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Chapter 117: Acquaintances meet

Twelve sword tips pointed directly at the disciple of the Purple Qi Villa named Hero, and forced him to the corner of the Blue Stone Bidding Platform. Then the sword light was shining, as if the doomsday killing disaster was coming, making the man named Hero tremble all over, and even the person holding the sword could not hold it.

"What kind of weird sword technique is this?"

A hero who had never seen such a powerful sword move was shocked. He knew that he would be knocked off the stage if he didn't make a counterattack. So he held the sword tightly, raised the sword and slashed it at the twelve swords. The exquisite sword skills he had practiced for many years were gradually exerted, and the counterattack was colorful and jingled.

However, in the eyes of a master with a little bit of vision, the hero's counterattack is undoubtedly useless. The twelve long swords played by the handsome young man named Lin Feng are obviously a set of sword moves, and they are the highest level of using energy to control the sword. The starting point of the two people practicing sword skills is different, so what is the comparison?

Although the hero's counterattack was quite exquisite and beautiful, he hit the twelve long swords. Every time he confronted and collided, the hero's wrist was numb and he almost wanted to throw the long sword out of his hand.

He has reached his limit!

Drips of cold sweat slid past his temples, looking at the dense sword net in front of him, and then looking at the young man in white who was still standing there, he couldn't help but let out an unwilling roar, urging the true energy in his body to the extreme, and using the sword move at the bottom of the box.

"The sword rises from Lancang!"

The gorgeous sword light spread out from the hero's sword. With every attack he hit, the sword net transformed into the twelve divine swords began to tremble.

Since the battle, Lin Feng felt for the first time that his opponent seemed to have some strength. He bowed with respect and said, "Senior brother, I'm going to take action."

The hero was stunned for a moment, and an extremely absurd feeling arose in his heart.

Take action?

Are you not taking action on these twelve long swords?

Did you force me into this before you even took action?

The hero's face turned red and blue, and he became a little angry and stared at Lin Feng coldly and said, "Let's go ahead!"

"This kid who knows nothing about life or death."

Jian Qi sighed in the stands and shook his head helplessly: "The boy obviously had only the intention of teaching him a lesson, but he had no thoughts of hurting others. Otherwise, how could the Twelve Divine Sword Styles allow him to stand safely on the stage?"

Ji'er blinked his big eyes, looking confused, but he was also very impressed.

"The battle is over."

Seeing that Lin Feng was already serious, Ye Huayan stopped observing the situation on the court because she had confidence in Lin Feng.

A small disciple of Ziqi Villa can make Lin Feng use his true nature, but it is considered a waste of talent.

However, the people in the stands are not as confident in Lin Feng as Ye Huayan. Many people think that Lin Feng is just a vase that is not good-looking. The twelve long swords seem majestic, but there is still no special feature that is revealed. It is inevitable that people will doubt whether its function is against the enemy or simply for the sake of good looks.

"There will be casualties when taking the twelve Divine Swords. Although this young man may not have much attainments, but—"

Qiu Pingfan looked at everything on the bluestone platform lazily, and finally smiled helplessly, saying to himself: "Ye Nanfeng, Ye Nanfeng, who knows what you, an old senior who is a sword master, are thinking about?"

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On the bluestone platform, all the sounds suddenly disappeared, only Lin Feng waved his arm and used a series of energy to activate the whistling sound of the Tongtian Sword Net.

The hero occasionally sensed it, looked up at the still sword net, opened his mouth, as if he realized something, but the next moment his eyes were filled with various lights, and he could not see any scene at all.

"The first form, bright light."

Among the twelve long swords, one long sword jumped out of the sword net with Lin Feng's voice, just like the scorching sun in the sky, shining brightly, and dazzlingly dazzling.

The hero suddenly shook his whole body, as if he was injured by the sword energy. Blood gushed out of his mouth, but was instantly evaporated by the scorching sword light. Lin Feng saw this scene and felt a little moved in his heart and advised: "This move has not been completed yet. You admit defeat now and you still have room to take it back."

As soon as he finished speaking, the hero had already crawled off the stage, covering his eyes and was still in shock.

As a cultivator, he is naturally very agile in danger. He feels that if he still stands on that platform, he will be killed by the next sword move!

Because his eyes were burned, he was now in a brief state of blindness. Although his internal organs were not damaged much, he still had nowhere to go after thinking about this sword move. Just the starting move was already so powerful. The hero thought about it and decided to admit defeat.

After he got off the stage, he hid behind his fellow disciples with lingering fear, without any sense of being on stage.

The man in silk won a victory point, and was extremely arrogant. Seeing the hero's embarrassing appearance, he changed his previous polite attitude to him and couldn't help but mock him: "A little kid's little trick scared you like this? Hero, has your swordsmanship regressed?"

The hero took a deep breath and did not refute anything. Although the bystanders could not understand the horror of the twelve divine swords, as the one who responded, he naturally felt extremely transparently. It was definitely a terrifying martial art that surpassed all the sword moves he had learned. The power contained in it, and even the sword intent, was definitely not something that a Dingyuan Realm should touch.

This also made him feel alert and dared not say much.

Seeing that the hero was scared to this, the senior sister of Ziqi Villa couldn't help but frown and comforted her: "Hero, we know you have tried your best. Let's go and rest first. We must not lose in the next game. Ning Xi, you come on stage to solve it."

Ning Xi, who was standing on the side with a cold face, heard this, raised her head and glanced at the stage, then nodded, and leaped onto the platform with a little toe.

Lin Feng had already stepped down at this time, but when he saw Princess Ning Xi on the stage, he was still stunned for a moment and felt quite familiar.

"This girl, isn't it Princess Ning Xi?"

After seeing Ning Xi, Jin Wu couldn't help but exclaim: "There were rumors before that she defected from Li Tian Palace and became a disciple of Ziqi Villa. Unexpectedly, it was true."

"Falling from Li Tian Palace?" Hearing this sentence, Bai Yang suddenly remembered the reason why Zi Yanran came to the Bai family, as if it was for Ning Xi. Now Ning Xi is actually in Ziqi Villa, which means that she has betrayed Li Tian Palace.

"That's right, it seems that because Li Tian Palace did not seek justice for her, she withdrew from Li Tian Palace and directly joined the Purple Qi Villa." Jin Wu smacked her lips and said, "She is a princess. Of course, the Purple Qi Villa is extremely welcome, and she also handed her over to an elder with good strength to be a closed disciple. It seems that she has been doing well during this period."

"Purple Qi Villa-Purple Qi Villa."

Bai Yang chewed the name of this sect and suddenly remembered that Bai Hanyou was also a disciple of Ziqi Villa. However, before he left the Bai family, he had heard that his grandfather Bai Bushi had imprisoned Bai Hanyou in a prison and could not have appeared in this competition.

"Purple Qi Villa, Ning Xi, I asked for advice."

Ning Xi looked at the Xuanjian Sect's disciples on the stage, and a look of disgust flashed in her eyes, because she still remembered that the young man who brought her the greatest shame was a disciple of the Xuanjian Sect. Although she felt that with the strength and talent of that guy, it was absolutely impossible for him to be qualified to participate in this Sanlu martial arts competition, seeing the Xuanjian Sect's disciples reminded her of the insults she received when she was in the Bai family, and her anger arose in her heart, thinking of teaching these so-called untoldiers a lesson.

But just as she finished speaking, a young man in a cloak walked out of the Xuanjian Sect on the opposite side. He was tall and straight, and walked onto the Bluestone Battle Stage step by step, as if it was a careless game.

"Without covering your face, do you have no face to see people?" Ning Xi frowned and looked at the other party and said coldly.

Bai Yang smiled in his heart, took off the cloak from his head, looked at Ning Xi with a smile, and said, "I'm just not ready to meet an old acquaintance."

Seeing this familiar and hateful face, Ning Xi was stunned for a moment.

The same person who was stunned as her was Xia Yue in the stands.

"How could it be him?"

Xia Yue had already inquired before coming, and Bai Yang did not seem to have participated in this Sanlu Martial Arts, so he would never be able to appear here!

But Xia Yue didn't know that the Xuanjian Sect's confidentiality work was done quite well, and with the help of Zhuge Wenrou, she hid Bai Yang's traces very well, so she did not hear any news about Bai Yang after her inquiry.

But now seeing Bai Yang, Xia Yue felt mixed emotions and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Yuan Buyi, who was sitting next to her, felt that she was in a bad mood and couldn't help but ask, "Why, this kid has a good relationship with you?"

The playfulness in his tone was almost completely covered up.

Xia Yue glanced at him and said coldly: "It has nothing to do with you."

"You are my fiancée now, and this is something you promised in person, but you showed this expression to a boy I don't know. Do you think this matter has nothing to do with me?" Yuan Buyi rubbed his palm, then showed a calm smile and said, "But don't worry, I won't do anything to this kid. I am a very reasonable person. I will tell him that you are my fiancée now, and no one is qualified to take you away."
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