Du Feng still stood still, holding a pink hosta and raising his arm to draw a circle. The circle was exactly around the silver lotus, as if it had been measured with a ruler. Yin Cuicui's swordsmanship that snatched people's hearts and souls was as if she had encountered a natural enemy, and the silver lotus flower collapsed.

"You ......"

Yin Cuicui was a little annoyed, she saw that Du Feng did not move, thinking that she could easily win. But every time the sword is stabbed, it is always carried away by an invisible force. It's as if the whole person is soaked in glue, and he can't exert his strength.

This is about the same, Murong Mansha saw that Du Feng didn't use a sword but a hairpin, and thought that he had no old love for Xiaocui. At that time, I really wanted to send my cold hosta up, but I was frightened by Elder Suzaku and shrank back. Now that I see my cousin, I didn't let Yin Cuicui go, but I didn't take her seriously at all.

Turn left, turn right, and do a backflip. With the wave of the pink hosta in her hand, Yin Cuicui tossed up and down like a monkey. It's not that she wants to flip it herself, but she has to do it, otherwise she will be stabbed by her own sword.

"I'm fighting with you. ”

The streamer sword technique was short-lived, and Yin Cuicui bit the tip of her tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the sword. The blood gushed all over his body, his face turned from white to red, from red to purple, and the sword in his hand suddenly exploded. The fragments of the sword body turned into deadly small flowers at this moment, spreading out in all directions. It doesn't look fast, but it feels like it's impossible to dodge.

"This is pretty good!"

The male player who underestimated Yin Cuicui before, has changed his opinion at the moment. The streamer sword technique really lives up to its reputation, and the final self-sacrifice technique is so powerful. If it were me in the ring, I was afraid that I would be pierced into a hornet's nest now, and I don't know if the No. 177 player would be able to dodge.

Hmph, I really underestimated her. Murong Mansha was also a little unhappy, she had a thought, whether Yin Cuicui's swordsmanship would also be taught by her cousin. Because his Xiao Ming Wang definitely learned it from Du Feng, Yin Cuicui is a dusty woman, where did she get such good swordsmanship.

The woman's intuition is really terrifying, and the streamer sword technique is really passed on by Du Feng. Therefore, he is very familiar with this set of swordsmanship, and he is not afraid of even if it is a flash in the pan. Still still, the pink hosta in his hand suddenly exploded and turned into pink fragments, like a thick fog wrapping the fragments of the sword body, and crashed in the direction of Yin Cuicui.

"Ahh

Yin Cuicui was shocked, the self-sacrificing technique just now was originally a trick to injure the enemy by one thousand and self-inflict eight hundred, and the true yuan of her body was already empty. Frightened, his legs went limp, and he fell headlong from the ring. This fall is like a fairy falling into the dust, and the long skirt flutters beautifully, but unfortunately the face hits the ground first, and it makes a good sound. Then the skirt drooped down to cover his face, knowing that this was the end, it was better to wear a pair of long pants.

Shame, shame. At this moment, she can only pretend to faint, otherwise she will really have no face to see. Doing so is a hundred times more humiliating than killing her with a sword, but why is his sword move so easy to crack. Yin Cuicui couldn't have imagined that the streamer sword technique that Duan Qingwu bought for her at a great price was from Du Feng's hand.

What white thighs...... Zhao Tianlei wiped the saliva from his mouth, and stared at Yin Cuicui's exposed legs with his two eyes. Brother Feng is really a good person, and he didn't forget to give benefits to his brothers when he won.

"Xiao Cui, wake up, Xiao Cui. ”

A figure rushed forward and checked Yin Cuicui's situation with concern. It took him a lot of effort to buy off a few elders to arrange Xiao Cui in, and it would be a big loss if he died like this.

"Don't worry, I, Du Feng, never hit women. ”

"She's already fainted, and you still have the face to say that you don't hit women. Lin Taichen raised his head and yelled at Du Feng in the ring.

"Of course, it doesn't count if you fall. ”

Du Feng shrugged, looking very innocent. He was right, he had been defending all the time, and even in the end, Yin Cuicui was so scared that she fell.

This kid is really a little interesting, hearing Du Feng's remarks that he doesn't beat women, Elder Suzaku's eyes lit up. looked at the two proud disciples beside him, and seemed to understand something. No, we have to keep them away from this little one, otherwise we will definitely delay the cultivation of major things. By the way, there is also Xiaohui, I originally thought that she was still young and didn't understand the affairs of men and women, but now it seems that she has to stay away from that No. 177.

Zheng Xiaohui felt a cold gaze shoot over, and couldn't help but shrink her neck. Looking back, I just happened to see the cold master. I thought to myself that I hadn't done anything wrong, why did the master suddenly get angry.

"Well, what are your chances of winning against him?"

Wang Chun, the elder of the outer gate in the corner, was chatting with a young man dressed in black, who seemed to be very concerned about the next round of the competition.

"yes, what are the odds of winning. ”

If Du Feng was there, he would definitely be able to recognize it, and the person urging on the side was the Wang Guicai that the Formation Alliance had encountered. The reason why he is so arrogant is precisely because he has an uncle Wang Chun who is an elder of the outer gate.

"Ten percent!"

The young man, wrapped in black clothes and black hats, had a hoarse voice, and his speech was like two old pieces of wood rubbing against each other, which made people get goosebumps all over their bodies. No one knew his name, and there was only one code name on the register, Blood Raven. Dressed in black and with a pair of scarlet eyes, it looks like a giant crow.

He has watched several of Du Feng's games, mainly because of his strong strength and his skills. Those may be useful for the weak, but they are not good for themselves. As long as the Blood Raven War Beast comes out, all the skills will be floating clouds.

"Okay, good!, as long as you can kill your kid, I promise......"

Wang Chun was ruthless and made a promise. The price he paid was not small, but only by killing Du Feng could he break the demon barrier in Wang Guicai's heart. If the demons are not broken, it will be difficult to make progress in future cultivation.

"No. 97 vs. No. 73. ”

Both of them were within the hundred, and the emotions of the audience were mobilized at once. No. 97 seems to be ranked about the same as Cerhardt, while No. 73 is much higher, but I don't know who he is. Because this man never showed his true face, he always wore a black hat veil to cover his face.

Du Feng sat in the audience to watch the game, and he also noticed the No. 73 player on the stage. Because this person exuded a special feeling all over his body, the blue and white eggs in his body jumped a few times. I don't know what the next game will be like, but it should be exciting to be a player within the hundred.

"Die!"

Blood Raven No. 73 only said one word after coming to the stage, and then saw the No. 97 player on the opposite side fall to the ground with a bang, and he didn't even have time to raise the knife in his hand. What the hell is going on, the audience suddenly fell silent.

"The next match is No. 73 vs. No. 177. ”

As soon as this order announcement came out, everyone looked at Du Feng to see how he would deal with it next.