Chapter 965 - It's Hard to Spot

Wei Yang set his sights on the Qin State, and sure enough, in the face of this war, there were many people watching, and they were all upright and great.

On the Dabo platform, Qin Guo and Kang Jianfeng are only 100 meters apart.

"Short-haired son, a broken sword...... Kang Jianfeng held a cold bent sword, and didn't take Qin Guo's heart to heart at all: "Oh, look at how I play, kill you." ”

Qin Guankang waited for Jianfeng to wait for the big war to start, and didn't want to say more. At this time, his eyes saw that Wu Fatzi was dragging the left half of his disabled body, walking step by step with difficulty, and it was still bleeding.

"Song of the Wind, it's powerful, attack me!"

Wu Bangzi shouted and looked at Qin from afar.

This cry of voice in a few people does not like the great powers, however, different kinds, however, isolated. However, Wu Fa did not.

"Song of the Wind, Victory, Victory!" Wu Fazi roared, and the people without flames were cruelly afraid of the evil light. He has been abandoned, and there is nothing to fear on the road ahead

Yongle fought for him in Ankang, and Jianfeng and Li Gang fought alone. What is an abandoned person afraid of

"Qin ...... Will win ......"

Suddenly, the sound sounded. Because of the surprise, with these words, the princess Liu Rufei.

Princess Liu Ru may be a bad obstacle, he is a sunny day, strong, and extraordinary. Zong is extremely aganity in the spirit of the five elements. He couldn't wait until Wu Fazi was much more important.

"My grass, my God, and then a man with branches!"

"What is the benefit of the youngest son, what is Princess Liu Rufei's ultimate preference"

"Mom's, old sour, Kang Jianfeng, put that little photo on it!"

Endless roaring.

Kang Jianfeng was particularly direct and taboo, Liu Rufei actually captured this little captive, it was as easy as a backhand!

"Grass mud horse, what kind of corrugated are you wearing, you haven't yet!" Kang Jianfeng roared.

Although the middle-aged judge Zong Wuxing is not the old Zong Wuxing, there is also a person who is now the target of the public for a lifetime, skin color, but taboo on Kang Jianfeng's body, he swallowed the foam, and still endured: "Okay! Get ready, and then start." ”

As this year's referee announced "start", the entire stage was stunned. Almost all of them want to know who can win the victory of an overbearing and domineering eldest son, and who can get less of the divine will.

Almost as soon as the referee announced, Kang Jianfeng shouted angrily and hurriedly took the Ziyang Sword to kill Qin Guofeng.

Ziyang is facing the cold light, with a lot of fire on his body, strong and upright, which can make his eyes blazing.

"Strong!"

"The Ziyang Sword doesn't cut iron and mud, and the spiritual power of fire has also been greatly enhanced, it's really amazing!" The people around were amazed.

Seeing that sword flying straight down, assassinating Qin Xin, there was a strong burst of fire gushing out.

"Do you want to kill me?"

Qin held a broken sword and snorted and said, "It's a pity that you can't see it." ”

"Broken!"

As soon as it was drunk, its huge broken sword body, not heavy, was recommended to fight with a large amount of flame spirit.

"Tterium!"

Two swords facing the sea, murderer.

"No!" Kang Jianlian found that this was not true. He felt a terrible feeling.

"Grass, what a lot of strength!" Kang Jianfeng's mouth hurt, and he hit it. He had to take seven or eight steps back to get back in shape.

Arm to arm, with the simplest slashing method, you can resist Kang Jianfeng's attack. This is Qin Rong's challenge to Kang Jianfeng, the result.

"Pursue yelling!" "Pursue yelling!"

Ziyang sword is in the ticket, and there is no anger to pay attention to. Kang Jianfeng poured all his strength into the Ziyang Sword. For a while, the Ziyang Sword was in full swing. Coming together was a giant flame beast.

It's just that the shadow of the beast is too vague and seems to disappear at any moment.

The beast roared until the wind of the Qin Dynasty.

"Fire Sword Technique!" Qin Feng's heart was very low.

The broken sword suddenly pointed to the sky in a mysterious arc, and a flame rose up like a blazing sky. At the same time, Qin Feng's whole body was covered by the sun.

"Shaoyang!"

The broken sword suddenly split, and the sun swooped down on the imaginary image of the wolf beast that rushed in.

"Boom!"

Almost instantly, the weakened beast suddenly vanished, revealing the body of the Purple Yang Sword.

"I'm grass, he has completely mastered a subordinate merit, it's terrible!" someone cried,

Similarly, Qin Fengshi showed his full strength in the lower ranks, while Kang Jianfeng only barely provoked a little illusion and saw his strength at a glance.

"No!"

Kang Jian's front changed day by day, and he only saw the sun-like sword light piercing through his swordsmanship, and continued to break with him. He couldn't fly at all.

Suddenly, the sun came out, and the middle-aged referee was in front of Qin Feng.

"How did you stop me?" Qin Feng shouted angrily.

"In the last minute, you win. The middle-aged judge declared.

"Waste my brother, he didn't lose enough!" Qin Feng roared, sprained his body on the side, and flashed towards the middle-aged referee, and the broken sword was slammed.

Kang Jianfeng was so frightened that he was urinating, and he didn't think that this bastard didn't know life and death so much, he really wanted to abolish him. In the Five Virtues Sect, how many people dare to depose him?

But now it's too late to think about it. Kang Jianfeng pounced backwards in a posture of eating shit. Although he was in an awkward position, he ran away from the terrible blow.

"I can't say enough!"

Qin Feng drank wildly, and chased after him with a broken sword.

"Crack!"

The bones crackled with a crunchy sound.

"Ah......h

Kang Jianfeng screamed and got up. He smashed a sword in his leg and threw it away. The miserable voice made the audience speak.

No one dares to say that anyone dares to fight against Kang Kang Jian in public. Don't give him a chance. Even middle-aged referees are sluggish. He had nothing to gain, this young disciple would have such a tenacious will, and there was no way to stop him where the target was!

"If you dare to hurt my brother again, I will destroy your soul!" Qin Feng scolded, and never looked at Kang Jianfeng again, he was very sad, turned around and left. He knew that Shangkang Jianfeng could, if he wanted to kill him, only the referee in front of him could stop him, there was no chance.

Outside the court, Wu Bangzi was moved to tears. Liu Rufei is very fragile, turning, and doesn't know what he wants.

Okay, it's good......" In the sky, Kang Hao looked at Kang Jianfeng's miserable appearance, and he was angry and murderous.

"Brother, calm down first. It is normal for fighters to be injured. In addition, he lost to a gifted disciple, which was unfair. Huo smiled: "Be an elder for us, or don't interfere with the younger one's blockage, you won't blame me, right, I just stopped you from doing this?"

Kang Hao's face was blue and purple, but he looked at Qin Feng's corpse and didn't react.

Huo didn't care, and with Wei Yang, laughed heartily. Fencing beginners can see me as an asset.

On the blocking table, the two disciples of the Hofen Sect who had broken a foot and Kang Jianfeng carried it down. However, as soon as they took a few steps, Qin Feng suddenly took a sip: "Wait a while, where is my Yuan Spirit Liquid?"

Kang Jianfeng's heart died. He was interrupted in public and lost a lot of mosquito spirit liquid to him. When was he humiliated like this?

"You wait a while, I'll bring it to you in three minutes!" Kang Jianfeng's eyes flashed with cold time, and he limped down.

"A hundred. Take inventory. Don't eat very little. ”