Long Yuxuan suffered a secret loss this round, although Han Yubing's internal injuries were aggravated, but the punch just now did make Long Yuxuan's internal strength frustrated, but he was unwilling to do so, and rushed forward again, which entangled Han Yubing with his fist.

Han Yubing's internal injuries worsened, and he was still reluctant to fight Long Yuxuan, Situ Shenjian was anxious, and signaled Situ Si General to act.

Before the four of them could go downstairs, they saw a person in the middle of the field, separating Han and Long, and it turned out to be Shaolin Huaisheng again.

"Master......" Long Yuxuan saw that victory was in sight, but was interrupted by the old monk, and couldn't help but be anxious, just about to speak, but was stopped by Huaisheng again, "Master Long don't be impatient," and turned to Han Yubing again, "Master Han Shi, please!"

Han Yubing returned the knife to the sheath, glanced back at Zhou Lingfeng, who was healing his wounds, and turned to leave.

"Slow!" Long Yuxuan stopped again, Han Yubing's body slammed suddenly, and in an instant, a murderous aura that made everything dead and silent spread throughout the audience.

"Master Long," Huaisheng hurriedly said when he saw this, "The poor monk is the host of this Xia Shao League, so he naturally has the right to cancel the donor's qualification!"

"You ......" Long Yuxuan glared at Han Yubing who was away with hatred, and had to give up. Being disqualified from the Young Warriors League on the spot was an extremely insulting punishment, and he couldn't believe that he would incur such a punishment with the face of the son of the "Dragon Sword".

Huaisheng saw that Han Yubing had gone away, and said to Long Yu, who was stepping down angrily: "Master Long, you are still young, I don't know how powerful this 'angry knife' is. Didn't the old benefactor of Ling Zun Long mention to you the heavy injury of Han Liang, the master of the Angry Sword, when he was seriously injured?"

Long Yuxuan was startled, turned around and hesitated: "What does the master mean ......"

"The wrath of destroying the heavens, the wind and clouds are overshadowed. Huaisheng said, "This is the evaluation given by people in the martial arts to the angry knife, the fighting intent of the angry knife becomes stronger with the anger, and the power is incomparable." The pinnacle of a second-rate master of the Angry Knife Sect, even if he is a top master in the rivers and lakes, he has no confidence that he will take it calmly, which is why no one in the rivers and lakes dares to provoke the thin angry knife vein. Even if they are seriously injured, if they are angry, they can still burst out with fierce sword qi. ”

Long Yuxuan was ashamed when he heard this, "Master Xie's teachings are abrupt for the younger generation." ”

"Amitabha, good, good. Huaisheng returned the salute with his palms together and sent Long Yuxuan off the stage.

"In the lower 'Huifeng Hall' Huasheng, lead the Kongtong faction Wu Shaoxia to make a high move!" Another person jumped onto the stage, and there was no blade in his hand.

At this time, Wu Haiyun was healing Liu Kaiyungong, who was injured by Han Yubing, and he couldn't walk away at all, Wang Quanheng on the side jumped on the stage when he saw this and said, "Wu Shaoxia is healing Elder Liu's injuries, or Wang will be the master of Hua Shaotang for a while!"

Hua Sheng saw that Wu Haiyun was busy at this time, so he said apologetically: "It's Hua who is in a hurry, Hua has admired Brother Wu's name for a long time, and he has long wanted to compete." I have admired Brother Wang's skills for a long time, and it will definitely be worth the trip to be able to compete today. ”

"Okay, please!" Wang Quanheng didn't let much, so he pulled out his sword, "Please Brother Hua show his blade." ”

"My Huifeng Hall has always been good at hidden weapons, but hidden weapons have no eyes and are easy to hurt people, so I specially prepared a few wild flowers today, and I will replace them. ”

"Brother Hua has a heart, please!" Wang Quanheng bowed slightly, first returned the sword to the sheath, and then raised the sword to attack, but Hua Sheng did not move at first, and then flashed out when Wang Quanheng approached, and at the same time bent his fingers and popped out a small flower the size of a fingernail, and went straight to the opposite door.

Wang Quanheng turned his head and flashed, swinging his sword and stabbing at Hua Sheng, but there were already two small flowers that came directly from his chest and abdomen.

I saw him lean back, kick out with his right foot, and support his sword with his left foot, and the upper and lower "hidden weapons" brushed against his chest and shirt.

But Hua Sheng was almost kicked by Wang Quanheng, shouted "good" in his mouth, twisted his body, and with a wave of his hand, five yellow flowers shot at Wang Quanheng. Wang Quanheng got up, swung his sword, picked the middle two, and the other three flew to the left and right.

Hua Sheng flashed back, but there was no way back, he had reached the edge of the ring, so he hurriedly shot the flower in his hand at the other party, but before he could shoot, Wang Quanheng's sheathed sword was already against his jaw.

Wang Quanheng saw that the victory was decided, so he withdrew his sword.

"Brother Wang is clever. "Hua Sheng hugged his fists.

Without waiting for Wang Quanheng to speak, Huaisheng clasped his hands and said: "In this game, the flower donor of Huifeng Hall wins." ”

"Huh?" Wang Quanheng, who thought he had won, was surprised, and couldn't help but turn to look at Huaisheng, so that everyone in the audience saw his back: a yellow flower was nailed to the bun, the other two were nailed to the back of the neck and the back of the heart, and three small golden flowers were arranged in a diagonal line behind him.

The audience was in an uproar: Huifeng Jiu changed hands, and it really lived up to its name!

Wang Quanheng listened to the discussion behind him, and immediately understood a little, and at the same time felt the strangeness behind him, so he reached out to pick the flower behind his head, and shook again, and the other two also fell, Wang Quanheng suddenly realized: Hua Sheng was in danger just now, not ignorant, but to use his example as bait to make himself negligent and unguarded, so as to show Huifeng Jiu to change hands. That's why he didn't use it in the first place.

"Brother Hua's magic skills, Wang admires!" Wang Quanheng admitted defeat and stepped down as a salute.

"Good kung fu, Zhou Mou learns!"

As soon as Hua Sheng turned around, Zhou Lingfeng, who was still healing his injuries just now, stood up at this time.

"Brother Zhou has recovered from his serious injuries, and he ...... in the opinion of the younger brother"

"It's okay, Zhou is fine, Brother Hua can rest assured!"

"Okay, the little brother has also heard for a long time that Brother Zhou's exquisite stone bullets are not missing, and today I should ask for advice!" Hua Sheng shook his hand, and more than a dozen small flowers of various colors appeared in his hand.

Zhou Lingfeng took off the wine gourd with his left hand, raised his head and poured a big sip, "Please!"

"Offended!" With a wave of his hand, the three white flowers spun and floated towards Zhou Lingfeng without hurry.

Zhou Lingfeng seemed to be familiar with these flowers, and popped a stone from his fingers, heading straight to the flowers. At the same time, the three flowers suddenly changed direction and accelerated to take Zhou Lingfeng directly.

Zhou Lingfeng smiled slightly, kicked up with his left foot, brought a gust of wind, and swept the three flowers down, and Hua Sheng also lowered his head, let go of the Linglong Stone, and sent his hands together, attacking Zhou Lingfeng: Seventeen small flowers, yellow and white, or rotating Xu Fei, or galloping in an arc, like dancing stars running towards Zhou Lingfeng.

"Okay!" Zhou Lingfeng shouted, threw two more stones upward, and then flicked his fingers, and one stone rushed out, hitting the left and right stones one after another, and at this time, the stone that Zhou Lingfeng had hit Hua Sheng before hit the wooden stake behind Hua Sheng and bounced back. Hua Sheng heard the sound of the wind behind his ears, tilted his head, stretched out his hand, and the exquisite stone looked at Zhou Lingfeng.

And Zhou Lingfeng had just finished sending three stones at this time, and the three stones collided in the air, and then they shot down Hua Sheng's small flowers in different directions. When he saw a stone flying, he put his right foot a little, and the oil changed direction and bounced upwards to hit the other delicate stones.

When Hua Sheng looked at it again, the seventeen small flowers had already been shot down by the four exquisite stones, and the four stones were also copied back into Zhou Lingfeng's hands.

"Brother Zhou is a good method, the younger brother has only returned to Fengjiu so far, please correct Brother Zhou!" With a shake of his hand, a few small flowers flew out, but Hua Sheng did not stop, seven times in a row, more than thirty flowers, and flew towards Zhou Lingfeng in a hurry and slowly, but they just circled around him.

Seeing this, Zhou Lingfeng laughed, and did not rush to send stones, because the trajectories of these flowers were different, and he could not shoot them down one by one. Suddenly, these flowers, whether they were the first or the last, actually hit Zhou Lingfeng together.

Zhou Lingfeng's figure flashed, and it actually flashed out of the dense flowers, and those flowers were also like tails, following closely behind. Unexpectedly, Zhou Lingfeng turned his head suddenly, faced the oncoming flowers, and squirted a sip of wine with "poof", which was made by Zhou Lingfeng with strength, and actually smashed a dry yellow and white flower and fell.

Without waiting for Hua Sheng to make another move, Zhou Lingfeng had already knocked out the four stones in his hand, this hand did not contain any special skills, but just hit Hua Sheng directly. Seeing this, Hua Sheng didn't care much, and with a shake of his hand, two flying knives appeared in his hand, but they did not shoot out as a hidden weapon, but used them as blades to knock the four stones back.

Zhou Lingfeng kicked his right foot quickly, kicked the stone back, and then used his body to spin around Hua Sheng, but Hua Sheng was always able to counterattack the stone to Zhou Lingfeng, and Zhou Lingfeng also kicked the stone back. The two seem to be playing children's games on the field.

Zhou Lingfeng's body turned faster and faster, and finally only a pale cyan shadow remained, and everyone could see through the shadow that Hua Sheng waved the double blades in his hand extremely quickly in the center, accompanied by a dense clanging sound.

Suddenly, Hua Sheng yelled "in", and before everyone could see how Hua Sheng changed his moves, they saw Zhou Lingfeng fall out of the air, and then turned in the air and landed on the stage. Everyone could see for sure: he landed with two feet on a throwing knife. In other words, he, Zhou Lingfeng, took the flying knife of Huifeng Hall with his foot!

"Brother Zhou's good means, junior brother admires it!" Hua Sheng raised his hands and threw the four exquisite stones in his hand back to Zhou Lingfeng. Only then did everyone come back to their senses to see Hua Sheng, and there were twenty small flowers nailed to him. It was exactly what he used when he attacked Zhou Lingfeng the first two times, and there were not many of them. This is when Zhou Lingfeng circled around him, he rolled up the flowers on the ground with the wind raised by his feet, and then kicked at Hua Sheng, and Hua Sheng was tired of dealing with Linglong Stone at this time, and he was naturally unable to parry these flowers.

The name of "Tengbei Flying Phoenix" is not a waste!