Chapter 115: Shocking Sword

Eldest brother, Chu Tian walked off the high platform in full view and sat down to one side.

The actions of the two made the dean and all the masters frown slightly. Could it be that the Yuanyuan only sent three people to fight?

Xingyuan said: "Yiqing, is your disciple unwilling to fight?"

Master Yiqing walked back to his seat, Shi Shiran sat down, and said calmly: "It's not that I don't want to, but it's unnecessary. You send five people, and we send three people. Three wins out of five rounds."

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar in the audience.

Xingyuan said coldly: "Arrogance."

Hua Yu, Tian Buqing and the others also had dark faces. The Yuanyuan dared to despise them so much, they really went into the latrine with a lantern, looking for death.

Below, all the students of Yin Yang Academy also shouted loudly

"The rubbish of the Yuanyuan, you are planning to lose all three games."

"Hmph, just send three people out of fear of embarrassment, and treat us as blind, can't we see your guilty conscience?"

"Senior Brother Leng Han, Brother Huayu, come on, kill this bunch of rubbish from the Yuanyuan."

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All the students of Yin Yang Academy were filled with righteous indignation, and they wanted to go on stage to gang up on Lu Fan and others.

Han Feng looked at them with a smile, and said: "A bunch of idiots, they will shut up later. Junior brother Lu Fan, senior brother Chu Xing, let me play the first game. His ancestor, Banban, can finally use it Earth-level martial arts, I want to have a good time first. Don't block me."

Han Feng walked out with big strides as he spoke.

Lu Fan and Chu Xing looked at each other and smiled, okay, let Han Feng come to the first game.

It seems that he has been holding back for a long time, and he is about to go wrong. Let him have a good time, and by the way, let all the people in Yin Yang Yuan stop for a while, it's a bit noisy to shout like that.

Han Feng took out his Clear Water Changtian Sword, and with a sweep of the long sword, a solid force cut through the bluestone on the ground.

"Who is going to play with my uncle?"

The expression on his face was arrogant, disdainful, and contemptuous. Han Feng wished he could point his nostrils at Xingyuan and the others.

Huayu couldn't help but stepped forward and said, "I'm coming. Don't stop me."

Master Xingyuan nodded, Huayu's strength is not bad, and with the cultivation base of the peak of Neigang, it is definitely not a problem to kill this foul-mouthed guy.

The strength of the body was released, and a long knife was condensed in Huayu's hand.

Concentrating strength into a soldier, even if it is not the cultivation base of the Outer Gang Realm, it is not far behind.

The long white knife pointed at Han Feng's face, and said in a flowery language: "Boy, if you don't break a few of your bones today, it won't be over."

Han Feng laughed, the laughter was harsh and unpleasant. It made Huayu's complexion darker.

The Clear Water Changtian Sword was thrust into the ground by him.

With one hand on his hip, Han Feng pointed to the nose of the words and said: "Come on, let me see your strength. Today, as long as you can touch me, you will win!"

Huayu was completely enraged, her foot stomped heavily on the ground, the gravel flew, and her whole body shot towards Han Feng like an arrow from the string.

"Die, Zhanfeng Dao!"

The long knife comes out, and the wind blows. It made Han Feng's hair flutter.

"What a strong wind!"

Han Feng was still standing there, motionless. All the students of the Yin Yang Academy below had their eyes wide open and smiles on the corners of their mouths.

This idiot dared to take Brother Huayu's saber technique by force, he was dead!

A blade of wind condensed on Huayu's knife, and the long knife came to Han Feng's body, and when it was only two steps away from Han Feng, the wind of the knife stopped suddenly.

Huayu's eyes widened. For some reason, he only felt his knife slashing against an invisible air current.

Han Feng's own eyes suddenly turned golden, and the sound of dragon roars sounded all around.

Senior brother Han Feng released his strength, and behind him slowly condensed into the appearance of a five-clawed golden dragon.

Although the golden dragon is light, it looks blurry. But Longwei's spirit is quite impressive.

"Longyang body training art!"

Lu Fan remembered. When he was in the cultivation tower, he helped senior brother Han Feng get a book of high-level spiritual martial arts. Now Senior Brother Han Feng is using that martial arts book.

Have to say, it looks awesome.

"Body Protection Dragon Gang!"

Han Feng shouted softly, Huayu only felt a strong force pushing him away.

Taking three steps back, Huayu's face changed dramatically.

Damn, this guy's strength is not weaker than him at all!

The strength that Han Feng developed also rushed to the peak of inner strength.

Lu Fan smiled slightly, it's only been a few months, Senior Brother Han Feng has made great progress!

The elder brother said from the side: "The effect of the special training has come out, although Han Feng is a bit lazy, the effect is still good.

Chu Tian said, "Well, we can train him more in the future. His potential is not small."

Master Daoguang next to him nodded slightly, and the three of them laughed at the same time.

If Han Feng knew that his performance just now had won him another special training in the future, he didn't know whether he would cry or laugh.

But now, Han Feng is in a state of excitement.

Flipping his palm, the Clear Water Changtian Sword suddenly flew up and began to circle above his head.

Using Qi to control the sword in this move can tell his level.

Master Xingyuan's complexion changed wildly, could it be that trick?

Impossible, there is actually a disciple in the Yuanyuan who can practice that move? That's an earth-level martial skill!

"Seize the sky, destroy the earth, and slash the gods and demons!"

Han Feng pointed out with one hand, and the Clear Water Changtian Sword disappeared instantly.

The next moment, a roar suddenly sounded, and countless sword qi enveloped the entire high platform.

Everyone's sight was covered, only countless terrifying sword lights could be seen.

All the students watching below were forced to step back again and again. In the terrifying sword light, only Han Feng's solemn expression and chic posture could be seen.

When the sword energy comes out, the world will be destroyed.

In the end, all the sword lights actually exploded.

In the light of the sword, Hua Yu flew upside down and fell from the high platform.

It doesn't matter how many martial arts he has, as well as the cultivation base of the peak of Neigang. Under Han Feng's move, he looked so fragile.

For a moment, even the elite disciples of other students were terrified.

Even if they are, they don't know if they can survive this move intact.

Yan Qing was dumbfounded, and murmured: "Is this a student from the Yuanyuan?"

He couldn't believe why the Yuanyuan had such terrible martial arts. Even he felt threatened.

The sword energy slowly disappeared, and the Clear Water Changtian Sword returned to Han Feng's hands.

"Cool, it's been a long time since I played so well!"

Han Feng wiped his hair, the head can be broken, the blood can flow, and the hairstyle can't be messed up.

This move is probably able to hook up with many female students.

Scanning the audience, he found that all the female students were looking at him in horror, but no one showed admiration.

Alas, it seems that something is still not working.

Han Feng thought about it, guessed that the posture was not handsome enough, so he went back and studied it.

Huayu spewed blood, and her whole body was covered with horrific sword wounds.

Several instructors hurried forward to treat Huayu's injury, and when they looked at Han Feng again, their expressions had completely changed.