Chapter 116: The tyrannical Yuanyuan

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Shaking the eight-character step, Han Feng walked down the platform.
He deliberately jumped among the crowd, where the crowd separated like a stream of water.
The raven was silent, and the mocking and shouting went away.
Han Feng's performance is really speechless. Those who have just scolded Han Feng have complex eyes.
Han Feng, who was so strong, was called by them as from Yiyuanyuan, so what are they themselves?
Isn't garbage as good?
A group of people closed their mouths, and even the tutors sitting on the high platform were very surprised.
The strength of this move just now is enough to kill some of them.
The high-spirited Han Feng walked all the way back to them and sat down with Erlang's legs.
Master Daoguang is too lazy to say that he is really useless to Han Feng.
However, as a Han family, there is no need to know this. Master Daoguang smiled lightly and went with him.
Anyway, let everyone have a good understanding of the strength of Yiyuanyuan. Since it is necessary to give people a glance, simply let them be completely shocked.
Lu Fan and Chu Xing coughed at the stands, Master Daoguang made an eye-catching look at them.
The meaning in the eyes is very clear. If the two of you perform worse than Han Feng, then you are ready to come back and be punished.
Chu Xing shivered for a while, Lu Fan laughed.
On the opposite side, Leng Han and others were all terrified. The original pride and disdain were completely crushed by Han Feng's sword.
"Sister Leng Han, you can play the second game. You can't let them be too arrogant."
Tian is not light, Yuhua turned to look at Lenghan Road. In their view, the only one of them who can ensure victory now is Leng Han. So they hope that at this moment Lenghan will stand up and take the first game. Frustrate the sharpness of the opposite.
Leng Han didn't say anything, just looked at Luanfan with a terrified look.
The gang didn't know Lu Fan's horror. He thought that as long as he could win, he actually knew very well that even if he did, he would definitely lose as long as Lu Fan stood up.
Leng Han was hesitating, but the student next to him who was named "Wine Injury" couldn't hold back and walked out in a rage.
"This one, I will come."
Leng Han froze for a moment, and the wine wound had gone out.
The people in the Yinyang Institute below shouted again.
It ’s just that the sound is not enough.
"Is it possible that Brother Wine Injury? Those of Yiyuanyuan seem to have some skills!"
"Far talk, Brother Wine Injury will definitely win. Yiyuan Academy is even a garbage branch, but after all, there is a respected master, and one that looks slightly stronger is normal. But it is impossible for everyone to be so strong. Must win. "
"Brother Wang Sledgehammer makes sense."
"Dry the from the Yuanyuan."
. . . . . .
Here, Chu Xing and Lu Fan looked at each other, and Lu Fan smiled and said, "Brother Chu Xing, you or me."
Chu Xing patted Lu Fan's shoulder and said: "I'll come first. Brother Lu Fan, wait for you to give them a lore, don't be merciful."
Lu Fan nodded gently and said, "Relax."
Brother Chu Xing walked out with his long sword and hooked his finger at the wine injury.
Several of the Masters ’eyes were now on Chu Xing ’s body. The performance of Han Feng just now made it clear to all Masters that Yiyuanyuan ’s disciples still have some skills, so now several Masters want to see See, how about the other disciples in Yiyuanyuan.
Master Shen Tu, who was closer to Master Yi Qing, lowered his voice and asked.
"Yi Qing, you Yuanyuan, how many disciples have practiced the prefecture-level martial arts at the bottom of the box."
Yi Qing smiled and said: "Not much, just five."
When other masters heard the words of Master Qing, they were shocked first, and then all looked strange.
Shen Tu grinned: "Just? You have only five disciples in the Yuanyuan. What did this little guy practice? I rely on ... Yinyang Xuanlong sword."
Before Shen Tu's words were finished, he saw Chu Xing raising the sword with one hand, the gossip array under his feet, and the dragon-shaped gang on the sword entwined.
Several other masters were shocked. The Yin-Yang Xuanlong sword was another set of ground level exercises. Master Xingyuan's face is ugly. Of course he knows the significance of this set of prefecture-level exercises. There is such a set of exercises. Even if this kid only had the strength of Neigang's initial stage, he could compete with the warrior at the peak of Neigang. But the vigor of this kid is clearly the cultivation of the peak of Neigang, that is to say, the warrior of the outside gang is not necessarily his opponent.
Chu Xing looked coldly at the wine injury on the opposite side and waved his sword.
When the wine injury saw Chu Xing's body releasing, he quickly rushed over. Fist with a strong light, still wrapped in a special layer of strength.
"Jab!"
Facing a sword spirit released by Chu Xing, Jiu Shang did not hesitate to choose a hard fight.
At the moment of seeing the wine injury, Master Xingyuan closed his eyes.
This idiot, hard-working Xuanlong Gangjin, almost died. The gangsters in Hengshan Yard are not necessarily able to bear it, not to mention the good wine injury that only practiced boxing.
A gang of strength directly flew out the wine wound, and the terrible Xuanlong Gang Jin instantly sealed the strength of the wine wound.
A man who does boxing techniques ca n’t get close, and he does n’t have the ability to let go, so his end can be doomed.
Chu Xing, standing on the spot, swayed several swords easily and continuously.
The fierce sword gas fell like a violent wind and rain on the body of the wine wound.
After six, sixty-six sword qi, the wine injured the whole person lying on the ground like a broken sack.
All of them were wounds, and the cratered bluestone underneath was hard and smooth like a mirror cut by sword gas.
Above the bluestone, there is a simple gossip array. This is the result of Chu Xing leaving his hand. Otherwise, if Chu Xing uses nine hundred and ninety-one sword qi, then the wine injury must have died without corpses.
It was the same dead silence, and the students in Yinyang Institute were speechless.
The defeat is like bullying a baby.
In the Yin-Yang Hospital, the senior wine injury brother who had always ranked the top, actually lost this look. It's even uglier than the last one lost.
After all, everyone saw it in the last game, and Han Feng directly used the strongest move.
But in this scene, Chu Xing obviously played like a game. He casually waved a few sword qi, and his brother who was injured in wine was defeated.
Many of the disciples in the Yin-Yang Temple looked pale, and they just shouted like slaps one by one, constantly pumping their faces, so that their facial features began to twist.
How could this be?
This is the voice of most of the students in the Yin Yang Institute.
Even Yan Qing, Phantom Moon, Xuanfeng, Qiao Xuan and other elite students in the major branches have changed their vision of Yiyuan Academy.
A nice guy, they don't take it seriously. But two, it is a bit troublesome.
If the five disciples of Yiyuanyuan are all at this level, their status will be affected by several major impacts.
This year's college ranking battle, maybe there will be some moths.
Chu Xing carried the sword and walked down the stage with a light smile. Before leaving, nodded to the landing fan, meaning that the rest will be left to you.
Han Feng yelled at Lu Fan on stage: "Brother Lu Fan, the last game, don't want them to save face. Hurry up, we have something to go back with."
Lu Fan nodded calmly and walked out slowly.
At this moment, Yuhua and Tian Buqing all looked cold. Of the remaining three, only Leng Han is the strongest.
Leng Han walked out with his teeth clenched, even though he was a little bit chilly, but when it came to the face of Yin-Yang Temple, he had to stand up.
"This cold and cold, how a little guilty. The momentum is unstable!"
Master Shen Tu saw the cold and cold something at a glance.
Yi Qing smiled and said: "Yinyang Institute students, understandable."
Xingyuan sternly squeezed his fist.
With a happy smile, he just wanted to fall into the Yin Yang courtyard in public. Suddenly, Yi Qing shouted to Lu Fan: "Lu Fan, why don't you take out the sword, chop melons and vegetables, and solve it quickly."
Lu Fan smiled and said: "Master, the sword does not have to come out."
With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Lu Fan appeared to be in the chest.
At first glance, Lu Fan's momentum is sufficient, so I won't say much.
The students in the Yinyang Institute below are unhappy, what is chopping melons and vegetables!
A voice sounded and the two students shouted loudly.
"Brother Leng Han, come on, you are a strong Wubang."
"Yes, Brother Leng Han will not lose."
After the two of them shouted, they suddenly realized that not many people should get along.
Next to it, an old student pulled his clothes and said, "Don't shout, don't you know? Lu Ming is also a strong player in Wubang."
The student panicked and said: "What? When did he go to Wubang."
The old student sighed: "Just a few months ago. He defeated Zhao Kuo of Hengshan Institute in public."
On the other side, Qiao Xuan teased Zhao Zhaokuo: "Black Tiger, I heard you lost to this kid named Lu Fan?"
Zhao Kuo looked black, and said, "How is it?"
Qiao Xuan's eyes flickered and said, "It's nothing. It seems Yiyuanyuan is really interesting."
On the high platform, Leng Han released his vigour.
It is still at this level, and even a few months later, he has not improved at all.
Lu Fan frowned slightly, he thought Leng Han could surprise him a little. Think about it carefully, oh, 80% of the cold is all healing at this time.
Shaking his head, since Lenghan could not bring him a little surprise, he couldn't even get his hands lazy.
Carrying his hands, Lu Fan looked at Qiao Xuan indifferently.
As soon as this action came out, Xing Yuan's face was suddenly dark, and he said coldly, "What a crazy boy."
Master Yiqing smiled and said: "Is it arrogant, you will know if you look at it, so much nonsense."
Lenghan raised his sword and prepared to rush to Lu Fan, just took a step, a terrible momentum suddenly fell on him.
Ru Ruoshan, Ru Ruohai, Ru Ruotian.
Leng Han was directly pressed to the ground, and the terrible momentum with infinite gravity made him unable to lift a finger at all.
The gangster of his body shattered like a phantom, and the whole person fell into the bluestone for three feet.
Everyone was stunned because the people next to them didn't feel any momentum at all.
Lu Fan stood on the spot like this, calm as water.
For a time, including the masters, the expression changed dramatically.