Hearing the sound of bone cracking coming from his fist, the sword-mad master screamed strangely!

"Hey! Digging the grass! Don't you want to hide?"

"Don't you like to dodge very much? Why did you get to me? Stop hiding?"

"If you don't want to hide, you won't hide. You're a guild leader!"

"I didn't defend myself!"

"It hurts! It hurts! It hurts me to death."

Seeing the other party holding his fists and jumping up and down, he said innocently:

"You didn't say anything either?"

"How did I know you had no defense? You don't seem to blame me, do you?"

"But you can defend yourself now."

"Are you ready? I'm coming."

"I'm ready with a hammer! It hurts! It hurts! It hurts."

"Wait for me! Let me deal with it first!"

The sword-crazy young master said with tears streaming down his face!

Lu Feng: "???"

Depend on! What are you doing? What are you two doing? Do you still want to fight? How about playing?

that is! that is! Doesn’t this legendary swordsmaniac seem to be very good at it? Why was he disabled as soon as he came up? Is this Lu Feng really so terrifying?

There is something wrong with this statement. Who is Lu Feng? That was the one who knocked out Li Xiaoran with one punch. It is said that he had killed the Nascent Soul monk before!

What? Kill the Nascent Soul monk? Is this true or false? Be good! Is it so powerful? Where did you hear that?

What is true or false! Can I still lie to you? ...That's it. Everyone knows this, but you don't know?

...

In the field, Lu Feng was speechless, looking at the other party's grinning face. But he doesn't know that he has been praised to the sky by some people, and he doesn't know if it is a good thing or a bad thing?

After taking a few healing pills, Mr. Swordmaniac finally returned to his normal state!

"Ha! Are you feeling well? Can you be beaten?" Lu Feng yawned and asked casually, looking fiercely at him and not caring!

"Hmph! Insidious and cunning! Take another punch from me." The sword-crazy master made complete preparations and prepared all the protective equipment in the storage bag. He was bound to defeat Lu Feng.

After all, defeating Lu Feng means defeating the pride of the monks in the extreme northern region of the wilderness!

Looking at the fist coming towards him, Lu Feng used Flash Jealousy Step and dodged it easily!

boom! ! !

Plop!

With this punch, the sword-crazy master used all his strength and was bound to knock Lu Feng away with one punch, but an accident happened.

He originally thought that Lu Feng would fight with him, but he missed it. What was terrible was that due to inertia, he threw himself straight to the ground. He was like a dog eating shit, which immediately caused the whole audience to laugh!

"Ah! Master? Why is this Lu Feng such a scoundrel? Why didn't he take Master Jian's punch? Really" Xiaolan clenched her fists and complained after seeing the miserable appearance of Master Jian!

After hearing the words, Murong Wu sighed softly and did not say anything. She just looked at Lu Feng, and her eyes became more colorful.

In the field, Jian Chi jumped up quickly from the ground, eyes wide with anger, and his eyes actually spurted out flames!

"Lu~Feng~ are you looking for death?"

"Are you going to accept it or not? Can you give me an accurate answer?"

"Don't force me to draw my sword!"

"Whenever my sword is drawn, it will draw blood."

"Don't force me!"

Lu Feng: "???"

"You didn't say you wanted me to take over, either?"

"That's it! What are you going to do this time? I'll do it!" Lu Feng said a little speechlessly, thinking that the other party was also a swordsman, so he still had to be polite.

"Okay! This is what you said! Look at the boxing!" After hearing Lu Feng's words, Jian Chi prepared his formation and prepared for attack!

After adjusting to the best condition, he concentrated all his energy into his fists. This time, he wanted to take back all the humiliation.

A fiery red fist struck quickly, and Lu Feng dodged it without even thinking.

He could feel the dominance of this punch. Although he had the ability to follow up and dodge the attack, why should he fight hard?

Plop! ! !

If nothing else, the accident still happened. The sword idiot once again acted like a dog, which immediately caused the whole audience to yell.

Obviously, falling to the ground twice in a row made all the monks in the audience seriously doubt his strength, and they all shouted to get rid of him!

"Ah~~~I'm crazy! You're forcing me! You're all forcing me."

"Lu Feng! Even if a big boss supports you, I will crush you to pieces today."

"Take your life!"

"Rain Sword! Falling to the ground!"

The sword fanatic lying on the ground could no longer bear the ridicule from all around, shouted loudly, and used his best sword skills with all his strength!

The situation in the field suddenly changed. The sky that was originally clear was filled with dark clouds. Without any warning, small swords as thin as raindrops flew down and instantly covered the entire hundred-foot-sized field.

This is the famous sword of the swordsman. It is an attack with a large range of damage. Its power lies in the fact that the Rain Sword penetrates every hole. It can be said that the enemy has no way to avoid it. Apart from escaping from the place, they can only resist!

If Lu Feng escapes from the scene, that means admitting defeat. Let him admit defeat? I'm afraid I'm overthinking it!

"Dizzy! You attacked me! You still don't allow me to hide? What's the point?"

"Meteor Sword, a hundred swords fired at once!"

As Lu Feng spoke, he did not stop moving his hands. He made a hand gesture with both hands and performed a set of movements smoothly.

Seeing that the rain sword in the air was about to fall to the field, the monks watching all around held their breaths. Many female monks covered their eyes, not daring to look at the cruel scene.

Just when the rain sword was about to hit Lu Feng, a burst of white light suddenly flashed, instantly making the dark sky bright again.

Only a hundred lightsabers were seen, quickly circling around Lu Feng's body, as if he was wearing a sword coat.

The rain swords that fell on him were all chopped into pieces by the lightsaber. The harsh impact sound made people uncomfortable!

Seeing this, Jian Chi was stunned for a moment, but then he chuckled and continued to increase the transmission of spiritual power. In his opinion, Lu Feng couldn't hold on to him.

After all, Lu Fengcai was in the early stage of Foundation Building, and he was a real Foundation Building Great Completion.

Don't look at the difference in just a few small realms. Even if it is a small difference in realms, the energy reserves are not comparable.

Ten breaths!

A hundred breaths!

A quarter of an hour later!

Lu Feng stood in the field, looking down-to-earth from beginning to end!

Looking back at Jian Chi, the opponent's forehead was already covered with sweat!

"Not bad! Not bad! It's quite interesting! I wonder if he is the person predicted by our ancestors?"

"The aura just now seemed to come from this person."

"If this person is really the chosen one, then I have to protect him, old man!"

"But I'm overthinking it. After all, if he is really the person predicted by our ancestors, how could he need my protection?"

"Let's take a look first and then talk!"

The Immortal Immortal looked at Lu Feng in the field and fell into deep thought.

Kong Dao Child, who was not far away, was stroking his beard with his hand, his face glowing red, nodding his head from time to time, and seemed very satisfied.

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