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"Yes, Great Elder!" Hu Feng nodded, walked to the ring, clasped his fists at Zhang Haoran and said, "Jianzong, Hu Feng, please enlighten me!"

Zhang Haoran looked Hu Feng up and down, with a strange look on his face, and said: "You Jianzong is really strange. In my opinion, your strength is obviously stronger than that guy just now. In the end, he is the number one outside sect, but you are only outside the sect. Third in the sect, what is going on with your Sword Sect's ranking of disciples?"

Hu Feng said impatiently with a cold face: "If you want to hit, hit it, where is there so much nonsense!"

"Okay, let's fight!"

Zhang Haoran nodded, shouted loudly, his vigorous vitality erupted, and then his figure flickered, and he burst towards Hu Feng with an astonishing speed.

The cultivation base of the second rank of Qi Yangjing!
"Luanying Fist!"

Zhang Haoran unleashed a fist move, and in an instant, countless shadows of fists appeared in the air, smashing towards Hu Feng crazily and swiftly like a shooting star.

Hu Feng's eyes froze. This Zhang Haoran was so powerful that he didn't dare to be careless or negligent. He immediately took out a long knife and danced wildly.

All of a sudden, the blades are crisscrossed!
The shadow of the fist and the light of the knife collided fiercely, and every light of the knife split a shadow of a fist. However, every time a shadow of a fist was split, Hu Feng's figure would be forced to take a step back, and anyone with a discerning eye could see It can be seen that this is Hu Feng being suppressed by Zhang Haoran!

"My Yuan Qi saber was destroyed by Xiao Tianyang, and now I only use ordinary knives, which has reduced my combat effectiveness a lot, otherwise, I would never be suppressed by this Zhang Haoran!" Seeing myself falling into a passive state The situation, Hu Feng couldn't help thinking secretly in his heart.

"You are too arrogant, you dare to be distracted in the middle of the battle?"

"Since you gave me a chance, then I won't be polite to you!"

"One punch!"

Zhang Haoran yelled, and threw out his fist suddenly, and countless fist shadows erupted in the air, which was the same as the Luanying Fist before, but the difference was that when these fist shadows slammed towards Hu Feng angrily, , the fist shadows overlapped continuously, and finally dozens of fist shadows merged into one!

After these fist shadows are superimposed together, the increase in power is not as simple as one plus one!Compared with the Luanying Fist move before, the power of this move has been increased several times at least!
The moment the fist shadow merged into one, the soaring power directly shattered the surrounding air, turning into a gust of wind and surrounding the substantial fist shadow, increasing its power a little more!

Feeling the terrifying power of the fist, Hu Feng immediately woke up from the state of distraction. Seeing the solid shadow of the attacking fist, his expression changed dramatically. He instinctively wanted to explode his vitality and used his strongest knife to resist.

He is not good at defense, facing such a powerful blow, the best way is naturally to fight head-on!

But it's too late to erupt again now, Hu Feng can only reluctantly display a defensive sword technique!

"Chun Yuan Knife!"

Hu Feng shouted loudly, and began to frantically wave the saber in his hand. Countless saber lights erupted, but they did not chop, but surrounded his body, one after another of the saber lights overlapped together, forming a A sphere-shaped saber light appeared to protect him.

However, with this level of defense, it is impossible to withstand Zhang Haoran's extremely powerful blow. There is almost no suspense. When the solid fist shadow fell, the sphere-shaped saber light exploded directly.

Not only that, the saber in Hu Feng's hand was also shattered, the body of the saber was just like a hidden weapon, and it flew towards Hu Feng, piercing countless shocking blood holes directly on Hu Feng, who couldn't dodge at all, scarlet The blood gushed out like a fountain.

"Beat me!"

Jianzong and Beilingzong can be regarded as world feuds, so even if Hu Feng's defeat is certain, Zhang Haoran is unlikely to show any mercy before he admits defeat. The solid fist shadow hit Hu Feng's body heavily in a rampant posture.

"Crack!"

"Pfft!"

There was a creepy sound of tendon fractures, followed by Hu Feng's screams, with blood spurting out of his mouth, and he shot backwards in an extremely embarrassing figure, and fell heavily on the ground tens of meters away from the ring. on the ground.

Hu Feng, defeated!

"Bastard!"

Seeing this scene, the great elder in red was so angry that the veins on his forehead twitched violently. Before, Hu Feng was planted with demons by Xiao Tianyang. At this moment, Hu Feng was severely injured by Zhang Haoran. Although he was still saved, how much would it take? The price is not small.

Hu Feng's own value is probably not worth the price to be saved.

A genius of a sect was abolished just like that, and the one who abolished his own genius was a world feuding sect, how could the great elder in red not be angry.

At this moment, the elder of the Beiling Sect said with a smile: "Elder Lu, why are you so angry? In sparring, it's always a matter of fists and feet, and injuries are inevitable. If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for being inferior to others." , Elder Lu, do you think what I said makes sense?"

Hearing these words with guns and sticks, the great elder in red was so angry that his chest was violently agitated like a bellows, but he was helpless. Although this is their sword sect's territory, this kind of thing can only be done by the disciples Solve it, the high-level can't take action, otherwise, it is very likely to trigger two big wars, and the consequences will be extremely serious.

On the ring, Zhang Haoran withdrew his fist unhurriedly, glanced at the audience below the ring with disdain, Hu Feng, who was knocked unconscious by him, said lightly: "This is the third level of the outer sect of Jianzong? Heh, that’s all. I am only ranked third in the outer sect of the Beiling Sect, but there is such a big gap in strength between you and me. It can be seen that your Jianzong’s training of disciples is far inferior to that of our Beiling Sect. !"

Hearing these words, no matter whether it was the great elder in red or the disciples from the outer sect of the Sword Sect, their faces turned green from anger, and they glared at Zhang Haoran fiercely, as if they wished to swallow Zhang Haoran alive!
So hateful!

However, Zhang Haoran ignored these angers. Anyway, these Jianzong sect members can't do anything to themselves, a group of incompetent and furious people naturally don't need to care.

Zhang Haoran looked at Ye Dong fiercely, and said calmly: "The third-ranked disciple of your sword sect has already been defeated by me. Next, it's your turn? Oh, I forgot, there should be a second-ranked disciple." The second guy is right, do I have to defeat him in order to get the qualification to challenge you, the number one sword sect?"

"If it is, then call him to the ring as soon as possible. My time is precious and I don't want to waste too much!"