A match, a three-foot sword!

Bai Linfeng directly drew his saber and slashed at Han Fei's left arm!

The sharp sword glides in a straight line through the void, and the jagged texture is clearly visible.

"Brother, that's great!"

Bai Xue'er's joyful cheer had already sounded.

It seemed that the next moment Han Fei's left arm could be seen being slashed off by her brother's sword.

The blood was about to spurt out, and she suddenly became a little excited, so much so that her body began to tremble involuntarily.

Her sibling brother is destined to be the greatest genius in the world, and everyone who makes his brother angry, deserves to die and deserves the bloodiest sanctions!

From childhood to adulthood, she has followed her brother with this idea and has grown up to this day.

hehe

The corners of Bai Xue'er's mouth rose a little strangely, and her eyes were even more scarlet.

"Brother, cut off the head of this waste!"

Her scarlet eyes stared at her brother's back tightly, and she shouted happily in her heart, "Brother, you are the best, hurry up, hurry up and cut off the head of this waste, dare to make my brother unhappy three times and twice, this waste should be damned!"

At this moment, the lovely appearance of Bai Xue'er, like a rakshasa in human skin, finally showed her true fangs.

Wei Fu and Wei Ning glanced at each other, but they didn't speak, and there was no surprise in their eyes, as if Bai Xue'er's performance was completely expected.

Compared with Bai Linfeng, who swung his sword and slashed at Han Fei, Bai Xue'er's changes obviously attracted the attention of more people on the mixed platform.

After Ke Yitan glanced at Bai Xue'er, he closed his eyes slightly, but his right hand intentionally or unintentionally touched the soft sword wrapped around his waist.

Pang Tong's brows furrowed tightly, and a hint of unhappiness flashed in his eyes.

Meng Changfeng still had a smile as warm as jade, and his narrow Danfeng eyes swept past Bai Xue'er.

Compared with these people in front of him, Yuan Yezi, who was full of mystery, still lowered his head, his expression was hidden in the shadows, and he couldn't see it really.

At this moment, on the mixed platform, everyone's demeanor is different, but it is undeniable that their thoughts are exactly the same.

When the sword falls, the blood will appear!

No one underestimated Bai Linfeng's sword.

A genius at the peak of the fourfold forging body, as soon as he made a move, he used the intermediate combat skills of the yellow rank, and it was also the battle skill of the sword that was known for its fierceness among the many types of combat skills, facing such a sword, even if it was a martial artist who had just entered the fivefold forging body, it was very likely that blood would be spattered on the spot, not to mention a young man whose cultivation had just reached the triple level of forging the body?

Bai Linfeng and Bai Xueer are the same mother.

Between the brothers and sisters who grew up together since childhood, a strange emotion has been established that is unimaginable to outsiders.

The elder brother is the heaven of the younger sister, and the younger sister is the land of the elder brother.

Although the sky and the earth can never touch each other, they can look at each other from afar for eternity and protect each other.

Bai Linfeng's body soared in midair, and the distance between him and Han Fei gradually narrowed.

Suddenly, as if he felt something, he turned his head and looked at his sister Bai Xue'er.

Then, the look of happiness in his eyes suddenly flourished.

Decapitate this shit!

Decapitate the waste

There was only one voice left in his ears.

I can't let my sister down, and I must cut off the head of this waste in front of me with one blow!

The siblings, who have been telepathic since childhood, at this moment, the corners of their mouths twisted into exactly the same arc.

Han Fei still stood in place, unmoved.

However, the curvature of the body tilt is very subtle.

He has already mastered the body technique "Crane Body", and he has absolute confidence that he can dodge the sword slashed by Bai Linfeng.

It's just that

Han Fei's face suddenly hardened.

It doesn't matter if he wants to cut off his arms as soon as he makes a move, he will use his own methods to make the other party suffer a little.

However, before the opponent's move arrived, he suddenly changed his move temporarily, and this time, he wanted to cut off his head directly!

It's tolerable, it's unbearable!

"You want to kill me, I'm afraid you don't have that ability!"

Han Fei let out a cold snort, his body suddenly became straight, his hands were ten fingers, bent into claws, and there was faint black smoke swirling on it.

"After I practiced this "Jiuyang Tearing Sky Claw", I have never used it seriously when fighting against others, now, let's use you to try its power!"

Before the voice fell, the sword slashed out by Bai Linfeng had already flashed in front of Han Fei's eyes, close at hand!

That sharp sword qi seemed to cut off Han Fei's snort in an instant, making his breathing instantly heavier.

"Humph!"

Han Fei shouted.

At the same time, his hands, which were swirled with black smoke, lifted up like lightning, and his ten crooked fingers were like ten shiny nail rakes, glowing with a cold and hard metallic luster, and the reed slashed towards the sword that Bai Linfeng slashed in.

Snort

The shrill grinding sound rang out, and it went on and on.

Han Fei gritted his teeth, and the gums hurt as if they were oozing blood.

Damn!

Tightening his fingers hard, Han Fei told himself that he had to win this battle!

Click!

As if the glass was shattered, the dazzling sword light was shattered into powder, dotted with stars, and disappeared with the wind like flying ash.

"That's what it's called a genius?

Han Fei smiled happily, looked at Bai Linfeng's stunned expression in his eyes, and then waved his hands again mercilessly.

The stunned expression on Bai Linfeng's face flashed for a moment.

He thought he could kill with one blow, so he did have a little hard to believe when he saw the sword he had slashed out shattered by the waste in front of him.

But, in turn, he was relieved, what could a single smash of his sword change?!

This waste in front of you will inevitably die after all!

"I didn't expect you to have two more hits. ”

While Bai Linfeng swung his sword to meet Han Fei, he stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, saying, "That's fine, so that I have the qualifications to kill!"

After speaking, his sword momentum changed sharply, and the sharp sword suddenly became soft.

On those still dazzling sword rays, there was a blue-brown luster, one by one, like a flexible match, sweeping towards Han Fei's limbs and neck.

"This is the true power of the Bai family's inheritance of the Qinggang Sword Technique, overcoming rigidity with softness, even when I face it, I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort. ”

Wei Fu, who was watching the battle, suddenly spoke.

Wei Ning, who was standing beside him, smiled faintly and said, "It really takes a little effort, after all, the grade of this sword skill has reached the intermediate level of the Yellow Order." ”

"How long do you think that kid will last?" asked Wei Fu, curling his lips.

"Two minutes. Wei Ning replied casually.

"You think so highly of him?" said Wolf, smiling, "I thought you would speak for less than a minute. ”

"He seems to be practicing a claw technique, which is suitable for close combat, and has a certain suppressive effect on sword skills, and in this regard, he has a bit of an upper hand. Wei Ning replied unhurriedly.

"I said he was able to hold out for three minutes. Wei Fu said suddenly, "However, three minutes is already the limit, and once the three minutes are over, he will be in a different place." ”

The conversation between the two did not deliberately lower their voices at all.

Therefore, the content of the conversation was clearly heard by several other people on the melee stage.

Pang Tong's gaze was originally on the warring Han Fei and Bai Linfeng, even when he was listening to the conversation between Wei Fu and Wei Ning, his gaze did not move away.

Ke Yitan, who had been slightly closing his eyes and pretending to sleep, opened his eyes at this time, and after yawning lazily, he also swept his gaze to Han Fei and the two who were fighting.

Meng Changfeng smiled but did not speak.

Yuan Yezi, who was wearing a black dress and wrapped his whole body, still lowered his head, and seemed to not care at all about who won and who lost Han Fei and Bai Linfeng.

No one saw that the corners of her lips, hidden in the shadows, rose in a mocking arc.

As for who she was taunting, it is unknown.

Compared to the few people on the melee table, the audience around the melee table was obviously much more aggressive.

What they want is a hearty battle, no matter who wins or loses, and even, no matter who lives or dies, it has nothing to do with them, as long as the process of the battle is exciting enough.

A wave of stronger shouts rose and fell in the crowd of onlookers.

The focus of everyone's attention is on Han Fei and Bai Linfeng.

That's when it happened.

A soft sigh rang out, still audible in the noisy shouts around it.

The source of the sound came from the wilderness, who was still hanging his head.

"The one with the sword didn't last more than three minutes. ”

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