Chapter 60 Twelve Consecutive Chops!

Standing on top of the ring, Zhuge Feng's face was grim, he stared at Xue Ling, his eyes were like scanners, and he quickly swept Xue Ling from top to bottom.

And then......

His brows furrowed.

Those who are familiar with Zhuge Feng know that if he shows this kind of expression, he must have encountered tricky trouble, otherwise that cold face will not fluctuate in the slightest.

"Xue Ling, yes, I've heard of you. ”

Zhuge Feng spoke lightly, his voice was very cold, and at this time, his frowning brows stretched tightly, and his cold face seemed to be covered with a layer of cold frost.

"Oh, I was shocked. ”

Xue Ling smiled slightly, looked at Zhuge Feng seriously, and then hugged his fists and said, "Zhuge Feng, one of the twin stars of the Western Courtyard, has been looking up for a long time." ”

There is no vanity under the fame, this Zhuge Feng can win in the previous vicious battle, and after recovering in a short period of time, it is quite rare to be able to have this kind of cold and compelling momentum.

"This one, I won. ”

Zhuge Feng said coldly, straight to the point, making Xue Ling stunned, and his morale was bursting as soon as he came up.

Xue Ling shrugged his shoulders, his eyes stared directly at Zhuge Feng's sharp gaze, but he said softly: "Brother Zhuge still needs time to recover?!" ”

Zhuge Feng's face was cold, and his cold tone was like a sharp knife: "No need." ”

In his eyes, the cold light condensed, and on Zhuge Feng's cold face, there was obviously a displeasure, and his words of refusal were sharp and sharp, and the implication was that even if the state was not the best, it was enough to deal with you.

Regarding this, Xue Ling just lowered his head and shook his head gently, and said lightly: "I gave you a chance to win, but you didn't seize it yourself, then I'm sorry......"

Speaking of this, Xue Ling raised his head, his gaze was fixed on Zhuge Feng's face again, the two looked at each other, and time seemed to stand still for a few seconds.

In Xue Ling's eyes, the essence suddenly bloomed: "...... I took this one of the victories. ”

Suddenly, the sharp Xue Ling made Zhuge Feng also stunned, and then he suddenly laughed, his laughter was clear, and he had a momentum that was not weaker than others.

"Then let's see the real chapter under our hands!"

Zhuge Feng's feet were a little apart, and then he turned sideways slightly, at the same time, in his cuffs, a long sword with cold light slid down, he held it steadily, and the moment the cold hilt was in his hands, his momentum also suddenly rose.

Like a peerless sword, the moment it is unsheathed, the momentum is compelling.

His change made Xue Ling also stunned, and then his eyes focused on his long sword with cold light, the long sword was about two fingers wide, and when the cold light flickered, he could still see the crystal sword body, and the crystal sword body seemed to be inlaid with snowflake-like patterns, and between the embellishments, the sword body also exuded an awe-inspiring cold air. And the most special thing is that this long sword does not have a shoulder, like a stick, but there is no blade at the hilt of the sword, so it can be used for handholding.

This sword is extremely unusual.

According to Xue Ling's estimate, this long sword has definitely entered the ranks of Xuan-level magic weapons.

For the "Xuanhan Blade" held by Zhuge Feng, people talked about it, but it was not too sensational, Xue Ling secretly said in his heart, sure enough, the level is different, if it is in the Dao Realm, once such a magic weapon appears, it will inevitably set off a stormy wave. But here, there was no big stir.

In the face of Zhuge Feng's cold momentum, Xue Ling was also serious, the other party had a Xuan-level magic weapon in his hand, plus his own strength, he couldn't be careless.

The right foot took a step back, and then the palm of his hand was slightly raised, Xue Ling said to Zhuge Feng: "Please!"

The word please fell, and above Xue Ling's palm, a spear suddenly flashed out, he pulled his hands and stepped away, his posture was quite sharp and crisp.

The feeling of freedom and freedom is incomparably neat.

Zhuge Feng did not hesitate, his palm slashed across the body of the Xuanhan Sharp Blade Sword, and when the palm of his hand crossed the tip of the sword, the palm of his sword shook suddenly, and a bright light suddenly roared out, sharp and cold, as if it could easily cut a boulder.

Xue Ling's soles exerted force, and the lower plate was as stable as Mount Tai, and then the spear suddenly pointed out, and quickly attacked, and the shadows of the spears flashed in the air, that feeling was like an unfolded feather fan, and it was impossible to distinguish between the virtual and the real.

The shadow of the gun cracked the sword, Xue Ling's eyes lit up, Zhuge Feng had already appeared in front of him, and with a palm, the Yuan Force behind him rolled, covering it like a river.

Overwhelmed Xue Ling in an instant.

"Boom!"

The surging Yuan Force followed the explosion, Xue Ling burst out from it, Zhuge Feng's body moved, and followed closely, without the slightest hesitation, the Xuan Han blade was simply cut down.

The icy sword light burst out from the sword body, like a dreamlike crescent moon, and in its beauty, it contained a rather cold and dangerous sword qi.

"Click......"

The sword roared by, the surrounding air froze rapidly, and the cold air raged, destroying and decaying, as if forming a storm passing through the sky, the storm passed, and the cold air was violently entangled, and that feeling seemed to freeze the air.

The chill behind him that seemed to be able to penetrate into the bone marrow made Xue Ling's body stiffen, his front foot suddenly grasped the ground, using it as an axis, his body rotated, and then the spear stabbed out, and the fierce thrust momentum shook the air, and the silver arc of light formed at the tip of the spear, and then slammed on the cold sword.

"Boom!"

A low muffled sound came out, and the central Yuan Force slammed, as if it had turned into a substantial storm, causing the surrounding air to tumble in a raging manner.

"Click...... Bang!"

Under the cold light, the tip of the spear was quickly covered with a layer of frost, and after an instant, a crack emerged, and then when the crack spread to the edge of the tip of the spear, the entire tip of the spear suddenly cracked.

The debris flew up, the cold light quickly approached, Xue Ling cracked inch by inch according to the spear, and in the end, only half of the spear body was left in his hand.

Xue Ling's expression froze, dragging half of the spear body and retreating, but suddenly his face changed, and a cold voice resounded behind him.

"It's over!"

Zhuge Feng had already blocked Xue Ling's back road.

"Twelve consecutive slashes!"

Zhuge Feng's cold drink resounded, and the cold light of the Xuanhan blade in his hand flashed, like a round of nine days of cold moon, enveloping the surrounding space, and an unspeakable suffocating storm filled it.

Xue Ling staggered and looked back, Zhuge Feng's rising body was like a cheetah pounced, and he had already become his locked prey.

"Huh!"

As soon as the Zhuge wind fell, the cold wind howled, enveloping the space, and the air was directly filled with cold, like a storm passing through, destroying the withering and decaying.

And that's not the end of it......

Immediately after, a stormy burst out.

"Whew!", "Whew!", "Whew!", ......

A series of sword shadows appeared, and then slashed down like an overwhelming land, coherent and fierce, like heavy rain, pouring rain, unstoppable.

"Xue Ling?!"

In the audience below, Liu Jian and the others' faces changed drastically, looking at Xue Ling, who was completely shrouded by the shadow of the sword, their hearts suddenly rose to their throats.

"This ......"

Liu Yan's bright big eyes were also staring at the ring, looking at the place that was overwhelmingly impacted by the cold, and there was no figure at all, she was a little incredulous that Xue Ling would be suppressed like this.

The other people in Class 12 of the East Courtyard were also full of shock, Xue Ling was really going to stop here, Zhuge Feng was also very famous, one of the twin stars of the West Courtyard, but before they all believed that Xue Ling would win, after all, Xue Ling was by their side, and the strength he showed was already quite perverted, and this kind of real contact with the characters was obviously more convincing than what he had heard.

"Xue Ling!"

Bai Xiaofei's eyes were solemn, holding his hands and staring at the ring, he knew better than others Xue Ling's determination to enter the inner gate, if this one was lost, then at least he would have to wait until the end of the year before he could have another chance.

If you win this game, the top five seats will be certain.

Bai Xiaofei was extremely nervous, so were Liu Jian and Luo Ran, they still had a glimmer of hope that Xue Ling would be able to fight back, especially Liu Jian, who was full of expectations for Xue Ling.

But the others in class 12 were quite sorry, almost, almost Xue Ling was able to win the top five, after all, it was a bad move, and people's eyes suddenly darkened.

Zhuge Feng fell twelve times in a row, and there was already an iceberg in front of him, the iceberg was crystal clear, and the cold air was rising, like water vapor opening up.

He stood in front of the iceberg, his face a little pale, but still cold.

The Twelve Consecutive Slash Technique is his most powerful attack method, and with the Xuanhan Blade, the damage brought by it is absolutely undoubted, but there is no way, Xue Ling gives him the feeling that it is very dangerous, so he can only strike first and seize the first move.

Fortunately, the opportunity was seized by him, and then the blow was fatal.

Everything, quite expected.

Zhuge Feng glanced at the iceberg coldly, this round was over, he looked up to the next level, but Shen Tianyun smiled, and that smile made Zhuge Feng's pupils shrink instantly.

He suddenly turned his head and stared at the ice!

"Boom!"

The iceberg exploded, the pieces flew, the ice soared into the sky, and the cold air raged like a madness, and almost the entire ring was already plunged into the cold.

"What?!"

Zhuge Feng's face changed, and in the flying ice and the raging cold, a figure holding a golden light and shadow stood straight, and from above his body, an indescribable sense of danger jumped from the soles of his feet to his head in an instant.

"Whew!"

In the cold air, the figure moved, as fast as a hero, and appeared in front of Zhuge Feng in an instant, his face changed drastically, his palm was raised, and the Xuanhan blade swept over.

Just lifted the ......

The fierce and surging strength poured out like a river bursting the embankment, hitting his body fiercely, his whole body was weak, and Zhuge Feng flew upside down like a kite with a broken line.

"Boom!"

Zhuge Feng flew to the edge of the ring, and then under the gaze of everyone in amazement, he landed in the crowd outside the ring that suddenly dispersed in a panic.

"This ...... What's going on??"

Countless people were dumbfounded, their mouths opened wide, and they looked at Zhuge Feng who fell to the ground in a daze, this student who was known as the twin stars of the Western Courtyard.