Appearing on the sword platform was a male disciple with eight-character eyebrows, a pair of eyes under the thick eyebrows, sharp and unstoppable, and everywhere the gaze reached, the air was silently parted to both sides. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"It's Senior Brother Feng Qing. ”

Yuan Kong looked at the eight-eyebrow disciple and put down his raised right foot.

The Fire Cloud Sword Lord reached out and stroked his beard, a smile appeared on his face, "It seems that you don't need to make a move." ”

Feng Qing is the same as Yuan Kong, he is also a disciple of Huoyun Peak, his cultivation is equivalent to Yuan Kong, although the sword intent realm is not as good as Yuan Kong, but he was also promoted to the Dacheng realm not long ago, and his strength is at the middle level among the younger generation of the Silver Sword Envoy, which is not comparable to the first two Feather Peak disciples.

Turning his head, the Fire Cloud Sword Lord smiled at the Feather Sword Lord behind him: "Feather, you can watch the show." ”

The Feather Sword Master Dai frowned slightly, and said expressionlessly: "I'm just afraid...... Things won't go as smoothly as you think. ”

The Fire Cloud Sword Master laughed: "I, a disciple of Fire Cloud Peak, are all experienced in a hundred battles, and if I want to defeat such a worldly swordsman, I will be able to capture it." ”

The Feather Sword Master's face was slightly cold, this sentence undoubtedly meant that she was a disciple of Feather Peak, not as good as a disciple of Huoyun Peak.

"I'll see. ”

The Feather Sword Master snorted lightly and looked at the Sword Asking Platform.

As the Sword Tomb Hundred Sword Master, she naturally hoped that the Sword Tomb disciples could win, but at this moment, she hoped even more in her heart that Luo Feng could defeat Feng Qing so as to extinguish the prestige of the Fire Cloud Sword Master.

On the sword platform, the figure of the eight-character eyebrow sword tomb disciple was straight, and his sharp gaze fell on Luo Feng, high above, and said:

"You're good. However, when you meet me Feng Qing, your victory is over here. ”

Luo Feng smiled bitterly in his heart, the disciples of the Sword Tomb are really more arrogant than the other, but this is also normal, in the Sword Tomb, even if it is a silver sword envoy, the realm of sword intent is very good, and he is a well-known kendo genius in the world. What's more, the sword is the soldier of the king, and now the Zhenwu Continent respects the way of the sword, and as a swordsman, there will be more or less arrogance of self-appreciation.

Glancing at Feng Qing, Luo Feng said lightly: "It's useless to talk more, let's fight!"

"Defeat!"

Feng Qing was obviously not a person of many words, his eyes flashed, he stepped out, and the silver feather sword on his waist suddenly came out of the sheath halfway, the true yuan surged, and the sword body burned with blood-red flames, and a sword stabbed at Luo Feng.

Seeing the previous two duels, Feng Qing didn't dare to underestimate Luo Feng too much, as soon as he made a move, he urged the sword intent to the limit, and as soon as the sword came out, the flames were monstrous, as if he was going to completely devour Luo Feng.

"Summer Thunder Falls!"

Boom!

The Emperor Yan Heaven-Breaking Knife was instantly unsheathed, Luo Feng's eyes showed his edge, and eighty percent of the general trend merged into the blade, and with the momentum of thunder, he slashed out and faced the flame sword gang.

The summer thunder sky, which is fused with eighty percent of the general trend, is earth-shattering, under the blade, the wind is surging, the thunder is staggered, and a sword light like lightning shoots out wildly.

Bang!

The flame sword gang and the sword mang collided together, and the entire Wenjian platform seemed to have an earthquake, shaking violently, and the terrifying shock wave, mixed with flames, erupted ferociously, scattering radiation, and knocked the surrounding cyan light curtain into faint ripples.

Brush!

In the chaotic energy, the two figures retreated at the same time.

Luo Feng took more than ten steps back, while Feng Qing retreated hundreds of steps and still couldn't stabilize his figure, and made a judgment.

There was a sound of inhalation around him, and the Sword Tomb disciples present all stared wide-eyed, looking at all this in amazement, Feng Qing, whose sword intent was great and whose strength was at the middle level of the Silver Sword Envoy, fought Luo Feng for the first time, and he actually fell into an absolute disadvantage.

"This is impossible! This kid's general trend is clearly only eighty percent realm, how can his combat power be so strong!"

The Fire Cloud Sword Lord stood up from his seat suddenly, his eyes widened, and his face was fiery red. Feng Qing is his disciple of Huoyun Peak, and the strength of the other party, he knows very well that although Feng Qing's sword intent has not been completed for a long time, his realm is not very stable, and the quality is far inferior to Yuankong's Fire Lotus sword intent, but no matter what, this is Dacheng sword intent!

Eighty percent sword intent and Dacheng sword intent, it seems that there is only one level of gap, but this level of gap, but it is a world of difference, if you have to make a metaphor, then eighty percent of the sword intent is a blunt sword, Dacheng sword intent is a sword that has opened the edge, the two are not the same. Because of this, when he saw Feng Qing coming to the stage to challenge Luo Feng, he was immediately sure that Feng Qing would win this battle!

And the current situation made him a little incomprehensible.

Luo Feng, a swordsman who has not yet achieved great success, even has the upper hand in the face of Feng Qing, who has great sword intent.

It's ridiculous!

"Fire Cloud Sword Master, didn't you say that you Fire Cloud Peak disciples have been through a hundred battles and can capture Luo Feng with their hands?"

"Hmph! The duel has just begun!"

The Fire Cloud Sword Master's face sank, and he threw up his sleeves and sat down.

At this moment, most of the sword masters' eyes were focused on Luo Feng, and their faces were solemn.

Feeling the surrounding atmosphere, the holy sword made Mu Qingxue smile.

"Take me again, spring breeze wishes!"

Brush!

Repelled Feng Qing with a sword, Luo Feng's figure rose into the sky, swept into the air, and took advantage of the unstable figure of the opponent, the Emperor Yan Heaven-Breaking Knife came out of his hand, turned into a whirlwind of flames, and flew out, unstoppable.

"His general trend realm has not been completed, how can it be so terrifying!"

Feng Qing's heart was shaken, as soon as he stabilized his figure, as soon as he raised his head, he saw a flash of fire in front of him, and he was so frightened that his soul flew out of the sky, and he hurriedly urged Zhenyuan to raise his sword to block it.

With a bang, Feng Qing was knocked out again, and his body staggered.

Brush!

Under the stunned gaze of everyone, the Emperor Yan Heaven Breaking Knife that was flying away spun half a circle, as if it had its own consciousness, and slashed towards Feng Qing again.

The successive attacks made Feng Qing at a loss, so he could only desperately strengthen his protective qi, and use his sword to cut out a wall of sword qi around him, and try to defend.

Jingle ......

The crisp sound was endless, and in the blink of an eye, the Emperor Yan Heaven-Breaking Sword collided with the sword curtain more than a dozen times, and each time it hit, countless sparks burst out, and the energy was full of energy.

Feng Qing, who was at a disadvantage, was tired of defending and trying to find opportunities to solve the current dilemma. As long as he can get out of trouble, he may not be able to turn the situation around.

Luo Feng obviously didn't want to give him this opportunity.

Bear!

In mid-air, the golden flames on Luo Feng's body rose into the sky, filling a large area of the sky, which was the Burning Sky Monarch Step that he had just cast.

Boom Boom ......

Locking the space where Feng Qing was, Luo Feng stepped down in one step, and in an instant, the entire Wenjian Platform was surging, the golden flames were monstrous, and the air exploded layer by layer, and you could see layers of ripples like huge waves centered on Luo Feng, spreading out, extremely shocking.

Before the attack arrived, Feng Qing's body was full of protective energy, and he had already begun to twist, his body was lowered inch by inch, and the sword in his hand showed a thrilling arc, as if it would break at any time.

Brush!

Suddenly, the golden flame disappeared, everything was calm, Luo Feng's figure flashed, and his figure fluttered lightly and fell thirty steps opposite Feng Qing.

Catching the Emperor Yan Heaven-Breaking Knife that flew back, he looked up at Feng Qing.

"Do you want to compare?"

Feng Qing glanced at Luo Feng in surprise, and then, he exhaled a heavy breath of turbidity, and made a sword salute to Luo Feng with his fists, "Thank you for your mercy, I lost." ”

He had no doubt that if Luo Feng stepped on that step just now, he would definitely be seriously injured, and there was no second possibility.

"Luo Fengsheng. ”

The Nebula Sword Lord woke up from a slight distraction, and opened his mouth to announce the result, staring at Luo Feng with a pair of beautiful eyes, wanting to see something from him.

Three wins in a row!

There were thousands of people present, but at this moment, they were silent, and many Sword Tomb disciples were stunned.

In the first two competitions, everyone has realized that Luo Feng is not an ordinary master, but that's all, on the sword platform, the two sides of the battle are the same, and the winner is determined by personal skills and other hole cards, the general trend is only eighty percent of the realm of Luo Feng, in the face of Feng Qing, who is a great sword intent, is undoubtedly at a disadvantage.

But the truth was unexpected, Feng Qing, like the two Silver Sword Envoy disciples in front of him, was still defeated, and what was even more terrifying was that the other party also did not survive three moves in Luo Feng's hands.

For a while, the eyes of many Sword Tomb disciples who looked at Luo Feng changed. Some of the Hundred Sword Masters present were also talking in low voices.

"This Luo Feng is a little different. Fire Cloud Sword Master, don't you say?"

The Feather Sword Lord settled down and glanced at the Fire Cloud Sword Lord with a smile.

Boom!

The corner of the Fire Cloud Sword Master's eyes twitched violently, and the chalcedony teacup in his hand was crushed to pieces.

He also boasted to the Feather Sword Master just now, Feng Qing defeated Luo Feng, and he was caught with his hand, and now he is undoubtedly beating himself in the mouth.

"Haraku, you go!"

The Fire Cloud Sword Lord said in a deep voice.

In fact, there was no need for his urging at all, because the moment Feng Qing admitted defeat, Yuan Kong couldn't help but climb the sword platform. (To be continued.) )