Chapter 122: give it to you

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Full of uproar, all the disciples of Qianlingyuan watched Qian Feng jaw-dropping out of the distance.
Even if there is a gap in strength, it is not so big.
Even Master Xuankong's face was very ugly. Qian Feng was not only the person who lost the Qianyuan, but also slapped his face.
Han Feng stood on the high platform, hands akimbo, and laughed.
Suddenly, Han Feng turned his head and shouted to Lu Fan and Chu Xing: "Brother Lu Fan, Brother Chu Xing, let me come as well as the second game. I feel like I can play ten more."
Chu Xing and Lu Fan looked at each other, but they were helpless in their eyes.
Lu Fan asked softly: "Can I play many games by myself?"
Chu Xingdao: "Of course you can, otherwise you think how our Yiyuan Yuan participated."
Lu Fan raised his head and said to Han Feng: "Brother Han Feng, if you are willing to play as many as you want, don't lose."
Han Feng smiled proudly, shaking his head and saying, "Just kidding. Will I lose?"
His voice was not small, and all the students of the Qianyuan Academy heard clearly.
Opposite, gentleman Jian Yibai and others, all of them were flushed.
Master Xuankong couldn't bear it, and said coldly: "If you aren't even bigger than the other person, after the school is ranked, prepare to go to Mangshan."
Immediately, the water is ruthless, Yi Bai and other people's complexions are white.
As an elite student in Qianyuan Academy, they know everything about Mangshan.
That was the place where thousands of students were punished, and it was full of wild beasts and poison.
It is said that the students who went to Mangshan were either dead or injured. Even if they were lucky enough to return, they were also scarred. Mentioning the word Mangshan would jump.
As a student of Qianyuan Academy who has lived a stable life, no one wants to go to Mangshan.
The water that was originally prepared for the second game is ruthless, and dare not stand up at this moment.
Because he did not have the confidence to defeat Han Feng, if he loses again, he really can't imagine how he will be punished.
Shui looked at Yi Bai mercilessly, and when they wanted to come, only Bai Yi could control the situation.
But Yi Bai knew in his heart that even if he went on, it would be unlikely to win.
I remember just a few months ago, he had a war with the people of this Yuanyuan.
At that time, he lost to the boy named Lu Fan sitting below.
Now, although it is not Lu Fan, it is estimated that the strength is similar.
Yi Bai was hesitating and hesitating. The instructor above said loudly: "Thousand Yuan Academy, the next student will take the stage."
Hanging coldly, Yi Bai quickly stood up.
No need to look at Master Xuankong's expression, Yi Bai also knows that if he doesn't play, he's probably not just going to Mangshan.
Quickly stepping onto the stage, Yi Bai carried a long sword on his back and stared at Han Feng's face.
At this moment, Yi Baihu suddenly felt that he was not so nervous, it was nothing more than a battle.
The sword came out and ganged up.
Yi Bai's eyes were like swords, stabbing in Han Feng's face.
Han Feng smiled happily, still did not mean to take out Bishui Changtianjian.
"The Qianbaiyuan Yi Bai vs. Han Yuan of the Yuanyuan, the competition begins."
The tutor's announcement has not yet landed, and Yi Bai took the lead.
In an instant, the four swords came out together, and Yi Bai directly used his strongest move.
"Slaying Sword Formation!"
The sword light was turbulent, and the power of restraint enveloped Han Feng. Compared to the time when Yi Bai and Lu Fan were fighting each other, his killing skills had made great progress.
There is no need to accumulate, no layout, and you want to do it when you want to.
The arrogant sword light is also much stronger than the previous one.
Yi Bai has confidence in his eyes, and underestimating him will pay a price.
boom!
The sword light fell, chopping stones, and countless broken stones were swept away, hitting many thousands of students.
The dust was over the sky, Yi Bai rolled over to the floor and hummed.
"Yuanyuan, but that's it."
Lifting his head, Yi Bai cast his gaze forward. With this move, he has the confidence to defeat all the students in the internal situation.
However, Yi Bai also suddenly saw that the rest of the Yiyuanyuan did not move at all.
Even the expression on his face did not change at all.
Lu Fan, Chu Xing, and Chu Tian still have a smile on them. Brothers are closing their eyes and raising their spirits. Master Qing and Master Daoguang are chatting about something. There is simply no competition in the stands.
Yi Bai's complexion changed slightly, as if something was wrong.
At the next moment, a light breeze started, and a breeze came from somewhere, gently sweeping away the smoke in front of him.
Then, what caught everyone's eyes was Han Feng's calm look.
Gently flicked off the dust on the body, Han Feng fart did not matter.
Covered with a layer of gang clothes, this represents the cultivation behavior of the outside gang.
Goo, goo.
A series of spitting sounds sounded.
Yi Bai's eyes are frightened, and he is outside the border!
This is not a difference of one order or two, but a difference of a whole realm. If there is no special means against the sky, he has no chance of victory.
Han Feng was not mad at this time, and looked at Yi Baidao calmly: "Do you want to fight?"
Yi Bai felt that his hands were shaking. All the students in Qianyuan Academy will no longer scold Han Feng.
The strength is there, and the strong cannot be insulted.
Master Xuankong sighed, it seems that today they are destined to be abused by Yiyuan Yuan.
Master Xuankong turned and said to a student beside him: "Yun'an, are you sure of victory?"
The student called Yunan wore a dark cloak and lowered his head, revealing only a pair of flashing eyes.
"It's okay. He's just stepped outside."
Yunan's voice was slightly hoarse, sounding like something stuck in his throat.
On the stage, Yi Bai's eyes flickered, and he finally rushed out.
He couldn't admit defeat!
Yi Bai's palm suddenly condensed a long sword, at this moment, he actually had a breakthrough.
A sword pierced, and the sound of gas explosion continued.
But at the next moment, Yi Bai flew out, the clothes on his chest were cut, and a sword wound with bone was visible.
Han Feng did not know when there was more Bishui Changtianjian.
Yi Bai turned over and fell to the ground, gritted his teeth and looked at Han Feng, said: "Aren't you using a sword?"
Han Feng looked at Yi Baidao contemptuously: "Who says I don't need to use a sword, I'm stupid."
Yi Baiqi spit out another blood, completely comatose.
The instructor stepped up to get Yi Bai off the platform and announced quietly.
"Yuanyuan, Han Fengsheng."
Master Xuankong, with a frost on his face, lost two games in a row, and still lost in the same hands, Qianyuan Yuan lost his face.
If all three games are lost, the Qiancheng Yuan is destined to become the laughing stock of the Nine Branches.
Master Xuankong said coldly: "Yun'an, please go."
Yunan stood up, threw his hands away and threw away his cloak, revealing a bruised face.
In an instant, Yunan leapt from the stand and went directly to the higher stage.
Seeing this person, Han Feng raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Yun An, it's you again!"
Behind him, Chu Xing and Chu Tian also came interested.
Chu Xing whispered to Lu Fan: "Brother Lu Fan is him. This is Yun'an. He defeated us last time."
Lu Fan nodded gently.
Yun An shook his shoulders with both hands and said, "Come on, we'll do some tricks."
Han Feng said with a smile: "I am not interested. Brother Lu Fan, come on this scene."
With that said, Han Feng walked down with a swing of eight characters.
Lu Fan stunned slightly, watching Brother Han Feng winking at him for a while.
Brother Han Feng smiled and said: "Senior Brother Lu Fan, put your hands together and leave the rest to you."