Ge Ming's eyes showed a resolute and confident look, and finally found Luo Feng's flaw, and with three lightning fingers in a row, Luo Feng let out a muffled snort, and hurriedly waved the half-moon scimitar, trying to force Ge Ming back.

Defence is like a levee, if there is a slight leak, the whole dam will collapse.

Ge Ming's fists were like iron, and he struck at the half-moon scimitar with the strength of the sky.

Boom, a burst of energy spread.

Luo Feng only felt that the half-moon scimitar in his hand was hit by a huge force, and he couldn't control it at all, whoosh, the half-moon scimitar came out of his hand and flew into the air.

The corners of Ge Ming's mouth outlined a cruel curve, and then a punch hit the edge of the bull's head shield firmly.

Only the middle part of the bull head shield can offset the absorption of external forces, but when it hits the edge, the power of the Wind Thunder God Fist is all concentrated on the bull head shield.

Whoosh, Luo Feng's bull head shield was also knocked out of his hand.

Without a knife and shield, Luo Feng was like a tiger with its teeth pulled out, without any threat.

"I'm sorry, you can go down. ”

Ge Ming's whole body was blue, and he punched Luo Feng in the chest.

A trace of anger flashed on Luo Feng's handsome face: "It's not that easy to defeat me." ”

He crossed his arms over his chest, obviously trying to resist stubbornly, using his arms to resist Ge Ming's Wind Thunder God Fist.

Fang Cun Mountain's Wind Thunder God Fist is a mountain-pressing stunt, and no one can hardly catch a majestic Divine Fist.

The audience under the ring all exclaimed, this time Luo Feng was going to be unlucky, and the female disciples of the Shifting Flower Palace covered their eyes even more, and they couldn't bear to look at it.

Ge Ming felt that he was about to win, and it seemed that after the victory, the scene of the brothers and sisters in order to celebrate, as long as they defeated Luo Feng, that little girl was not worth the burden.

Just when his fist was about to hit Luo Feng, he saw that Luo Feng's eyes were full of contempt and teasing.

No, it's a trap.

His senses suddenly tensed tenfold, and sure enough, he heard a faint, imperceptible sound of breaking the air behind him, sharp and fast.

He bowed his head in alarm, and leaned forward, his whole body almost touching the ground.

Whoosh, a white light flashed, and the half-moon scimitar flew back from behind Ge Ming, shaving off a clump of hair on the back of his head, and the broken hair fluttered in the wind.

Ge Ming felt a coolness in the back of his head, and his face turned pale with fright, glad he found it early, otherwise he would have become a headless corpse by now.

A smug smile flashed on Luo Feng's face, and his ape arm relaxed lightly, and he took the half-moon scimitar that flew back in his hand.

Just before Ge Ming had time to stand up, Luo Feng rushed towards Ge Ming, and a dashing somersault rolled over Ge Ming's head.

At the same time, the half-moon scimitar in his hand rested lightly on Ge Ming's neck, which was just raised, and the whole process was like flowing water, all in one go.

The shiny half-moon scimitar was pressed against Ge Ming's neck, and it looked like a delicate scarf.

"Your fists are powerful, and the sword is invulnerable, but what about your neck?"

A trace of cold sweat oozed from Ge Ming's forehead, as long as Luo Feng spit out his strength, the half-moon scimitar could cut off his head.

Luo Feng was not an evil and easy to kill, and took back the half-moon scimitar.

Ge Ming stood in the ring in a daze, his face was blue and white for a while, he didn't believe that he was about to win the game, obviously his strength was in the opponent's hand, why did he suddenly lose.

It took a while for him to accept this inexorable fact, let out a soft sigh, and walked out of the ring with his head down.

Mr. Mo Da on the rostrum shook his head helplessly, and Fang Cunshan was defeated.

Since the competition, Luo Feng has always relied on the half-moon scimitar and the bull head shield, two weapons, without them, no one believes that he can still stand in the ring.

At first glance, Luo Feng's half-moon scimitar was smashed away, and the shield in his hand was also smashed away, and he lost his combat effectiveness.

The half-moon scimitar was not smashed into the air, but with the power of Ge Ming, it was deliberately thrown out, and after the scimitar flew out, it drew a beautiful arc in mid-air, and came to a beautiful back slash.

This is just a trap by Luo Feng, a plan to break the boat.

He knew that Ge Ming had the upper hand, and if he didn't quickly reverse the situation, he would be knocked out of the ring, and he could only take a risk to win, but fortunately he succeeded and deceived Ge Ming.

The ancient martial arts world has always only admired the strong and paid attention to the winner, no one would think about where the loser had gone just now and what would happen to him.

In everyone's eyes, there is only Luo Feng standing in the ring, a winner.

There was fierce applause from the ring, and everyone threw all kinds of eyes at him, including envy, appreciation, jealousy, and hatred.

Elder Lu announced that Ge Ming of Fang Cun Mountain had become the third place in the Xuan-level Guwu Competition, and the final of the Xuan-level Guwu Competition would be played in Ring 1 in half an hour, with the official Luo Feng facing Jiang Yixue of the Shifting Flower Palace.

Ye Feng had been watching the match between Ge Ming and Luo Feng, and couldn't help but admire Luo Feng's wit, knowing that if he continued to fight, he would definitely lose, so it was better to win in a risk.

Nie Qingwu was already waiting for Luo Feng under the ring, and gave him a high-five: "Okay, I pinched the sweat for you just now, I thought I was going to lose, but I didn't expect an amazing reversal." ”

"I said I'd do my best, so I'm going to give it a go. ”

A beautiful voice sounded: "You won this game, but it's hard to say the next one." ”

"Yes, give up, our Sister Xue is not something you can defeat. ”

Jiang Yuxin and Lan Ling'er surrounded Luo Feng, and they were fighting each other's morale for the elder sister.

Knowing that these two girls were powerful, Nie Qingwu warned: "Don't come to make trouble. ”

Lan Ling'er raised her pretty face and said unconvinced: "We're just here to chat with a handsome guy, is this called trouble?"

Seeing Lan Ling'er and Jiang Yuxin, two super little beauties, like finely carved jade, Luo Feng's eyes lit up, and he smiled: "Sister Qingwu, don't worry, it's okay, it's just chatting." ”

Knowing that Luo Feng was attracted by the beautiful looks of the two girls, Nie Qingwu warned: "Don't underestimate them, they are all masters at the peak of the prefecture level, and you don't even know that you are eaten by them." ”

Lan Ling'er crossed her waist and sneered: "Yo, we are not lions and tigers, don't we eat people at every turn?"

Hearing that Lan Ling'er and Jiang Yuxin were the pinnacle masters of the prefecture level, Luo Feng was startled, he didn't dare to have any thoughts about them, and looked at them blankly.

Jiang Yuxin showed a sharp sneer: "Handsome guy, we are for your good, seeing that you are a good policeman of the people, I am afraid that you will be injured, so I came to persuade you kindly, but I didn't expect kindness to be a donkey's liver and lungs, forget it, Ling'er, let's go back." ”

Seeing Luo Feng looking at herself blankly, Lan Ling'er made a grimace at Luo Feng: "Look at what, don't look at the beauty and lose your soul, you be honest, if you are not honest, I will let the scorpion bite you to death." ”

(End of chapter)