Ultimate Master of Martial Arts

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Reluctantly looking at Han Feng, he rubbed out the Bishui Changtianjian.

When Zhao Ling saw Han Feng against her, she gritted her teeth and looked somber.

Shaking the eight-character step, Han Feng stepped forward and said, "Hey, what's your name? Come on, forget it quickly. I am a principled person and don't beat women."

With a snap, Zhao Ling directly slid a long sword out of his sleeve.

Looking at Han Feng, Zhao Ling said: "Just your shameless, indecent, scum that only throws dung, and principles. Say letters to you, you immediately confess to Miss Ben. Miss Ben, you can spare you."

Han Feng took out his ears and flicked the earwax away from his fingertips, saying, "That's not enough to talk about? It's really hard to do. I really don't beat women. Why bother."

Zhao Ling rose up with all his body, and looking at her weak, it was actually Neigang's sevenfold cultivation behavior.

Yi Que flew, Han Feng's eyes were straight with long, straight legs.

In fairness, Zhao Lingchang is not bad.

The face is delicate and the skin is like snow. The goose-colored warrior robe set off her slender figure, and it was indeed a beauty.

It's just that her mouth is too poisonous.

Looking at Han Feng, he shouted, "The **** of Yuanyuan Yuan, fight me soon. Miss Ben has no time to grind with you. I smell the air in your Yuanyuan College, and I feel like suffocating."

Han Feng's face cooled down and said: "You can scold me. But you can't insult the Yuanyuan. Well, it seems that I am about to break the ring today. Woman, I can't make mistakes."

Slowly stepping forward, the clear water of the clear sky sword circulated.

Brother Chu Tian smiled and said: "Hehe, Brother Han Feng is angry and has to watch it."

The master patted his stomach, making his fat flutter like ripples, and said, "Yes, Brother Han Feng is still terrible to get up. If he uses the Sky Sword, I will make him three points."

With that said, the master gave the Master a glance.

Master Yiqing rolled his eyes and said: "If he dares to use the dagger sword in the Yuanyuan. He can graduate early and get out of the Budo Academy."

Although Master Qing's voice was calm, it still clearly passed into Han Feng's ears.

Han Feng's face twitched slightly, and he still refused to use it, alas, when will he be completely refreshed.

It was hard to make it difficult to use, and it made people feel aggrieved.

Lang Jian and others frowned slightly when they heard the words "Dui Tian Jian Jue".

What martial arts is this? They have never heard of it. But looking at the name, it seems very powerful, and it is not allowed.

Lang Jian snorted, guessing it was an unfinished sword tactic. Otherwise why not use it.

Lang Jian doesn't think anyone in Yiyuan Academy can practice powerful swordsmanship. For many years, Yiyuan Academy has never heard of any powerful exercises. Every time the academy ranked battles, the Yiyuan Academy played casually, and when they saw others enlarge their moves, they decisively admitted to losing.

Han Feng raised his sword and let go.

Zhao Ling snorted and couldn't help but said that he rushed to the scene.

Her body is very weird, and an afterimage is drawn at the moment of the sprint, which is a performance to a certain extent.

Lu Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, but he could clearly see Zhao Ling's movements.

A zigzag form, running like lightning, looks very interesting.

Han Feng's eyes widened and he instantly lost his goal. In the next moment, Zhao Ling's sword rushed with rush to kill the sword before he could react.

Jian Qi was three feet away from Han Feng, and Han Feng felt his skin tingle.

Bishui Changtian sword spin, Han Feng blocked Zhao Ling's sword. With a hard push, Zhao Ling's sword deviated from the direction and stabs to the side along Han Feng's left arm.

With a tingle, Han Feng's clothes on the left were drawn out of his boss by Jian Qi.

Han Feng scolded immediately: "Ge Laozi's, my favorite suit, my last formal suit. You actually punctured it."

Zhao Ling ignored Han Feng's shouts at all, turned his feet off the ground, turned around, and the sword light spread all over the sky.

"A sword and a star!"

Han Feng dodges again and again, his body trembling constantly. The light on Bishui Changtian Sword is getting stronger and stronger.

Han Feng looked a little embarrassed. Suddenly, his hand holding Bishui Changtianjian seemed to be hit by Jianguang, and suddenly shook, almost unable to hold Bishui Changtianjian.

Such a chance, how could Zhao Ling let go, the sword was like a galaxy, the light was splattered, and one sword directly flew away from Han Feng's Bishui Changtian sword.

"Good swordsmanship, Sister Zhao Ling's swordsmanship is still so gorgeous."

Zhang Yuehan was the first to applaud, and Lang Jian also smiled. This is the elite of their ethereal courtyard, with a strong spirit, quick body style, and gorgeous martial arts.

Lu Fan frowned at the moment and whispered, "What is Brother Han Feng doing?"

Just now, Lu Fan clearly saw that Brother Han Feng let go of his own hands.

The master shook his head and sighed, "Come again, Brother Han Feng is going to pit people again."

Lu Fan didn't understand the meaning of Brother Master, so he looked at Brother Master, Brother Chu Xing, and Brother Chu Tian began to shake their heads. It seems that it is common for Brother Han Feng to be picked up for flying swords.

On the court, Brother Han Feng without the sword kept retreating and wanted to distance him.

Zhao Ling's offensive was amazing, and he could no longer see him. I only saw countless Zhao Ling's remnants of the sword, each sword light was gorgeous, but I couldn't touch Han Feng's clothes corner.

Han Feng has been retreating, and Zhao Ling is desperately chasing.

The master said: "The swordsmanship is flashy and wastes energy."

Brother Chu Tian also followed: "It looks good. But the actual effect is really bad. Brother Han Feng's sword tactics have been completed, she lost."

As soon as the words fell, Lu Fan saw Brother Han Feng's left hand bent into a sword tactic. At the next moment, a shining light lit up.

clang!

A long sword was stuck on the ground, and the sword shivered slightly.

Everyone stared at each other, and they saw the clear flying Bishui Changtianjian flew back again, directly inserted on the ground.

The afterimage disappeared, and Zhao Ling felt a little moist in the neck. Stretched out his hand, but it was red.

There was a blood line on her neck, which just broke the skin without hurting the flesh.

Zhao Ling looked at Han Feng in astonishment, and then his entire face became unbearable.

Han Feng stood in front of the Bishui Changtian Sword, and looked at Zhao Lingdao coldly: "The victory and defeat have been divided, and you can go. I just had to move the sword one inch to the left, and you died on the spot. Alas, who made me pity Xiangxiyu What. "

Instructor Lang Jian was also stunned, but Zhao Ling was a very good student in their Misty Academy. He originally wanted to recommend Zhao Ling to win a college ranking.

But now. . . . . .

Zhao Ling hysterically roared.

"You are a mean villain. I didn't lose. You are a sneak attack. The students of the Yuanyuan College of Trash can't beat me. I'm going to kill you!"

Zhao Ling's madness made Master Qing and Daoguang Master frown.

Instructor Lang Jian quickly said, "Zhao Ling, no!"

Before his words were finished, Zhao Ling rushed over with Jian Guang and went straight to Han Feng.

Han Feng did not expect that at this time, Zhao Ling would dare to kill himself.

Lu Fan stood up instantly, but at this moment, a figure directly blocked Han Feng.

The huge body, the fat covered with it is like a city wall, not who the master is.

Zhao Linglian and Jianguang hit the big brother's belly. At the next moment, Zhao Ling bounced back, hit the ground first, and then rolled like a gourd, rolling out a dozen feet in a row.

Lang Jian quickly stepped forward to catch Zhao Ling, but the strength contained in Zhao Ling's body caused Lang Jian to be shocked all over the body. Suddenly he suffered some internal injuries, and pressed Zhao Ling's body to death.

Looking closer, Zhao Ling was comatose with blood hanging from the corner of his mouth. The sword in his hand shattered inch by inch and fell to the ground.

Zhang Yuehan was speechless with his mouth open. Is this a Yuanyuan?

Is this the ninth-ranked college of Budo College? Why, the students here are so strong one by one.

The "Brother" standing next to Zhang Yuehan was also full of light in his eyes, turning his head to look at Master's inaction, full of fear.

The master smiled happily and touched his stomach: "Comparing is to compare, don't hurt and be angry. Look, it's bad if you have a bad temper. You knocked yourself out, everyone sees clearly, I didn't do it, She hit it herself. Fortunately, my belly was hard enough, otherwise if I were pierced, I would fall here, and neither of you could lift me back to the room. "

Han Feng protruded his head from behind the master and touched his belly: "Master, your belly is full of fat, even if it is pierced, it is just fat and injured. Haha, it seems I'm going to have a fat body too. "

The master stared at Han Feng, turned and walked back.

Master Yiqing said: "Winning is winning, losing is losing. Can the students of the Misty Academy not be able to lose this way? It seems that I want to have a good chat with your dream master Yun."

Lang Jian's complexion changed and changed, losing two consecutive games. This happened, and he felt that the faces of their misty courtyard had all been lost.

With his teeth clenched, the competition rule is three wins in five innings. Now he loses in two games, but he can't lose anymore.

Lang Jian turned to look at the "brother" beside Zhang Yuehan.

"Lin Qi, you come in the third game. Can't lose anymore."

Lin Qi nodded, stepped forward, and stood in the field. Chu Tian saw Lin Qi and said with a smile: "This guy actually came. I will come to this scene."

With that said, Chu Tian stepped forward. But after just two steps, Lin Qi looked at everyone in Yiyuanyuan and said in a loud voice: "I don't want to compare with others, Chu Tian, ​​we had a fight a year ago, today I don't want to fight again, just want to be with you Lu Fan from the courtyard comes. Lu Fan, can you dare to fight? "

Lu Fan looked at Lin Qi and Zhang Yuehan, but he was not surprised.

Looking up, Lu Fanxian looked at Zhang Yuehan and said, "Zhang Yuehan, is this the new girl you are looking for? Your vision is still as bad as ever."

Zhang Yuehan sneered: "It's not bad, you will know if you try."

"It makes sense."

With a chuckle, Landing Fan stood up.

Looking at Lin Qi, Lu Fan said indifferently: "If you fight, then why don't you dare."