After listening to Lin Feng's words, Fang Jun sneered: "In this way, your swordsmanship must be very skillful, right?" ”

Lin Feng said indifferently: "Gao Ming doesn't dare to say it, but it is definitely much stronger than your two hits." ”

Fang Jun snorted coldly: "Please advise!" ”

Lin Feng looked around, wanting to find something to take advantage of, he couldn't compare sword moves with his bare hands.

"Use this!" In the stands, Han Xi shook the snake bone whip in his hand.

Lin Feng shook his head: "The snake bone whip is too long and not suitable for being a sword, so I'd better find something else." ”

Han Xixiu frowned slightly.

The audience had just been burned by the fire of Ah Kun, and it was pitch black everywhere, what could be the right thing?

Besides, what Fang Jun has in his hand is a sword that sharpens iron like clay, can you just find something that can withstand it?

The scene was silent, and everyone was staring at Lin Feng's every move.

I saw him look left and right, touch here, pat there, and don't know what he was looking for.

Time passed minute by minute, and Fang Jun became impatient: "You are not finished, whether you fight or not, if you don't dare to fight, then admit defeat as soon as possible, and you can end up decently." ”

Lin Feng was silent, walked a few more steps, and suddenly stepped on a hard object.

Brushing aside the dust on the surface and leaning over to pick it up, Lin Feng's eyes suddenly lit up: "Great, this is it!" ”

The crowd looked intently.

I saw Lin Feng holding a one-meter-long, straight and slender, jet-black stick in his hand.

"Hahahaha-"

A burst of laughter erupted in the stands, led by Ge Qing and Chu Xun.

"Oh, hey, he's laughing at his father, do you think he can find any baby bumps, dare to love is a burning stick?"

"Sure enough, he is a master, and his taste is different from that of us mortals!"

"Yes, yes, yes, how else can I say that people are really capable of cultivation!"

"Poof, have you ever seen a cultivator with a burning stick?"

The two laughed and scolded angrily, causing everyone else to ridicule again and again, and even angry with the Han family next door.

Han Xi's face was a little unbearable, and he shouted to the audience: "Lin Feng, what kind of plane are you doing, how can the wooden stick be able to defeat Fang Jun's sword, not to mention that it was burned by everyone, and it will be broken as soon as it is broken!" ”

Lin Feng waved the black wooden stick and said with a smile: "Don't look down on this burning stick, there was once a cultivator who used a burning stick to beat the invincible opponents of the Three Realms and killed the gods and Buddhas all over the ground." ”

Han Xi was annoyed and angry: "Hey, can you be serious, now is not the time to joke!" ”

"Besides, people are holding swords, but you take a burning stick, this is too frustrating, change to a different one!"

Lin Feng said: "You don't care about this, the mountain people have their own tricks!" ”

Han Xi stomped on the ground hatefully: "This dead guy will never make people worry!" ”

Su Qingying was worried: "Can he be an opponent with a burning stick?" ”

Han Xi said coldly: "He's stupid, you're stupid too?" Does this need to be asked? It's definitely not an opponent! ”

Su Qingying's delicate body trembled: "That...... What to do? ”

"What should I do?" Han Xi's beautiful eyes glared, "Cold salad!" This stinky thing, let him die, it's best to let Fang Jun slash him to death with a sword! ”

Han Xi spread his five fingers, "Keep him, I have to live ten years less!" ”

Su Qingying was stunned: "Isn't this five?" ”

Han Xi's eyes widened: "Shut up!" ”

At this moment, everyone's mentality is roughly divided into three categories.

One is led by the three families of Ge Chufeng, and they firmly believe that in this battle, Lin Feng will definitely lose.

Isn't it a joke to use a burning stick against a sword?

The second type is dominated by Han Xi and Su Qingying, although they don't say it, but deep down they desperately want Lin Feng to win.

The third category is the silent majority.

Judging from Lin Feng's various performances before, this person is indeed very powerful.

Fang Jun, as Tang Dehai's chief disciple, was definitely not bad.

In terms of hard power, Lin Feng has a slight upper hand.

When it comes to weapons, Fang Jun is one step ahead.

In the end, whoever can have the last laugh still has to try it with real knives and guns!

Whew!

Lin Feng waved the burning stick in the air, then crossed in front of him and said, "Make a move, this time I will teach you well, what is the real swordsmanship!" ”

Fang Jun sneered: "What a big breath, I just don't know if you dare to say wild words when I pierce your chest!" ”

With that, he tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword, flipped his wrist, and danced a sword flower.

The eight-sided sword shone brightly, shining with a dazzling light under the sunlight, and everyone stretched out their hands to cover it.

"Okay, don't show off, it's not a live broadcast, no one will brush rockets for you!" Lin Feng laughed.

Fang Jun's eyes lit up, and his feet touched the ground.

Scold!

The body is like an arrow off the string, shooting out.

The sword is in front, and the man is behind.

One person and one sword stabbed at Lin Feng in a straight line.

It's fast, getting closer.

Just when the two sides were less than a meter apart, Lin Feng suddenly raised his hand.

The burning stick instantly slammed into the eight-sided sword.

Syllable!

The sound of a heavy object being struck rang out.

Wow -

Fang Jun took dozens of steps back, and only then could he stabilize his figure.

The body of the sword trembled, and the hand holding the sword trembled even more.

He was secretly surprised.

The strength of such a tyrant, fortunately he didn't take it lightly, otherwise, under one blow, he would definitely be shocked away.

If that's the case, then the fun will be great.

Looking up at Lin Feng, he was still standing in place, calm and calm, unaffected in the slightest.

Fang Jun was even more shocked in his heart.

With that sword just now, he used at least eighty percent of his strength, but he couldn't help Lin Feng?

He didn't even move?

"Sure enough, he's a master!" Fang Jun snorted coldly.

Lin Feng smiled and said, "It's just a little trick." ”

Fang Jun said: "Hmph, just now I just wanted to test your strength, but I didn't use my real skills!" ”

Lin Feng said: "Hey, you don't need to explain it, and I didn't say anything else." ”

Fang Jun restrained his breath, holding the sword with both hands, and the blade of the sword was horizontal, reflecting his face.

Hello!

Fang Jun took a leap forward, and the sword stabbed out in the air.

"Mustang jumping stream!"

Stepping on the air, one person and one sword pressed down like a splash of wind.

Lin Feng didn't even make a move, just retreated slightly to avoid this attack.

Fang Jun didn't give up, his arms were spread, and the sharp sword drew half a circle in the air, and he bullied himself again.

"Resident Bird Throwing into the Forest!"

Whew!

The blades of the sword flew and the light burst into flames.

However, the attack still missed.

Fang Jun was furious: "Keep hiding and hiding, do you want to fight or not?" ”

Lin Feng shrugged: "What's the hurry, I just want to see how powerful you can exert when you exert your full strength, tsk, a little disappointed, it's not good!" ”

Fang Jun said coldly: "Since it's not good, then why don't you dare to accept it?" ”

Lin Feng smiled: "Okay, since you have to find death, then I will fulfill you." Make a move, I'll do it! ”

Fang Jun took a deep breath, his expression changed suddenly, and his eyes were full of cold murderous intent.

The sword in his hand clangs, thirsty for the blood of the enemy!