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The abstention of the Immortal Sect led to a direct confrontation between the Avatar Sect and the Martial Arts Sect. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoFor Xu Feng, who appeared in the battle of martial arts for the first time, many disciples of other sects did not know his details, but Xuan Peipei, the senior sister of the Huashenmen, was a goddess and idol in the minds of many disciples.

Witnessing Xu Feng's retreat in the martial arts arena, many disciples of the Huashen Sect waited for the end of this battle with a relaxed face, waiting for Xu Feng's fiasco without any suspense.

"The rotten fish and broken shrimp from there, fighting against Senior Sister Xuan, is simply beyond the power of a mayfly shaking a tree!" said a disciple, and the female disciple of the Huashenmen Sect in a white dress next to him was even more proud, waving her fist, and said proudly: "Even Senior Sister Xuan dares to tease, beating him to stay in bed for three months, and he can't take care of himself." ”

An older senior brother swore and said, "Within ten moves, that kid from the Martial Arts Sect will definitely be defeated!" The female disciple in the white dress heard the senior brother say this, raised her arms excitedly, and said loudly: "Let's count down together and cheer for Senior Sister Xuan!"

"Senior Sister Xuan! Hit him! Ten ......"

Under the call of the female disciple in white, a large group of disciples of the Huashenmen began to count down for the competition, and the disciples who were friends with the Huashenmen in other sects also followed in support, most of them were female disciples.

Xu Feng's sentence "I don't do anything with the female streamers!, except for the beautiful ones!" really offended the anger of the public—the anger of almost all the female disciples in the sect.

Xu Feng suddenly fell into an embattled situation, and the countdown waves were higher and higher, and everyone was looking forward to the moment when Xu Feng was knocked down.

"Nine!"

"Eight!"

"Senior Sister Xuan, don't be merciful!"

"Seven!"

"Six!"

In the midst of the sensation, Xuan Peipei's mandarin duck knife was more condensed, and his body turned into a purple butterfly, with the double knife as wings, flying up and down, with the countdown of many disciples in the field, ready to give Xu Feng the final blow without reservation.

"Five, four, three!"

At the last moment, the shouts also reached the apex of the high dynasty, the crowd was excited, the sound was shocking, and it seemed that it was a foregone conclusion that Xu Feng was seriously injured and defeated.

Xu Feng was not prepared to meet the opponent's fatal blow, nor was he ready to let the countdown go to the end, he decided to stay on the countdown to two, because "two" is a very magical number.

Xu Feng pressed all the divine thoughts and true yuan into one place in his body, and with the hard fight of more than a hundred true yuans, the sword intent of the wind and rain point Cangjian had been raised to the extreme. The black sword felt a powerful and incomparable battle intent, like a beast that had been imprisoned and hungry for a long time, and suddenly smelled the smell of fresh flesh and blood, and the sword body was extremely excited, trembling uncontrollably at high speed.

The sunny martial arts arena suddenly gave birth to a damp feeling, and the moisture in the air seemed to increase, and the sides of some rocks near the martial arts arena even became dark because of the humidity in the air.

Many disciples cheered unwillingly, not noticing the changes in the room at all. The middle-aged woman sitting upright like a fairy on the high platform on the south side embroidered her eyebrows and frowned slightly.

On the martial arts field, the two staggered again in the air like lightning, and since the decisive battle, Xu Feng's resolute face suddenly burst into a happy chuckle.

Looking at the bright smile that flashed by, Xuan Peipei suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

A large thick cloud drifted in the sky, and the bright martial arts arena became a little dark.

Xu Feng raised his sword with both hands, as if holding a mountain, and smashed it towards the double knife in a strange posture!

Without the roar of the rocks, what fell was a storm that wiped out everything!

The purple butterfly's wings trembled only slightly in the wind and rain, and they were hit to the ground by the torrential rain. Xuan Peipei truly felt the disappointment of the whole world in the furious sword intent, and the crazy power to destroy everything contained in the disappointment.

She was even captured by this unique sword intent, forgetting the double knives that had been smashed, and was stunned for a moment.

The next moment, a violent storm hit, and she closed her eyes helplessly, like a purple butterfly being instantly knocked away by the wind.

Rumble!

The Qingguang Great Array on the martial arts arena emitted a piercing roar, and Xuan Peipei's body smashed on the formation in front of the left at high speed, because he had the True Yuan on his body, he was rebounded by the large array and shot out and smashed on the formation in front of the right, only to fall from a high altitude, stirring up a burst of dust, and spurting out several mouthfuls of blood one after another!

Xu Feng held his hands in a false position, and the black sword was in front of his chest, and his sword intent was slightly restrained, like a beast satisfied after a full meal.

Xu Feng copied it in a dashing manner, took the black sword in his hand, and pushed it back without looking at it, the black sword had already entered the scabbard on his back. said in his heart, this move is a bit fierce.

"Ahh

"What's going on! What a purple figure flying into the sky!"

"Xu Feng won?!"

The countdown of the Transformation God Gate really stopped at the second, and the passion of countless disciples was suffocated by the cruel scene, and for a while they were like a dumbfounded wooden chicken, not daring to accept such a fact.

There was chaos around the martial arts arena, and countless disciples looked at the arena with wide eyes and incredulity, and the disciples of the martial arts sect let out a crazy shout.

"Fourteenth Senior Brother is mighty!"

"Fourteenth Senior Brother is mighty!"

"Fourteen!

"Fourteen!

Xu Feng turned around in a dashing manner and politely arched his hand in the direction of his other door, attracting more intense cheers.

It wasn't until a long time later that the disciples of the Transformation God Sect reacted, and the two female disciples hurriedly came on the field and helped Xuan Peipei, who was seriously injured.

Xuan Peipei's puzzled eyes looked at Xu Feng and asked weakly, "Is this...... What's the name of this sword?"

The nine styles of the wind and rain point Cangjian rain department actually have no name, Xu Feng just comprehended the sword intent, and sent it as he pleased, at this time, Xuan Peipei asked, but it was a little troublesome.

Xu Feng said: "This ...... This one...... Let's call it merciless. ”

What is "just call the wind and rain merciless!"

The two female disciples who supported Xuan Peipei glanced at Xu Feng with a little unwillingness, Lingxiu's temperament was a little cute, and there was no contempt in her eyes, but there was a little anger in her awe.

Only Xuan Peipei knows that the description of this sword intent in the four words of wind and rain ruthlessness is really appropriate.

Determined by disappointment, ruthless by determination, like a woman who has been hurt wants to destroy her own injuries and the world.

"Wind and rain merciless......"

Xuan Peipei looked at Xu Feng blankly, and was carried away from the martial arts arena by the two junior sisters.

On the high platform in the south to host the martial arts, the two old men glanced at each other, and they both saw the shock in each other's eyes.

Xu Feng returned to the main door and sat down to accept the congratulations of all the senior brothers. The fourth senior brother said unhappily: "It's too ruthless to destroy flowers with spicy hands! You can bear such a beautiful girl." ”

Xu Feng explained seriously: "If this is not the case, it will be me who will be destroyed." ”

The thirteenth senior brother unexpectedly didn't roll his eyes this time, and gently patted Xu Feng's shoulder.

Ye Xiujian, the senior brother of the Transformation God Sect, raised his eyebrows slightly, and his battle spirit surged, looking at the third senior brother Meng Gu, who was the most tricky in the opponent's lineup, was as stable as Mount Tai, without the slightest intention of ending, and nodded heavily to his junior brother Feng Youlun.

Feng Youlun landed calmly in the middle of the field, put his hands behind his back, and quietly looked in the direction of Xiuwumen.

Wang Debang, who was sitting on the side, saw that Xu Feng was in the limelight and became famous, and he couldn't hold back his fiery temperament, so he got up and said, "I'll meet him for a while!"

Senior Brother shook his head and said, "It's not your turn yet, don't worry." ”

After listening to the words of the senior brother, Wang Debang put away the long knife and sat down with his tall body.

"Xu Feng, go, go to the next city!"

Xu Feng bowed and slowly walked into the middle of the field under the eager eyes of many disciples.

"Feng Youlun?!" Xu Feng said.

"Exactly!"

"Good name. Xu Feng seemed to remember something, and said with a slight smile.