"Brother, don't hurt him." At this time, Xuanyuan Little Demon didn't forget to remind his brother not to hurt this heartless man. Coupled with his pitiful appearance, it instantly won everyone's favor. Seeing how kind-hearted he is, everyone
At this point, he was still so protective of Wen Feng, and at the same time his contempt for Wen Feng had reached its peak.
It was only then that Wen Feng realized that this girl wanted to make a fool of himself. As for Xuanyuan Fengliu, the purpose was even simpler, to have a good fight with him. This was something that Xuanyuan Fengliu had been thinking about since the beginning of the Evergreen Kingdom.
Just not
Guo Wenfeng never agreed. He didn't want to fight Xuanyuan Fengliu when both he and Xuanyuan Fengliu were exposed, because he didn't want to meet each other's enemies again after fighting Xuanyuan Fengliu, because neither of them wanted to lose.
other side.
"Dirty, I've wanted to give you a slap in the face for a long time, but today you came to the door yourself." At this time, Wen Feng also burst out with unprecedented fighting spirit. He knew that this might be an opportunity for him to break through. On both sides,
They won't kill their opponents, but they will definitely try their best.
Seeing that Wen Feng dared to treat his uncle like this, even Hu Zuofei and others who had always regarded Wen Feng as a god felt that Wen Feng had gone too far. They did not expect that Wen Feng, who had always been absolutely loyal to his brother, would be like this
Regarding my wife, no wonder I have never dared to marry her. It turns out that I am afraid that my true colors will be exposed. It seems that I need to give my sister some good advice.
"Fuck, how many times have you told me not to call me obscene? My name is Xuanyuan Fengliu, the charming Fengliu. Stop talking nonsense and let's start the fight." When Xuanyuan Fengliu heard Wen Feng call him obscene again, he also knew that he didn't have the brains and scheming of his sister.
, so he rushed towards Wen Feng with a simple instinct. The long sword in his hand pointed directly at Wen Feng's neck without mercy, and it was a killing move.
Xuanyuan Fengliu's speed is very fast. As soon as he takes action, he knows that Xuanyuan Fengliu has definitely reached the middle level of the War Emperor, and he is definitely not an ordinary mid-level War Emperor. You must know that even the middle level of the War Emperor is very different.
The mid-level War Emperor Wen Feng encountered before could easily win one against one. Even if it was one against two, he could still deal with it calmly. At least he could
Escape easily, then the only thing he can do to face Xuanyuan Fengliu is to turn around and run away without hesitation. Regardless of Xuanyuan Fengliu's moves, in terms of momentum, all the masters he has seen so far have only
Juehu War Emperor Dugujue can be compared. Wen Feng sighed in his heart, fortunately it was not a life and death conflict, he did not expect this guy to be so terrifying.
Now that his opponent has made his move, Wen Feng will never retreat in the spirit of wielding his sword, even if it means life and death.
Wen Feng moved his left foot slightly back half a step, and the dragon blade appeared in his hand instantly. He just held the dragon blade backwards, raised his right hand and swung violently. The target was also Xuanyuan Fengliu's neck, but his speed was not as fast as Xuanyuan Fengliu's.
At the same time, he lifted his right leg up and pointed his knee directly at Xuanyuan Fengliu's lower body, which was also extremely fast.
Xuanyuan Fengliu didn't expect Wen Feng to be so insidious. The speed of his attacks was still slightly higher than his own. He quickly struck Wen Feng's knees with his left hand and quickly attacked his lower body. However, he was very smart. He used his palms instead of fists.
I don’t want to hit the hardest knee of someone else’s body with my fist, let alone Wen Feng, whose cultivation level is as good as mine.[
It turns out that after reaching the War Emperor level, the fighting spirit inspired has no color. This is different from the fact that the War General is silver, the War King is gold, and the War Emperor is yellow. However, in the eyes of ordinary people, when cultivators
After reaching the level of warrior emperor, you will find that the warrior spirit of warrior emperor level can also be traced.
, after the War Emperor level cultivation activates the fighting spirit, there will be a layer of light smoke, which is the condensed particles of fighting spirit released from the body. It is very light, even the top mid-level Xuanyuan Fengliu of the War Emperor is the same, and Zhan
Even if a high-ranking emperor releases all his fighting spirit, not even the slightest fighting spirit will escape from his body.
The first move of both of them was just a test, neither of them used any combat skills. Both of them knew that after a certain level of combat skills competition, the previous battle was the highlight, because even if the warrior emperor's cultivation level was fully exerting his combat energy,
Only three moves can be made, and after three moves, the opponent cannot be knocked down, so he can only be slaughtered. This is also the reason why no one dares to use combat skills easily in ordinary battles, but in a real showdown, the outcome is
It is the final battle skills competition.
Then with the power coming from his left hand, Xuanyuan Fengliu retreated in embarrassment. At the beginning of the trial, Wen Feng stood slightly on the upper hand. Xuanyuan Fengliu retreated ten meters before he stabilized his figure and looked at Wen Feng in surprise.
Not only was Xuanyuan Fengliu surprised by this result, but Jingxiu and Qingqi on the side also rubbed their eyes vigorously, wondering if they had seen it wrong. Even the face of the old man on the side fluctuated for the first time. He secretly sighed in his heart, no wonder the young master and
The young lady has always spoken highly of Wen Feng. He is by no means a creature in the pool. You must know that Xuanyuan Fengliu's cultivation level is not as good as his own. Even in his own circle, the young master's cultivation level is unique.
of.
"Madman, you are a good boy." Staring at Wen Feng, although he was talking, he was secretly stimulating fighting spirit to increase his speed.
Xuanyuan Fengliu's behavior is understandable, even in the middle of a competition, because the beginning of a competition is the beginning of a battle of wits and courage between the two sides.
"Really?" Wen Feng was noncommittal. He did not use his fighting spirit, but used his power to operate his internal strength. The reason for his doing this was very simple. The other party also had an old man who did not know how to cultivate and was watching him at all times. He wanted to use Xuanyuan
Feng Liu breaks through the pressure he puts on himself, whether it is internal strength or fighting spirit.
This time it was Wen Feng who made the first move, and his timing was shameful and accurate. At the moment when Xuanyuan Fengliu's fighting spirit was stimulated to its peak, when Xuanyuan Fengliu had activated his fighting spirit and was about to attack, Wen Feng
The dragon blade in Feng's hand disappeared during the attack. I didn't expect that the space ring could be used like this in battle. However, this approach is very smart and can be said to make full use of resources. However, for those who do not have a space ring,
It's a shame to say it.
I don't know which hand Wen Feng's dragon blade will suddenly pop out from, and the shape of the dragon blade is also very strange, but how about Xuanyuan Fengliu, who is familiar with the structure of the human body?
If he was stabbed into his body, Xuanyuan Fengliu believed that he would lose the ability to resist in less than ten seconds. The only thing he could do now was to retreat, learn how to use it, and put the long sword in his hand into the space ring.
Seeing Xuanyuan Fengliu's movements, Wen Feng raised the corners of his mouth slightly. He was still three meters away from Xuanyuan Fengliu. He half-clasped his hands, with his right hand on top and his left hand on the bottom, as if he was holding a stick, and his speed continued unabated.
, and then swung it down violently. Midway, a strange broadsword appeared in Wen Feng's hands and swung it down violently.
What appeared in Wen Feng's hand was the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, and the move he used was the most powerful move in the Qinglong Yanyue Sword technique, Mighty Thunder.
When Wen Feng raised the corner of his mouth, Xuanyuan Fengliu secretly raised his guard. This expression was very familiar to Xuanyuan Fengliu. This was the expression Wen Feng would show every time he wanted to deal with his sister.
Xuanyuan Fengliu even thought that two dragon blades would appear in Wen Feng's hands, but he never expected that such a big thing would appear in Wen Feng's hands, and the workmanship was very fine, and it was very easy to use.
The trend.
Seeing the powerful sword, Xuanyuan Fengliu didn't dare to take it hard, but it was still too late to retreat now, so he had no choice but to hide to the left. However, what Wen Feng wanted was this result. He raised the corners of his mouth again, but he could
Xuanyuan Fengliu was frightened, and the secret channel fell into another trap.
Xuanyuan Fengliu had a good idea. Wen Feng's next moves were the dragon stirring up the waves, then the coiling dragon spitting out letters, and the last move of Overlord Raising the Flag, forcing Xuanyuan Fengliu five meters away.[
"What about the real start? No one can use the space ring?" After standing still, Wen Feng put away the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, took out the Dragon Blade again, and said very irritatingly.
After hearing Wen Feng's words, not to mention Xuanyuan Fengliu, even Hu Zuofei and others had the urge to fall to the ground. This is too shameful, why didn't I see it before?
Okay, you are so happy, but I need to get excited. It's like a young lady receiving a customer with premature ejaculation. After a few moments, he shuddered, but my aunt's fire was just aroused.
Xuanyuan Fengliu resisted the urge to vomit blood. The long sword that had appeared in his hand fell to the ground with a clang. His right index finger pointed at Wen Feng with trembling. He really didn't know what to say about Wen Feng now, but he has his own sister.
That pot of old soup was at the bottom, otherwise Wen Feng would directly faint without having to compete again.
Seeing her brother's angry look, Xuanyuan Little Demon returned to being the most enchanting little witch. With a frivolous mouth, she twisted her slim and graspable waist, walked to her brother, and said lightly: "Brother, his cultivation is
Under you, he wants to provoke you and take advantage of you to win."
She suddenly transformed from an abandoned harem into a voluptuous woman whose intelligence is close to that of a demon. This contrast made Nangong Xue and others who didn't know Xuanyuan Xiaoyao look dumbfounded, but they also breathed a deep sigh of relief.
, let me just say, how can the eldest brother be the kind of person who is worse than a beast? Everyone is wise after the fact.
Hearing his sister's words, Xuanyuan Fengliu was secretly shocked. Fortunately, he had his sister's reminder, otherwise he would not have noticed that Wen Feng was so shameless or smart. However, in order not to suffer from Wen Feng's endless insidious moves, Xuanyuan Fengliu
Still agreed to Wen Feng's request.
Knowing that he couldn't hide it from Xuanyuan girl, Wen Feng simply took out all the hidden weapons on his body. The ecstasy dart, the lancet, the jade phoenix needle, the innuendo, and the rainstorm pear blossom needle were taken out from all parts of his body one by one.
, many of them emit a faint blue light. People with a little common sense will know that these things are highly poisonous.
It wasn't until they took out the last hidden weapon on their bodies, Lei Zhenzi, that everyone heaved a sigh of relief. How many hidden weapons did this guy have? Xuanyuan Fengliu was secretly shocked. Fortunately, he agreed to Wen Feng's conditions, otherwise he would have been in the competition.
In the process of fighting, if these hidden weapons are suddenly released, even if you have passed these hidden weapons, you will be forced to panic.
"It's starting, you have to be careful." Xuanyuan Fengliu was the first to attack. He wanted to strike first. The long sword in his hand was still pointed directly at Wen Feng's neck. It was exactly the same as the previous move, but before launching the attack, he still
Xiang Wenfeng shook the dagger in his left hand.
"It's meaningless to use the same moves on masters." Wen Feng looked at Xuanyuan Feng Liu shamefully using the same moves, holding a dagger in his left hand, and Wen Feng smiled contemptuously.
Will Wen Feng be defeated by the same move? Of course not. Wen Feng fell straight down and lay flat on the ground. He used a completely different move from the previous one.
Xuanyuan Fengliu, who was originally planning to hit Wen Feng's knees, laughed secretly in his heart when he saw Wen Feng's move. After lying down, no matter how high your cultivation level is, your movements will be greatly reduced. The long sword in his hand slashed downwards without hesitation.
, is completely Lai's style of fighting, and what's even more shameful is that if Wen Feng doesn't move, the tip of the sword will hit Wen Feng's treasure.
Knowing Xuanyuan Fengliu's moves from the beginning, Wen Feng naturally had a back-up move. Seeing that the long sword in Xuanyuan Fengliu's hand was about to stab him, Wen Feng used all his inner strength to slap the ground with his right hand and spin his body.
Flying up
, the direction is exactly the right side of Xuanyuan Fengliu, a series of eighteen mandarin duck kicks, directly to the right side of Xuanyuan Fengliu, and at this time, Xuanyuan Fengliu's right hand that slashed out the long sword has no time to retract, and there is no way to block the ten kicks kicked by Wen Feng.
Eight legs.
It is not that there are no fists and kicks in Panlong Continent, but most of them are still at the level of small gangsters. Even if Xuanyuan Fengliu had the chance to take back the long sword, he would not be able to take all of Wen Feng's serial mandarin duck kicks with the long sword in his hand.