Hmph, these two kinds of fire swords are not strong before, even if they can be practiced, he has the ability to use the last three swords. Yuan Hong snorted coldly, and set off a huge wave in his heart for a while. Is there anyone better than him knows how easy this intense fencing is. At the beginning, the old man Kang Hao gave him three months of full explanation before he realized the first three styles. This kid only introduces you for a few days and has no opinions from seniors. How can he ......

On the blocking table, the stronger the fire.

"Hahaha, I already have an evil genius in the Hoffen Sect. When I was younger, I could practice intense fencing on my own. Well then. ”

"Fire in the palm of your hand, do you still think it's not appropriate to recommend him to see the saint in the palm of your hand?" Wei Yang looked at the fire proudly.

"Liu Rufei is talented and highly qualified. It's a pity that our strength is still very weak!" I felt a little embarrassed about the fire.

Kang Hao next to him was very melancholy and silent.

At the Big Bo Cheap Table, the competition that was originally equally strong has gradually changed.

Qin Feng's glittering sword was slowly falling!

Anyway, his training level is too low. The same skills, less than a yang swordsmanship did not win the music of Confucius. The Spark Sword Technique doesn't seem to be enough.

"Don't lose it!" Qin Feng's hand jumped suddenly, gritting his teeth, and even tears flowed out of his eyes, which was a sign of his extreme pressure.

He's dead!

Qin Feng reached the limit. But his spirit was completely focused on the war, and he did not know to retreat.

The broken sword of his hand, all under this really strong will, began to speak brightly, without the sword thing.

On the blocking table, it turned out that Qin Feng's starlight sword technique was slowly changing, and it seemed that the cave cinema would win at any time. But at the beginning, Confucius appeared to be dignified, not completely overthrowing Qin Feng. On the contrary, the power of the opponent's swordsmanship is now slowly exhausted!

The power of the Star Sword is now slowly recovering, and even becoming stronger! On the blocking table, the old man Wei Yang's eyes looked dazzling: "How many powerful wars!"

Huo Xia looked at Qin Feng, and he naturally saw Qin Feng's war spirit: "The war spirit is so strong, and the potential is constantly exploding. Huo Xia exclaimed, "Such a terrifying talent, coupled with this intention to fight against the sky, he has two basic conditions to become.

"Haha, that's great!" Wei Yang's heart opened up. "There are a lot of strong people in the fire brigade. Initially, this one must have been lost. But now, the boy's fighting spirit is running high, and his potential is exploding. The results were to be expected. Okay, that's it......

"I'm afraid that this potential won't be the third fiery form of fencing?" said Kang Hao with a sneer.

"I said I could ......" Wei Yang immediately faced each other, his eyes looking at Qin Feng below.

On the battlefield, Qin Feng was constantly inspiring, strongly supporting the style of the Spark Sword, he had exhausted the last bit of potential of his body, his body was already crumbling, but he still did not give up. His will is completely integrated into the old sword, and he needs more strength!

In the end, the expression content in his body exploded, and he possessed five powers. However, fire content can only be improved from fire content. Even if the fire content is almost exhausted, the other four powers will not help. But now, the spiritual power of the wood content burns in the body, and then turns into a noisy all the fire content power!

Wood makes a fire. Wood makes a fire!

Hmph!" The prestige of the sword rose sharply, and the glittering sword that had been condensed suddenly erupted, turning into a grassland fire!

The third form of fire fencing Liaoyuan sword!

Kong Lemian used to have the upper hand, and he was very scared. The next moment, he was completely surrounded by the Liaoyuan Sword in the flames of the sky.

"This ...... This ......"!

Champion Hong, who had been closing his eyes, shouted. The expression next to Fan Long was even more exaggerated: "Actually, he ...... A huge breakthrough in despair!

On the other hand, Liu Rufei's beautiful eyes were flowing, his pink fist was clenching, and his heart began to go. At the beginning, as soon as he entered the economic zone, he was robbed of Yuanlingsan by a group of old disciples. It was Confucius who snatched it. At that time, he broke into the door in desperation and finally won the battle against Confucius. No, they have so many photo resemblances, the same disturbing power, the old disciple wants to catch Yuan Lingye, the same disciple has to evaluate the best, the same reversal of Confucian music, but I really don't get along, I'm afraid Qin Feng's difficulty is much greater for him!

"Damn ......"! Before he could finish speaking, he felt an irresistible force come out of her ticket, turning him over, and finally falling unconscious to the ground.

"Qin Feng, win!" the middle-aged Fa Da then announced.

Qin Feng proudly stood on the battlefield and looked around. Finally, his gaze fell on Kang Jianfeng's direction. When he declared war, he said, "Do you want to keep fighting?"

Kang Jianfeng hid the sky with one hand, he didn't admit defeat, he didn't leave safely at all, because it was not as good as war!

Who is he?

He is the best disciple in the rivers and lakes. When he arrived in Wuxingzong, he was the strongest. He is Qin Feng!

Since you want to fight, fight to the end!

A large table was silent, and the surrounding disciples were frightened and speechless. Confucius did not mention Kang Jianfeng's photo. Even he lost. How many young opponents are there in his spiritual realm?

Of course, there are definitely, but very few. For a young disciple who is just starting his career, this is already important and surprising.

"Whoever goes up, go and kill him for me, kill him!" Kang Jianfeng roared unwillingly.

"Master Kong, let me. Fan Long walked up sullenly.

He is the heart of the old man Kang Hao, and he must stand out at this time.

"Brother Fan, go up!"

"Brother Fan Long is a strong person at the third level of the spiritual realm. This is not at all a concept close to the third level of Confucius. ”

Okay, Qin Feng won a very dangerous victory just now, and this time it will be over. ”

It's chatting everywhere.

Several disciples of Yuan Hongqi Huofen Sect surrounded him, and said with a cold smile: "Master Kong, Fan Long has already killed a child, he ...... It's not worth it. ”

Hmph!" Kang Jianfeng snorted, no matter who went, as long as he killed the wind of the Qin Dynasty.

On the other hand, Princess Liu Ruofei's secluded path: "Qin Feng is afraid that he has reached the limit, and this battle should be the last battle." But...... He really makes me feel so beautiful. ”

"Brother Feng will win, will win!" Wu Bangzi was clenching his fists in the distance, crying in his heart.

In the sky, Wei Yang sighed, "My son bounces back when he encounters great pressure. Okay, okay. ”

The firelight didn't say anything for a moment, his eyes were looking at Qin Feng squarely. At these times, Qin Feng did not show the fear of the silk horns, but broke out into a war of fear.

Hmm" Huo smiled: "Soon, we will be able to get rid of all distractions and fight only for martial arts." It's a plastic genius. It doesn't matter. ”

Starfire can ignite the Grassland Fire, which was originally ignited from the Starfire.

"Howl and cry!"

The dragon roared, hanging frantically in the air.

From a distance, Fan Long's fire dragon threatened to annex the Qin State, but the Qin State was stronger than it.

Under the pressure of life and death, the state of Qin was once again forced to perish. There is a burden in his heart, but there is only a fighting heart!

"I need strength after the war is over!"