Hearing Dongfang Ling's words, Nie Ting stopped and looked at Han Feng with a fierce look on his face, but Han Feng didn't even look at him and walked directly into the crowd with Han Qing in his arms.
"Senior Brother Han Qing..."
A bunch of Han family disciples took Han Qing from Han Feng's hands. Han Qing was very seriously injured at this time, but he still raised his head with difficulty and looked at Han Feng and said: "Han Feng, you must be careful to guard against that Nie Ting. I
I have a feeling that he is more powerful than Dongfang Xue, cough cough...〃
Han Feng had long known that Nie Ting was not simple. After the palm exchange just now, he was more sure of his thoughts. After a fight, it seemed that Han Feng had the upper hand, but in fact, it was not the case. Nie Ting despised Han Feng because he was too contemptuous.
, so no real power was used to cause Luo Feng.
"Han Qing, don't worry! I will never let that Nie Ting go."
After saying that, Han Feng returned to the No. 3 competition arena with a cold face. What he did when he met Nie Ting and Nie Jin today made him angry. The Nie Ting who just now was already determined to win, but he still wanted to attack.
Han Qing obviously wants to destroy Han Qing's cultivation. He is really vicious. Although Han Feng has known Han Qing and the others for a short time, they have a very good relationship. Han Feng also regards them as friends. When friends are in trouble, how can Han Feng
Indifferent?
——
On the viewing platform, Han Tianxiong looked at Nie Qian coldly and said, "Nie Qian, you are really capable, but are your disciples going too far?"
He was also angry in his heart. If Han Feng hadn't rescued him in time, Han Qing would probably be a useless person now. Although accidental injuries often occur in competitions, this was obviously a deliberate attempt to destroy Han Qing. Can Han Tianxiong not be angry?
"Hey, accidental injuries happen. Brother Tianxiong, don't be angry. I will teach Nie Ting a lesson when I get back." Nie Qian said with a smile.
"Hmph!" Han Tianxiong snorted coldly, stopped talking, and turned to look at the competition platform.
Nie Qian's eyes flashed with cold light, "If you can be proud for a while longer, Tianwu City will soon be in my possession."
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"The third match on Arena No. 3, Han Feng versus Nie Jin, please come on stage quickly!"
A loud voice sounded in the third venue, and many spectators came to hear it. It turned out that two unknown disciples shined brilliantly on the competition stage today, which was still fresh in the memory of many spectators and disciples.
, Nie Jin's weird martial arts and powerful strength, Han Feng's domineering strength and weird footwork all attracted everyone.
"Have we started? Hehe... Han Feng, right? I will let you know the true strength of this young master! A small family is a small family." Nie Jin stood up, slowly walked out of the crowd and jumped onto the competition stage, still
It's that arrogant look, a look that doesn't take everyone seriously.
"Han Ye, watch me avenge you!"
Han Feng's eyes flashed with cold light, and his body moved, like a gust of wind, he instantly appeared on the competition stage and stood opposite Nie Jin.
Before the two of them started competing, the atmosphere in the competition arena was extremely tense. Neither Han Feng nor Nie Jin were prepared to let the other side stand down.
"You're not bad. You were able to exchange palms with Nie Ting without falling behind, even though he didn't use any force at all, haha..." Nie Jin laughed contemptuously.
"So what, I'm still more than enough to deal with you." Han Feng said.
After a moment of silence, the two stopped talking nonsense. Han Feng took out the Star Sword and stabbed Nie Jin quickly. Nie Jin also took out the black knife to resist.
"Clang!"
Sparks flew everywhere, and the two mysterious weapons collided fiercely. Han Feng suppressed Nie Jin with his absolute strength advantage. Nie Jin became more and more frightened as he fought. Han Feng's abnormal strength left him unable to fight back.
"Why is this guy so strong? No, if I keep going like this I will lose sooner or later."
Nie Jin stopped fighting with Han Feng and wanted to get away to avoid close combat.
"Want to run? Haha..."
How could Han Feng let his opponent escape so easily? Whether it was cultivation, strength or speed, Han Feng could definitely suppress Nie Jin, but Han Feng just wanted to play with him and let him know what an insult was!
Nie Jin tried to distance himself from Han Feng several times, but Han Feng was like candy, clinging to him.
"I'll fight!" Han Feng stabbed Nie Jin in the chest with his sword.
"Damn it, I can't run away from him at all. How could this happen?" Nie Jin was in a very embarrassed state at this time, and Han Feng was playing around like a monkey.
Seeing Han Feng stabbing him with a sword, Nie Jin quickly blocked it with his sword.
"I block!"
"Clang!"
Nie Jin was knocked back several steps before he regained his footing. Han Feng raised his sword and continued to attack. With a swing of his sword, a sword light shot out. Han Feng followed closely behind the sword light and charged.
"You forced me!"
Looking at Han Feng who rushed over again, Nie Jin had a crazy expression and a fierce look in his eyes. He was obviously driven to panic by Han Feng.
His face instantly turned purple, a black aura came out of his body, and the energy in his body more than doubled.
"Yeah...I'll cut it!"
A huge black knife shadow several feet long appeared behind him, and the black knife in his hand slashed angrily at Han Feng.
"Well? Secret method!"
Han Feng's expression changed slightly. Nie Jin's move actually made even him, a Xuan Realm warrior, feel dangerous.
However, Han Feng did not panic. He immediately used the wind and snow swordsmanship that he had just learned. With Han Feng's martial arts, the temperature of the air suddenly dropped by dozens of degrees, and strong winds began to blow throughout the competition arena. In June,
It actually started to snow heavily.
"Wow, so beautiful!"
Some people couldn't help but exclaimed when they saw this scene, and some even wanted to reach out and catch the beautiful snowflakes.
"Stop! You don't want your life."
An older man pulled back the young man who stretched out his hand. Just when the young man was wondering, something terrible happened. The place where the snowflakes fell appeared as if it had been pierced by a sharp sword.
One by one, there are hideous cracks.
This scene made other people who wanted to reach out to catch the snowflakes turn pale with fright. Everyone looked at Han Feng on the competition stage with shock, their eyes full of fear and horror. Only now did they know
, this inconspicuous young man has such terrifying strength.
Han Feng looked at the huge sword shadow that hit him immediately, his eyes flashed with coldness, and the Star Sword thrust forward, and all the surrounding snowflakes and strong wind rushed towards Nie Jin.
"咻咻咻咻～"
The snowflakes kept attacking the black sword like a sharp sword. Every time it was hit by a snowflake, the light of the black sword dimmed a little.
"What kind of martial arts is this? Fight!"
Nie Jin's Yuan Power suddenly increased sharply, and the huge black knife that had been dimmed by the wind and snow surged in momentum again, ignoring the wind and snow's attack, and slashed straight at Han Feng.
After Nie Jin made this move, his face turned pale and blood spurted from his mouth, but he laughed wildly, "Let's see if you die!"
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