Zheng! A slight metallic tremor sounded. Chu Feng, who was supposed to be killed, closed his eyes and calmly grabbed the long sword with two fingers.

"You, you ......"

Earth Sword Song Zhi's face was full of incredulity, his extremely powerful sword was actually easily caught by a second-generation disciple of the Wuyue Sword Sect, still with two fingers.

The people watching the battle exploded in an instant, but it was Song Zhi of the Earth Sword who shot it, the brother of Song Que of the Heavenly Sword, his martial arts had already reached a very high level, and he was also a well-known figure in the rivers and lakes, and he was actually not as good as a second-generation disciple of the Wuyue Sword Sect. For a time, countless people were full of yearning for the unfathomable Wuyue Sword Sect.

Bang! Like a kite with a broken string, the earth sword Song Zhi flew into the air from the front of the gate of Zhun Ti Temple, and then fell from the sky in the form of a parabola. When it fell to the ground, there was a dull thud.

"The Earth Sword lost, what happened"

"One move, even if the Heavenly Sword Song Que may not be able to do it"

"Am I mistaken, the second-generation disciples of the Wuyue Sword Sect are so powerful?"

"What's the situation, I don't see it clearly"

…………

The crowd watching the battle was boiling again. What can't be seen in the back, one by one is crowded forward, and the scene is extremely noisy.

Song Zhi, who struggled to get up from the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood, held the broken sword, and asked with an unwilling expression, "What kind of martial arts is this?" ”

was defeated so easily, in addition to being frustrated, he was confused,

Chu Feng slowly withdrew his fingers, put his back behind him, and replied lightly.

"A finger of the rhino, a common fingering."

"Ordinary!"

Song Zhi smiled miserably, before he clearly saw that his sword wrapped in a sharp sword qi instantly fell silent in front of the other party's fingers, such a magical fingering, was called ordinary by the other party, so what is he, the arrogant frog in the ancient well.

"I'm best at swordsmanship, but you're not qualified to let me draw my sword."

Chu Feng made up for it lightly.

Song Zhi was stunned when he heard this, he looked at the broken sword in Chu Feng's hand, his eyes showed a complicated color, he was a dignified sword, a generation of sword masters, he was actually not qualified to let the other party draw his sword, it sounded like the biggest joke in the world.

"Hahahaha, the frog at the bottom of the well, how dare you bother the young man to draw his sword!"

Song Zhi said, threw down the broken sword very freely, turned around and staggered into the distance, his back was a little gloomy.

There was a sigh on the field, as the brother of the Heavenly Sword Song Que, the Earth Sword Song Zhi is also a masterpiece of a generation, and he was actually beaten by the self-proclaimed frog at the bottom of the well, it seems that the time for the Wuyue Sword Sect to reign in the world and lead the martial arts has arrived.

"Poor Ni came to learn the tricks of Linghu Shaoxia!"

A woman holding a sword, looking thirty years old, with a face like jade, and a dignified atmosphere, walked out from behind the crowd, and every step had a special rhythm, which was very strange.

"Who is this man?"

"I haven't seen it, but it's beautiful"

"I recognize it, it's Fan Qinghui, the head of Cihang Jingzhai"

"Isn't that the same age as the Heavenly Sword, it's really a skill to stay beautiful"

"Hey, no, didn't she go in, why did she come out again, isn't the Sword Saint inside?"

"It is estimated that the Sword Saint doesn't look down on her, and I didn't hear Linghu Shaoxia say that he wants to fight on behalf of the head of the family, and it is clear that he is telling everyone that the Sword Saint will not appear in this competition."

"It makes sense, tsk, the second-generation disciples of the Wuyue Sword Sect are so powerful, it's very enviable"

"What do you envy, I received gossip from the market that after this war, the Sword Saint will recruit disciples in the name of the heirs of the Immortal View and spread the way of the sword in the world."

"It's really fake!"

"I want to join the Wuyue Sword Sect"

"Me too"

…………

Everyone talked excitedly, and put aside Fan Qinghui, the head of Cihang Jingzhai, who appeared on the scene, very embarrassed.

Chu Feng, who was standing on the steps, poked out two fingers again, hesitated for a moment, and withdrew one finger, this action attracted the attention of thousands of people, and the field was silent again.

Fan Qinghui, who was about to say a few words, had a stagnant expression, she had led Cihang Jingzhai to the top of the independent martial arts for so many years, and it was the first time she had seen such a crazy person.

"Linghu Chong, Poor Ni is going to teach you an arrogant lesson on behalf of your master Yue Buqun today."

Fan Qinghui's voice was cold, she hadn't been so angry for a long time.

When Chu Feng heard this, he withdrew the last finger, his face was light, and there was no joy or sorrow.

The field exploded instantly.

"It's crazy, I don't even need a finger, but I like it, hahahaha......"

"Linghu Shaoxia, teach this old nun a lesson, for so many years, take care of this and that, make the martial arts look like her family, Lao Tzu has long looked at her unpleasantly"

"Ten years ago, my second uncle just praised a little nun who was good-looking, but she was abolished from martial arts, and she practiced martial arts for half her life, not to mention that she was named a thief and spread all over the south of the Yangtze River."

"Ahem, as far as I know, your second uncle said more than that!"

"Alas, the people of Cihang Jingzhai are holding a sword in one hand and teaching people to do things with righteousness in the other, which is indeed too domineering."

………………

Fan Qinghui didn't expect everyone to say this about herself, her face turned cold, her fierce gaze swept across the audience, and the discussion suddenly disappeared.

"Hmph"

With a light snort, Fan Qinghui drew his sword and aimed it at Chu Feng, and said coldly: "For so many years, you are the first person to make the poor nun angry. ”

"Really?"

Chu Feng showed a nonchalant expression.

"Presumptuous!"

Fan Qinghui let out a loud shout and flew into the air, like a fairy in the dust, the long sword swept away, the white light shone, and a sword qi that was a little stronger than the earth sword Song Zhi swept towards Chu Feng with an unrivaled momentum, and where he passed, the ground turned up more than a foot, and it made dust for a while.

Chu Feng, who was standing on the cusp of the storm, let out a low roar, the air trembled, and the boundless sword qi and dust rolled back.

Countless people covered their ears, but they still showed pain. This is deliberately controlled by Chu Feng, otherwise many people who don't know martial arts, or have low martial arts, will be shocked to death on the spot.

After a while, the smoke disappeared, and Fan Qinghui, who was in rags, stood stunned, and the long sword in his hand broke inch by inch.

There was another uproar on the field.

"Another move, Fan Qinghui lost"

"Tsk, Ling Fox Shaoxia did what he said, and he really didn't use his hands"

"It's the legendary lion's roar, it's too powerful, under this move, any swordsmanship, Taoism is in vain"

………………

"Kiyoe"

A few miles away, a majestic man with a knife galloped forward. In a blink of an eye, he arrived in the middle of the field, holding the crumbling Fan Qinghui with one hand, with a nervous look on his handsome face.

"Kiyoe, how are you?"

"Song Missing"

Fan Qinghui shouted out the person's name and wanted to resist, but fainted all of a sudden.

A cold glint flashed in Song Que's eyes, Fan Qinghui was his former lover, although they were not together, but the love was still there, and today he was actually injured like this, Rao is that he has cultivated to the point of no joy and no sorrow, and he is also angry.