Xu Jiaojiao's face was a little pale, after all, she had just made a breakthrough.
Her aura was unstable just after breaking through, and the aura of a master brought by Xia Yarou was too strong. The strong pressure made her blood boil and spit out a mouthful of blood.
"My apprentice is the only one who hurts others. No one else hurts my apprentice."
Liu Yijian snorted coldly, with a captivating look in his eyes.
Xia Yarou is not only her apprentice, but also his lover.
He was severely injured by Xu Jiaojiao who had just broken through, which made him very angry.
"The results of the competition are out, why don't you still want to default on your debt?"
Chen Feng snorted coldly, stepped on his feet, and jumped onto the ring.
Liu Yijian glanced at Chen Feng with disdain and slashed at Xu Jiaojiao with his sword.
This sword was swift and decisive, aiming directly at Xu Jiaojiao's vital point.
He just wanted Xu Jiaojiao’s life!
"Rules are set by the strong!"
"If you hurt my apprentice, she will die, and you will die too."
Liu Yijian is ruthless and domineering, this is Gu Wu's style.
Chen Feng frowned, stood in front of Xu Jiaojiao, and struck out with his palm.
The wind roared in his palm, and the sword light pierced the sky from his ear.
Liu Yijian looked at Chen Feng in surprise. He didn't expect that Chen Feng was so fast and could avoid his attack and launch a counterattack at the same time.
After repelling Liu Yijian, Chen Feng quickly came to Xu Jiaojiao and channeled her true energy into her.
"I'm sorry, Master, I seem to be in trouble."
Xu Jiaojiao smiled bitterly.
The opponent is a member of the ancient martial arts sect. For China, ancient martial arts is a heritage that has been passed down for thousands of years and cannot be messed with.
Stories about their deeds can be found in ancient books from ancient times to the present. Even the first-line families in China are friendly towards Gu Wu and dare not turn against him.
Now, Xu Jiaojiao hurt Xia Yarou, which is equivalent to turning against the sect behind Xia Yarou.
"I have everything, just rest in peace and recover."
Chen Feng said softly.
As time goes by, when his level rises, Chen Feng will not be afraid of even the entire ancient martial arts.
"You are provoking me, the Sword Emperor Sect. I will give you a chance to cut off your arms and kneel down to apologize."
"Otherwise, if you anger my Sword Emperor Sect, your whole family will be destroyed!"
Liu Yijian said coldly, his eyes very cold.
Even though what Chen Feng showed just now was not simple, he didn't take it seriously.
"Boy, you're in trouble."
Hu Benlei immediately walked to Chen Feng and shook his head.
"I am Hu Benlei, the master of 'Wang Tian'. The competition is over. Please give me some face."
Hu Benlei looked arrogant. He was Wang Tian's master. In China, no matter what sect, everyone had to give him some face.
"The game isn't over yet, is it?
Is it time to add another competition? Let me challenge you. You can send people as you like."
"In a life-and-death match, there is no winner or loser, only life and death."
Liu Yijian stood with his sword behind his back and glanced at the referee coldly.
The referee shuddered and immediately said: "Add one more game. The game just now does not count. Now we will add another game."
The people around were whispering, knowing in their hearts that this time Xu Jiaojiao had hit a brick wall.
It's still ancient martial arts, it's a Chinese legend.
From every sect of ancient martial arts, any one you choose will be a master.
"You are shameless. I have obviously won the game."
Xu Jiaojiao clenched her fists and looked aggrieved.
"Who among you will challenge me?"
"If you don't kill me today, I will massacre the Xu family, and the rest of you, too."
Liu Yijian showed his teeth and smiled sternly.
The people around him shuddered, and no one doubted the authenticity of Liu Yijian's words.
The ancient martial arts sect just does whatever it wants.
Just as Chen Feng was about to challenge, someone jumped out.
"Liu Yijian, you are too crazy. It doesn't matter if you belong to the Sword Emperor Sect. I'm here to meet you."
Hu Benlei snorted coldly.
Today, Xu Jiaojiao almost died. He didn't give Xu Jiaojiao any guidance to win the competition, which made him very embarrassed.
Therefore, the next competition just allowed him to regain his face.
"Sister, are you okay?"
Xu Ruiguang ran up.
The development of the matter was beyond everyone's expectation, and no one expected Liu Yijian to intervene.
"You are too weak and not worthy of fighting me."
Liu Yijian was disdainful.
He held his arms in his arms, defiantly.
His eyes fell on Chen Feng from time to time. Today, no one could escape.
Xu Jiaojiao shook her head, feeling extremely panicked, "Master, what should we do?"
"No defense."
Chen Feng gently pressed Xu Jiaojiao's hand and gave her a reassuring look.
"To put it lightly, he is a member of the Sword Emperor Sect. Gu Wu is a giant to our family."
Xu Ruiguang snorted coldly, his eyes serious.
"Arrogant, boy, Master Hu, I will teach you how to behave."
Hu Benlei snorted coldly and disappeared.
The next moment, both fists used the wind to create a sound in the air and hit Liu Yijian.
"court death!"
Liu Yijian snorted coldly.
In mid-air, a sword light flashed across, and a stream of blood splashed out.
Two arms fell to the ground, and Hu Benlei let out a scream.
This scene made everyone's pupils shrink.
It was just a sword, and no one saw how Liu Yijian made the move.
"It's over, Hu Benlei is defeated."
Xu Ruiguang's eyes were full of horror.
Hu Benlei kept screaming and rolling on the ground.
In the crowd, two men dragged Hu Benlei down like a dead dog.
"If you hand over Xu Jiaojiao, I can only destroy one of your hands."
Liu Yijian slowly put away his sword.
There is not a trace of blood on the sword. Everyone knows that this sword is not simple, and Liu Yijian's skills are even more terrifying.
"Xuan level, he is Xuan level!"
There were also masters around, and they quickly recognized Liu Yijian's strength.
"There is absolutely no one who can defeat me. I can count all the Xuan-level masters in Jiangnan City with just one slap."
"I bet he will hand Xu Jiaojiao over."
Listening to the discussions around her, Xu Jiaojiao's heart was in her throat.
She looked at Chen Feng uneasily. Any sane person would choose to hand her over.
Compared with a hand and a life, normal people know how to make choices.
"Give you five seconds."
Liu Yijian looked arrogant, as if he regarded everyone as crickets.
"Sister, let's go quickly."
Xu Ruiguang had already taken Xu Jiaojiao's hand and was preparing to run away.
"Why are you acting like a girl? Jiji Wai Wai Wai Wai. If you want to fight, then fight!"
Chen Feng snorted coldly.
The arrogance on Liu Yijian's face disappeared instantly and was replaced by anger.
"You will die miserably. Anyone who dares to talk to me like this will have grass on their grave two meters high."
Liu Yijian slowly drew his sword, pointing the tip of the sword at Chen Feng's nose.
"Jiaojiao, you go down."
Chen Feng said softly.
After eating ginseng, he urgently needed a competition to stabilize his state.
The opponent is also at the Xuan level, which is just suitable for practicing.
"Master..." Xu Jiaojiao's eyes were very touched.
If it were her, she might not be as courageous as Chen Feng.
After all, everyone is afraid of death.
"Take out your weapons, otherwise you won't have a chance to take action."
"I, Liu Yijian, only need one sword to kill people."
Liu Yijian snorted coldly and looked at Chen Feng as if he was a dead person.
Chen Feng glanced around and his eyes fell on Xu Jiaojiao's wooden sword on the ring.