Nie Feng didn't think that he knew the bearded old man, even if he was appreciated by this big man, but at this moment, after seeing the latter so "caring", he didn't feel a trace of vigilance in his heart. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The old man was not interested in Ouyang Lin and didn't want to see him show off his might, so it was reasonable to help Nie Feng, who was Ouyang Lin's opponent, but after seeing that Nie Feng might be invincible, not only did he not get angry because he was not successful, but on the contrary, he showed concern as if he was a relative and a teacher, which was really contrary to common sense.

As the saying goes, if you have nothing to do, you will be a traitor or a thief, which does not allow Nie Feng to worry inexplicably.

Of course, this strange feeling only appeared for a moment, and now he didn't have time to think about it at all, because Ouyang Lin's figure had disappeared again, and the next moment, a sword qi fluctuation that was several times stronger than just now suddenly attacked head-on, and that kind of fierce and powerful Nie Feng's skin was in pain.

Obviously, Ouyang Lin didn't put aside that magical footwork, but unexpectedly, he didn't rely on his elusive agility again, but only used it as a boost to enhance his momentum, and chose to attack head-on, which shows how confident he is in this attack.

"It's good to come!"

Nie Feng couldn't help but shout excitedly. Holding his breath and concentrating, it seemed that a puddle of water suddenly turned into a pool within a radius of one zhang, and then dozens of black swimming fish suddenly appeared in the pool, and in the next moment, the swimming fish in all directions seemed to have all received Nie Feng's instructions, and quickly followed the invisible trajectory towards the pale golden sword body and frantically condensed.

"The Artistic Conception of the Wind ......"

The sound of mosquitoes came suddenly, but then abruptly stopped.

There is no need to look back, Nie Feng can imagine the accident of the bearded old man, after all, the power of artistic conception is not a cabbage on the street, you can have it if you want to.

"Boom!"

The light black and light green qi waves instantly intertwined into a chaos, and the surging sword qi fluctuations were like a tsunami caused by the churning waves, and even the entire stone platform was engulfed by the tsunami.

"It's so strong!"

"Is this the mood? It's shocking!"

"The strength of these two people seems to have a chance to win the inner door list!

"They all seem to be disciples of New Rain Peak......

"New Yufeng? New Life? Won't you?"

......

"This little guy is really surprising, yes, really good!"

On the referee platform, Elder Huo Xiu couldn't help but shake his head slightly, looking quite proud.

"My Lin'er is personally **, you can't beat his idea!"

Ouyang Lie's face was nervous, and he had no choice but to warn.

"Bah, bah, don't be sentimental! Your kid can't get into my eyes!"

Huo Xiu's eyes widened, and he tilted his mouth vigorously.

"Humph!"

Ouyang Lie turned his head and ignored it, but his face was a little soothed.

On the field, the two lights and shadows of light black and light green finally separated quickly after a short stalemate.

Ouyang Lin was on the right side of the stone platform, the silver long sword in his hand pointed obliquely at the sky, like a silver dragon, the sword qi Yu Wei gently brushed his long hair, looking extremely heroic, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and his charm was enough to attract the obsession of the female disciples under the arena.

On the other side, Nie Feng knelt slightly on one knee, the flying gold sword in his hand was deeply rooted in the stone platform, and the corners of his mouth gradually overflowed with a wisp of bright red.

In a competition just now, he was defeated and injured!