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Wen Feng saw that Luo Mufeng was in danger, so at the moment when Ouyang Shaoyi took out his sword, he cast a phantom dragon and quickly came to Luo Mufeng.

The reverse dragon's crazy claws came out, grabbing the Wutian long sword in the midst of the flying ten thousand swords.

Then with a stroke of the dragon's finger, he grabbed the blade of the Wutian Sword.

The whole process is smooth and coherent, and it is done in one go.

Wen Feng's dragon finger is extremely strong, and he originally planned to smash Ouyang Shaoyi's Wutian long sword with one finger.

But as soon as his internal force came out, he collided with Ouyang Shaoyi's internal force in the Wutian Sword, and he looked forward to it.

Ouyang Shaoyi's internal strength is so strong, I don't know how many levels higher than Wen Feng!

Wen Feng's finger, not only failed to smash the Wutian Sword, but was swept away by Ouyang Shaoyi's powerful internal force.

When he ascended, Wen Feng's fingers were shaken apart, and the internal force between his chest and abdomen was suffocated, and he had already suffered internal injuries.

At this time, Ouyang Shaoyi was shocked and angry, only to feel deeply humiliated.

He was a dignified sword disciple of the Heavenly Martial Academy, and he was arrogant, and he was suddenly blocked by a kid.

And the other party seems to want to destroy the sword in his hand.

Looking at the person in front of him again, he was only the fourth level of King Kong!

Ouyang Shaoyi was obviously enraged.

He Ling Ran looked at Wen Feng and said wildly: "A King Kong-level garbage dares to stop me Ouyang Shaoyi!"

"Unforgivable!"

Luo Mufeng saw Wen Feng suddenly appear and helped him block a sword.

He knew that Ouyang Shaoyi was terrible, and Wen Feng couldn't be his opponent, so he couldn't help but hurriedly say, "Wen Feng, go quickly!"

Wen Feng's eyes were resolute, and he said sonorously: "For the sake of the academy, you will not kneel even if you die." ”

"Can't I fight for the sake of my friends?"

"Ouyang Shaoyi, less nonsense, crazy dragon twisting!"

Wen Feng knew that Ouyang Shaoyi was powerful, and he must not let him strike first, otherwise neither he nor Luo Mufeng would be able to stop him.

So Wen Feng didn't give the other party a chance to use his sword, and made the first move, and suddenly showed the strongest martial art in the anti-scale battle armor.

If you can't use the dragon finger, then use the dragon twist!

The mad dragon strangulation power is extremely strong, and even the battle armor can be crushed, no matter what, Ouyang Shaoyi's Wutian long sword must be smashed first!

Wenfeng's Wild Dragon Twist suddenly cast!

However, although the battle armor martial arts are powerful, after all, they need the internal strength of the warrior himself to support it, and if the difference with the opponent is too great, it will not work after all.

Wen Feng twisted the dragon and found that he could not cause any damage to Ouyang Shaoyi's sword at all, on the contrary, he would be injured by it.

So Wen Feng hurriedly changed his moves.

"The wind blows against the dragon!"

"Sweep against the dragon!"

Wen Feng unleashed all of his attacks in a row.

But although the strong wind blew out strongly, it failed to shake Ouyang Shaoyi's clothes in the slightest, and only stirred his hair and the corners of his clothes.

Wen Feng swept out of the dragon and kicked out.

But he saw Ouyang Shaoyi sneer, and then commanded out, facing Wen Feng's leg attack, and suddenly.

'Bang'.

You must know that Ouyang Shaoyi attacked with one finger, and even the Xuanbing Iron Sword in Luo Mufeng's hand was forcibly shattered.

At this time, Wen Feng only felt that his right leg was like a heavy hammer.

The leggings and scales of the anti-scale armor were shattered alive!

Wen Feng was in pain, he couldn't help but shake his body, his legs bent, he could no longer stand, and knelt on one knee.

"Sword Wind Dance!"

Ouyang Shaoyi drank coldly, as if he had issued a death sentence.

The snow danced down the sky, and countless swords stabbed at it.

"Fight!"

"Rush against the dragon!"

Wen Feng was unwilling to be restrained and desperately resorted to the last resort.

But the difference in strength is too great!

Boom!

I heard a loud bang, and the scales of the armor flew one after another.

Wen Feng was dressed in a golden anti-scale battle armor, all shattered!

Between the morning light and the blood light, the sky was splashed with blood.

Ouyang Shaoyi smiled coldly and said, "This battle armor is really good. ”

"It's a pity that you used it to block my sword. ”

"Huh?"

Ouyang Shaoyi was stunned.

He thought that his sword had seriously injured Wen Feng, and together with Luo Mufeng behind him, a sword pierced both of them.

But at this time, he was shocked to find that his Martial Heaven Long Sword was actually in the hands of one person.

Blood flowed down from the man's five fingers, but he used his palm to grab the Wutian Sword alive and prevent it from cutting it down!

This person is none other than Wen Feng!

Even though Wen Feng's whole body was shattered, he still used his last strength to block Ouyang Shaoyi's long sword with the only remaining gauntlet.

Even though Wen Feng's right leg was injured, he knelt on one knee.

But he was still in front of Luo Mufeng, holding the Wutian Sword in his hand, and blood flowed down his fingers.

Finally, it drips on the sword sealing platform.

"Wen Feng, get out of the way!"

"You're going to die!"

Luo Mufeng's heart was shocked, his eyes were red, and he roared.

Wen Feng's eyes were cold, he looked at Ouyang Shaoyi coldly, and said word by word: "If I have time, within a year, I will definitely be able to defeat you!"

At this moment, Ouyang Shaoyi couldn't help but secretly sigh.

What kind of strong will is this, which can make the young man in front of him endure such a sharp pain, and stand here desperately, resisting his own sword?

The determined gaze of his eyes made him feel a trace of fear inexplicably.

Ouyang Shaoyi couldn't tolerate a figure who was only a fourth-level King Kong, an ant-like figure, who could always stand in front of him, resist his dignity, and never be defeated.

Ouyang Shaoyi was furious, and he had reached the extreme.

"If you want revenge, will I give you a chance!"

"Die!"

Ouyang Shaoyi's internal force was infused and he pulled out the Wutian long sword.

Immediately after the snow danced, ten thousand swords stabbed out!

Wen Feng knew that he couldn't resist anymore, so he couldn't help but be angry with Changhong, and shouted: "Ouyang Shaoyi, you are a bad seed!"

But at this moment, Wen Feng had no strength.

Am I going to die?

But at the critical moment, a person suddenly stood up and stood in front of Wen Feng.

Ouyang Shaoyi's ten thousand sword blades were all pierced into this person's body!

Sealing the sword platform, blood splashed.

Wen Feng saw this person and opened his arms to block in front of him.

Countless sword blades passed through his body, and countless blood splattered on Wen Feng's body and face......

The last blade pierced his chest and stabbed out from behind.

The tip of the sword, covered with blood.

The person who blocked Wen Feng was Luo Mufeng.

"Luo Mufeng!"

Wen Feng's heart was violently stirred.

Everyone on and off the stage was shocked and stunned.

The whole picture, as if at this moment, is still.

The scene of Fengjiantai was surprisingly quiet......

And at this moment, suddenly a wisp of piano sound came from a distance.

The sound of the piano was full of joy and mockery.

Everyone saw that Luo Mufeng was seriously injured by Wu Tianjian, and blood was spilled on the sword platform, but at this moment, they heard such a contemptuous and contemptuous sound of the qin, and they were all indignant in their hearts.

What kind of person is so hateful!

At such a moment, such a piece of music is played!

The sound of the piano is getting closer and closer.

In the blink of an eye, I saw a silver-white boat speeding towards me.

It actually galloped directly above the heads of the disciples of the Xuanbing Academy!

A man sat lazily on the boat, a contemptuous sneer drawn at the corner of his mean mouth.

Triumphantly, stroking the piano.