Han Feng saw that Che Wuwu invited him to fight, and at the same time he was a little angry at being insulted, but also a little secretly happy. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info he was waiting for this opportunity, waiting for this opportunity to scrap the car worry-free, but he didn't expect that the opportunity came so suddenly, came so smoothly, and the car was sent to the door by himself...... If he didn't agree to him, wouldn't he have failed his warm invitation.

The corners of Han Feng's mouth had an evil smile on his lips, his eyes showed a bloodthirsty light, this guy who was once humble in front of him like a reptile, he dared to invite himself to fight, his courage was indeed commendable......

Han Feng looked at the car on the opposite side, and couldn't help but think of the insult he had suffered in this alchemy competition, his eyes were surging with murderous intent, if it weren't for this person, how could he be so ugly and become the laughing stock of everyone. If it weren't for this person, how could he be ashamed to see people and hide......

There is also the little junior sister, the little junior sister who used to be very affectionate to herself, and it is because of the existence of this person that she has become very indifferent to herself. If you don't kill this person, I'm afraid I won't forgive myself.

"Don't worry, your injuries are not healed yet, why don't you let me replace you. Liu Lanzhi looked at Han Feng's murderous appearance and couldn't help but be a little worried.

If it was usual, Liu Lanzhi would not be worried, because the inferior treasure that Che Wuwu had planned to give to Duan Xiaoyuan had not yet been delivered. He has a low-grade treasure weapon in his hand, no matter how powerful Han Feng is, he can't help him. But since he was seriously injured by the senior brother that night, Che Wuwu's injury has not recovered, with his current state, even if he has a low-grade treasure, I am afraid that he will not be Han Feng's opponent.

"No! I'll do it myself. This is probably the first time that Che Wuwu has rejected Liu Lanzhi, his voice is very cold, so cold that even Liu Lanzhi is a little surprised, this is also the first time Liu Lanzhi has heard Che Wuwu talk to her in this tone.

Liu Lanzhi looked at the car at this time in a daze, his expression was extremely indifferent at this time, and even indifferent and a little strange, he seemed to be a different person, and there was a faint sense of danger in his eyes...... Liu Lanzhi couldn't help but think of the night when the senior brother died, and the car that night seemed to be like this.

"Could it be that he wants to teach Han Feng a good lesson. Thinking of the grudge between Han Feng and Che Wuwu over the years, Liu Lanzhi sighed secretly, it seems that Han Feng has become a knot in his heart, if he is not allowed to have a good duel with Han Feng, I am afraid it will become a regret in his life. Since he wants to fight, let him be, with himself watching by the side, there will be no big mess.

Han Feng saw Che Wuwu's 'eager to try' expression, and the sarcasm on his face became even stronger, it was really the ignorant who was fearless. Although he has suffered a lot of setbacks recently, he has been blessed by misfortune, and he has successfully praised the peak realm of Zifu and has become a veritable first-class master in Miaojiazhuang.

Let's not talk about the current self, it is a matter of minutes for the previous self to take the car without worry, and now with his current self, Han Feng is convinced that the car without worrying about it will not be able to go for three rounds under his hands......

In the snow, the two were quietly opposed, compared to Che Wuwu's indifference, Han Feng was very relaxed at this time, if he wanted to clean up Che Wuwu, this kid didn't need to be taken seriously at all.

Han Feng's wrist shook slightly, the sword in his hand was like a venomous snake coming to life, in the snowflakes in the sky, his sword light was a little gloomy and a little weird.

"Boy, let's take out the sword!" Han Feng was unswerving, he was very graceful to let Che Wuwu take out the sword, and at this time, the demeanor of a master who looked down on the world was fully revealed.

"Why draw your sword against you, wouldn't that be too much of a bully for you. Che Wuwu said indifferently, there was not the slightest sarcasm on his face, but what he said, coupled with his indifferent expression, was full of irony.

This sentence made Han Feng almost vomit blood uncomfortably, Han Feng has always thought of himself very highly, whether it is in the way of the sword or the way of the Dan, he thinks that he is a first-class person in Miaojiazhuang, especially when he recently broke through to the peak realm of the Purple Mansion, he even ignores the rest of Miaojiazhuang. But now facing Miaojiazhuang, who was recognized as having the worst swordsmanship, Che Wuwu, he actually thought that he didn't have the qualifications to let him draw his sword, which almost made Han Feng angry in an instant.

"Good, good, good, you kid is really kind, I hope your subordinates and your mouths can match, and you don't ask for mercy when you wait. Han Feng was extremely angry, and he stared at the car gloomily.

Suddenly, the sword light rioted, and countless sword shadows were mixed with the flying snow in the sky, carrying a terrifying momentum, directly enveloping the car. Han Feng took the lead in attacking, he wanted to see Che Wuwu's panicked expression, he wanted to let Che Wuwu enjoy the taste of death in fear, he didn't like Che Wuwu's indifferent face, this look of indifference to everything.

With a "bang", the sword light in the sky suddenly dissipated, and a thick scabbard slammed into Han Feng's sword shadow in the sky. Although in the confrontation, Che Wuwu was directly knocked out by the heavy blow, and on the bright side, Han Feng had the absolute upper hand, but Han Feng's face was still stiff, and Che Wuwu actually used the scabbard to break his own killer blow, and also completely disintegrated his hidden backhand.

Che Wuwu got up from the ground, he didn't even wipe the blood that kept flowing from the corners of his mouth, he stared at Han Feng tightly with red eyes, and before Han Feng could make a move, he rushed towards Han Feng with the scabbard in both hands.

"Bang" was another slam, no fancy slam, and the car was knocked out again, this time it was heavier than the last time, and it was more seriously injured. But he still got up from the ground and rushed towards Han Feng frantically......

Again and again, as if he didn't know how to get tired, he seemed to be completely in a state of madness. He fought against Han Feng again and again, without any moves, just this tough blow......

Han Feng's forehead began to ooze sweat, this kid Che Wuwu was too weird, he could actually anticipate his killing moves every time, and he could force himself to fight with him every time. However, this is not the weirdest, the weirdest thing is that this kid seems to have endless strength to beat his body that can't be killed. I know very well how much power my moves contain, and I am afraid that such a heavy strength will be cut down by myself in the later stages of Zifu, but this kid Che Wuwu has carried it hard.

Han Feng thought about it, and couldn't help but be a little shocked, "I want to see how long he can last, I don't believe it, and I can't kill him." ”

Che Wuwu was covered in blood, drop after drop, the snow was stained red by his blood, but he still didn't retreat. Although his spiritual power was extremely strong, he could even clearly sense that Han Feng's moves were false moves, and those were real moves, but even so, his body was still injured in many places by Han Feng's sword qi.

Since Che Wuwu was injured that night, the nameless scriptures he practiced had entered the middle realm of the meridians. Although the mid-stage realm of the meridians is equivalent to the mid-stage realm of the Purple Mansion, due to the particularity of the nameless scriptures, this makes Che Wuwu no worse than the people in the late realm of the Purple Mansion, and even more powerful than the people in the late Purple Mansion. In addition, his "Hundred Herb Recipes" have also been cultivated to the peak of qi refining, and when they are added together, although there is still a distance compared to Han Feng, he also has the strength to fight......

No matter how Han Feng changed his moves, Che Wuwu always struck hard with both hands on the scabbard, and Han Feng was beaten into a cold sweat by Che Wuwu's fierce fighting style. Han Feng has never encountered such a style of play, and he is very unsuitable for this style of play, this style of play does not have any skills, it is completely against bombardment, it is against attrition, to see who can hold on to the last moment.

As the time goes on, the momentum of the car is getting stronger and stronger, he seems to have inexhaustible strength, he is like a tireless machine, willful swaying, willful venting. Again and again, he tried so hard every time, every time he didn't hold back, he liked this feeling, he liked this hearty feeling.

Even though he was badly injured, even more than injured, he didn't care, he even liked the feeling of being scarred, he liked the madness of not caring about anything......

"Crazy, this is a complete lunatic. Han Feng gasped for breath, he was already very tired, he felt that his hands were almost numb, and his True Yuan was almost exhausted in such a violent confrontation. But looking at the scarred car worry-free, he was unwilling, he always felt that the other party was more injured than himself, if he insisted on insisting, it should be the other party who fell.

But as time went on, he lost his confidence, and in the gradual bombardment, instead of falling down, he became more and more courageous.

"Stop, that's the end of today!" Looking at Che Wuwu's gaze like a mad cow, Han Feng finally couldn't help but say.

However, the answer to Han Feng was another fierce blow, it was obvious that Che Wuwu had no intention of stopping, Han Feng was repelled by Che Wuwu for the first time, and in the confrontation, Che Wuwu also had the upper hand for the first time.

"Stop, I'll tell you to stop, did you hear me? Han Feng almost roared.

However, apart from a powerful blow, there was nothing superfluous about the car.

"Little, little junior sister, let him stop, he, he's crazy. Han Feng saw that it didn't have any effect on Che Wuwu's words, and couldn't help but say to Liu Lanzhi who was standing next to him.

"Senior Brother Han, don't worry, he doesn't know swordsmanship, you teach him well, don't have any scruples. Liu Lanzhi saw that the car had the upper hand, and gradually let go of her heart.

"You ......" Han Feng couldn't help but feel angry.

"Bang" There was another heavy impact sound, Han Feng couldn't handle it well, and the long sword was directly hit by the car and flew out. Looking at the long sword that was slanted into the snow in the distance, Han Feng couldn't help but look ugly.

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