Following.

Han Feng slept comfortably, got up and washed, then cooked a bowl of porridge and ate it with pickles and tofu for breakfast.

picked up the Cold Moon Treasure Knife and practiced the knife technique for a while.

[Fengyun Ratio] has reached the quarterfinals of the Lingzhi Battle, and his remaining opponents are all experienced heroes in the Hanging Sword Division, and it is inevitable that there will be a vicious battle today.

After adjusting his physical condition to the peak, Han Feng went down the mountain with a knife.

Stepping into the Hanging Sword Division, Han Feng clearly felt that this time's [Fengyun Dou] move was much more formal now.

For example, there are more small decorative flags on both sides of the street.

Probably to welcome the representatives of the big faction who came to participate, in addition to the Compassion Zen Forest, the Daomen Jade Emperor Sect also sent elders to arrive.

In addition, the Confucian Righteous Qi Temple, the Qingtian Sword Sect, the Zhongling Sect, the Diyan Valley and other major factions of the rivers and lakes are also represented.

The time of [Fengyun Dou] lasted too long, and these big factions did not arrive early like those ordinary sects, but when it came to the quarterfinals, due to various factors, they had to come.

However, with so many martial arts sects coming this time, Gu Du still dared to make trouble...... The guts are really not small.

On the high platform on the north side, many sects sit separately.

Around the white jade square, there are thousands of guards.

Han Feng came to the periphery of the square and found that Guo Qinhan and the others had already arrived, so he walked over with a smile.

"yes~ Everyone is here so early, huh?"

Meng Yuqi smiled and narrowed her eyes:

"Wow, Brother Han Feng, you're not late today!"

Han Feng's expression was a little embarrassed for a while...... When did you get the impression that you were often late......

And Gu Yunzhou directly rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "Our team has all been eliminated, and you are the only one left...... Everyone came early to cheer you on, and you were the only one who didn't panic. ”

Mo Shanbei looked tired and sleepy, and Zhang Lie held his shoulders with his hands, and reluctantly opened his eyes: "Yes, Lao Guo was also beaten to the ground, you are already our last platoon." ”

Mo Shanbei met Lian Shanxu, one of the best guards of the younger generation of the Hanging Sword Division, and his "Spring Thunder Sting" martial arts were broken tightly by the opponent's fast sword.

Lao Guo smiled helplessly and said: "I met Bai Zhijian, and it is strange to win the battle." ”

Lao Bai, this guy was not nearby, he was talking to a group of people in the distance, Han Feng walked over and grabbed him by the collar and pulled him over.

Staring at him, he asked:

"Lao Bai, you said it yourself, are you gambling with others at the opening market?"

This guy smiled flatteringly, grabbed Han Feng's shoulders and leaned over, and said in a low voice: "Eh~ I call it business investment, big guy, you really have to work hard, I invested a lot of money in you." ”

Han Feng smashed the hilt of the Cold Moon Treasure Knife on his head with his backhand.

This gambler is really hopeless......

Seeing Lao Bai covering his head, Luo Yingrou stood next to Jian Qingci and snickered, everyone's atmosphere was always so happy.

Han Feng caught a glimpse of Bai Feihuang standing not far away and talking to a black-robed knife-wielding woman.

At this time...... The fight began.

Nangong Lian stood on the north platform and looked around, and the noisy crowd gradually silenced.

For the first time, Nangong Lian said an opening remark:

"Ladies and gentlemen, the [Fengyun Ratio] has been carried out so far, and the top eight martial artists at all levels have been compared. In order to observe this grand event, representatives from all major factions of the martial arts came to watch, so I hope that every guard, commander, and sword wielding who comes to the stage to compete can show their best state, and I hope everyone can cheer for the players who are fighting with the most enthusiasm. ”

Immediately afterwards, Nangong Lian's voice sank:

"In the quarterfinals, in the first game, Han Feng, who held the sword, faced Qi Shaowei. ”

After finishing speaking, Nangong Lian returned to Jun Huaixu and sat down.

As Han Feng's name was pronounced, the crowd was excited.

Han Feng was already accustomed to such cheers, and slowly walked through the center of the White Jade Square.

And Han Feng's opponent, a black-robed knife-wielding woman named Qi Shaowei, walked from Bai Feihuang's side to Baiyu Square, and came straight to the opposite side of Han Feng.

Under the ten thousand swords, black and white robes are opposed.

The quarterfinals have begun.

The black-robed woman had long hair like ink, eyebrows and eyes like daisies, leaning on the knife and looking at Han Feng:

"Han holds the sword, and he has admired it for a long time. I thought we would meet last night, but I didn't expect it to be met in such a way today. ”

Han Feng didn't expect that his opponent was actually Qi Shaowei, who invited him to a party yesterday, and he was a little embarrassed, so he could only try to bring the topic over.

"There were some matters that needed to be solved urgently yesterday, but I didn't expect to meet Miss Qi like this today, which was just a good time to meet friends with martial arts and get acquainted with each other. ”

"Okay~ Then let's have a friend today!"

Qi Shaowei's voice fell, the long knife in his hand was unsheathed, and a touch of white was practiced on the white jade square to open the battle.

Seeing this, Han Feng waved the Cold Moon Treasure Knife and fought with Qi Shaowei.

A black and a white two people fight, the blades fight, and the air bursts out.

......

Off the field, Bai Feihuang held the Qingluan knife and watched indifferently.

Lao Bai and Meng Yuqi, the two living treasures, came over, Meng Yuqi hugged Bai Feihuang's waist and asked coquettishly:

"Sister Feihuang, are you very familiar with that Sister Qi?"

Bai Feihuang touched Meng Yuqi's head, smiled helplessly, and said, "It's quite familiar, what's the matter, I'm worried that your brother Han Feng can't beat her?"

Lao Bai immediately answered: "This Qi girl's body skills are not bad, and her knife skills are also very exquisite, but this level is obviously not worthy of her top eight nouns, so she must have some superb means." It's a pity that I've seen her compete before, and it's weird that there's no difference from start to finish. ”

Bai Feihuang pursed his lips and smiled, explaining: "Shaowei's martial arts are unique, but it is really extremely difficult to find. ”

Meng Yuqi shook Bai Feihuang's arm and said coquettishly: "Sister Feihuang~You don't want to sell Guanzi~"

Bai Feihuang seemed to say slowly: "Shaowei's cultivation is the superior martial arts "Jiangchao Knife" that is purely made for battle, and in battle, you can accumulate sword strength through continuous accumulation, and the more you fight, the more layers of sword strength are stacked, the stronger the power will be, so if Han Feng can't win quickly, the later he goes, the more difficult it will be for him to win." ”

Meng Yuqi listened to Bai Feihuang's words, and looked at the fighting figures in Baiyu Square with some worry.

"Boom!!"

Suddenly, there was a symphony, the Cold Moon Treasure Knife and the blade in Qi Shaowei's hand clashed, Han Feng was forced back by the three knife forces coming from the blade, and he already understood the extraordinary nature of Qi Shaowei's sword technique.

"Qi Ling's knife technique is really wonderful, the knives are stacked like waves, which makes Han Feng breathtaking. ”

"Han Zhijian praised it falsely~"

The corners of Qi Shaowei's lips curved, and she approached with the knife, and looked at the knife momentum that had been superimposed on the fourth layer.

Han Feng knew that he couldn't let her superimpose it any longer, so the "Son of Heaven Wangqi Technique" was triggered, and his left hand cast the [Iron Palm Flying Flower] and hit it out.