Under the sun, brilliant petals fly.

"Iron Palm Flying Flower" is played with palm power.

Step, raise the knife.

The snow bright sword light rose into the sky.

Han Feng's "Sword Hexagram in the Snow" forced Qi Shaowei back, turned into the knife, and slanted her right arm.

Qi Shaowei was repelled by Han Feng's sword, and the "River Tide Knife" superimposed on the fifth layer waved at Han Feng's Cold Moon Treasure Knife.

"Boom!"

The two knives are exchanged, each retreating.

Han Feng only felt that the other party's strength was getting stronger and stronger due to the superimposed knife momentum, and he knew that he couldn't let her stack it any more.

"The Son of Heaven's Hope for Qi Technique" urged in the air, and his left hand was weak.

Qi Shaowei was about to superimpose the sixth layer of sword strength, but suddenly she only felt a burst of irritability, and the true qi in her body was suddenly disordered.

"This is!?"

Just when Qi Shaowei was surprised, Han Feng had already rushed to the front with a knife, and the [Piercing Hand Hidden Knife Style] made a virtual and real move to the neck.

In the face of the unpredictable knife path, Qi Shaowei finally took out the ability to press the bottom of the box, and her true qi fell from around her body like a waterfall, and the knife strength of "Jiangchao Knife" was forcibly superimposed to the thirteenth layer, and the majestic knife surged out, driving the air to surge and directly push Han Feng away.

Han Feng's original purpose of using the [Piercing Hand Hidden Knife Style] was not to use it to win, but when he found that Qi Shaowei had made this powerful sword, he hurriedly retreated with the surging sword qi.

The Son of Heaven looked at the qi to see through the weak point of this turbulent sword momentum, and Han Feng used the Cold Moon Treasure Knife to target its weakness to ensure that he was not trapped by the sword qi.

Stampe your right foot on the ground and stop your body.

Jinghong retreated, only to see that Qi Shaowei had already rushed over.

The "Jiang Chao Knife" superimposed on the thirteenth layer was already a top-level attack power among the seven grades, although Han Feng had the strength to fight the seventh rank with eight grades, but his own basic strength was much worse, and he couldn't compete with it at all.

Unable to confront head-on, Han Feng could only use light body means to dodge again and again, looking for a chance to defeat the enemy.

And Qi Shaowei's knife strength is still superimposing, and the summoning style has reached the fourteenth layer.

One black and one white, two figures dancing knives, the body and knife techniques are exquisite, and everyone in the sword division under the field can hold their breath and concentrate.

Meng Yuqi took Bai Feihuang's hand and muttered worriedly: "What should I do, what should I do?" Brother Han Feng doesn't seem to be able to deal with that Sister Qi. ”

Bai Feihuang patted the back of Meng Yuqi's hand and said comfortingly: "Don't be so nervous, Han Feng's skills are more than that." ”

Look at the field again.

On the field, Han Feng dodged on his back, moved and retreated, and every time he narrowly avoided Qi Shaowei's knife path, but Qi Shaowei's knife technique was taken from the wave, and once it was deployed, it was difficult to interrupt.

"The Son of Heaven's Qi Technique" At the moment, the internal qi in this girl's body is still converging, and the fifteenth layer of sword strength is about to take shape.

To win, you have to do it as soon as possible.

Having made up his mind, Han Feng was determined to give it a go.

"Zixia Cheats" was sent to the extreme, the purple qi around his body was steaming, and Han Feng waved the Cold Moon Treasure Knife in his hand and collided with Qi Shaowei's blade.

"The Son of Heaven's Hope for Qi Technique" pinned on the weakest point and tore open the knife curtain that was stacked with more than ten weights.

The two knives collided, Han Feng only felt that the surging strength was rushing over layer by layer, making him almost unable to hold the knife, and finally, after surviving this wave of offensive, Han Feng began to brew a counterattack.

Taking a full breath, "Lion's Roar" roared furiously.

"Roar!!"

Sound waves catharsis.

Qi Shaowei was originally hit with a knife, and was about to perform another superimposed knife technique, when the sound wave surged, making her in a trance for a while.

Seeing this opportunity, Han Feng hit the "Iron Palm Flying Flower" in his left hand, hitting Qi Shaowei's chest and knocking her back.

Qi Shaowei, who withdrew two steps, suddenly had a gleam in her eyes, and slashed over.

Smiling proudly, Qi Shaowei was still in the mood to speak: "Han Zhijian's sonic martial arts are very famous, how could I not be a little unprepared?"

Han Feng also smiled in the face of Qi Shaowei's horizontal slash.

This Qi girl has been protecting her eardrums with her true qi just now, and she can see it at a glance under the "Son of Heaven Wangqi Technique", how can she not know it.

This is also my own plan.

Open your mouth again, and the aftermath of "The Lion's Roar" comes out again, and the sound waves are whistling.

This time, Qi Shaowei was unprepared, and she was dizzy by the sound waves.

Han Feng relied on his own body to practice the exercises, and slapped the knife face of Qi Shaowei with his palm.

Take advantage of this opportunity to get close.

"The Son of Heaven's Qi Technique" pulled the full field of qi, making it even more difficult for Qi Shaowei, who was already dizzy, to deal with.

The Cold Moon Treasure Knife slammed upward, directly hitting the blade in Qi Shaowei's hand, and then the flying purple petals hit Qi Shaowei's shoulder.

Finally, Han Feng has taken the initiative until now.

And under the manipulation of "The Son of Heaven's Hope for Qi", the momentary initiative is the initiative all the time.

Han Feng kept stepping forward, the sword light flew up, and his palm qi swept wildly, hitting Qi Shaowei in front of him one after another.

In the end, Qi Shaowei had to withdraw and dodge with a palm, and a horizontal knife was put on the woman's shoulder.

The battle is over.

Han Feng, who was dressed in white, was holding a long knife and stood upright: "Qi Ling, I have accepted." ”

Qi Shaowei smiled brightly, and was not sad because she lost, but nodded at Han Feng: "Han Zhijian really deserves to be an innate qualification, and Qi Shaowei is willing to bow down." ”

The two greeted each other and went their separate ways.

Everyone in the audience cheered for Han Feng.

Nangong Lian shouted to the audience on the high platform in the north: "In the first game, Han Feng won the sword." In the second game, Ling Duan Mu Xu played against Ling Yue Qing. ”

Han Feng got off the field and smiled at Bai Feihuang.

Qi Shaowei, who also ended up, came directly to Bai Feihuang's side and hugged Bai Feihuang's shoulder: "Feihuang, your friend's martial arts are really good, I can't beat him." ”

Bai Feihuang winked at Han Feng and said comfortingly: "He is indeed quite powerful, but you are also very powerful, if you do it again, he may not be able to beat you." ”

"That's right~" Qi Shaowei nodded thoughtfully.

Just before everyone could say a few words, Nangong Lian's voice had once again spread throughout the entire Baiyu Square.

"In the second game, Ling made Duanmu win. In the third game, the sword Bai Feihuang played against Xue Pingdu, the envoy. ”

Han Feng was a little shocked, in less than half a cup of tea after he got off the field, this envoy named Duanmu Xu had already won, and he was also in the top eight, and the gap had reached such a point.

If I face him tomorrow, I'm afraid it will be difficult to win.

Looking at the center of the white jade square, a long-haired young man in a Confucian shirt held a book in his hand, and Shi Shiran walked down...... Its human breath is indispensable.

Looking at the Bai Feihuang in front of him, he was ready to go on the field with a knife.

Han Feng smiled at Bai Feihuang and said in a low voice, "Come on!"

Bai Feihuang smiled slightly, nodded, and walked into the arena.

......

After the Great War of the Day.

The quarterfinals of the envoy level ended, Bai Feihuang won, and a young envoy named Song Mengqi won the fourth game, so far, the top four appeared.

Tomorrow's semi-finals and decisive battles will be held consecutively, in other words, tomorrow will be the last day of [Fengyun Fight].

Saying goodbye to everyone, Han Feng returned to the small courtyard on the mountain alone.

After a fierce battle, Han Feng's mood gradually became difficult to calm down, looking at the mountains in the distance.

I saw faint black clouds surging.

Tomorrow...... It's time for the Gu capital plan to launch, I just hope that the monarch's countermeasures are enough, don't be successful by the Gu capital, otherwise you will really become a person under the nest.

The dark clouds in the distance are unknown, and there are hidden black clouds pressing down on the city.

......

At the same time, at the top of the stone Xuanxuan Tower, Jun Huaixu sat on the top of the tower with a wine bottle in his hand.

Nangong Lian sat behind him.

After taking a sip of soju, Jun Huaixu said slowly: "Nangong, the mountain rain is coming. ”

Nangong Lian's eyes were full of ferocity and wildness, and he replied:

"This time, you and I should be the ones who stir up the storm. ”

......

"Ha, when you say this, it seems that you and I are villains in a conspiracy. ”