Chapter Ninety-Three: The Strength of Cold Sword Peak
"Broken!"
Han Jianfeng let out a low roar, and at the same time, a trace of sword qi turned out on the sword, wrapping around Han Jianfeng's body, as if he was wearing a silver battle armor.
The defense increased, and Han Jianfeng's swing speed began to increase, and he finally resisted Ye Wanwan's attack.
After a short break, the essence of his eyes flashed, and the Qingyue Sword suddenly became illusory, and began to grow in the sight of everyone, and only stopped when it was two people tall.
Ye Wanwan looked vigilantly, and instinctively told him that Han Jianfeng's move was not simple.
But she attacked frantically just now, and the consumption in her body was not small, and at this moment she was faintly unable to suppress her evil qi, and a madness flashed in her eyes, and she rushed again.
However, Ye Wanwan didn't rush casually, her own momentum was raised to the extreme, and the long whip looked very hideous and unsettling under the encirclement of Gangqi.
Zhao Feng clenched his fists at the moment, others didn't know, he naturally understood that under the constant persecution of Ye Wanwan, Han Jianfeng was starting to fight with sword intent.
Ye Wanwan also converted all the internal forces in her body into Gang Qi and blocked this final blow.
After the two looked at each other for five or six seconds, they set off almost at the same time, Han Jianfeng's side was extremely powerful, and the people watching the battle behind him had to retreat a few dozen meters at this moment.
And Ye Wanwan's side is huge, and her own explosive power is also very amazing, no one knows how terrible her full blow is.
Immediately afterward, the two clashed, and an explosion sounded directly from the air, the surrounding ground trembled, and many rocks fell on the mountain wall, and everyone could only temporarily retreat to dodge.
Only a few of the good ones can continue to stay here.
When the two collided, the two sides did not distinguish the superiority for the first time, and the two sides were evenly matched and did not give in to each other in the collision.
Ye Wanwan's forehead was already oozing sweat, she gritted her teeth, and the internal force of her body was also squeezed out by her bit by bit.
Although Han Jianfeng's appearance was better, the shock in his eyes was very strong, he never thought that when he used his sword intent, this Ye Wanwan would still be able to compete with him.
However, this phenomenon is only temporary, and the consumption of converting internal force into Gang Qi is too huge after all, and Ye Wanwan can't support it, and she was suddenly split out by Han Jianfeng.
With a "boom", it smashed into the rocks behind it.
At this moment, Zhao Feng no longer hesitated, took two steps forward, came to the place where Ye Wanwan fell, helped her up, and then put his hand on her pulse to check her injury.
For a moment, he breathed a sigh of relief, although Ye Wanwan was defeated, but from beginning to end, she was only injured just now, although she was hit a little badly, but there was nothing wrong with her muscles and bones.
"I lost, I didn't expect me to be defeated, am I so useless, I can't even beat him with my anger. Ye Wanwan's eyes were full of loss.
It doesn't matter if she suffered a loss from Zhao Feng last time, after all, she was careless at the beginning, and secondly, Zhao Feng felt very mysterious to her, there are always some smacking methods, and over time she has become accustomed to it.
But what about Han Jianfeng, both sides are the same age and have the same strength, but even so, she still lost, how can she accept it.
Zhao Feng shook his head and comforted: "You don't need to blame yourself, it's normal that you can't beat him, not to mention that his sword intent is no worse than Gang Qi, but the two of you are not together at the level, you can spell him out and use all his strength, it's already very good." ”
"What do you mean?" Ye Wanwan frowned.
Zhao Feng said in a deep voice, "Because he has reached the martial artist level." ”
Zhao Feng couldn't detect it before, but after the two of them made a move, Han Jianfeng's breath was released, and he had already noticed it.
At such an age, he has reached the realm of martial arts, and I have to say that he does have a proud talent.
Looking at Han Jianfeng, although he was a little embarrassed at the moment, his aura stabilized, and for him, the previous battle was just a little more consumed.
He looked at Zhao Feng and said lightly: "I consumed too much today, wait until the finals day and you and I will fight again, of course, if you are afraid, you can not come." ”
After speaking, he didn't wait for Zhao Feng to respond, he had already turned around and left, perhaps, he thought that after watching their battle, this Zhao Feng didn't have the confidence to fight at all.
And those who were watching the battle were also in a very complicated mood at the moment, on the one hand, they wanted Zhao Feng to fight, and even made him perverted to the point that he won the cold sword blade.
But on the other hand, if Zhao Feng wins, then with his current strength as a martial apprentice, it is too perverted, which makes them unacceptable.
And Zhao Feng helped Ye Wanwan up, although she was not seriously injured, but because her internal strength was exhausted, she couldn't try any strength at the moment.
He looked at Wu Zhen and said at the same time: "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't compete with you now, wait for the next game, if you have the opportunity to fight again." ”
The two didn't say much, not to mention that Zhao Feng still had to take care of Ye Wanwan, just watching the battle just now, they were no longer in the mood to compete.
Then, Zhao Feng took Ye Wanwan and continued to go to the top of the main peak.
Knowing that Han Jianfeng had reached the martial artist level, Zhao Feng was even more anxious, and at the same time planned to wait for the end of this elimination, he would engrave the formation on the Yuguang Sword, and with a little preparation, he would also be able to deal with Han Jianfeng's sword intent.
Of course, it would be great if he could find a way to improve his exercises, with his current Yellow Level Beginner Exercises, it would be too much of a loss.
Just like when he fought against Li Wanjie before, Zhao Feng was lacking in internal strength many times.
Although he later found that the recovery speed of Endless Life was very amazing, it was still only the first level of the yellow level after all, even if the recovery speed was three or four times faster, it was comparable to some Xuan-level exercises.
Compared with Xuan-level exercises, the Huang-level still has a great disadvantage in the storage and power of internal force.
It is no exaggeration to say that if Zhao Feng was using a set of Xuan-level exercises, he would not have used the secret method at all in the encirclement of Li Wanjie and them before.
And in the face of today's challenge from Han Jianfeng, he also has a sixty percent chance of winning me, even if the other party has already reached the martial master.
It's just that all this can only be thought about after all, if you want to change the technique at this time, even Zhao Feng can't do it, so you can only wait until the martial artist.
Just as he was thinking, Ye Wanwan on Zhao Feng's shoulder suddenly jumped a few times.
She suddenly opened her eyes and said in a low voice, "Someone is following us." ”
Receiving the prompt, Zhao Feng came to his senses and took a closer look, and there was indeed an uncomfortable aura not far from them, moving as they advanced.
"Don't make a sound, recover your internal strength first. Zhao Feng frowned, and then said.
Ye Wanwan nodded secretly, but just as the two of them finished speaking, the aura suddenly rushed over.
"Tsk, the response was good, and you found out. ”