Chapter 139: The song is over

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The tune is getting higher and higher, and at the back, the tune is fast enough to make people feel the rhythm of vomiting blood.
Han Feng's complexion was red and white. Obviously, he was also very uncomfortable. The gangs on his body were twisting with the sound wave.
Han Feng looked like he was constipated, his expression was painful, he wanted to move but couldn't move.
The song stopped suddenly, and at the highest moment, it stopped abruptly.
Lu Fan frowned slightly, and he felt a little uncomfortable.
Many of the students present at the Mingxin Academy had blood on the corners of their lips. This is the point of Sonic martial arts. It covers a wide range, and the students in the whole Zhengxin Hall have been affected.
Han Feng leaned forward suddenly, as if he wanted to spit it out.
And at this time, the flute sounded again.
Three strange ripples, with the sound, Ru Ruo Lang Tao hit Han Feng on the body.
Han Feng's body was shattered, and he was about to stand unsteady.
However, Han Feng showed an impetuous momentum at the moment, his body burst into a rag, and he was self-destructive. He just let him stand firm.
The three waves that struck him were broken by him and wiped out.
The body shook a while, and Han Feng's clothes burst into pieces, revealing his strong upper body.
After all, it is necessary for a martial arts practitioner to have a well-proportioned figure and muscular build. A trace of blood oozed from the pores of Han Feng's body.
Lu Fan couldn't help but worry a little.
This self-explosive approach will definitely hurt the internal organs.
For warriors, trauma is not terrible. In particular, many wounds that hurt the limbs and look vaguely flesh and blood. In fact, just apply some medicinal materials, or take a panacea, and it will be just two days.
If you are afraid, you will be afraid of internal injuries. Once you are injured, you will be in great trouble. It is not impossible for the whole person to be destroyed.
Man Yan was frightened by Han Feng's movements, and the music stopped suddenly.
Covering her mouth with one hand, she looked at Han Feng.
Looking up, Han Feng smiled evilly: "Is it finished? It seems that I won."
Man Yan nibbled at Yuya and said: "In fact, there is the last paragraph. It's just you ..."
Han Feng opened his mouth and said, "There is one last passage! Come on, come on, you will finish listening to the music. What is it like before you leave!"
Man Yan couldn't make up her mind. She seemed to be afraid that the last paragraph would be finished before Han Feng would die in front of her.
Turning his head, Man Yan glanced at Worryless Master. But he found that Master Wuyou's face was extremely calm.
Man Yan set his mind and turned the jade flute to his mouth again.
The flute sounded, the sound was tumbling, and if the voice murmured in the ear, it turned into an iron horse.
Unpredictable, yet surprisingly pleasant.
In the faint dream, the years flow like water. A song chasing the soul, there is not much worry.
Lu Fan has been attracted, this is the dream chase soul song.
Humorous, broken-hearted, energetic, really powerful martial arts, at least above ground level.
Lu Fan relied on Promise to refine his mind and stabilize his mind, so as to ensure that he would not be disturbed by Yumeng Soul.
But Han Feng seemed to be trapped, his eyes empty, looking straight at Man Yan, and he wished that his saliva would leave him three thousand feet.
Seeing this, Man Yan knew he had won. The opponent is completely under control, and she only needs a strong tone to knock it down.
The dynamism in Man Yan's body slowly converged. She had already begun to close her hands, and it was always bad to kill people.
But at this moment, Han Feng ghost sent a word.
"Sister Manyan, I like you. Give me a baby."
At once, the audience was shocked. Lu Fan and others even opened their mouths as if they had stuffed an apple.
"Han Feng, are you crazy?"
Chu Xing was the first to call out.
The master laughed aloud, and the laughter seemed to sound like he was about to let go of the next moment.
The other students at Mingxin College even exploded. Especially the few male students who stood up directly half. Pointed to Han Feng, said: "Deng Tu prodigal son, looking for death?"
A large number of female students opened their mouths in amazement. How could Han Feng in this Yuanyuan School be so open-mouthed that Sister Manyan was getting angry.
Sure enough, in a flash, Man Yan blushed.
The whole face is as if roasted, and the red one wants to smoke.
"shameless!"
The dynamism on Man Yan's body suddenly soared by 30% at this moment, and his anger caused Man Yan to explode more than usual.
Qu Sheng suddenly became a killing, this is the most terrifying killing trick of the dream dream chasing soul song, and the ghosts bite the heart!
There was a tone, the floor underneath, the gangster on his body exploded.
The terrible ripple directly enveloped Han Feng with light.
Han Feng didn't recover until the ripples came, and he was shocked for a moment.
Boom!
A continuous explosion sounded on Han Feng.
Han Feng spurted blood like a rainbow and fell forward. At the critical moment, I grasped the Bishui Changtianjian and didn't let myself really fall to the ground.
Man Yan looked at Han Feng proudly with anger in his eyes. Lu Fan, Chu Xing, and Chu Tian were relieved to see that Han Feng could still hold the Bishui Changtian Sword tightly.
"Only without death!"
Lu Fan nodded.
Chu Xingdao: "This injury is nothing to Brother Han Feng, it's not a problem, it's not a problem."
Chu Tiandao said: "The trouble he owes has finally paid the price. Looking really cool, are you sure you really finished the dried meat?"
The master has closed his eyes and nourished himself, and this victory has been divided.
Master Qing and Master Daoguang watched calmly without moving their eyelids from beginning to end.
The worry-free Master beside him was shocked when he saw that Man Yan was angry, and he was ready to stop Man Yan. Seeing that Han Feng was injured all over now, he was a little unbearable.
Turning his head to look at Yiqing and Daoguang, he found that the two masters were very calm and calm, as if they were seriously injured below, not the students of their Yuanyuan.
Wuxi couldn't help but say: "Once you are clear, Daoguang, don't you take your students back to heal? I think he was badly hurt. Moreover, the outcome has been divided."
Yi Qing smiled and said: "The injury is very serious? That is for others, for Han Feng, this injury can only be regarded as daily practice."
Master Wuwu was prepared to yell at the clear cold eyes when he heard the words.
But when I thought about it, I thought about it without worries, and said softly: "Han Feng? You mean, he belongs to the Han family ..."
Master Qing Qing nodded with a smile.
Master Wuwu has a weird look, looking at Han Feng's eyes. It turned out to be the kid of the Han family.
That injury is really nothing. The pervert of that family is said to be born again from dripping blood.
Man Yan looked at Han Feng coldly: "You lost."
Han Feng raised his head, looked at Man Yan with a face, and grinned: "I lost, and it fell to the ground. Isn't it that I haven't fallen yet? Look, I can stand up."
With that, Han Feng slowly got up.
He actually stood up.
Standing up again, Han Feng looked at Man Yan and said: "It's over, you lose."