This sounds like a blood rush, and in the face of these words, you should also support this garbage team. 100,000 Saint Crystals, selling Bixue Peak and winning a big victory. The woman threw a crystal card towards the betting handicap, but the corners of her mouth overflowed with a hint of banter.

"Trash?" Murong Qingshui, who was on the side, frowned slightly, with a hint of anger in his expression, and said coldly, "I really don't know when the Heavenly Saint Academy will come out with your brainless master, I hope you pray silently in secret, don't meet me on the battle platform, otherwise...... ＂

"How else?" the woman pursed her lips with disdain, her eyes glowing with shame, and her gaze turned cold.

"Naturally, I want you to know what it means to sit in a well and watch the sky!" Murong Qingshui looked directly at the other party, his eyes showed an undisguised look of ridicule, and he didn't put this so-called heavenly pride girl of the Heavenly Saint Academy in his eyes at all, and there was even a hint of pity in his eyes, which made the woman shudder all over, and even the elegant man on the side was shocked, and his eyes were even more colorful, and he couldn't take his eyes off Murong Qingshui.

Seeing this scene, the woman's face became even more ugly, from the previous shame to jealousy, and gradually condensed into a fierce murderous intent, and her thin red lips lifted a cold smile; "What you said, can it be understood as a provocation to my Heavenly Saint Academy?"

"Provocation, if you can represent the entire Heavenly Saint Academy, even if it is!" Murong Qingshui showed a playful smile, with her intelligence, how could she not see what was contained in the eyes of the elegant man looking at her? And the woman in front of her clearly had a deep affection for the elegant man, even to the point that it was difficult to extricate herself, and her performance at this time was just because of jealousy and hatred.

"This ...... The woman glanced at the elegant man, saw that he frowned slightly, and couldn't help but feel a throbbing pain in her heart, and bit her red lip lightly, but the anger and murderous intent on her body added a little more; So, it's better to choose a day than to hit the time, and I don't mind leaving you with a lesson that will last a lifetime. I'll wait for you outside!" The words fell, and he brushed his sleeves away without looking back.

"Boy, if you don't want to be a turtle with a shrunken head, just hurry up and get out of Uncle Ben! Don't worry, you will only lie in bed for ten days and a half months at most!" The man with the scar laughed, and also turned around and strode away.

The elegant man folded his fan and shook his fan to look at the figures of the two leaving, and said with a light smile: "The so-called debt repayment, it seems that Deputy Team Leader Lu can't avoid this battle, so let's use it as a warm-up before the competition!"

"That's right!" Lu Suifeng shrugged at Ziyan and Murong Qingshui, "Then what are you waiting for? The genius who is qualified to be able to get the Heavenly Saint Academy to teach me a lesson is enough for me to be proud!"

Out of the Feiyun Pavilion, everyone followed a winding mountain path and went up to the top of a small mountain, which was flat and open. Although it is late autumn, the surrounding trees are still lush and verdant, stepping on the feet of the fallen leaves, very light and soft, with a slight rustling sound. The mountain breeze blows, the trees tremble and sway, and there are bursts of soft and harmonious sounds, which shows the tranquility and tranquility of the empty mountain.

It's just that this rare tranquility and tranquility, no one has the heart to appreciate and feel at this moment, especially the scar man next to the elegant man and the woman who hates because of jealousy, from time to time there are bursts of tyrannical killing breath on his body, so that the fresh air is also full of strong breath, and the surrounding grass and trees are also agitated.

This feeling is very bad, Lu Suifeng frowned slightly in disgust, and then said with a sneer of disdain: "Don't you just want to come and explore my depth?

"This is who you are!" The elegant man retracted his warm smile, his gaze was as cold as a knife, and his skin was like a cut.

"The kid is really crazy enough, arrogant enough!" The man with the scar was violent by nature, and when he heard the words, he was already roaring like thunder, his clothes were windless, and he licked his lips cruelly, and the next moment, he was like a poisonous snake sneaking in the pile of fallen leaves, and suddenly it rushed out like lightning for more than twenty meters, and suddenly appeared five meters in front of Lu Suifeng.

This way of fighting is shocking enough to be intimidating. The scarred man's slightly narrowed eyes shone with a sharp light, and with a flick of his hand, a short sword as black as ink appeared in his palm, which was only one foot and two inches long, the so-called one inch short and one inch dangerous.

Those who dare to wield a short sword are usually very confident and possess the strongest hand-to-hand combat skills, which can effectively restrain the use and play of all long blades. Unless the opponent's sword speed is extremely fast, to the point that the skill cannot keep up, beyond the rhythm of his own reaction.

Most of the people who are good at hand-to-hand combat practice short weapons, especially in terms of sharp reactions, they are far better than those who use long blades, almost relying on intuitive instincts, and even beyond the strain of consciousness.

The man with the scar showed his short sword first, undoubtedly telling the opponent that his martial arts were terrifying hand-to-hand combat, and he undoubtedly intended to leave a shadow and invisible deterrence in the opponent's heart, so that he had scruples and did not dare to let go of it, and his combat power was bound to be greatly reduced.

However, what he saw in his eyes was a pool of water from an ancient well without waves, so quiet that people felt palpitations, this feeling was very bad, and it made people feel very dangerous.

Lu Suifeng's hand also held a long sword with a sheath in his hand, and he was undoubtedly telling the other party that he would use the long sword to learn the strongest hand-to-hand killing technique.

The figure of the scarred man swayed slightly on the thick fallen leaves, swaying back and forth from side to side, and from time to time there was a faint hissing sound, like a poisonous snake in the grass spitting out the creepy core.

As the scarred man's body kept swaying, the frequency seemed to become faster and faster, and finally only a vague phantom of a person could be seen, and finally it was only a slight blink of an eye, and even this vague phantom disappeared completely. It is really unbelievable that a big living person can watch the world evaporate out of thin air in broad daylight.

The summit was even more silent, and the people in the temple seemed to be trying to find the vanished figure. Only Lu Suifeng closed his eyes quietly, what the other party used was just a stealth secret method, if the naked eye could catch his existence, it could not be called a secret method.

Whoosh! A dark short sword stabbed out silently, and rushed straight towards Lu Suifeng's vest. When a venomous snake catches its prey, it always waits for an opportunity to move, accurately grasp the best time, and deliver a thunderous fatal blow.

At this time, the man with the scar is like a poisonous snake that catches its prey, especially at the moment of attack, the speed is even faster. However, the sword that stabbed at Lu Suifeng's vest seemed to be twice as fast as the attack speed of the poisonous snake.

In the eyes of everyone in the city, the phantom of the scarred man was reflected at this time, and it turned out to be a ghost-like essence on his head and feet, bursting out from the most tricky angle.

It was the sound of the sword coming out of its sheath, and a clear light like water suddenly slashed into the void behind him;

Among the spectators, no one could see what was happening, only a faint glimpse of a very vague phantom, and a sonorous sound was heard. As for how the sword in Lu Suifeng's hand was unsheathed, and how it could swing this fatal blow with unmistakable accuracy while his eyes were closed, it was unknown.

Sonorous, sonorous!

Immediately afterward, a string of sword light flashed in all directions, bursting out with a series of sharp and piercing explosions, and sparks and silver stars flew in the sky. However, I only saw Lu Suifeng alone, alone with a lone sword, sometimes dodging and slashing, sometimes picking up and chopping, sometimes sliding and slashing, volleying and flying stabs, attacking from afar and close to each other, and fighting closely......

One light and one dark, this is the invisible speed of life and death, a second and a half slow, it is bound to splash blood. It's hard to imagine how thrilling that series of thrilling fights was like lightning.

From the scar man showing his short sword, Lu Suifeng knew that the other party must be a master who is good at hand-to-hand combat. Therefore, at the beginning, the breath of the other party was fixed, so you can roughly distinguish the direction of the opponent's movement without using your eyes, although the opponent hides his figure, and when he makes a move, he is even more shocked, silent, but the breath that exudes from his body will betray his next intention at the first time.

The silence on the face returned to before, and the scarred man did not realize that his aura had been locked by the other party, and the so-called stealth secret method was transparent.

What Scar Man was trembling at the moment was that the other party's sword drawing technique, as well as his keen adaptability, was able to swing his every killing blow with great precision without opening his eyes. Of course, he didn't expect a single blow to work, otherwise, it would be too boring and unchallenging.

In the first round of confrontation, in the thrilling fight like lightning and flint, the two sides exchanged dozens of moves, and the figure of the scar man just touched the ground and suddenly moved, in the blink of an eye, the whole person rushed into the air, as fast as an eagle striking the sky, and appeared at the top of Lu Suifeng's head in an instant, and a little dark cold suddenly enlarged rapidly in front of him.

Lu Suifeng drew his sword again, and with a terrifying speed, it clicked on the cold star with unmistakable precision, making a crisp sound.

When the two swords collided, the scar man seemed to have already left his back hand this time, and with this collision, his body turned and twisted and quickly approached Lu Suifeng.

The so-called one inch is one inch short and one inch is dangerous, and when a short blade is killed, what is needed is to strive to get close to the other party, and only by being entangled can the killing skills be brought into full play, so that the opponent's long blade is greatly restricted. One pick and one cut, one tick, the short sword in the scar man's hand flashed three consecutive strikes, as fast as a poisonous snake spitting out the core.