Not only did the onlookers turn pale, but Ma San and Situ Qingyang both changed their faces at the same time, they clearly saw that Ling Feng was covered by flames, and they didn't have time to jump out at all, Situ Qingyang only felt that his eyes were black, and he almost fell to the ground after a stumble, but fortunately, the little fox helped him in time, "Brother Ling, I will avenge you~!" Ma San shouted, he was so angry that he didn't care if it was Ma Kui's opponent, and when he saw the long knife behind his back, Ma San was about to rush out and fight hard.

"My brother is fine, don't be impulsive. The angry Ma III is like a crazy bull, the momentum is very amazing, but a cold figure appeared behind him, one hand pressed on his shoulder, he failed to rush out, Ma III turned his head and looked, it was the wolf who killed him who grabbed him, and he glanced at the wolf who killed the wolf suspiciously, Ma III found that this guy who had been following Ling Feng and claiming to be Ling Feng's younger brother, and the beautiful girl who always held Ling Feng's arm did not go crazy, the two of them had calm faces, and they were not sad at all.

"Are you also a swordsmanship?" There was mockery in the faint tone, and a person slowly walked out in the firelight, many people who thought that Ling Feng had turned into flying ashes were dumbfounded at this moment, Ling Feng was unscathed, and he still held the cyan dragon pattern sword in his hand, even the hair was silky and smooth, not at all like a person who was buried in the fire, Ma Kui's expression changed drastically in an instant, and his two eyes were like seeing a ghost, and he shouted loudly: "This is impossible, I obviously hit you~!"

Ling Feng smiled, but he played a sword flower with one hand, "Senior, your life is mine~!" Everyone felt that Ling Feng said this at this time as if a cold wind was blowing into his neck in the middle of winter, and those who were clamoring for Ma Kui to teach Ling Feng a lesson were all shocked in their hearts, Ma Kui's voice was fierce, and the fiery red long sword he held in his hand was his battle spirit, and the sword body had been swept out as soon as his mind moved, Ling Feng didn't seem to make any moves, Ma Kui's face flashed a trace of surprise, and his movements couldn't help but stagnate slightly.

It was this slight stagnation, Ling Feng, who had not made any action before, flashed back lightly, and when Ma Kui subconsciously slashed forward, the blade could no longer reach Ling Feng, and a shallow smile climbed up the corner of Ling Feng's mouth, Ma Kui saw clearly, Ling Feng was deliberately not hiding just now, he was playing with himself~! Ma Kui, who was already cowardly, was angry by Ling Feng's small action, he was the strongest student in the third grade, and he was actually tricked in the face of the freshmen.

Ma Kui shouted, the fiery red sword in his hand was split, and a pillar of fire hit out along the sword body, and the "Thorn Lala" burned a trace of ten meters on the ground, but Ling Feng had already dodged away, he moved his steps slowly, and the green long sword in his hand danced back and forth, only the sound of 'whoosh' could be heard, but he couldn't see where his sword stabbed, Ma Kui's heart "plopped" and "plopped" Jumping wildly, the more he couldn't see it, the more anxious he became, and in the blink of an eye, Ma Kui, who was thunderous, slashed out more than ten flame swords.

Although the flame sword is only an intermediate fighting skill, but it can't withstand such abuse, Ma Kui only has half of the fighting power in the blink of an eye, and a trace of fatigue began to appear on his face, and the aggressive momentum slowly weakened, Ling Feng, who had been walking beside him, smiled, one rank higher, the gap in energy intensity could not be ignored, so Ling Feng avoided all the opportunities to collide with Ma Kui head-on, what he was waiting for was to finish grinding Ma Kui's fighting power, with Ma Kui's character, he was irritable and irritable, and wanted him to use the power of the fight, which didn't take any brains at all, and now, it was time for Ling Feng to do it。

Two cold flashes flashed out of his eyes, and the green long sword in Ling Feng's hand changed instantly, and the sword body that was four fingers wide only to see "swished" in a circle, and then in the blink of an eye, a sword circle with a diameter of one meter rippled out from Ling Feng's sword body, and the sword circle seemed to swing towards Ma Kui in an ordinary way, Ma Kui lifted the sword to block, but in an instant, it was 'clanging bells) There was a loud sound, but as soon as it came into contact, the sword circle turned into more than a hundred sword qi, and it scattered aimlessly, thanks to Ma Kuixue's big sword, it was still quite pure, and it blocked up and down, left and right, blocking all the scattered sword qi.

And before he could take a breath, he just felt that he could take a breath, and a powerful force came from the sword body immediately, this force went from weak to strong, and it was unfolded in batches, Ma Kui didn't know why, but those onlookers were stupid, because at this time, Ling Feng stabbed wildly with one hand, and the green long sword kept hitting Ma Kui's sword body like a crazy woodpecker's sharp beak, which was completely jaw-dropping speed, everyone only saw Ling Feng standing there, his hand holding the sword was like thousands of phantoms, and Ma Kui collapsed in this rapid sprint。

The spirit of war has the agility that ordinary weapons do not have, it can communicate with the master's mind, but the shortcomings of the spirit of war are also obvious, that is, it belongs to a part of the master, it is damaged is the damage of the master, once the war is unfavorable, it will bring greater trouble to itself, so the fighter fights, generally only at the moment of life and death will use his own war spirit, and the loss of the war soul is not as easy as the general weapon can be repaired, sometimes the war spirit is damaged, and it may even cause the master's cultivation to decline.

Ma Kui, whose hands were numb by the repeated high-intensity direct stab attacks, finally gave up his battle spirit, only to see a flash of golden light, the fiery red long sword disappeared in an instant, and the green long sword in Ling Feng's hand also stopped beating, and the two stopped almost at the same time, Ling Feng thought that Ma Kui had admitted defeat, and everyone thought that Ma Kui had admitted defeat, and at this time, Ma Kui suddenly took a stride, and the distance between the two was two or three steps, he stepped forward one by one, and then the cold light flashed in his sleeve, which made everyone including Ling Feng stunned, and Ma Kui actually hid a sword in his sleeve。

The sleeve sword is not a particularly clever skill, but this method is low and insidious, and killers have always used this kind of trick, so the sleeve sword is unanimously abandoned by the righteous fighters, in the inheritance culture of the fighter, the use of the sleeve sword in the frontal duel is a means of inferiority, very tasteless, Ma Kui is also a senior student, and he actually used such a method in order to win or lose, and many people showed a contemptuous expression at this moment.

But Ling Feng, who was in front of Ma Kui, was in danger, he had stopped, because Ma Kui took the initiative to put away the battle spirit, and gave up the weapon This is a signal for the duel to admit defeat, Ling Feng also stopped attacking according to the general spirit of the duel, but Ma Kui did not really give up, the cold light of the sleeve sword is only more than a foot long, in the shape of a triangular pyramid, once this weapon pierces into the human body, it will cause a wide range of blood loss in an instant, because of the triangular prismatic, the wound caused by the sleeve sword cannot be stitched, and it is easy for people to die in a short time.

The distance was too close, Ling Feng seemed to think of the other party as a simple student, and at this moment, Ling Feng felt the killing intent hidden in Ma Kui's heart, this killing intent was so resolute that Ling Feng trembled, why did he kill himself, he didn't care about his reputation.

And it wasn't until Ma Kui used his sleeve sword that he was really anxious to kill the wolf, only to see his figure flashing, and a second ago, the little fox also rushed out, this piece of open space belonging to the first class of B, the two people in front of him stood facing each other, and the two figures behind flew out instantly, and the picture seemed to be frozen at this moment.

There was a hint of a sinister smile on the corner of Ma Kui's mouth, but there was a satisfaction on his face that the plan had succeeded, he was actually here to kill Ling Feng, what a challenge, what pursuit of Ning Xuan, all of this is just a foreshadowing made at this moment, killing Ling Feng is the goal, it is very common to occasionally miss in a head-on duel, even if he uses his pocket sword, as long as Ling Feng is dead, the big deal is to be in prison for a few years, which is too light for the benefits he can get, Ma Kui seems to have seen a golden avenue in front of his eyes, and all these obstacles collapsed the moment the sleeve sword pierced Ling Feng's chest。

The expressions of the freshmen were all the same, stunned with disbelief, Ma Kui was very satisfied with this effect, at least he killed someone who might defeat him, but in the next second, his expression changed, because his eyes saw that the reason why those freshmen were shocked and unbelievable was not because they saw their own actions, they were looking at the sky.

Ma Kui's body stiffened, and he subconsciously thought that there was something in the sky, and at this time, Ling Feng's feet were like pressing a spring, and he jumped away~!

"What a big ding·!" I don't know who came back to his senses and sighed, Ma Kui looked up, only to see the top of his head was pitch black, and then "bang", as if when the sky fell Mount Tai, he was unconscious in an instant, and in the eyes of people outside, it was a big tripod for no reason, the tripod was the size of a small mountain, and when it fell, people only felt that their scalp was numb, and Ma Kui was directly pressed down by this tripod.

All the people opened their mouths widely, the scene was very quiet, a sword in his sleeve, a mountain tripod, the shock brought by this duel can be described as ups and downs, no one expected the accidents to appear one after another, Ma Kui, just by a big ding who didn't know how to appear stunned.

The black tripod is three meters high and five meters wide, looking at the dull black tripod body gives people a heavy feeling, Ling Feng did not speak, but his mind moved, the big tripod slowly floated up, Ma Kui, who was pressed under the tripod, looked blue, but he was not dead, he moved a few times, Ling Feng came over expressionlessly, Ma Kui struggled to get the sleeve sword that fell to the ground, but Ling Feng showed a smile, "Senior, are you really here to kill me?" Ma Kui's hand suddenly froze, and his barely open eyes looked at Ling Feng with fear.

He could imagine that Ling Feng would be like thunder, shouting and shouting to kill, but he didn't expect Ling Feng to actually laugh, and it was this kind of calm laughter, which was very scary, Ma Kui had never seen it, he was afraid, scared, he even wanted to beg for mercy, but he couldn't speak, although Da Ding didn't stone him, but smashed a lot of his bones, and his chin was also removed, he couldn't speak, so he looked at Ling Feng with pleading.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. Just like comforting a dying old man, Ling Feng's eyes were very warm, and his smile was quite sincere, but Ma Kui was horrified to see that he came over with a sword, and kicked his hand away with his foot, and with a lot of effort, Ma Kui was put into a big shape by Ling Feng.

"Ling Feng, what are you doing?" Li Yao stood up at the right time, asked with a trembling voice, Ling Feng stood up straight, in fact, although he was not a muscular man, he was very tall and had a very well-proportioned figure, looking over from Li Yao, he could see a tall figure, Ling Feng turned his head and smiled: "Don't worry, I won't kill anyone~!" With a bang, a blood arrow flew up from Ma Kui's left wrist, and in less than a second, the green long sword in Ling Feng's hand cut out four blood arrows, and Ma Kui, twitching all over, his eyes were already full of despair.

Ling Feng did not kill anyone, he just abolished Ma Kui, and it was the kind of complete waste, the sword qi cut through the tendons and tendons of the hands and feet, and rushed into Ma Kui's body, piercing his sea of qi, the two most important places for fighters, one is the battle spirit, the other is the sea of qi, the sea of qi will not be able to absorb the power of the fight if the sea of qi is broken, even if Ma Kui can find the medical saint, he will only be a waste person in this life, more uncomfortable than living.

After doing all this, Ling Feng calmly inserted the sword of the wind back into the leather sheath behind his back, and there was no joy or sorrow on his face, and those freshmen were stunned, whether it was Ma Kui's sudden killer or Ling Feng's ruthless methods, they were completely beyond their cognition, they were only fifteen or sixteen years old, they had just left the arms of their parents, and many of them still had a sense of duel at the level of fighting, but Ling Feng and Ma Kui gave them a real lesson, duels are bloody, and duels are also dead.

Ma Kui was lying there like that, the blood flowing out of his limbs quickly coagulated, which meant that even if the doctor came, his tendons and tendons couldn't be connected, Ling Feng reached out and grabbed the little fox, and the wolf followed him like a shadow, the three of them walked away slowly, the elongated figure became darker and darker under the sunlight, and it seemed to be covered in everyone's heart, Situ Qingyang bit his lip, Ma Kui was miserable, but she couldn't give birth to a little sympathy, Ma San was also the first time to see Ling Feng's cold side, and he didn't wake up from the shock at all, until after the screams, the freshmen scattered and fled, and Ma San understood a little, a good friend of his own, doesn't seem to be easy to mess with at all.