"In vain!"

Jian Xin shouted, the person was still in mid-air, the Ling Tian Sword on his waist had already been out of his body, between the wind and rain, an extremely powerful sword qi hit Xiao Feng, the sword qi was full of killing intent, domineering and abnormal, the rain curtain formed by the shower was cut in an instant, in the whistling wind, the sword qi went straight to Xiao Feng's throat, and the killing intent was decided, so that the spectators who were outside the venue couldn't help but shudder in their hearts.

"Kenshin, you dare!"

Guo Lan, who was in the pavilion, rose up, and his figure swept into the rain in a flash, but with the cultivation of the sword heart and the swordsmanship, Guo Lan's reaction speed was far less than his shot, and this sword qi still hit Xiao Feng, just when everyone thought that Xiao Feng was in a catastrophe.

Suddenly, a red horse training flashed, Xiao Feng unexpectedly raised the cloak behind him unhurriedly, and resisted this extremely powerful sword qi with that weak cloak, and there was a loud "boom", something that everyone couldn't believe happened, Xiao Feng actually blocked it.

With that cloak, he blocked the strongest sword qi in the cultivation world, including Guo Lan, the eyes of many people gathered on the red cloak, and some people began to believe that this might really be the legendary Heavenly God Cloak, because except for that ancient artifact, there was nothing that could block Jian Xin's angry blow.

Shot in a rage, Jian Xin didn't consider that Xiao Feng still had the possibility of survival, so after a short period of distraction, when he wanted to make a move again, Guo Lan had already landed firmly beside Xiao Feng, and with him, dozens of entourages wearing hats also rushed into the field, and quickly guarded Xiao Feng closely.

Jian Xin's eyes were red, and the killing intent and anger in his eyes were eager to shatter Xiao Feng's corpse into ten thousand pieces, but despite this, he couldn't move a single step, because the dozens of followers exuded an extremely strong aura, and Jian Xin could feel the oppressive force brought to him by the super martial artist.

Thinking of the more than 100 transcendent martial artists around Guo Lan, Jian Xin's face became more and more ugly, Guo Lan's eyes stared at Jian Xin coldly, the heavy rain was majestic, and she was soon soaked throughout, but the demeanor of the goddess was not weakened in the slightest, but it looked more fresh and refined in this heavy rain, and it could not be desecrated.

"Kenshin, willing to gamble and lose!"

Guo Lan said this coldly, Jian Xin's fist slowly clenched, three battles, he has already lost two, the next one is not necessary to do it again, in front of everyone, Guo Lan is trying to force him to abide by the agreement, Jian Xin frowned, more than a thousand disciples of Ling Jian Pavilion rushed in, all of them crowded into the field, there were a few seniors, and they shouted:

"Kill my people, don't share the sky!"

"The blood is deep, I have to take revenge!"

Immediately after, another group of people also rushed into the infield, these people were led by the Xuan Beast Sect, and the leader was none other than the great disciple of Rakshasa, Nan Mingxuan.

Chen Gongliang was angry, as a junior brother, the Rakshasa naturally had to take care of it, and the rest of the Xuan Beast Sect was the highest in Nan Mingxuan's seniority, he raised his arms and shouted, and thousands of people from the Xuan Beast Sect also rushed in, and in an instant, Xiao Feng and Guo Lan were surrounded by a sea of people.

Whether it was a disciple of the Xuan Beast Sect or a disciple of Ling Jian Pavilion, in addition to grief and indignation, there was also an indelible shame on their faces, Chen Liang and Yu Feng's defeat not only made them die without a place to bury, but also lost the face of the sect, these sect disciples who looked down on the Imperial Academy on weekdays couldn't wait to get back even a little bit of dignity from Xiao Feng.

Guo Lan looked coldly at the Xuan Beast Sect and Ling Sword Pavilion that were surging in, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was full of disdain.

"This is a famous and decent family? This is the ten schools and eight factions rumored in the rivers and lakes? It turns out that it is not Erer!"

Guo Lan's disdain and contempt emanating from the corners of his eyes made these sect disciples unable to control themselves, Nan Mingxuan's eyes froze, and he simply raised his arms and shouted:

"Don't talk nonsense, kill them and avenge Senior Brother Chen!"

For a while, many sect disciples surged, surrounded by all kinds of spiritual power, and seeing that a big melee was about to break out, suddenly with a shout, Xiao Feng, who was standing beside Guo Lan, jumped out, jumped out with him, and a simple long sword floating on his head.

"On sword fighting, life and death are up to the sky, this is the truth that you should understand before you go on the field, do you not afford to lose?

Xiao Feng's eyes were bubbling with a cold light, the wind and clouds on his head "rubbed", several cold lights flashed, and the originally ordinary long sword began to light up.

Many people who have seen Xiao Feng's sword are powerful and subconsciously retreated, and for a while, people turned on their backs, and the two major sects that had just been assembled fell in an instant, how embarrassed and embarrassed they were.

"Give me all back!"

Jian Xin burst into a shout, the sound pierced the sky, the disciples of Ling Sword Pavilion trembled, and hurriedly retreated, Nan Mingxuan was still about to agitate again, suddenly Jian Xin's two cold rays looked over, so frightened that he almost fell to the ground, and then withdrew very embarrassed.

The riot that happened just now was like a small episode in the heavy rain, and soon, in addition to the chaotic footprints and muddy water, only Xiao Feng, Guo Lan, and Jian Xin were left in the venue.

Jian Xin's long hair was wet by the rain, and the delicate bun was lying on his head softly, looking so ridiculous, Guo Lan's eyes were always cold, but Xiao Feng was manipulating the wind and clouds floating on his head, and looked at Jian Xin with burning eyes:

"Your Excellency is a senior master, famous and prestigious in the rivers and lakes, although Xiao Feng is unhappy, but as a junior, he should be polite to his predecessors, as long as the seniors promise not to embarrass me anymore, the previous agreement will be nullified!"

Guo Lan's eyes flashed slightly, and he looked at Xiao Feng in a little surprise, and then saw a Yan ~ red on Jian Xin's face, Guo Lan was immediately relieved, this was definitely not Xiao Feng's change of temper, but persecuting Jian Xin in a decisive way.

Jian Xin has been famous for a long time, and he is the pavilion master of Ling Jian Pavilion, his status is transcendent, and now he has folded his only apprentice Yu Feng, and the Xuan Beast Sect has lost Chen Liang again, which can be described as a heavy loss, in a way, Jian Xin is quite sympathetic, although there are tens of thousands of spirits here at the moment, but in the final analysis, they are all people in the rivers and lakes.

If Kenshin had been a little scheming, he would probably have avoided this catastrophe, but as soon as Xiao Feng's words came out, he directly blocked Kenshin.

To Jian Xin, there was basically no other choice.

"I am willing to lose the bet, I will break my sword and clear my will, and I will never step out of the sect half a step in this life. ”

Jian Xin seems to have aged a lot in an instant, Yu Feng is the greatest pride in his life, and his only hope, if Jian Xin, who regards the sword as his life, breaks the sword, it will be even more cruel than killing him, many elders of the sect have stood up, some persuade and some plead with Xiao Feng.

In the face of these seniors, Xiao Feng always smiled, not at all with the ferocity of slashing Yu Feng before, Xiao Feng readily agreed to these people's pleas, and also planned to pull Guo Lan together to persuade Jian Xin and give up the idea of breaking the sword, Guo Lan pursed the corners of her mouth, and did not follow what Xiao Feng said, because she knew very well that Xiao Feng was not at ease at all.

"Enough!"

With a shout, Jian Xin's spiritual power skyrocketed, his Ling Tian Sword slowly floated to the front, Jian Xin's hands closed Ling Tian Sword left and right, and the majestic spiritual power began to slowly exert pressure on this legendary sword through his hands.

Many sect elders hurriedly persuaded him, and some even tried to stop Jian Xin, but Jian Xin, who was full of spiritual power, had already formed a circle of spiritual power around his body, unless his cultivation could completely suppress him, otherwise, even getting close would be a problem.

"Senior, why do you bother, you have to be forgiving and forgiving!"

Xiao Feng's persuasion finally made those who really thought about Jian Xin hear something strange, Jian Xin looked up to the sky and laughed, his face was full of rain, that sad look was heart-wrenching in his eyes, and a middle-aged woman in a moon-white robe couldn't help but shout:

"Xiao Feng'er, you bully people according to your situation, you will get retribution!"

"This senior, what did you say about this, I didn't let Kenshin's senior break the sword, I persuaded him to come, didn't you see it?"

Xiao Feng directly ignored the hatred of the middle-aged woman, but said with an innocent face, as if smiling, Jian Xin roared, and could no longer stand Xiao Feng's ridicule, only to hear a "hum", a good Ling Tian sword, all shattered into iron filings, and fell to the ground.

And the sword heart after the broken sword is more like a sudden age of dozens of years, the look just now is vibrant, the eyes are stunning, and in an instant, it turns into a cloak, and the eyes are dull, many sect elders sigh, and more people secretly gloat, the rivers and lakes are so cruel, one second the wind and water rise, the next second will fall into the clouds.

On the battle of the Sword Terrace, the Xuan Beast Sect and Ling Jiange undoubtedly lost very completely, and while Xiao Feng won, it not only brought him a lot of fame, but also raised the height of the Imperial Academy, which Xiao Feng did not expect, as the heavy rain continued to be majestic, this battle for the Fengyun Record around Xiao Feng finally came to an end.

But Xiao Feng did not relax his vigilance a little while he was happy, on the victory of the Sword Table, he only fought back to the battle of the sect on the surface, Xiao Feng will no longer have to worry about being coerced by the sect alliance, but those who are greedy will never give up, and the Xuan Beast Sect and Ling Jiangge, who have suffered a big loss, will not stop there.

So Xiao Feng's troubles are not really over.

More than ten days have passed since the Battle of the Sword Stage, and Xiao Feng has always stayed in the inner workshop of the Tiangongfang helmed by Guo Lan, and a major event that is about to shock the entire continent is also in full swing.

Except for Xiao Feng, who had a lot of discussions with Guo Lan every day, the others were not idle, Gong Rumei re-moved the charter of the Imperial Academy, everyone was still carrying out daily training, and with Long Min'er and these Yanlong masters as opponents, the martial arts of Huo Meng and others were also growing by leaps and bounds.

Time in a flash~ In the middle of winter, Apocalypse City, which has not snowed for many years, attracted the first snow, wrapped in silver, people began to walk on the street after wrapping warm cotton clothes, building snowmen, having snowball fights, and having fun, and in Apocalypse City, there is a mansion, but there is no laughter, some are just, the tense atmosphere is in full swing.

Here, it is the house of the left prime minister of the Apocalypse City, the Li Mansion.