The two looked at each other for a moment, and Chun Gufeng only asked lightly, "You are Mo Feng?"

"It's me. Mo Feng said casually, thinking that the next second should be the most common plot to avenge his brother, right?

However, he obviously underestimated Chun Gu Feng's Qi cultivation kung fu, although he had such a naïve younger brother in middle school, but Chun Gu Feng was not abducted, but had indifference and calmness far beyond his peers.

"Very well, I will always fight with you. Chun Gufeng bowed slightly, then lowered his eyes and retracted his gaze, and didn't even say a word of cruelty, his calm appearance didn't look like his brother was being bullied.

But those who are familiar with Chungu Feng know that he doesn't care about Chun Tiannan's affairs, but his temperament is like this, even if the enemy standing opposite is in the early stage of Huazun, he will also have this indifferent and calm look. This is no longer absolute confidence can be described, but no one has reached the highest level in his eyes, and he does not regard anyone as an opponent at all.

However, Chungu Feng, who has never been defeated, does have such qualifications, if he is not an arrogant person, how can he sharpen the most arrogant sword in the world? The true meaning of the Absolute Light Sword Technique inherited from the First Great Hall has always been like this.

In the first competition, Mo Feng collided with his own people again, and Senior Brother Liu Tang on the opposite side also smiled bitterly.

"Senior Brother Mo, please advise. "Liu Tang didn't know Mo Feng before this, but this did not prevent him from having a good impression of Mo Feng, after all, he had passed five levels all the way and killed six generals, and trampled on the disciples of the Seven Star Hall and the senior brother of Wuxuanmen, and he was the only one who was a little junior brother of the golden session.

"Senior Brother Liu is polite, it should be Senior Brother who instructs. "Unless it is deliberately provoked by the other party, Mo Feng generally treats people with courtesy.

"Hypocrisy," the little princess on the spectator table looked disdainful, and after spitting out two words unhappily, she was still not happy, and then added two more words: "Contrived." ”

Yu Liang looked at his nose and nose, but he didn't hear it. Anyway, when the little princess doesn't like others, no matter what that person does, she can't expect to get a positive evaluation from her.

But when Liu Tang heard this, his heart was relieved, and his impression of Mo Feng was a little better, and he smiled slightly: "Then this battle will end at the point, it is better to save a little more strength for the next one." ”

At this time, Liu Tang couldn't help but secretly slander the institutional arrangements of this round-robin match, and he didn't even leave time for people to rest, and he fought eight games in a row in one day, so everyone had to be tired to death, right? Not to mention that none of the eight people in front of him were inferior to him, and it was difficult to win a few games in a row.

"Let's go!"

However, under the order of the referee elder, Liu Tang still mobilized his spiritual power at the fastest speed, and the long knife in his hand slashed out with the momentum of thunder, and a rainbow was domineering across the martial arts arena, like a galactic dragon soaring, straight in front of the ink wind.

Seeing the brilliant galaxy surging away, instantly submerging Mo Feng's figure, Liu Tang did not relax at all in his heart, but just as he was concentrating as if he was facing a great enemy, an inexplicable feeling of dizziness spread through his mind, even if his willpower was not weak, it was inevitable to lose his mind at this moment.

Not good!

As soon as Liu Tang realized that something was wrong, before his body could react, a bright red fire rushed through the Milky Way, scorching so hot that the air was hot and twisted, reflecting the color of fire in his pupils.

"Buzz!"

Liu Tang quickly retreated, and the defensive spiritual skill turned into a semi-arc-shaped light curtain in front of him, no more, no less, just blocking the rushing fire, but a soft and lingering erosive energy seemed to seep into his light curtain, making this Xuanxuan-level defensive spiritual skill shatter into nothing in an instant.

As we all know, first hot and then cold, one ice and one fire, can best destroy the internal structure of objects, and the Yang Fire and Yin Fire of Crimson Killing are also the same principle, which is also the most important reason why it far surpasses the rest of the Tongxuan Superior Spiritual Skills, this nature is simply the natural enemy of all kinds of protective shields.

As Liu Shu quickly retreated to avoid the raging fire, his attention inevitably missed the rear. With a slight movement of Mo Feng's fingers, a few beams of dark and silent dark magic light crossed the strange curve, successfully wrapping around Liu Tang's back, and the next moment it approached his back in several key points.

Liu Tang's scalp was numb in an instant, and he felt a cold air all over his body, and at the critical moment, he didn't care about whether his posture was good-looking or not, he suddenly flashed sideways, and watched a few beams of dark magic light fly past his robe, and the faint cold air really made him fall into an ice cellar.

However, this was only the beginning, under the command of the peak soul power of the Ink Wind Heavenly Spirit, several beams of dark demonic light flew around flexibly and mischievously, never leaving the vital point of Liu Tang's body, whether it was in front of or behind him, or on the side of his head, all directions could appear.

Liu Tang soon became exhausted, and there was no chance to fight back. Especially at a certain moment, his brain inexplicably fell into a chaotic blank state, although it was only a short moment of stagnation, but it was enough for the dark magic light to pierce him back and forth, of course, Mo Feng was not so ruthless, and at the last moment, he still let the dark magic light hover around Liu Tang's body, and he didn't really make a ruthless move.

So after admitting defeat coolly, Liu Tang still couldn't help but sigh secretly, fortunately, he is also a disciple of the academy, Mo Feng is still more or less "gentle" to his family, otherwise look at the fate of others, Chun Tiannan seems to have just woken up from a coma yesterday, and that Wuxuanmen senior brother Jing Yue was only one inch away from hurting his heart, and he didn't lie down for ten days and half a month to think about acting rashly, which was simply a miserable one.

Looking at Mo Feng, who was standing with a knife on the opposite side, his face was relaxed, and Liu Tang couldn't help but smile bitterly, this new junior brother is really powerful, no wonder even Jingyue was defeated in his hands, this cultivation is definitely not mixed with any water, he is tired and tired and fighting, but he doesn't even seem to be a warm-up exercise, this gap is too big to speak.

"In the next game, the academy ink wind against Wu Xuanmen Ziqi. ”

The Elder of the Seven Star Hall announced indifferently, urging Zi Qi to quickly enter the field as if he was in a hurry to reincarnate, and then announced the start of the game in a very slippery manner.

Mo Feng couldn't help frowning slightly, the first game was when he was on him, he admitted it, why did he compete in two games in a row? Could it be that the Seven Star Hall had already hated him to such an extent that it did not hesitate to wear him down in the form of wheel warfare?

There is no doubt that Ziqi's strength is still a long way from Jingyue, which makes people have to sigh that the same Xuanzun realm, the gap between Mao and Mao will be so big. However, maybe it was because Zi Qi didn't intend to consume all his spiritual power on Mo Feng, so although he pretended to be very powerful, he didn't actually have much idea of avenging his senior brother. For the sake of his acquaintance, Mo Feng is also very face-saving and not heavy-handed, after all, there are so many opponents waiting for him, wouldn't it be best to let Ziqi leave some energy to consume other people's strength?

So after a few minutes of seemingly fierce fighting, Mo Feng's long knife just touched Ziqi's robe, and he screamed to himself, then spurted out a mouthful of blood, staggered back a few steps, looked crumbling and pale, and weakly squeezed out three words: "I...... Admit defeat. ”

Mo Feng held the long knife speechless for a while, how did such a slick guy become the second senior brother of Wu Xuanmen? Look at this acting skill, if you don't give him an Oscar, you will simply wronged him.

"Second Senior Brother, how are you?" The disciples of Wuxuanmen suddenly made a fuss, not seeing someone's coy attitude at all. They only thought that their second senior brother had done his best to be ashamed of the sect, how could they know that Zi Qi not only hated Mo Feng in his heart, but was full of joy and gratitude? After all, Jing Yue had been suppressed above his head like a big mountain, and now that this mountain had been overthrown, who else could contribute to Wu Xuanmen? The third senior sister was still too inferior.

Only the elder of Wuxuanmen was calm when he saw it, obviously he had long been accustomed to the grievances and grievances of the disciples of the sect, and he didn't expect Ziqi to really work hard at all, he could pretend to be benevolent and righteous.

"Qi'er, this is a blood pill, you take it quickly!" Zi Qi's master appeared in time and quickly stuffed a reddish pill into Zi Qi's mouth.

"Elder Lin is really willing, even the high-grade elixir like the Blood Pill. Everyone whispered for a while, obviously very envious of Ziqi's treatment.

Only one of them whispered weakly, "Why...... I look more like an ordinary Qi and Blood Pill......"

"What nonsense! Didn't you see that the second senior brother's face instantly turned rosy, can your family's Qi and Blood Pill have such a miraculous effect?"

Mo Feng couldn't bear to listen to it anymore, he didn't even touch Ziqi, a Qi and Blood Pill meant that it was enough, how could he still use a high-grade pill, what a group of poor children who were kept in the dark.

Of course, what does the matter of Wuxuanmen have to do with him?

Mo Feng thought about it and was about to put the knife into the sheath, but the referee elder of the Seven Star Hall hurried to reincarnate and the hurried voice sounded again: "In the third game, the academy Mo Feng has an autumn pill against the Seven Star Palace. ”

The surroundings were quiet for a moment, and no matter how stupid people were, they could hear that something was wrong at this time, why were there three games in a row?

Dean Shu couldn't help but look angry and said, "Elder Qi, what tricks are you doing?" Why did you draw ink wind every time, I won't talk about the previous two games, this time he can't tell the truth, right?"

The Seven Star Hall Elder Qi looked kind with a smile on his face: "Brother Huo's words are wrong, the exchange competition is naturally based on the principle of fairness and justice, everyone has seen it, do I have a special hand when I draw lots?" ”

Dean Shu laughed angrily, he just didn't want to see Elder Qi's shameless face again, who knew what means he secretly used, and now he has such a dignified and awe-inspiring appearance, the ghost will believe him!

What's especially excessive is that Elder Qi also deliberately turned to Mo Feng provocatively and said, "Do you also think there is something wrong? If you don't want to fight again, you can just say it, and I will stop the game." ”

Mo Feng didn't seem to hear the threat in his words, but said very calmly: "No need, I'll continue the next one." ”

"Mo Feng, why are you ......" Dean Shu was in a hurry, but he didn't expect Mo Feng to soften so easily, and he didn't even have the slightest intention of fighting.