Chapter 182: The Battle with the Painting Style

When I was looking for a tearful conch on the beach, when I saw Ruan Fenglin, I knew in my heart that a battle with Ruan Fenglin would be a matter of time and time, and this battle was completely inevitable.

"Wen Huafeng, what else do you have to say, I'm afraid you won't have a chance to say it later. Ruan Fenglin had a grim face, and a few faint words came out of his mouth.

Wen Huafeng just smiled, and didn't say anything disdainfully, Ruan Fenglin began to operate the spiritual power on his body, and those medicine spirit master disciples under the tree all gathered around to see such a lively scene, covering Han Qi'er's sight, Han Qi'er was tied to the tree, and he was already tired, and began to become quiet.

A white aura fell into Ruan Fenglin's palm, it was a short dagger, Wen Huafeng was holding a long sword, looking at the short dagger that Ruan Fenglin was holding in his hand, Wen Huafeng smiled.

When Wen Huafeng raised his sword, Ruan Fenglin moved at a fast speed, and before Wen Huafeng could see Ruan Fenglin's position clearly, Ruan Fenglin had already put the dagger against Wen Huafeng's back.

Wen Huafeng's eyes glanced left and right, he had also fought with Ruan Fenglin in the Le Ling Master Hall a few days ago, but he didn't expect Ruan Fenglin to be such an unfathomable person.

Ruan Fenglin smiled, and quickly returned to the front of Wen Huafeng, looking at Wen Huafeng in front of him, he looked a little surprised.

"It's been so long, I'll let you make a few moves. Ruan Fenglin looked at Wen Huafeng arrogantly.

"If you have any ability, just use it, don't say anything, it makes me feel very uncomfortable. Wen Huafeng said that he held the hilt of the sword in his hand, swung his sword, and stabbed towards Ruan Fenglin, Ruan Fenglin jumped up, stepped on the tree with one foot, and then turned around and landed.

Wen Huafeng swung his sword towards Ruan Fenglin's position again, Ruan Fenglin dodged the sword that stabbed him again, Wen Huafeng's swordsmanship was also fast, fine, and accurate, but in the face of a high-level opponent like Ruan Fenglin, he didn't even have a chance to pass by Ruan Fenglin.

Ruan Fenglin counted the three moves that had already given way to Wen Huafeng, and then it was time for Ruan Fenglin to show his strength, Ruan Fenglin turned his back to Wen Huafeng, Wen Huafeng quickly stabbed the sword in his hand towards Ruan Fenglin, Ruan Fenglin disappeared quickly, just like countless shadows dangling around Wen Huafeng, when Ruan Fenglin stopped, some bright red blood had dripped from the dagger in his hand, and Wen Huafeng had more than ten wounds on his body.

Han Sumu looked at Ruan Fenglin's unfathomable and profound combat power, and had known him for so long, but he didn't know that Ruan Fenglin still had such a high force, and Han Sumu was also surprised on the side.

Ruan Fenglin's cold face revealed a trace of indifference and loneliness, closed his eyes, stood still, Wen Huafeng angrily raised his sword and stabbed it again, Ruan Fenglin passed by Wen Huafeng at great speed, Wen Huafeng's hand holding the sword had been stabbed by Ruan Fenglin's dagger, and the blood was not stopping, the sword in Wen Huafeng's hand was no longer stable, the sword fell to the ground with a bang, and his arm was bleeding.

Wen Huafeng took out a grudge, this is what Lingkong said last time to let Wen Huafeng take good care of it, and only the last one is left, Wen Huafeng desperately ate this grudge.

The spiritual power skyrocketed instantly, Wen Huafeng's meridians had already felt that the spiritual power had become stronger, and the resentment in Wen Huafeng's heart made the medicinal effect of resentment more exerted, and a powerful spiritual light came out from both fists and hit Ruan Fenglin's body hard, Ruan Fenglin was beaten to the ground and almost fell to the ground.

Lingkong Sui saw that Wen Huafeng ate the grudge, and was a little distracted, and the eyes of the butterfly and Xia Gongzi crossed the aura and knocked Lingkong Sui to the ground.

"Are you crazy, do you know what you just ate?" said Lingkong Sui.

"Of course I know that there is only one left, and I think I am the best fit. "Wen Huafeng is no longer afraid of death, for the current Wen Huafeng, as long as he can beat this Ruan Fenglin, if he doesn't eat and hold grudges, with Ruan Fenglin's current combat strength, he will not be killed by Ruan Fenglin.

Resentment has not exerted such a great spiritual power on Ru Qing's body, but it can exert several times the spiritual power on Wen Huafeng's body, because Wen Huafeng's current state of mind has a lot of unconvinced, a lot of resentment, and a lot of anger.

Lingkong Sui stood up again and confronted Xia Gongzi and Mu Butterfly. Han Sumu was healing Rusi on the side, while Han Qi'er was safely tied to a tree, and many disciples of the Medicine Spirit Master stood in front of him blocking their vision, and they couldn't see such a spectacular scene.

Wen Huafeng's eyes glowed with anger, like a raging fire. Moved his ears, heard Ruan Fenglin's speedy steps, used his spiritual power to his hand, and knocked Ruan Fenglin to the ground with one palm.

Smelling the painting wind, a spiritual light drew out, the light of the wind and the scorching piano blocked the aura of the wind of the painting, and the wind and the spirit scorched the ancient spirit qin and landed elegantly.

Feng Lingzhuo held the qin, the light of the qin was drawn out of the ancient spirit qin, and one by one it was drawn towards the wind of Wen Hua, and the wind of Wen Hua resisted the light of the qin of Feng Lingzhuo, and the ancient spirit qin of Feng Lingzhuo had been fused with Lingdie Xiao, and the spiritual power was much stronger than before.

Wen Huafeng has already looked down on life and death this time, and took out the medicines that Lingkong Sui gave him that can improve spiritual power in a short time, and after taking these medicines, Wen Huafeng's meridians are obviously spiritual power has become much stronger.

Feng Lingzhuo rotated the Gu Lingqin in his hand, the sound of the piano became intense, and a spiritual light was drawn out of the piano, and it was drawn to Wen Huafeng's body, Wen Huafeng watched this qin light gallop over, and pushed these qin lights back with one palm, when the qin light bounced back, it hit Feng Lingzhuo's body, and the wind Lingzhuo piano hand was separated, Gu Lingqin was heavily slammed to the ground, a string was broken, Feng Lingzhuo spit out a mouthful of bright red blood from his mouth, fell down in an instant, and did not get up again.

Ruan Fenglin knew that Wen Huafeng only took a medicine to improve his spiritual power for a short time, so he delayed with Wen Huafeng and waited for the effect of Wen Huafeng's medicine to pass.

Lingkong Sui had already seen Ruan Fenglin's intentions, so he told Wen Huafeng, Wen Huafeng used his most powerful spiritual power to fight with Ruan Fenglin, Ruan Fenglin is no longer Wen Huafeng's opponent, and the best way is to delay time.

Ruan Fenglin had also stayed in the Medicine Spirit Master Hall for a year, and he still had some understanding of this kind of medicine that suddenly increased spiritual power, Ruan Fenglin kept dodging, not fighting with Wen Huafeng, in order to just delay the last five minutes.

When Wen Huafeng also calculated the effect of the medicine, it was about to be lost in five minutes, watching Ruan Fenglin running in front of him at great speed, he couldn't get close, and he couldn't fight Ruan Fenglin.

Wen Huafeng stopped, listened carefully to Ruan Fenglin's footsteps, and predicted which direction Ruan Fenglin was going, Wen Huafeng flew up and clenched his fists, his fists were glowing, and he knocked Ruan Fenglin to the ground with one punch, and Ruan Fenglin was beaten by Wen Huafeng to spit blood in his mouth.

Ruan Fenglin endured the pain and got up, dodging Wen Huafeng's second punch, Wen Huafeng's second punch, and sinking the soil of this land into a big pit.

"Nineteen, eight, seven, six...."Ruan Fenglin counted down the numbers, knowing that the medicinal effect of Wen Huafeng would be lost in another ten seconds.

When Ruan Fenglin shouted one, a sharp dagger slashed through Wen Huafeng's neck, Wen Huafeng fell down with his eyes open, bright red blood flowed out, and Wen Huafeng finally died in Ruan Fenglin's hands.

"I said that I must let you die in my hands, you can only die in my hands, not in the hands of others. Ruan Fenglin looked at Wen Huafeng who fell to the ground and said with a cold smile.

"You did it. Hearing the faint voice of the painting, there was no movement after speaking. Wen Feng's eyes were full of power, and before the four halls merged, he had already died in the hands of Ruan Fenglin.

The antidote to the poison of shallow tears eleven years ago made Ruan Fenglin practice hard every day for so many years to improve his combat power, so that one day he could fight to the death with Wen Huafeng.

Ruan Fenglin looked at Wen Huafeng who fell to the ground, and the corners of his mouth finally showed a slight smile, if Wen Huafeng hadn't framed Ruan Fenglin eleven years ago, Ruan Fenglin would have been an elite wizard in the Medicine Spirit Master Palace, a talented genius, but unfortunately everything didn't go so well.

"Actually, I'm not interested in the position of a senior brother at all, I just really like alchemy, but it's a pity that I don't have that blessing. Ruan Fenglin looked at Wen Huafeng who fell to the ground and said, Ruan Fenglin knew very well that Wen Huafeng was afraid that Ruan Fenglin would steal the limelight of Wen Huafeng, as the senior brother of the Medicine Spirit Master Palace, he was afraid that he would not be able to sit steadily.

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