Chapter 221: Cold Mountain Banner (Part II)

"Today, I tell you to learn to respect your bannermen. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info" Leng Feng's face was solemn, and a sense of battle arose.

"Hmph, it's not too late to say this after you defeat me. Broken Wave snorted coldly, and then jumped into the battlefield, and the two monks who were fighting on the battlefield looked at Broken Wave's figure and retreated, because they knew that there would be a wonderful battle next.

As the broken waves submerged, Leng Feng also jumped into it, and in an instant, the monks around him rose up, shouting non-stop, one after another, like thunder.

"You say, which of the two will win. Ning Wuqian put a hand on Li Xin's shoulder.

Hearing Ning Wuji's words, Li Xin smiled slightly and said nothing, and subconsciously touched the sword on his waist.

"I think this ambassador will win. Shen Yi's eyes were deep, not that he couldn't look down on the weak waves, but that he felt that Leng Feng was stronger.

"I don't think much of him, there were a lot of bannermen before, just like he does now. Kuang Fu sneered, and the meaning of the shameful smile in his eyes was very clear. Although he has never fought with Broken Waves, he has seen a lot of battles with Broken Waves, and I have to say that this is a strong Imperial Realm.

"What do you think?" Xiang Chen patted Dong Qing, with hesitation in his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Dong Qing also smiled, touched the ferret on his shoulder, and then looked at Win Sin.

"I wonder what he thinks. ā€

A defeated general, a monk who can defeat and let everyone know about it, is definitely not as incompetent as it seems.

Hearing Dong Qing's words, Ying Cheng slowly turned his head, glanced at it indifferently, and a wicked smile hooked up at the corner of his mouth.

"I thought the same as him. ā€

With the eyes of Winning Sin, the six monks looked at Huang Zhe in unison, and the two of them were able to think of it together at this moment, which was definitely curious to everyone.

Feeling that all the monks were looking at him, Huang Zhe ignored it, and looked into the battlefield with confidence in his eyes.

"This time, Broken Wave is going to lose. ā€

He didn't know why he had so much confidence in Leng Feng, but his instinct had always been strong enough to tell him that following this banner envoy would change his life.

In the battlefield, the broken waves evoked a smile, and there was a sense of drama and abuse in his eyes.

"Boy, don't ignore anyone because you think that the realm is high, Lao Tzu tells you that the most important thing for a monk is the foundation. ā€

Looking at the appearance of the broken waves, Leng Feng sighed and showed a helpless smile.

"I don't know what they will be like when they see you defeated. ā€

"Look for death. ā€

With an angry shout, the surrounding spiritual power surged, and a surging spiritual power rushed straight to Leng Feng like a huge wave swallowing a reef.

Looking at the attacking spiritual power, Leng Feng smiled slightly, and stood there quietly, without the slightest intention of dodging.

"Your confidence is a little too much. Broken Lang laughed mockingly, not angry at Leng Feng's conceit, in his opinion, the appearance of this monk in front of him was a self-inflicted humiliation.

But the next moment, his smile froze, and the spiritual power like a huge wave didn't even lift the corners of his clothes. At this moment, the audience was in an uproar, and everyone's eyes on Leng Feng suddenly changed, and they all showed excitement, because they knew that the next battle was definitely the pinnacle duel within the Imperial Realm.

With a low shout, the eyes of the broken waves were sharp, and a spiritual power that was several times stronger than before burst out again, if it was a huge wave before, it can definitely be called a vast wave at this moment, layer after layer.

In the face of the attacking spiritual power, Leng Feng was still like this, smiling slightly, standing quietly, at this moment, Leng Feng was like a flat boat on the sea, no matter how it tumbled, it still stood in it.

At this time, the broken waves rose solemnly, and there was no slightest contempt in his eyes, it seemed that this flag envoy was not so simple.

In an instant, a long sword appeared in his hand, it was his war sword, the same name as him, Broken Waves, a sword broke a monstrous wave, and the waves were cold under the huge waves.

"You wield the sword. Leng Feng laughed in surprise, and then with a shake of his arm, a spirit sword appeared in his hand, it was one of the eighty-one spirit swords, in terms of swords, Leng Feng had never met an opponent in the same rank, including the monks of the Vertical and Horizontal Sword Sect.

A shout came out, the broken waves attacked and killed, the cold light was cold, the sword flowers were vertical and horizontal, and the sword qi forced the human skin, looking at the attack of the broken waves, Leng Feng also shouted, waved the long sword in his hand, came out of the air, and fought with it.

This is a swordsmanship duel, the battlefield is like two lights and shadows, the sound of the collision is like firecrackers, resounding throughout the gladiatorial arena, at this moment, Li Xin, who was watching the battle on the sidelines, was a little unable to control himself, his arms kept trembling, if he hadn't been suppressed, I am afraid that at this time, he would have already entered it to fight with Leng Feng and Broken Waves.

In the field, the sword qi burst out, and the two sword intents that reached the sky constantly collided with each other, if it weren't for the forbidden blessing on the battlefield, I am afraid that it would have been damaged a long time ago.

There was another resounding collision in the sky, the two came separately, I have to admit that this broken wave is a rare monk, and Leng Feng is even more happy at this moment, such a subordinate is what he wants.

Suddenly, his body sank, the long sword was in front of his chest, his fingers were pressed on the sword, and his eyes revealed a sense of determination.

Looking at Leng Feng's appearance, Broken Lang's heart trembled, inexplicably, for some reason, a breath of death emanated from Leng Feng.

The next moment, a roar of anger roared, his body was in the air, his arms suddenly opened, he stood together, the sword left his hand, and he was horizontal in the air, and the sword body rotated non-stop. This trick is the secret technique of breaking the waves and saving his life, he can't remember how long he hasn't used it, in short, this is the first time he has used it in the border wilderness.

With another shout, his hands fell, and the sword body broke out of the air, like a shocking thunder, stabbing straight towards the cold front, the sword body was blurred, and in an instant, it turned into a monstrous sea beast, flooding the entire battlefield with a vast wave.

The giant beast's fangs were raised, its face was hideous, and it rushed straight to the cold front with a thick sea fish. The moment the giant beast appeared, the entire gladiatorial arena trembled, and it was the contemplative deacon, who couldn't help but show a deep color.

"This broken wave is really extraordinary, I don't know how to face this cold flag envoy. Ning Wuqian smiled and raised.

Looking at the giant beast, Leng Feng was not afraid, pressed his fingers to the tip of the sword, and a shout came out, his body was like a light and shadow, with the intention of destruction, and he directly submerged into the mouth of the giant beast.

At this moment, on the viewing platform, many monks were in an uproar, and they were even more puzzled, why did this monk who was fighting against the broken waves not dodge when he saw this giant beast, but deliberately rushed to the mouth of the giant beast.

"Did you win?" said in a low voice, as if asking someone else, more likely, asking yourself. It's just that the next moment, Broken Wave's heart sank, and a powerful backlash was like a mountain hitting his chest, his body flew upside down from the air, and a mouthful of hot blood gushed out of his mouth.

It was a sword-wielding figure, with a decisive intent of destruction, like an arrow feather, crushing and shattering the giant beast.

Broken Waves, who fell to the ground, was just about to get up, but found a cold sword at his neck, and as the sword body looked up, it was a young and indifferent face, although a little pale, but still arrogant.

Silence, incomparably silence, all the monks at this moment, including the two contemplative cultivators, stayed there in a daze.

"Defeated, defeated. I don't know who spoke up, breaking this moment of silence.

"Who is he, he actually broke the oath of breaking the waves. ā€

"The invincible Broken Waves in the same realm have failed miserably at this moment. For a moment, there was a constant murmuring in the gladiatorial arena, but more curiosity about the bannerman.

"I'm defeated. Broken Waves laughed with blood, the blood-stained red clothes, the Broken Waves Sword that turned into a giant beast, also turned into a sword body and fell down at this moment.

"There is no shame in defeating, but it is shameful that you do not have the courage to stand up. ā€

Looking at the falling waves, Leng Feng put away his spirit sword, and a wave of spiritual power helped him up.

was helped up by Leng Feng, Broken Wave was a little dazed, his eyes were in a daze, looking at the smiling face, his heart kept throbbing, entangled, he couldn't imagine this kind of result, and he didn't know how to face it.

Immediately gritted his teeth, I broke the waves, how can I be a person who does not believe in my words, and then my eyes turned sharp.

"Bye, meet, bannerman. ā€

Hearing the sound of the broken waves, Leng Feng laughed loudly, and then turned to leave. At this moment, Kuang Fu and the others, no one was despising Leng Feng.

Leng Feng, who walked out of the battlefield, looked at the deacon, smiled slightly, and a condensing aura came out again.

"Dare to ask Daoyou, do you need anything?"

"There's no need for this place, Leng Daoyou just needs to register at the coming place. ā€

Leng Feng nodded slightly, and with a wave of his arm, he left the gladiatorial arena, followed by nine Imperial Realm cultivators.

Walking out of the gladiatorial arena, Leng Feng whistled, the whistle was not very loud, but the whistle fell, and within a few breaths, a lightning light struck, it was a thunder beast like a horse, with a slight arc on its body, and its four feet seemed to be stepping on white flames.

This beast was the Thunder Beast, looking at Leng Feng's back, an exclamation came out.

"Hehe, cold boy, it's pretty neat. ā€

"Yours is the one. Leng Feng was a little helpless, in front of his subordinates, he didn't give himself face at all.

"You'll be there. Boy, hurry the. He greeted Leng Feng and then a loud curse came out.

Sure enough, not long after, a charred black figure came into the sky, looking at the monk's appearance, Leng Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly, he was very clear about the means of the thunder beast, and he didn't ask, he got up and walked towards the army registration office.

Lei Gang, a half-step monk, could never have imagined that he would be abused to such an extent by a horse today, he was not ignorant. When he came to this place, he saw many monks, and he already knew his identity, and stood side by side with the other nine people, following one of the monks in front of him.

At the registration office, the monk before saw Leng Feng's return, and he still had the same mocking eyes. He never knew that in the near future, he would regret what he was doing.

Write down the names one by one.

Hanshan Banner, Banner Envoy Cold Hanshan, Flag Keeper Dong Qing, Kuang Fu, Huang Zhe, Li Xin, Lei Gang, Win Sin, Xiang Chen, Shen Yi, Broken Waves, Ning Wufeng.