The cold wind looked up to the sky and laughed, that situation, it seemed that some people didn't take the heroes of the world in their eyes, not only Zhang Lan, but even Dongfang Extraordinary on the side was also very unhappy.

To tell the truth, this cold wind is indeed quite handsome, with long black hair, a black suit, and a pair of black cloth shoes, like a black Xuantie sword, bursting out with handsome and fluttering sword light between his gestures.

People are very handsome, but the words of scolding Zhang Lan are a little vulgar, and no one can stand such cynicism.

"Hehe, I'm a lump of cow dung? So what are you? A cold snort came out of Zhang Lan's nose.

"What am I? The people who are here to defeat you, of course! Cold Wind said confidently.

"Hmph, don't be ashamed!" Zhang Lan's angry voice stirred in the ring.

Wang Hanxing, who was on the side, saw that the two had not yet fought, and his words were already full of gunpowder, so he hurriedly stepped aside and handed over the venue to Dongfang Feifei.

Dongfang Feifei walked between the two and motioned for the two to stand at a certain distance.

"Hanfeng, Zhang Lan, are you ready?" Both nodded.

Subsequently, Dongfang Extraordinary raised his hand to draw down, signaling that the game could begin.

At this time, in the center of the ring, the cold wind was in Zhang Lan, one black and one white, three meters away from each other, standing opposite each other.

The cold wind has black hair fluttering, and the momentum is fierce, like a black black sword with a strong sword aura;

Zhang Lan was dressed in white and had a calm breath, like a silver-white long knife that flashed deeply.

But the sword was not unsheathed, the knife was not drawn, and the sword stared at each other silently.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth seemed to be dead, and the pupils of both of them were constantly concentrating, as if they were about to melt their opponents into it.

After a few seconds of extremely quiet observation, the cold wind first moved.

A gust of wind blew, and a white figure flew out of the air and walked towards Zhang Lan, who was standing three meters away. Shoot away!

"What a handsome light skill!" The younger sister at the bottom is a said.

"Ignorance! Is that light work? It's clearly a wind surname! A boy next to him said disdainfully.

The handsome body of the cold wind attracted the admiration of the audience below.

Indeed, the distance of three meters was only a matter of an instant for the cold wind with a body like the wind, and he who flew up in the air had already made preparations for the following attack, and the eagle claw in his right hand quickly grabbed Zhang Lan's throat.

Zhang Lan's throat, once caught by this grab, the consequences will be unimaginable!

How should he cope?

Although this grab is very fast, it is not fast enough to be difficult to block, but Zhang Lan, who has learned from the past, did not use his hands to block, because he was afraid that like the last time he fought against Gray, this grasp was also a false move, and then it would be a yin move, then he would be caught off guard again. Therefore, Zhang Lan decided to repay the other body with his way, and to use light work for light work!

Zhang Lan slammed his feet on the ground, soared into the air, and with a body two feet off the ground, he slid backwards more than two meters rapidly!

"Light work! The legendary light work? ”

"Damn, this Zhang Lan actually knows how to do light work?"

"I'll just say he's not simple, you don't believe it!"

At the moment when the cold wind steel claw was about to grab his throat, Zhang Lan used the light skill of "Flying on the Grass", which caused the audience to be stunned.

Zhang Lan's jump in the air is the light skill of the top "Flying on the Grass", this jump and slide seem simple, but experts know that flying backwards and flying forwards are completely different in difficulty.

When Han Feng saw Zhang Lan actually flying upside down, a trace of surprise overflowed in his eyes.

After the two sides stood two meters apart, Hanfeng did not rush to attack with the second move, but stood there and said a word.

"Your light skills are good, who did you learn from?" Cold Wind asked.

"Hehe, each other, your light skills are not bad." Zhang Lan said with a smile.

"Hehe, it's really a frog at the bottom of the well, can't you see it, isn't this a light work?" Han Feng laughed at Zhang Lan's ignorance.

"If it weren't for my clumsiness, your light skill would be a low-level light skill "Flying on the Grass", and you will be able to play soy sauce, nothing unusual! With it, you want to compare yourself with the wind caste? Naive! Or wait until you learn Patriarch Bodhidharma's "A Reed Crossing the River", or Wudang's "Tiyun Zong", right? "Flying on the Grass"? I'm afraid you won't even be able to touch the corners of my clothes! ”

Unexpectedly, the light skills that the audience watched very cool at the bottom were actually worthless by the cold wind!

In fact, what is the case?

Although Han Feng is arrogant, after all, he is a B-level wind surnamed ability, which is equivalent to Gu Wu's acquired quadruple strength, and Han Feng's body skill level promoted by wind speed is probably at least at least Gu Wu's intermediate light skill, which is indeed a lot faster than "Flying on the Grass".

This is well known to Dongfang Extraordinary and the other masters who are watching from the field.

After the disdainful words of the cold wind came out, Zhang Lan's heart was cold.

Listening to the tone, the cold wind seems to have studied the light skills of Gu Wu, not only seeing the light skills of his "Flying on the Grass", but also understanding a lot of other advanced light skills.

The biggest headache is that he is really a Feng surnamed Alien, and the level should not be too low!

How can this battle be fought when the opponent knows you well, but you don't know anything about the opponent?

Zhang Lan, who was a little confident at first, is now slightly timid.

It's not that he, Zhang Lan, is afraid, but because he hasn't fought with the Stranger at all, and he doesn't know what tricks they will use to deal with him, this unknown uneasiness is the most terrifying!

However, fear does not solve any problems.

No one is right, and no one is fast in light work, Zhang Lan has no choice but to pin all her hopes on the strong King Kong finger, hoping that the fierce finger power can give the opponent a fatal blow!

"Feng is a person with special abilities, and there are really two hits, but your body is fast, doesn't mean that you are also strong, do you have the courage to fight me hand-to-hand?" Zhang Lan said stubbornly holding the scene.

Zhang Lan's agitation method made Dongfang Feifei on the side nod slightly, although he lacked actual combat experience, Zhang Lan knew how to learn from each other's strengths, which was already commendable for newcomers.

However, for Zhang Lan's agitation method, the cold wind didn't seem to buy it.

"Agitation? Hand-to-hand combat? Are you an idiot to me? Although I am not afraid of your mighty vajra fingers, I don't need hand-to-hand combat against you at all! ”

"It's pretty much the same as your, it's time to give you a ride!"

As the cold words of the cold wind came out in the field, he stood in place, his eyes were cold, and his mouth was full of words.

Suddenly, people felt that the wind in the field was gathered and flew towards the cold wind!

The colorless and invisible wind also slowly becomes tangible and colored.

At first it was a faint smoke color, then it slowly became thicker, and finally it became thicker and thicker, turning into a silvery white!

The silvery-white wind, accumulating into a lot, rotated slowly and fast, faster and faster, as fast as a propeller with full horsepower!

At this time, in front of the cold wind, it finally slowly condensed into a knife-like wind blade!

This wind blade is about a foot long and three inches wide, and the silver white light is flickering, and the cold air is overwhelming, no different from a real sword.

As a B-level wind ability, the current wind blade level is low-level, and it can only condense three single-piece rotating and cutting wind blades within five meters, and its power is limited.

But the victory is weird and fast, and opponents with no actual combat experience are often cut by unexpected wind blades and die!

Now, in front of the cold wind, he has successfully condensed a rapidly rotating wind blade, as long as he moves his mind, this silver wind blade will cut towards Zhang Lan's throat with the sound of whistling wind!

"What is this?" The ignorant audience in the audience was stunned.

"Could it be that the two white short knives in front of the cold wind are the legendary wind blades?"

The audience was indeed shocked, and many of them were seeing the Wind Adept perform the Wind Blade Technique for the first time!

"Wind Slash!"

With the roar of the cold wind, the "short knife" in front of him spun rapidly and slashed towards Zhang Lan opposite!

This wind blade was menacing, spinning rapidly, as fast as lightning, and Zhang Lan couldn't dodge it at all.

He had no choice but to concentrate all his strength on his fingertips, trying to break the wind blade with his vajra fingers!

"Mighty King Kong fingers, point the way!"

With Zhang Lan's loud shout, a golden index finger glowing with his right hand accurately stabbed the wind blade that cut at his throat!

"Whew!"

The adamantine finger poked at the back of the whirling wind blade, splashing a wisp of sparks!

The adamantine finger hits the wind blade like an electric drill hitting the blade of a rapidly rotating steel knife.

In an instant, the wind blade was shattered by the vajra finger, but at the same time, Zhang Lan's right index finger was also cut out of several bloody wounds, and he hurriedly withdrew his hand and retreated.

The cold wind on the opposite side seemed to have expected that Zhang Lan's vajra finger would shatter his wind blade, and he smiled coldly on his face, and there were words in his mouth.

"Yin Wind Slash!"

A windy wind blade suddenly appeared on Zhang Lan's back!

"Not good!" Qin Tian in the audience couldn't help but exclaim.

"Whew!" The clothes on Zhang Lan's back were instantly torn, bringing out a deep bloody wound!

"Ahh With a muffled snort, Zhang Lan quickly retreated.

Who knew that the cold wind, his eyes released a murderous aura!

He wanted to kill them all, but he didn't know when, holding a one-foot-long wind blade, he flew up in the air and slashed towards Zhang Lan quickly!

"You go to die!"