, I won't embarrass you, senior sister."
"And me." Xie Yuling also stood next to Nangong Xi'er, opened the folding fan and waved it gently, "Don't embarrass me. If you lose, don't say that you will be as famous as me in the academy."
Mu Bei stood up and looked down: "Do the Xie family members in Jiangnan really want to be involved in this matter? Have you considered taking on the consequences? Jiangnan is so far away from our Daze Mansion, even the four families,
It’s beyond our reach, right?”
"I am indeed from the Xie family in Jiangnan, but who said that I am here on behalf of the Xie family in Jiangnan." Xie Yuling said loudly, "Xue Gong, Xie Yuling."
"Xue Gong, Nangong Xi'er." Nangong Xi'er also said loudly.
"Please enlighten me." Xie Yuling closed her folding fan and waved her sleeves.
"This is the third young master of the Xie family!" The female disciples on the Wufang Platform all exclaimed.
"I have heard that the Xie family in Jiangnan has produced handsome men for generations. When I saw him today, the rumors turned out to be true!"
"As expected of the friends that Young Master Feng made in the academy, he is indeed as handsome and outstanding as Young Master Feng!"
But the eyes of the male disciples on the Wufang Stage were all drawn to Nangong Xi'er in an instant.
"Isn't the Academy a place for scholars? If there is such a beautiful senior sister, how can she devote herself to studying knowledge?"
Nangong Xi'er whispered: "Xie Yuling, what do you think of the current atmosphere?"
Xie Yuling thought for a moment: "It's very good, but it's missing something."
Nangong Xi'er asked confused: "What is missing? Su Baiyi is missing?"
Xie Yuling shook his head: "No. I have been staying with Lan Yuze and the others in the academy for a long time, and I always feel that there should be some petals floating in the wind at this time."
Nangong Xi'er smiled helplessly: "How did you say such funny things in such an indifferent tone? I've always thought it was strange to do this with your temperament."
Xie Yuling smiled: "It was all arranged by Lan Yuze. He said that when a master comes on stage, the atmosphere must be there. When the atmosphere is there, winning or losing is not so important. But since there is no atmosphere of flying petals today, then
Must win."
"Nangong Xi'er." Mu Bei frowned, "This name..."
"Nangong Yuwen's daughter." Liu Duohan said quietly.
"Then we have to kill him." Mu Rebel waved his hand, and all the disciples of Tianshu Hall in the audience drew their weapons from their waists.
The fourth uncle was so frightened that he was sweating all over: "This, this, this, this, how can the people from Tianshu Hall show off their weapons in my Tianxiaoyun realm sect!"
Liu Duohan sighed softly and raised his hand. All the disciples of Tianshui Villa immediately took out their weapons.
The fourth uncle said anxiously: "It's a mess, it's a mess."
The young woman standing next to him sighed softly: "How could such a thing be allowed to happen in the Tianxiao Cloud Realm in the past? But now, Fourth Uncle, what can you do besides being anxious? Today's Cloud Realm has long been
It’s a plate of loose sand.”
"The Gale Style, you can live your life with a smile." Feng Zuojun used the first Gale Style sword technique created by his father. In his countless previous trainings, this style had never been successful. His father
He said that this move was a sword technique that he only realized after traveling around the world for many years. If he didn't see the vastness of the world in his mind and just relied on a small courtyard to swing the sword repeatedly, he would definitely not be able to wield this "laughing and letting one's life". But Feng Zuo
Jun Que is confident that he is now strong enough to wield this sword.
"Strong style, laugh for the rest of your life!" Feng Yuli also swung the knife at the same time. He had rarely laughed in his life, and it seemed that he was always accompanied by depression and loneliness. Today, he could finally laugh wildly.
One day.
The two knives collided and made a violent sound.
The long knife in Feng Zuojun's hand was cut into two pieces by Tiger Wing, and his whole body flew out like a kite with its string broken, and fell to the ground.
Feng Yuli leaned on the ground with his knife and barely managed to avoid falling, but he still vomited a mouthful of blood after holding it in for a long time. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and raised the knife forward.
Nangong Xi'er and Xie Yuling hurriedly turned around to rescue them, but were surrounded by disciples from Tianshu Hall and Tianshui Villa. Feng Yuli walked up to Feng Zuojun and looked down at his nephew.
Son: "It's a pity that you are so accomplished in swordsmanship at such a young age."
Feng Zuojun was lying on the ground, with severe pain all over his body and unable to move: "Second uncle, you lost just now."
"I lost?" Feng Yuli sneered, "But you are the one lying on the ground now."
"I'm lying on the ground because my internal strength is far inferior to yours, but your sword intention is wrong. Xiao Ren's life should be broad-minded, not selfish like you, my second uncle.
"Feng Zuojun smiled, "You were also seriously injured by the sword just now. If I die, Tianxiaoyunjing will not become the guilt of the other two major sects, but will be completely destroyed today!"
"Then I will only be the leader of the sect this time!" Feng Yuli raised his sword and swung it down suddenly. He felt a cold air coming from behind him. He turned his head hurriedly, a cold light flashed by, and he narrowed his eyes.
Instead of meeting him directly, he took three steps to avoid it. The cold light circled around and flew out again.
Mu Bei and Liu Duohan jumped down from the high platform at the same time and landed next to Feng Yuli. They looked ahead and said in a deep voice: "Cicada Wing Knife."
Outside the high platform, a blue chariot parked there alone. In front of the chariot, a young man in white caught the flying cicada-wing knife and smiled at everyone: "I'm late.
"
Nangong Xi'er, Xie Yuling and Feng Zuojun who were lying on the ground were all shocked when they heard the voice: "Su Baiyi!"
Feng Yuli looked straight at the cicada-winged knife: "Who are you! Why is the cicada-winged knife in your hand!"
On the high platform, Feng Wan'er walked out of the chariot, looked at the young man below, and said with emotion: "Oh, I like it even more."