Fortunately, a block just now slowed down Qin Ling's speed slightly. Ximen Ling quickly turned sideways, and with a bang, his clothes were cut open by the sharp edge of the scorpion short sword, and a line of blood oozed from the skin on his chest.

"Cheap woman!" Ximen Ling was embarrassed and slapped his backhand without thinking. Qin Ling had already poured all his blood qi into one move, leaving no backup power, and was immediately swept upside down by this volley of palms, and fell diagonally outside the ring.

Qin Feng jumped up in the air and caught Qin Ling. Fortunately, although Qin Ling's face was pale, his injuries were not serious.

"It's hateful, it's cheaper for her!" Ximen Ling snorted and stepped down, just a palm out of instinct, he didn't use enough strength, just knocked Qin Ling down from the stands, and didn't hit her hard, which made Ximen Ling a little dissatisfied.

There was a burst of boos from the audience, and Ximen Ling, who was third on the blood gas stone test list, was actually beaten so embarrassed by a delicate little girl, not only did she take off her weapon, but she was also injured and hung up, which was really embarrassing.

"Brother Simon, I have long asked you not to be soft, you can't do it when you see a beauty, this is not good. Han Xi said with a smile.

"Either way, I've won...... Brother Han Xi, it's up to you next. Ximen Ling fixed the way of the gods.

Han Xi smiled: "Of course...... That Qin Feng, leave it to me. ”

Qin Feng's face was indifferent, standing under the ring, looking at the pair of young men on the stage with an expressionless face.

Although Qin Nan won, he was unable to participate in the next round of the competition. Qin Ling landed and directly lost. However, don't take it to heart, this kind of result is already very good......" Qin Xiaofeng was on the side, chattering and persuading.

"Sixth Uncle, are the rules not allowed to kill?" Qin Feng suddenly asked.

Qin Xiaofeng was stunned, and hurriedly said: "Of course you are not allowed to kill, the murderer will be directly disqualified!" Qin Feng, it has come to this point, don't do anything stupid......

Qin Feng smiled faintly, but his smile was very cold and chilling.

“...... In the ninety-fifth game, Qin Feng fought against Han Xi!"

"It's finally my turn, I'm a little anxious waiting in the audience, I'm afraid that you will escape halfway," a flirtatious smile crossed Han Xi's face, "Qin Feng, you are still a little brave enough to dare to stand in front of me." ”

Qin Feng didn't speak, and there was not the slightest expression on his face. His eyes swept over Han Xi, and then swept over Han Rong, Ximen Ling and others in the audience, and finally raised his gaze and glanced at Xu Feng, the teacher of Beiyuan Academy, who was presiding over the preliminary examination on the high platform on the north side.

"Empty-handed or sword-fighting?" the referee routinely asked.

"Blade Battle!Qin Feng, do you dare?" There was a hint of provocation in Han Xi's tone.

"Whatever. Qin Feng said lightly.

"Haha!" Han Xi suddenly pulled out a blue long sword, danced out of thin air a few sword flowers the size of a sea bowl, and said with a smile, "Qin Feng, my sword is called the Poison Jiao Sword, it is a second-order high-grade beast soul weapon!

"No sword is needed against you. Qin Feng said calmly.

"It seems that you don't think you're losing fast enough!Look at the sword!" Facing Qin Feng's contempt, Han Xi was a little annoyed, he had no idea of continuing to provoke, his majestic blood and qi condensed, and he directly stabbed at Qin Feng with a sword!

A crack-like sound sounded in the air, and Han Xi's poisonous sword, the tip of the sword was like a blue lightning, stabbing at Qin Feng's eyebrows with a roar. With just this random sword, its power was much stronger than the desperate attack that Qin Ling had just unleashed with all his might!

Qin Feng indifferently watched as the blue sword tip became bigger and bigger, he suddenly moved, the wind footwork unfolded, and the whole person was like a fresh breeze, suddenly floating backwards.

The blue long sword was in hot pursuit, Qin Feng floated back three feet, and suddenly turned around, letting go of the edge of the poisonous sword, and actually came to Han Xi's side!

Han Xi's long sword couldn't be recovered, and he hurriedly raised his arm, condensing his blood qi to resist Qin Feng's attack.

With a bang, Han Xi took half a step back, felt a scorching fire, burrowed into his body and disappeared. His heart sank, and he shouted, and the long sword slashed horizontally, drawing a match.

Qin Feng stepped forward, his body was as swift as a ghost, and he came straight to Han Xi's side and back, still with a punch, slamming into Han Xi's shoulder.

Han Xi was stunned, shocked and angry! The long sword in his hand roared out, and a sword shadow rained down, enveloping all the surrounding three feet. This is his proud swordsmanship, called [Drifting Rain Sword Technique], once it is unleashed, it will not leak three feet around his body!

However, Han Xi's proud swordsmanship, in the eyes of Qin Feng, who was known as the "Left-handed Sword Emperor" in his previous life, was full of flaws and was not worth a damn. Qin Feng's figure spun in circles, punch after punch, constantly bombarding Han Xi's body.

"It's not good...... Han Rong's face changed, and he said loudly: "Han Xi, admit defeat quickly, you are not his opponent!"

Ximen Ling, who was on the side, said with some surprise: "It's still too early to admit defeat, right?" Although Brother Han Xi's tricks are not as exquisite as Qin Feng's, he has suffered some losses, but Qin Feng has not taken much advantage, and the realm is too low. You see that every time he attacks, he hits Brother Han Xi's body, but it only makes Brother Han Xi shake slightly, and he can't even leave a little injury. ”

Han Rong glanced at Ximen Ling coldly: "You are also the one who fought with Qin Feng, why don't you have a long memory?"

Ximen Ling was shocked, hurriedly faced the stands, and closed his eyes. This time, he relied on his blood qi sensing to sense the changes in Qin Feng and Han Xi's blood qi movements.

The blue blood qi on the stage belonged to Han Xi, and the red blood qi belonged to Qin Feng. Now, the blue blood gas and the red blood qi seemed to be equal, but every time they fought each other, there was a small stream of red blood qi that merged into the blue blood gas. After accumulating a lot, the inside of the blue blood qi was already crowded with hundreds of miniature strands of crimson blood qi!

Ximen Ling suddenly opened his eyes and said in shock: "Oh no, Qin Feng is going to be ruthless...... Brother Han Xi, admit defeat quickly!" He had suffered from Qin Feng's [Yan Breaking Fist Technique], and dozens of scorching breaths erupted in his body, directly spewing out a mouthful of blood mist, and it took several days to recover.

This time, Qin Feng's savings were even more sufficient, and he had already accumulated hundreds of scorching breaths in Han Xi's body! Once it broke out, what would happen to Han Xi, one can imagine!

"Smack!" Han Xi and Qin Feng fought against each other again, and another scorching breath came, which made him quite uncomfortable.

"Why do you want to admit defeat? This kid has very weak blood, and he has hit me so many times in a row, and he has not caused any injuries! If I hit him once, I will be able to make him lose his combat effectiveness!" Han Xi stared at Qin Feng, who was two or three meters on the opposite side, and shouted loudly.

"Admit defeat now, it's too late......" Qin Feng shook his head slowly, his right palm was raised high, and he spit out the last word with an expressionless face, "Burst." ”