Young Lang is an eight-rank martial artist, and his sword intent slashes the edge realm, although he can't exert sword energy, but with the swordsmanship of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, he can also exert a good power.

I saw that his right hand was holding the hilt of the sword, and he stabbed forward, and a little cold light broke through the wind, which was quite like a dragon.

"Uncle, be careful!" The blue condensation cream and the black charcoal head reminded at the same time.

Bai Qiu on the side watched with interest, only hoping that this little junior brother could teach him a hard lesson, the hateful guy who took away the senior sister!

The young man took three steps and made two steps, and in a moment, the tip of the sword was less than a zhang away from Qin Feng.

But the latter stood still and did nothing.

Just when the young man thought that he had the chance to win and could perform well in front of all the senior brothers and sisters, a white light suddenly lit up in front of him!

That was Qin Feng's literary technique to attract righteousness and display - Haotian Mirror!

The tip of the sword touched the Haotian Mirror, and a white halo rippled from the mirror.

Then I only heard the sound of jade colliding, and the young man was directly shocked back by the reaction force, and even the sword in his hand almost fell off!

The sudden scene stunned everyone present, and they looked at Qin Feng in disbelief.

How could this weak scholar have such a means?

"Sure enough, when the literary qi is tempered into righteousness, the literary skills displayed are more powerful.

Before, even though Haotian Mirror could easily defend against the opponent's sword moves, it was impossible to shake them back. Qin Feng looked at the young man who was stumbling back, thoughtful.

"I don't know if my Haotian Mirror can resist the attacks of a few martial artists at most, this young man is still a little weaker, and if he wants to use it for testing, he is completely unqualified.

You have to find a way to find a seven-rank martial artist to try your hand. ”

Thinking of this, Qin Feng looked at the young man and said, "What, do you admit defeat?" ”

"Never throw in the towel!" The young man clenched his trembling hand and gritted his teeth.

Seeing this, Qin Feng sighed: "Then you can come." ”

When the words fell, he maintained the Haotian Mirror with his right hand, and his left hand behind him, looking like a master.

He even had the urge to shout "Holding the bright moon and picking the stars, there is no one like me in the world", and appeared in front of people.

But this thought was still dispelled by him, this was too pretending, and if he said such a thing in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, where there were many masters, he was afraid that he would really be beaten to death......

The young man came with his sword again, this time he learned wisely, and instead of using the movement of the sword, he swung his sword and slashed horizontally, intending to tear open the white light barrier.

However, the idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

The crisp voice sounded again, and he was shocked away again, and the sword was out of his hand, and the whole person sat on the ground.

The young man's eyes were a little dazed, his hands were tightly tugging on his trouser legs, and he was biting his lip, obviously restraining something.

He reached out to grab the sword that had fallen to the ground not far away, trying to maintain the last of his stubbornness.

But at this time, Qin Feng was untimely and concerned: "Hey, are you okay?" ”

The simple words completely shattered the young man's psychological defense, he couldn't control it anymore, howled and cried, then stood up, squeezed through the crowd, and ran down the mountain.

Qin Feng's face froze, and he cried? The psychological endurance is too poor, isn't it, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect only cultivates the strength of its disciples, and doesn't pay attention to psychological construction?

This young man should learn from him, in his own schoolbag in his previous life, when the head teacher turned out the two-dimensional publication in front of the whole class, even if he picked his feet in embarrassment, his face still did not change, and he firmly said that it was the same table!

Oh, that tablemate was sick and didn't come to school......

It wasn't until the young man ran away in tears that the male disciples reacted and scolded one after another.

"How can it be!"

"To bully the small, but to do this ruthlessly!" jj.br>

Qin Feng frowned slightly, and immediately retorted: "You can eat indiscriminately, you can't talk nonsense, which of your eyes saw me make a move?"

From beginning to end, I stood here and let him attack! ”

The voices of the male disciples froze instantly, because there was nothing wrong with what they said, but the more this happened, the more aggrieved they became.

The six-rank male disciple who originally proposed to fight with the sword said: "Little junior brother, he is not proficient in his skills, he can't cut through your defenses, and he can't complain about others, since this is the case, it will be ...... by me, the senior brother."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Feng hurriedly interrupted: "I know that you are not convinced, although I didn't do it, but it is indeed invincible to bully the small with the big."

Well, I'll pick one more person and fight with him. ”

The sixth-rank male disciple was about to speak, but a golden light flashed in Qin Feng's eyes, and he instantly locked onto a man who was above him in age, but his cultivation was only seventh-grade: "It's decided that it's you." ”

"Huh?" The male disciple who was pointed at didn't react, he was still criticizing this person with others just now, why was he targeted in a blink of an eye, was it because the voice was too loud?

The most important thing is that he really didn't have the confidence to break through the strange white light barrier, so he was very worried......

Qin Feng glanced at the sixth-grade male disciple, who looked aggrieved, as if he had eaten a fly.

"I know you're in a hurry, but don't worry, wait for me to practice with this seventh-grade disciple first.

It depends on the situation, do you want to give you a chance to make a move......" Qin Feng thought to himself.

The disciple of Qipin was a little hesitant and stopped talking.

Qin Feng repeated his old trick: "If you are afraid, you can admit defeat, and then apologize for the untrue remarks that slandered me before."

A sword duel with you is not a big bully, right? ”

"Joke, I'm just afraid that I'll hurt you if I shoot too hard!

Since you can't find it yourself, you can't blame me. The thin-faced male disciple felt weak in his heart, but his mouth was very hard.

He pulled out his sword and said loudly: "Senior brothers, get out of the way, the sword qi has no eyes!" Wait for me to make a move, defeat this weak scholar, and let him get out of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect! ”

"Okay, I, a member of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, deserve this courage!"

"That's right, a weak scholar who has no power to restrain a chicken, even dares to do it in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead!"

"Senior brother (senior brother), I am optimistic about you!"

When the thin male disciple heard these words, he was greatly encouraged.

He didn't have much talent, and in this genius sect, he thought that his membership would be nameless for a lifetime, and then at some point in the future, he would die on the way to defeat demons and ghosts.

Who would have thought that there would be such a day when he would receive the attention of so many fellow disciples and brothers!

"Leave it to me, boy, look at the sword!" Hearing a loud shout, the long sword in the man's hand was raised, and a sword qi was swung out.

It's imposing!

However, just listening to the sound of the bell, the moment the sword qi touched the Haotian Mirror, it could no longer advance a single inch until it collapsed.

The pupils of the seventh-rank disciple suddenly increased, and he had already used seven or eight points of strength for the blow just now, but it had no effect at all!

On the other hand, Qin Feng was secretly happy in his heart.

"Now the Haotian Mirror I have cast, resisting the attack of the Seven Rank Martial Arts, can be said to be effortless.

Do you want to try it again with a six-grade person?

...... No, it's also possible that this guy hasn't done his best yet, that's why it's like this.

Let him make a few more shots and see how it goes. ”

Thinking of this, Qin Feng put on a posture like Ye Man and said, "This senior brother, haven't you eaten enough?" I don't have to keep my hands, I can hold on. ”

Everyone: "......"

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