Chapter 1522: Fighting

Qin Feng is not on the shelf in the comrades.
After all, he lived in the area of ​​the confidant disciple for a while and saw the hard life of everyone. These people are like the poorest people in the bottom of the Chinese secular world, how much sympathy...
After the battle with the mixed list, Qin Feng has become a popular figure in the mouth of the mixed-age disciples. No one has ever put him in the eye, and now he has become a top five player who can compete for the Dragon.
The second round of the game gradually ended.
There are only 10 disciples left in this round. These ten people have obviously entered the Dragon List, but everyone has to rank high and low, because the ranking affects the cultivation resources reward that each disciple can get next...
The mixed yuan sea took a bamboo tube and walked up to the ring again. Qin Feng and other ten people went to the stage to draw lots.
This year's martial art is more than the most intense moment. It is just a lottery process that makes the hundreds of disciples excited and red-faced.
"Don't pick up the Qin Gongzi."
"If he really got it, let's take it with him..."
The five women had already had an urgent sweat in their hands, and at this time they were discussing countermeasures.
The hundred-year-old disciple’s eyes were round and round, and I wanted to see that Qin Feng had drawn a few signatures, but I couldn’t see it too far.
The draw was quickly over, and Qin Feng randomly scanned the bamboo stick in his hand, and the 10th pick was drawn.
The other nine people also watched their own bamboo stick number and then looked at Qin Feng in unison. Not long ago, everyone was eager to get a group fight with Qin Feng, but nowadays, apart from the hustle and bustle, the other eight people prayed not to be associated with the monster...
Ten people are divided into five groups, and they can compete on the big stage at the same time.
Just as everyone is going to look for an opponent by the bamboo tag, the mixed-know and concealed to the big dragon around him said: "You and the surname Qin took the same number."
Mixed big dragon is scared!
He is not afraid of Qin Feng, but this kind of martial art is not only relying on strength, luck is also very important. If the big dragon fights with Qin Feng, even if it wins, it will consume most of the physical strength, and then he will lose if he fights. The first throne of the dragon list will not be with him.
At this time, the mixed Qiankun continued to say: "I am changing your visa with you. I have to teach the surname Qin."
The big dragon was the second existence of the last Longbang. At that time, he was handed over to the mixed Qiankun and finally lost in the hands of the mixed Qiankun. This year, the biggest enemy in his heart is the mixed-up, which is expected to be raised by this person.
"Do you really?" The big dragon looked at the hustle and bustle with suspicious eyes, and always felt that there was fraud.
I don’t agree with it: "I have a hatred with that kid... He is strong in your eyes, but in my eyes it is just an ant. I can understand the realm of my present."
How mixed the arrogance is, the disciples under him are all ants. The big dragon is suffocating in the heart, but how can he refuse this good thing?
"Okay, I am changing with you."
The two secretly exchanged the bamboo sticks, and the speed was fast, and did not cause any disciples under the audience to notice.
But the four elders sitting opposite each other found it, but did not see who stood up to speak. Qin Feng also saw this scene, and he did not care.
"The following group begins to group the final rankings..."
After the mixed Hai Gang finished, the crowd suddenly blasted the pot. Because everyone saw Qin Feng and the mixed Qiankun actually stood together.
Mixed 乾 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一 一
Qin Feng looks indifferent, as if to say to himself: "You can live for a while, you have to change people to sign for death, then I am fulfilled."
He was stunned by the hustle and bustle, and he did not expect that Qin Feng actually saw the scene of his signing. However, he quickly returned to God and said: "I am ignorant and fearless. I will let you know that there is a heavenly truth outside."
Haven't started playing yet, the two have already had a speech fight. Only they are pressing the sound, and no one can hear it.
Hundreds of disciples under the stage have already boiled, and all of them gathered on the site of Qin Feng and the mixed Qiankun. As for the other four groups, they were completely forgotten.
"Qin brother, you, you must admit defeat..." Zhou Tian cautiously shouted.
Lin Beibei's five women and Liu Mei are close to each other. They have such thoughts in their hearts, but the five women have never spoken. They know that Qin Feng has a strong personality.
Even the disciples are not optimistic about Qin Feng, the group of outside doors, inner doors and core disciples are not optimistic. Although Qin Feng recently defeated the mixed singles, he could do the same. That mixed-race is the first person of the mixed-class disciple, as if it were unbeaten.
"Oh! You heard it, no one is optimistic about you, you are just a clown." The mixed voice is very proud of the audience.
Qin Feng didn't care: "The outcome is based on strength, but it is not what others say."
The smile on the face of the 乾 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 猛 脸上 脸上 脸上 脸上 脸上 脸上 脸上 脸上 脸上 脸上 脸上 脸上 脸上 脸上 脸上 脸上 脸上 脸上 脸上 脸上 脸上 脸上 脸上
Bang!
The bang is blown up!
The fist of the mixed Qiankun came too suddenly, and the crowd began to scream.
A gust of wind swelled, and he changed the environment under a punch, as if he had fallen into the sea of ​​wind and waves.
Qin Feng hit the white robe and sizzled, and the shadow of the white shadow suddenly disappeared into the wind. The next moment he stood on the ground bursting a large piece, as if the meteorite fell to the ground.
Rumble!
The explosion bangs for a long time.
It’s just a simple punch that completely shocks the audience.
The group of hot disciples were stunned and scared to say nothing. Even the big dragons who were fighting next to each other stopped, and several of them screamed.
"I rely on! Mixed into the eight layers of fairy tales?"
"The absolute celestial eight layers, the seven layers of realm can not cause such a great destructive power."
"No wonder he would be so arrogant, and even stepped into the eight layers of fairy tales..." After the big dragon looked through the realm of the hustle and bustle, there was a despair in his heart.
Last year, the sects were bigger than the sects. The big dragon thought that he could fight him this year, and he was surprised that the family had broken through the eight-layered environment. Don't look at the difference between a small realm, but the strength is different.
"That's eight layers of fairy tales, and there is a qualification for the promotion of the sect of the elders. It is only 30 more than this year. This may be the youngest elder of our mixed ethnic group."
"It seems that this year's top spot in the Dragon List is a mixed race..."
The audience in the audience gradually woke up, and the discussion was full of turmoil.
At this time, Qin Feng and the mixed battle are really starting!
Bang!
Avoiding the punch of the chaotic Kun, the Qin Feng figure jumped into the air and swung away toward the ground.
Thunder and Tiger's whistle sounded flat, and there were dozens of swords that pierced the air. The power of Qin Feng’s fist is also fierce, and it is forced to retreat.
"Bad boy, you are looking for death!"
Mixed and furious, after a few steps back, simply ushered in a punch. Qin Feng did not retreat, and the figure flew from the air like a light swallow.
Bang!
The double fists touched each other and instantly caused a wave of airflow fluctuations.
The loud noise was like a tumultuous thunder, and the huge aftermath of shaking caused the disciples to retire.
The mixed Qiankun stood still in place, and two footprints were printed on the stone floor under his feet. Qin Feng flew out of the boxing moment and landed on the stone floor ten meters away...
The exclamation sounded!
This most eye-catching match has already had a preliminary division of wins and losses.
"Hey! I have already guessed this result. Even if Qin Feng is more powerful, it is not likely to be a rival."
"The master of Qiankun is too fierce, dare to ask the elders, who else is his opponent?"
......
A boxing fly Qin Feng, mixed with a look of glory. He did not give Qin Feng a chance to breathe. The figure jumped into the air and suddenly pulled out the big knife behind him.
Bang!
Suddenly a white knife stalked like a long dragon, and the disciples under the stage saw the stunned, this mixed Qiankun was running away from Qin Feng’s life.
"The ants in the district also dared to mad in front of Laozi, and quickly reincarnation to be a man..."
Between the falling knives, the hustle and bustle screamed. Just a smile suddenly solidified in the face, that knife will become a two-piece martial arts field, but did not see the figure of Qin Feng.
Hey!
The subtle winds passed.
Qin Feng's foot flying sword came to the back of the chaos.
The reaction of the mixed quenching is also rapid, and quickly turned around and fell, but there is still no Qin Feng.
"You have a flying sword? Who are you?"
The look of the hustle and bustle has changed greatly, and even he has not got a flying sword in the status of the mixed yuan.
Seeing Qin Feng hanging on the flying sword in the air, the crowd under the stage screamed.
Even the four elders who sat firmly in the mountains stood up, staring at Qin Feng in the air. I thought this kid could have a flying sword? Still a very high quality flying sword.
"A flying sword in the district surprised you like this? You are too ignorant..."
Qin Feng looks indifferent, mixed with phlegm and vomiting blood.
Even if it is in the gods, the flying sword is rare. Most of them exist in the hands of the sects and the elders. As for the disciples, they want to get flying swords, unless they are four-star or five-star big gates.
The two eyes of the hustle and bustle were light, and the back of the knife leaped in the air: "Very good, this flying sword is mine."
Bang!
When the flying sword came out, the mixed shackles became more personal. He is not retaining his strength, and the wind that is brought under the knife is obviously several times stronger, as if he wants to run the house.
In the midair, the powder flashed, and Qin Feng quickly flashed back on the flying sword. After some fighting, Qin Feng realized the power of the mix. Although he has the ability to escape in the hands of the mixed Qiankun, it is really not easy to kill this person.
The two chased all the way.
When the place where Qin Feng went, the stone surface was blown up. Their fighting was so fierce that the other eight disciples had suspended their fights and gave the entire ring to Qin Feng and the mixed Qiankun.
The speed of the flying sword is too fast. After chasing it for a while, there is no patience. He yelled at the air: "The child named Qin, are you afraid of Laozi, how can you just run away?"