Like her wind, dense and fast.

Zhao Feng didn't dare to be careless, and successively slashed out more than a dozen Lei Che to offset Liu Ran's sword technique, and suddenly Zhao Feng's face suddenly changed, Zhao Feng secretly said that it was not good, and the injury was affected again, Zhao Feng only felt that none of his internal organs were good now, and the unnatural tremor of his body just now did not escape Liu Ran's eyes.

But Liu Ran no longer had a chance to fight back, Zhao Feng wiped the blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, although he tried his best to suppress it, Zhao Feng's body was indeed at the limit, and blood congestion was inevitable.

And Liu Ran, the disciples in the audience gasped one after another, Liu Ran was locked in a lightning "cage" at this time, but Zhao Feng's eyes still did not forget to stare at Liu Ran.

Liu Ran slashed at the lightning cage with a sword, but he could only cut two at most, but at the same time, a new fence was born, and the width of the two was not Liu Ran, even if it was a baby.

Liu Ran praised from the bottom of his heart: "Senior brother really opened my eyes today. ”

Zhao Feng was unequivocal: "If this sentence is said after Senior Sister Liu admits defeat, I will be even happier." ”

Liu Ran shook his head helplessly, he originally felt that he was hiding deeply, but he didn't expect to lose to the junior brother of the junior class in the end, Liu Ran raised his head and looked at Zhao Feng and said solemnly: "The skills are not as good as others, Liu Ran of Qinghe Academy, admit defeat!" ”

According to the Ancheng sisters and brothers, Zhao Feng originally stood on the field with infinite scenery, and looked at Liu Ran of Qinghe Academy silently, and then Senior Sister Liu, who has always been proud, looked at Zhao Feng with affection, and then admitted defeat, thinking that Zhao Feng had a perfect ending with infinite scenery and grace, and then he fainted! And he lay directly on his back on the ground without any image.

An Cheng asked Zhao Feng: "Brother Zhao Feng, does the back of your head hurt?" ”

Zhao Feng, who was in the barrel, mercilessly gave An Cheng a shave the back of his head, and looked coldly at An Cheng who was covering his head and jumped away, and said, "I know the back of your head hurts now!" ”

According to Zheng Tian, after Liu Ran admitted defeat, Zhao Feng fell almost immediately, and the scene in the audience was very chaotic for a while, the junior disciples shouted excitedly, and the intermediate disciples were very depressed. But there was no more competition that day.

Zhao Feng was puzzled: "Why?" ”

Zheng Tian shrugged: "The self-confidence of the beginner disciples has collapsed, and they almost have to follow your example to fight four, while the intermediate disciples are the opposite, their self-confidence is extremely lacking, and some female disciples are still crying." ”

Zhao Feng: "......"

When Chu Wuguo and Bu Lanshui came, Zhao Feng thought that the two of them were going to bring him some new topics, but he didn't expect the two of them to come in without saying a word, staring at Zhao Feng for a moment, seeing that Zhao Feng thought that he had changed his face and the two didn't know him, Chu Wuguo nodded, looked at Bu Lanshui, Bu Lanshui solemnly took out a jade bottle and poured a whole bottle of green liquid into Zhao Feng's wooden barrel.

Chu Wuguo looked at Zhao Feng with a farewell face, and said solemnly: "Zhao Feng, come on, grit your teeth and come over, after all, you can all be four in a row." ”

Bu Lanshui put away the bottle, looked at Zhao Feng and patted Zhao Feng's shoulder exposed in the air: "Zhao Feng, for your sake, I don't care about you when the boss and I carried you back, you were so heavy!" ”

Zhao Feng was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that it was Bu Lanshui and Chu Wuyi who carried him back.

Chu Wuguo told again: "Just endure the pain when it comes." ”

Zhao Feng blinked, and just as he was about to speak, all parts of his body suddenly began to numb, Zhao Feng's body began to spasm for a short time, and he punched on the wooden barrel, splashing water, but the wooden barrel showed no signs of damage.

Chu Wuguo and Bu Lanshui saw that Zhao Feng's face suddenly turned red, and knew that the potion was starting to work, the two of them looked at Zhao Feng's body and twitched unconsciously and felt a little distressed, Bu Lanshui stretched out his hand several times, and put it down weakly.

Zhao Feng didn't scream from beginning to end, and there was only occasional muffled humming and splashing sounds in the room.

The door of the house opened suddenly, and the sword walked in from outside the door, Chu Wuguo and Bu Lanshui wanted to salute, and the sword waved his hand, and no one else didn't have to see him like this.

Listening to the sword, he looked at Zhao Feng, who was "tossing" in the barrel, and frowned, Bu Lanshui wanted to say something, but before he could speak, Chu Wuguo tugged Bu Lanshui's hand and interrupted her words when she was about to speak.

The three of them watched as the water in the barrel slowly turned from pale green to brown, Zhao Feng's flushed face slowly faded, and there seemed to be a layer of greasy floating layer floating on the barrel.

As soon as Zhao Feng recovered from the feeling of crawling insects, he saw a shadow appear above his head, and when he looked up, he was listening to the sword, and opened his mouth, only to find that his mouth was dry and couldn't open, as if he was dehydrated.

Listening to the sword, he also took out a white jade bottle from his sleeve, hesitated, opened it and poured half a bottle directly, the ice-blue liquid came out of the white cold air almost at the same time as the lid was opened, and as soon as he touched the water surface of the wooden barrel, Zhao Feng felt the cold.

Half a bottle came in, Zhao Feng didn't even have the strength to struggle, cold, not water, but his body was cold, as if he had become an iceman, but he still had a normal human body temperature.

Listening to the sword, he took out another white bottle, Zhao Feng's eyelids jumped, but in fact, there was no change on his face, Chu Wuguo and Bu Lanshui looked at Zhao Feng and sweated, as soon as the white bottle was opened, this time it was not cold, but hot, Chu Wuguo and Bu Lanshui could feel the thick heat from a long distance.

When the fiery red liquid touched the water surface in the wooden barrel, it directly caused a violent mist, and the mist directly enveloped Zhao Feng in the wooden barrel.

"Hiss" Zhao Feng, who was already speechless, still squeezed out this from his throat, it was still cold just now, and in an instant, the cold subsided and turned into hot gas, and the blazing breath made him feel that he had fallen into the magma.

Zhao Feng fainted like this, the mist slowly dispersed, Chu Wuguo and Bu Lanshui saw Zhao Feng drooping his head and stepping forward, listening to the sword and stepping forward, he looked at the liquid in the wooden barrel, and after the liquid of the two jade bottles just now, the liquid in the wooden barrel had turned into clear water......

When Zhao Feng woke up again, his goal was his room, and he moved his limbs slightly, and there was no soreness as he imagined, but it was very relaxed, Zhao Feng remembered that he was in the liquid medicine before, and it should be the bucket of liquid medicine that worked.

Got up and the sunlight outside shone in through the window, pushed the door open, and saw two familiar but somewhat unexpected figures on the table of the Eight Immortals in the courtyard, sitting on the front of his own master, and opposite him, Fu Wan looked dissatisfied.

When Fu Juan saw Zhao Feng, his eyes lit up, and he immediately put a smile on his face, stretched out his hand to beckon Zhao Feng to come over, and Zhao Feng walked to the side of the Eight Immortals table. Hearing that Jian was drinking tea, Zhao Feng called out to the master in a low voice, Aunt Fu Juan.