Sword splits the universe

The disciples of Snow Shadow Sect ran to Xiao Qian and hurriedly helped him up.

Xiao Qian wiped away the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, and when he looked at Xuan Yun on the trial platform, his face couldn't help but feel a little sad.

"I didn't expect even Xiao Qian to lose, he is indeed a disciple of the fourth-rank sect!"

Everyone in the audience was shocked by Xuanyun's strength. If it was an ordinary competition, they would think it was normal for Xuanyun to win, because there was a gap between cultivation base and realm.

However, he was able to defeat the two masters of the Snow Shadow Sect in a row on the trial stage, from which it can be seen that Xuan Yun's own strength is not impressive.

Xuan Yun patrolled around for a while, seeing that no one came up to challenge again, a sneer could not help but flash across the corner of his mouth.

Han Feng, no one stopped me this time, it's your turn, right?

Xuan Yun's eyes became gloomy, and suddenly turned around to look at Han Feng who was off the stage, cupped his hands, and said with a false smile: "I have heard for a long time that brother Han Feng is very powerful, I wonder if I can come up and give me some advice?"

The voice was not loud, but it happened to be heard by the surrounding crowd. The whole trial field fell silent instantly, and everyone followed Xuan Yun's gaze to look at the astonished Han Feng.

Han Feng was indeed a little surprised. He obviously didn't expect Xuan Yun to take the initiative to choose him, but when he saw the latter's slightly gloomy eyes, Han Feng already understood in his heart.

This is obviously aimed at me on purpose, hehe, do you really treat me, Han Feng, as a soft persimmon?

Han Feng's eyes flashed coldly, and he didn't say much, as soon as he moved his body, he was about to go to the trial platform.

He was going to go up, but Xuan Yun first went up, and the latter took the initiative to choose Han Feng, of course he would not retreat, let alone cultivation, Han Feng was quite confident in his melee ability.

"Han Feng, don't go, he's just a boring guy." Xiao Yun grabbed Han Feng, not wanting him to go up and fight Xuan Yun.

The other Suan Yuanzong girls also nodded, signaling Han Feng to ignore Xuan Yun's challenge.

Xiaoyun and the others have always admired Han Feng and knew that he was strong, but they didn't know that Han Feng was best at melee combat, so they didn't want Han Feng to compete with Xuanyun.

"Don't worry, although I, Han Feng, am not a genius with profound cultivation and talents, I am not a timid person. Even if I lose, it can only be blamed on my inferior skills." Han Feng looked straight at Xiaoyun , said firmly.

Xiaoyun was stunned by what Han Feng said, and finally she could only sigh, and then let go of Han Feng. She knew that although Han Feng was usually low-key and gentle, he had an arrogance that was tougher than anyone else, making him shrink back?impossible!

The others looked at this scene without knowing why, their faces were as weird as they wanted, and their eyes looked at Han Feng and Xiaoyun with ambiguity.

Walking up to the trial platform, Han Feng looked at Xuan Yun with a faint smile, wondering why the other party was making such trouble for him.

"Come on, Han Feng! Come on, Han Feng!" There was a burst of cheers from a girl in the audience, and everyone saw that it was the girl of Yan Yuanzong.

"What's happening here?〃

Everyone was stunned, obviously Xuanyun belonged to Yan Yuanzong, but those female disciples of Yan Yuanzong cheered Han Feng up, which made everyone feel a little ironic.

The disciples of Yunyuezong stared enviously at Han Feng on the test platform, thinking in unison, "Senior brother Han Feng is just amazing, his cultivation is unfathomable, and he is so popular with girls, idol!" Ah, it’s worth losing!〃

On the other hand, the other person on the trial stage, his face was not very good-looking. Xuan Yun was burning with jealousy, and looked at Han Feng with a sneer on his face, "Brother Han Feng, what is the relationship between you and my seniors and sisters?" Really good!〃

Han Feng was a little embarrassed, and didn't want to get entangled in this topic, and immediately said: "Brother Xuanyun, please!"

"Hmph, come on!"

Both of them were ready to make a move at any time, and people from various sects below also started discussing.

"Who is this Han Feng? I've never heard of it before."

"It seems to be a disciple of the Yunyue Sect of Yunlan Country, and the leader of the Yunyue Sect's birthday celebration this time. I think it should be pretty good!"

"Hey, I think this Han Feng is too stupid, even Xiao Qian was defeated by Xuan Yun, he thinks he can win?"

Listening to the discussion of everyone in the audience, Xuan Yun proudly raised his eyebrows at Han Feng, who shrugged indifferently.

Han Feng straightened his face, pulled out the Yunlong sword and had already charged up his whole body, waiting for Xuanyun to make a move.

Xuan Yun didn't take Han Feng seriously in his heart at all. Although he heard Xiaoyun say that Han Feng could fight against a martial artist in the late stage, he didn't see it with his own eyes, so he didn't really believe it.

"Lian Shui swordsmanship, endless!" Xuan Yun held the long sword in his hand, and sword shadows flickered all around, sweeping towards Han Feng.

"Good time!" Han Feng laughed loudly, but his speed was not slow at all, and he rushed into the sword shadow like a beast.

"Hunyuan swordsmanship!" Even when Han Feng used his martial skills, the sword light in his hand flickered, and the opponent's sword shadow was easily bounced away as soon as he swept over. The wind and water used in his hand is not weak at all.

"Qiang Qiang!~~" The swords and shadows collided together. Unexpectedly, Xuan Yun was knocked back more than ten steps by Han Feng before he stabilized his figure.

Everyone in the audience looked at this scene in amazement, they didn't expect that Xuan Yun would be defeated in just one round, only Yun Yuezong's Blood Prison Pang secretly laughed.

He may be the only one in the sect who has fought with Han Feng in close combat. He is quite aware of Han Feng's almost abnormal strength. He was beaten miserably in the last competition. How comfortable.

"How is this possible? His power is stronger than mine?!" Compared to others, Xuan Yun himself was even more shocked. The power he had always been proud of seemed so vulnerable in Han Feng's hands.

"Impossible, I'm a martial artist of the body training style!" Xuan Yun shouted angrily, and rushed towards Han Feng again, waving his sword shadow all over the sky.

Han Feng looked at Xuan Yun who was approaching ferociously, and smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were carefully fixed on the sword shadows, just such a small movement in a flash.

Han Feng finally discovered that although Xuan Yun's swordsmanship is exquisite, it has a very big flaw. If it is activated by Yuanli, it may not be obvious, but once it is not activated by Yuanli, it will be quite conspicuous. .

"puff!"

A sword!

Just one sword! !

Han Feng just stabbed lightly, without any fanfare, and without any cover-up, the sharp sword shadow shattered like a broken mirror in an instant, Xuan Yun vomited blood and flew out tens of meters away, his eyes were full of incredible shock color.

At this moment, the audience was so quiet that even a needle could be heard clearly when it fell on the ground. Everyone opened their mouths wide and looked like hell, even the people in Yan Yuanzong were extremely surprised. But it was so clear that Han Feng defeated the enemy with such a sword, which made them unable to bear it for a while.

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