"Dang!"

In a hurry, Lu Xiang's figure repelled, and at the same time, his left hand and right hand suddenly joined together, and he put on a sword trick. A long sword on his back slammed to the ground, automatically unsheathed, and rose into the sky, instantly turning into a bright light, and slashing at the Great Jue Spear that stabbed straight at him.

If there were still people who subconsciously thought that Fengchen was putting up a flower shelf when they saw the scene of Fengchen's gun, then, with this fight, everyone understood it.

With a loud bang, the spear in Fengchen's hand only bent slightly, and then rebounded upwards at a faster speed.

Fengchen stopped abruptly.

The huge force stepped on the bluestone paved ground of the square, and directly dented a large piece. And although the others suddenly stood like a flag stuck into the ground, the spear in his hand surged forward with the momentum of his false grasp.

And at the moment when the spear was almost out of his hand, Fengchen's hand tightened and grasped the tail of the spear. Immediately, the spear that bent down suddenly rose upward, like a poisonous snake, and went straight to Lu Xiang's throat. The speed of the gun is unmatched, and there is no hindrance!

But on the other hand, Lu Xiang's long sword was slashed on Fengchen's spear and collapsed high.

The powerful and domineering source force on the spear swept through, and it had already disintegrated the power of Lu Xiang's long sword, causing the long sword to fly high.

Look at that posture, it is oblique, and it is actually out of control.

Lu Xiang was startled, his body suddenly flipped back, almost close to his face to dodge the gun, and a strand of hair on his forehead was cut off by the gun. He didn't have time to rejoice, so he immediately put his hand on the ground, kicked the spear away, and flew upside down.

After turning one hundred and eighty degrees in the air, he reached out and grabbed the tumbling sword.

But Fengchen seized the opportunity with one move, how could he let him regain control of the weapon so calmly. At that moment, without thinking, he exhaled and opened his voice, and the spear first turned into an arc with the force of the opponent's kick, rotated three hundred and sixty degrees, and when it swept a large circle from behind, it first sank slightly to the left, and then pushed the gun with his left hand violently, and swept up to the right!

The fifth type of wind and snow marksmanship, sweeping thousands of troops!

With the violent drive of the Fengchen Spirit Platform, the wind and snow seemed to be disturbed by a strong wind. And the sweeping spear suddenly erupted in the air with a scream like a long whip breaking through the air, the force was so fierce and the speed was so fast that it caused an exclamation all around.

"Beautiful!" Among the members of the Feng family, a martial arts leader who practiced Fengxue marksmanship blurted out a cheer.

And with his applause, the wind family group suddenly thundered!

As a member of the Feng family, even if everyone has not practiced the wind and snow marksmanship, they are extremely familiar with it. When I usually fight, I have also played against each other in person.

Looking at Fengchen at this moment, how can you not see what is good?!

The previous move was lonely in the wind and snow, and immediately after being blocked, there was a continuation of the pick-up, which was extremely smart. And after the other party dodged and kicked away the spear, he turned around, not only borrowed strength, but also connected seamlessly!

It is no exaggeration to say that in terms of the charm of the Wind and Snow Marksmanship, among the members of the Feng Family, except for the two Martial Arts Commanders who have practiced the Wind and Snow Marksmanship for twenty or thirty years, one of the others is counted as one, and none of them can reach the attainments that Fengchen is showing at this moment!

Lu Xiang was in the air, and there was nowhere to hide.

However, fortunately, he had already reached out and grabbed his long sword, and when he shouted violently, he slashed at Fengchen's spear with a move [Nine Heavens Waterfall].

This move is the most powerful move in the swordsmanship that Lu Xiang has cultivated.

Originally, Lu Xiang didn't take Fengchen seriously. didn't expect that after only two rounds, he had been forced to such a point. If he didn't use this move, he was afraid that he wouldn't even have a chance to make the next move.

When Lu Xiang used the [Nine Heavens Waterfall], Xiong Lu and the others on the side showed a trace of horror in their eyes.

As Lu Xiang's colleagues, they know Lu Xiang's strength better than anyone else, and they have also seen Lu Xiang perform this trick Nine Heavens Waterfall many times in their usual sparring.

Although Lu Xiang's strength is the weakest among them. But no matter how weak he is, he still has the strength of the pinnacle of the lower level of the human realm, and he is almost in the middle rank.

However, this is just the convergence of the two, and it can even be said that as soon as they met, Lu Xiang was forced out of his trick of pressing the bottom of the box!

How so?!

A few months ago, wasn't this Fengchen just an ordinary person?

With the intelligence power of the Qing family, it is absolutely impossible to understand the children of a mere midstream family.

But if you think about it according to this logic, it is even more incredible. This Fengchen can't be promoted to such a realm in just two or three months, right?!

Everyone's hearts were racing for a while. However, no matter how unbelievable they may be, reality is already happening right in front of their eyes.

Between the stone, fire, and lightning, Lu Xiang's move of the Nine Heavens Waterfall had already met Fengchen's spear. I heard a loud bang.

At this moment, the people watching around only felt as if the sky had suddenly darkened!

It's like the moment a blizzard comes, and the clouds roll over.

And in an instant, an endless chill exploded like a shock wave with the collision of guns and swords, sweeping through the entire square.

Lu Xiang's sword light suddenly shattered. And the spear was castrated like a dragon, directly through the shattered sword light, and swept fiercely at Lu Xiang's side. swept him straight away. It fell to the ground like a rag sack, and let out a groan of pain.

When everyone looked closely, they found that Lu Xiang's left arm had been broken!

The entire Star Temple Square was silent at this moment. Only a few frightened pigeons fluttered and flew up.

The snow and ice dissipated, and the clouds dispersed.

The warm and bright sunlight shone down on the faces of everyone in the square. Time and space freeze, like a portrait of all living beings.

People were dumbfounded.

A businessman from another city turned his head to look at the local who had explained to him how the Feng family was before, and his cheeks twitched: "You just said that he is a waste?"

"Uh......" The local, who spoke, had apparently not yet come to his senses, and his eyes widened as he looked at the merchant who asked the question, his eyes full of confusion. In his blank mind, his thoughts were so slow that they came to a standstill. Even the meaning of the other party's words has to be thought about for a long time.

In the crowd of "...... Losers", Zhang Xingwang of the Crane Ming Sect grew his mouth, his chubby face, and his eyes were round, "Lost?"

No one answered him.

So, Zhang Xingwang thought of something and quickly turned his head to look at Li Tongfu.

In the field of vision, the archdeacon of the Lan Yan Sword Sect, the playful sneer on his face had long since disappeared, and all that was left at this moment was a stunned face and a gradually emerging iron blue.

Zhang Xingwang suddenly couldn't help but want to laugh.

He didn't know if Dong Yuanqing's sword was worth anything, but he knew that the face of the Lan Yan Sword Sect and Li Tongfu was too big!

It's not just Li Tongfu who is stunned.

There are also observers from major families and sects. Especially those people who had said before that they would let Fengchen surrender quickly and not waste time, at this moment, their mouths were open enough to stuff a big duck egg, and their expressions were shocked and embarrassed.

"How...... How could this be?" muttered the swarthy middle-aged man.

And the man with the scar in the corner of his eye seemed to remember something, and a trace of consternation and anxiety flashed in his eyes: "The situation has changed." Let's go! We must hurry up and see the second prince!"

As soon as he pulled the sleeve of the swarthy man's coat, the two of them took advantage of the chaos and quietly left.

And at this time, the crowd is already boiling!

The people of the Feng family thundered with joy. Many of the children of the Feng family jumped up in surprise and high-fived each other. And a group of old and serious adults shook their heads while talking in surprise, unable to believe that all this was true.

They watched Fengchen grow up, and thought they couldn't know more about him. But everything in front of him directly smashed all the impressions of the past twenty years!

The most noisy is the four Fengrui.

In addition to Fengchen's great power and raising his eyebrows for the Feng family, what made them even more excited was that Fengchen had already made a move, and the gag order was naturally lifted.

"I'll tell you, we already knew!" Feng Rui said to the Feng family disciples beside him, "It was yesterday, when we were in the clan competition, we followed Brother Chen, and we saw him defeat Shen Zhenkang with one move......!

"Yes, yes, many people thought it was the hand of someone from the dark camp, and if I couldn't say it at the time, I wanted to spit on it...... Bah, did you see it? I saw it with my own eyes......" Feng Yong boasted loudly: "At that time, the distance between me and Brother Chen was less than five meters!"

The two guys blew nonsense, and the children of the Feng family were dazzled when they heard it. Even Feng Jian and Feng He, who took the top two in the clan ratio, also gathered around them and asked questions.

After Fengyan cheered, she cautiously asked Fengqi: "Sister Qi......" Her eyes rolled on Dong Yuanqing's body, "Is that sword mine?"

Before Feng Qi could answer, a hand had already reached over from the side and grabbed Feng Yan.

"Xiao Yan'er," although Mrs. Yu tried her best to express her reserve, anyone with a discerning eye could see that this lady of the Feng family was not only shining in her eyes, but also her face was glowing, and her whole body was glowing, "Let's go, I'll take you to bet!"

Under the gaze of everyone, Mrs. Yu walked straight in front of Dong Yuanqing, and Ge Bo followed behind her step by step.

"Gerber, take your sword off. ”

"Yes, ma'am. Ge Bo's figure flickered, and he still arrived in front of Dong Yuanqing like a ghost, his hand stretched out and shrank, and when he retreated, he had already taken the sword.

"You ......" Dong Yuanqing, who had been in a state of confusion, came back to his senses and stretched out his hand to grab it, but his strength was far worse than that of Ge Bo, where could he get it back. Besides, this is a losing bet, and it is only natural for people to take it.

For a while, Dong Yuanqing stretched out one hand in the air, neither advancing nor retreating, his face was blue and white.

"Our family has a small business, and we don't owe anything on credit. Lady Rain glanced at him with a sneer, and handed the sword to Fengyan.

Feng Yan took the sword, jumped three feet high with joy, and ran back to the crowd of Feng family disciples to show off.

An ancient spirit sword that originally belonged to the Lanyan Sword Sect was passed around in the hands of a group of young people, and some people pulled it out and praised the sword. As for what is good, I can't say why. Someone snatched it and used it to cut down branches and stones, proving its sharpness.

There was also a seven or eight-year-old who only held the scabbard and squinted half of his eyes to look in.

And in front of the steps of the Star God Temple, a cadre of the children of the family seemed to be petrified. Yan Ran, sunny rain, sunny Wenyan...... A pair of eyes that were shocked, shocked, or jealous just moved with Fengchen's footsteps.

Fengchen walked in front of Mu Tianyang and Huang Zijie.

Facing the two "Avengers" who looked frightened and stiffened, he smiled slightly, raised the spear in his hand, and pointed the spear at the two.

"Now, it's our turn!"

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