At the foot of the Evil Peak.

"Everyone, please stay, my Evil Wind Hall is holding a ceremony, please understand." The disciple of the Evil Wind Hall who was in charge of guarding it showed a nervous expression. In front of them, there was a team of dozens of people, dressed in blue-edged white armor, azure swirl combat boots, and sword scabbards hanging from their waists.

The unique sword-shaped imprint above the battle armor of the people can be clearly seen, which is the water of Xiaoxiang, reflecting the three tall towers.

This mark is unique, it is the Xiaoxiang Sword Sect.

"Get out of the way." It was a man with earrings who spoke, it was the Xiaoxiang swordsman who intercepted Lin Feng at the city gate that day-Qi Xuan, a ninth-order powerhouse in the Qiyun Stage. He was followed by many disciples of the Xiaoxiang Sword Sect, from the first order of the Qiyun Stage to the ninth order.

Among them, there are several disciples of the cyclone period.

However, these disciples were very special, because they all saw Lin Feng kill Lan Yu that day-

Witness!

"This is the territory of the Evil Wind Hall, and no other sect is allowed to enter without permission." The disciples of the Evil Wind Hall were in a cold sweat, but they were completely unconfident.

She snorted: "Changyang Mountain City, there is no place where our Xiaoxiang Sword can't go." With his thumb behind him, he raised his head and said: "Don't look at who is here today, my master Qingtong Jian is here in person, even if your sect master sees it, you have to give three points." ”

Qing Tong Sword, Lu Qing, a third-order powerhouse.

One of the thirteen swords of Xiaoxiang.

Dressed in a sword robe and green robe, flashing with a faint cyan light, Lu Qing's face showed displeasure, and he stepped over calmly, but he was too lazy to talk nonsense: "Go." ”

Unreasonable.

There is no need to be reasonable.

In the 33 continents, whoever has the big fist is enough.

The disciples of the Evil Wind Hall who were in charge of guarding didn't dare to move at all, but they watched Lu Qing take a group of disciples up the mountain. Looking at the joke, if he tries to block it in vain, it is like a mantis arm as a car, and it is still a small matter if he is accidentally hit hard, compared to losing his life. Dereliction of duty is only a small matter.

…

"Later, one disciple by one will give me a closer look!" Lu Qing suppressed his anger.

"Master, are you sure he's hiding here?" Xuan asked.

Lu Qing snorted coldly: "Changyang Mountain City has already found seventy-seven eighty-eight, if this murderer still stays in Changyang Mountain City, it is the most likely thing for the Evil Wind Hall." No matter what, either you don't do it, or you have to do it thoroughly, and you have to dig into the ground to find him out for me! ”

"I'd rather kill the wrong one than let it go!"

Bright eyes flashed, "Yes." Master. ”

Lu Qingji chewed his tongue and said in a cold voice: "This person has repeatedly provoked my Xiaoxiang Sword Sect, if I don't kill him, how can I save face!" ”

"You have to see people in life, and you have to see corpses in death!" ”

"Don't let this run away!"

Lu Qing was chilled.

※※※

Ironfall, defeated.

Tie Fall, who was the strongest in the second district and one of the favorites to win the championship, was defeated.

Defeated at the hands of a preparatory disciple!

"My mother."

"It's crazy."

"Senior Brother Ironfall. Lost to a hairy boy!? ”

……

Not only the second district, but all the disciples of the Evil Wind Hall were shocked.

None of them could have guessed the result, and there was a murmur around them, but at this moment. Lin Feng's voice rang out suddenly-

"Next, come directly!"

Lin Feng was full of fighting spirit, pointing directly at Wang Hui who was resting below.

The latter was stunned, and his pupils instantly bloomed.

…

Rumble! ～

Lin Feng rarely spoke. Rock breaker.

It was the Evil Wind Sect Master and the Eastern Evil Protector who were both in a hurry, and according to the rules, there was enough time for Lin Feng to breathe. Restore combat power. After all, the final battle of the Fresh Wind War is a completely fair battle, otherwise the losing side will not be reconciled.

But now......

"Step!" Wang Hui jumped directly into the ring.

The most outstanding genius of the Evil Wind Hall, he has his pride and self-esteem, what a shame it would be if he was provoked by a preparatory disciple like this and did not come to power! The figure of the Southern Evil Protector flashed, and Tie Fall had been taken away, and Lin Feng and Wang Hui were left in the ring, fighting against knives and fighting with intent.

"Are you sure you want to fight now?" Wang Hui's eyes were blazing and he asked.

"Yes." Lin Feng's answer was simple and crisp.

Immersed in the pleasure of just breaking through, the taste of the ninth realm is in my heart, and now I just want to fight, and imprint that feeling deeply into my body and heart. Hidden in the deepest part of the body, the soul of wisdom exists like a black hole vortex, attracting the combat power of the overlord and perfectly matching the perception of the sword realm.

The power of the heart is improving!

Faintly, it seems that the vague path of the tenth realm can be seen, but it is not certain.

"Boom!"

Lin Feng's arrogance was directly abruptly cracked.

Netherworld carving, the third one opens!

Wang Hui's complexion changed suddenly, and he was shocked: "The battle between you and Iron Fall is still not full strength!?" ”

Disheveled! ～

This sentence exploded like a bomb in an instant.

All the disciples showed a look of shock, and looked at Lin Feng blankly, as if looking at a prehistoric monster. It was the Evil Wind Sect Master and the Eastern Evil Protector at the top, both of whom were stunned, and there was a kind of joy in their hearts that they couldn't hold.

Found a treasure!

"One percent strength." Lin Feng's words were not shocking, and he was endless.

But this sentence made all the disciples of the Evil Wind Hall change from shock to anger. Including Wang Hui, although he and Tie Fall are opponents, they are also friends, and they sympathize with each other, Lin Feng's words are like insulting Tie Fall.

Who can bear it, who can't bear it!

"Crazy enough!" Wang Hui was furious, and his sword was drawn, making a strong sonorous sound.

"You will pay a heavy price for this sentence!"

…

One percent strength!

Lin Feng didn't lie.

Even said modestly, defeating Iron Fall, the strength he used-

Not even half of Chengdu!

However, this sentence made all the disciples of the Evil Wind Hall angry. For a while, there were scoldings, especially the disciples in the second district, who were even more like being splashed with on their faces, and they were so angry that their voices were almost hoarse when they shouted.

"Wang Hui, kill him!"

"That's right, beat this arrogant preparatory disciple hard!"

"He's something, he's not as good as bullshit!"

……

The Evil Wind Sect Master and the Eastern Evil Protector looked at each other.

Lin Feng's words just now were really crazy!

"This kid's heart is still not enough." The Evil Wind Sect Master nodded.

"Young and frivolous, but after all, he is the apprentice of a big man, and it is understandable to be crazy." The Eastern Evil Protector said.

The Evil Wind Sect Master smiled lightly: "But I don't know if he really has the strength?" ”

The Eastern Evil Protector also smiled: "I guess he may be trying to hit Wang Hui's morale, but it seems... The effect is counterproductive. ”

…

Demoralizing?

Lin Feng's eyes were sparkling with war.

Instead, he hoped that he could arouse Wang Hui's anger and force out the opponent's strongest strength!

"Come!" Lin Feng held the Nine Shadows Thunder Knife in his hand, and the feeling of the Ninth Realm was incomparably wonderful. Bursts of white light condensed on the blade, mixed with some mysterious feelings, and Wang Huiguang's holy qi on the other side was exerted at the same time, and the aura collided.

Rumble! ～

The decisive battle is on!

… (To be continued......)