All the disciples of the Xueying Sect ran to Xiao Qian and hurriedly helped him up.
Xiao Qian wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth and looked at Xuan Yun on the trial stage, his face couldn't help but feel a little dim.
"I didn't expect that even Xiao Qian lost, he is worthy of being a disciple of the fourth-grade sect!"
Everyone in the audience was shocked by Xuan Yun's strength. If it was an ordinary competition, they would think that Xuan Yun won normally, because there was some difference between cultivation and realm.
However, he can win against the two masters of the Xueying Sect on the trial stage, and from this, he can see Xuan Yun's own outstanding strength.
Xuan Yun patrolled around for a while, and saw that no one came up to challenge him again, a sneer flashed across the corner of his mouth.
Han Feng, no one stops me this time, is it your turn?
Xuan Yun's eyes became gloomy, and he suddenly turned around and looked at Han Feng from the audience, bowed his hand, and said with a false smile: "I heard that Brother Han Feng is extraordinary for a long time, I wonder if I can come up and give me some advice?"
The voice was not loud, but it happened to be heard by everyone watching everywhere. The entire trial field suddenly became quiet, and everyone followed Xuan Yun's gaze and looked at Han Feng, who was a little surprised.
Han Feng was indeed a little surprised. Obviously he didn't expect Xuan Yun to take the initiative to choose him. However, when he saw the latter's slightly cold eyes, Han Feng had already understood in his heart.
This is obviously directed at me. Haha, can you really treat me, Han Feng as a soft persimmon?
Han Feng's eyes flashed with cold expressions, and he didn't say much. When his body moved, he was about to go to the trial stage.
He was about to go up, but he was first given by Xuan Yun. The latter took the initiative to choose Han Feng. Of course, he would not retreat. Not to mention his cultivation, Han Feng was still quite confident in his melee ability.
"Han Feng, don't go, he's just a boring guy." Xiaoyun grabbed Han Feng and didn't want him to go up and fight Xuan Yun.
The other girls of the An Yuan Sect nodded, signaling Han Feng to ignore Xuan Yun's challenge.
Xiaoyun and the others have always admired Han Feng and knew that he was strong, but they didn't know that Han Feng was best at melee combat, so they didn't want Han Feng to compete with Xuan Yun.
"Don't worry, although I, Han Feng, are not a genius with high cultivation and talent, but I am not a timid person. Even if I lose, I can only blame me for being inferior to others." Han Feng looked straight at Xiao Yun
, said firmly.
Xiaoyun was stunned by Han Feng's words, and finally she could only sigh and let Han Feng go. She knew that although Han Feng was usually low-key and gentle, she had a pride that was tougher than anyone else, which made him retreat?
impossible!
Others looked at this scene without understanding, and their faces were as weird as they were. When they looked at Han Feng and Xiao Yun, they were both ambiguous and unclear.
Walking onto the trial stage, Han Feng looked at Xuan Yun with a faint smile, wondering why the other party was causing trouble for him like this.
"Come on Han Feng! Come on Han Feng!" A girl's cheer came from the audience. When everyone saw that it was the girl of the An Yuan Sect.
"What's the situation?"
Everyone was stunned. Xuan Yun was from the Yunyuan Sect, but the female disciples of the Yunyuan Sect cheered Han Feng, which made everyone feel a little ridiculous.
The disciples of Yunyue Sect were envious of Han Feng on the trial stage, thinking in their hearts, "Senior Brother Han Feng is amazing, not having a deep cultivation level, and he is so popular with girls.
Ah, it's worth losing!〃
On the other hand, the other person on the trial stage looked not very good. Xuan Yun was so jealous that he looked at Han Feng with a sneer, "Brother Han Feng, your relationship with my senior sisters and sisters."
It's really good!〃
Han Feng was a little embarrassed and didn't want to get entangled in this topic. He immediately said, "Brother Xuan Yun, please!"
"Hmph, come on!"
Both of them were ready to take action at any time, and people from various sects below also started to discuss.
"Who is Han Feng? I haven't heard of it before."
"It seems that he is a disciple of Yunyue Sect in Yunlan Country. He is the leader of Yunyue Sect's birthday celebration this time. I think his strength should be good!"
"Hehe, I think Han Feng is so stupid. Even Xiao Qian was defeated by Xuan Yun. He thought he could win?"
Listening to the discussions of everyone in the audience, Xuan Yun raised his eyebrows proudly at Han Feng, and the latter shrugged indifferently.
Han Feng's face turned right, he pulled out the Yunlong Sword and had to accumulate energy, and was waiting for Xuan Yun to take action.
Xuan Yun didn't take Han Feng seriously at all. Although he heard Xiaoyun say that Han Feng could fight the martial artist in the later stage, he did not see it with his own eyes, so he didn't believe it very much.
"The sword technique of Lianshui is endless!" Xuan Yun held the long sword in his hand, and sword shadows flashed everywhere around him and swept towards Han Feng.
"Good come!" Han Feng laughed, but his speed was not slow at all, and rushed into the sword shadow like a beast.
"Hunyuan Sword Technique!" When Han Feng used martial arts, the sword light in his hand flashed, and the opponent's sword shadow was easily bounced away as soon as he swept over. Although there was no Yuanli's blessing, Hunyuan Sword Technique was in Han Feng's
The power of the hand is not weak at all.
"Clang clang!~~" The sword shadows collided together. Unexpectedly, Xuan Yun was shocked by Han Feng for more than ten steps before he stabilized his body.
Everyone in the audience looked at this scene in surprise, but they didn't expect that Xuan Yun was at a disadvantage in just one round, but only Pang of the blood prison of Yunyue Sect secretly laughed.
He may be the only person in the sect who has fought with Han Feng in close combat. He is quite aware of Han Feng's almost perverted power. He was beaten up in the last competition. Now, he sees others being defeated, so don't mention it in his heart.
How comfortable.
"How is this possible? His power is stronger than mine?!" Compared to others, Xuan Yun himself was even more shocked. The power he had always been proud of seemed so vulnerable in Han Feng's hands.
"Impossible, I am a martial artist in the body refining flow!" Xuan Yun shouted angrily, waved the sword shadows all over the sky and rushed towards Han Feng again.
Han Feng looked at Xuan Yun, who was fierce, and smiled faintly, but his eyes were staring at the sword shadows carefully. In a moment, he had a subtle movement.
Han Feng finally discovered that although Xuan Yun's swordsmanship was exquisite, it had a huge flaw. If it was activated by using the Yuan power, it might not be visible, but once there was no Yuan power, it would be quite conspicuous.
.
"puff!"
A sword!
Just a sword!!
Han Feng just said something lightly, without any fancy or concealment. The sharp sword shadow shattered in an instant like a broken mirror. Xuan Yun vomited blood and flew back dozens of meters away, his eyes full of incredible shock.
color.
At this moment, even a needle fell to the ground could be clearly heard. Everyone opened their mouths and looked like they were terrified. Even the people from the Yunyuan Sect were very surprised. No one knew Xuan Yun's strength.
But it was clear that Han Feng defeated the enemy with just one sword, which made them unable to bear for a while.
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