Wu Qingfeng's body trembled directly from anger, and his face was pale. [.800book]

He was ignored by He Wuxian before, and he was already very angry.

Then, the duel was about to begin, but He Wuxian ran to bet and teased him.

Now, He Wuxian calls him a child again, which is simply **'naked' contempt and insult.

Even if Wu Qingfeng had been practicing swords hard for twelve years, and his mind was as resolute as a rock, he was completely 'provoked'.

"Why don't you hate, I will definitely make you kneel down and beg for mercy!"

This cold sentence burst out of his mouth, and Wu Qingfeng burst out with monstrous sword intent.

At that moment, his whole body was full of cyan 'color' sword light, and he rushed into the sky, and his whole person was like a sharp sword out of the sheath.

"The third form of Qingfeng's swordsmanship, the remnant sun falls. ”

In the cold cheer, Wu Qingfeng held the Qingfeng sword in both hands, and his body was like an electric stab, pointing directly at He Wuxian's head.

The two were eighty zhang away, but in an instant, Wu Qingfeng rushed out sixty zhang.

A two-zhang long sword light appeared on the Qingfeng Sword, slashing down from the sky, enveloping He Wuxian's figure in it.

The incomparable sword qi burst out in an instant, enveloping a radius of a hundred zhang.

The wind and clouds were surging high in the sky, and the originally clear sky became dim.

The rising sun has also become a sunset in the west.

The power of Aomine's swordsmanship is really terrifying, and this sword is enough to destroy a mountain.

Under the sword fighting stage, more than 500 inner 'door' disciples all 'revealed' their surprised 'colors'.

Looking at Wu Qingfeng's eyes, he was also full of appreciation and admiration.

Even Yang Tianchen in the crowd couldn't help but nod his head secretly in admiration.

"I haven't seen Wu Qingfeng make a move for a few years, but his strength has grown a lot, and his swordsmanship has become more perfect. It is estimated that he will soon be able to rise to the ninth level of the Martial King. ”

Seeing that as soon as Wu Qingfeng made a move, he displayed the powerful third form of Qingfeng's swordsmanship.

The crowd was full of excitement and cheers.

Everyone understands that the reason why Wu Qingfeng is so strong is to defeat He Wuxian with one move.

Only in this way can He Wuhate be trampled down.

Let him lose face in the sect's 'gate', and he will not be able to raise his head from now on.

However, just when everyone decided that He Wuxian was about to lose.

On the sword fighting platform, He Wuxian, who was shrouded in the bright sword light, burst out with monstrous flame brilliance.

The crimson flames burst into the sky and exploded in all directions, emitting terrifying power.

Wu Qingfeng's cyan 'color' sword light was instantly overwhelmed by the monstrous flames, fell apart, and dissipated into countless fragments.

"Uh...... How so!"

The inner 'door' disciples in the audience were all stunned, and the cheers stopped abruptly. txt full works download Http://wWw.75txt./

No one could have imagined that He Wuxian would be able to easily disintegrate Wu Qingfeng's attack.

Yang Tianchen's eyes widened suddenly, revealing an incredible expression, and he shouted in a low voice: "He Wuxian is only an eighth-level martial king, how can he directly disperse Wu Qingfeng's swordsmanship?"

Lin Qingxuan didn't speak, her beautiful eyes were shining, staring at the figure of He Wuxian on the stage.

I saw that Wu Qingfeng's sword light was scattered, and the person was also bombarded by the monstrous flames and flew back upside down.

But he reacted quickly, did not panic, and immediately flipped three heels in the air to stabilize his body.

His heart was also full of shock and incredulity, and his face became extremely dignified.

"Looks like I'm underestimating him, and I have to use a trick!"

Thinking like this in his heart, Wu Qingfeng's face was cold, and he was about to swing his sword to perform the last form of Qingfeng's swordsmanship.

However, at this moment, I saw He Wuxian's right hand move, and the flames in the sky condensed into a giant hand that covered the sky.

It was a huge palm with a radius of ten feet, flickering with blazing fire, and containing a palpitating power.

"Covering the sky!"

I only heard He Wuxian snort coldly, and the flame giant hand that covered the sky and the sun smashed down on Wu Qingfeng's head.

At this moment, the more than 500 inner 'sect' disciples under the sword fighting platform all changed their colors in shock and let out worried exclamations.

Wu Qingfeng didn't expect that before he had time to perform his tricks, He Wuxian had already counterattacked.

At the critical moment, he didn't have time to think about it, and his figure retreated like the wind.

However, he immediately despaired.

The speed of the giant hand covering the sky was incredibly fast, and it engulfed him in the blink of an eye.

"Boom!"

The flame giant slammed into him, slamming into the sword fighting platform with a deafening sound.

Under the bombardment of tens of millions of catties, the entire sword fighting platform trembled violently hundreds of times.

The fierce wind instantly spread out in all directions, sweeping the audience like a shock 'wave'.

The inner 'gate' disciples who were close to each other all retreated with pale faces, for fear of being 'affected' by the battle.

The entire Doujian Peak was like an earthquake, and it trembled violently and shook more than a dozen times before it stabilized.

Such a terrifying majesty shocked the hearts of everyone present, and the eyes that looked at He Wuxian were full of awe.

After a long time, when the flames dissipated and the giant hand covering the sky disappeared, everyone saw the situation in the field clearly.

I saw that Wu Qingfeng was lying on the pale yellow 'colored' sword fighting platform, not moving, and seemed to be in a coma.

A cyan 'colored' sword lay quietly ten zhang away.

He Wuxian was still standing in place, his hands behind his back, a calm smile on his face.

Confident and radiant.

There was a dead silence all around, and everyone was stunned, staring at this qiē in amazement.

Ten breaths later, the crowd erupted into a series of discussions.

Countless people exclaimed: "Wu Qingfeng is actually defeated!"

"Oh my God, it's incredible!"

"He Wuxian actually defeated Wu Qingfeng with just one move, his strength is too terrifying!"

"It's over, Wu Qingfeng has since fallen off the immortal list, and has been replaced by He Wuhate!"

“......”

Accompanied by the discussions and exclamations of many inner 'door' disciples, some people were happy and some were worried.

Meng Qi laughed excitedly, and hugged all the materials on the case in front of him into his arms, with a smug expression on his face.

Dozens of disciples who bet on He Wu to lose without hatred all had painful expressions on their faces.

Lin Qingxuan, who stood out in the crowd, pursed her lips and smiled, 'revealed' two very good-looking dimples, and her eyes were full of gratifying smiles.

He Wuxian's victory confirmed her conjecture, and also helped her win hundreds of 'mixed' elixirs, which made her feel good.

Yang Tianchen's face was dark, his eyes were 'gloomy' staring at He Wuxian, and he snorted coldly.

Wu Shijie, who was 'mixed' in the crowd, was stunned and completely dumbfounded.

"Why? Why is this happening? Why can't even Brother Feng beat that bastard?!"

He muttered in despair, lowered his head and took advantage of the 'chaos' to leave the crowd, and he didn't have the face to stay any longer.

After a while, the chatter of the surrounding crowd gradually stopped.

He Wuxian looked at Meng Qi at this time, and said with a smile: "Hey, Young Master Ben won, what about the bet?"

Meng Qi was stunned for a moment, and the smug smile on his face suddenly dissipated.

With a 'fleshy' painful expression on his face, he reluctantly took out a large number of Yuan Spirit Stones, 'mixed' the spirit pill and the talisman, and the ninth-level mysterious weapon, and 'handed over' it to He Wuxian.

In this gamble, He Wuxian was the biggest winner, winning almost all the bets.

Even Meng Qi, who is a dealer, only left a few bottles of 'mixed' elixir.

After putting a large number of pills and Yuan Ling stones and other materials into the package space.

He Wuxian pointed at Wu Qingfeng and shouted loudly: "Wu Qingfeng is in a coma, no one carries him down?"

"Wu Shijie, Wu Shijie, you are stupid|' Force', your brother is lying here, you don't care?"

As soon as he heard this, the more than 500 inner 'door' disciples in the audience immediately searched for Wu Shijie's figure in the crowd.

However, Wu Shijie has long since disappeared, how can he still find someone?

As a result, everyone became more and more despissing Wu Shijie, and many people cursed angrily.

"Damn, if I were Wu Qingfeng, I would definitely strangle Wu Shijie, a rabbit cub. ”

"That's it! Wu Qingfeng came out to duel for him, he didn't even have a figure, a wolf-hearted thing. ”

Everyone talked about it, and they all despised Wu Shijie's personality.

Seeing that the duel was over, the show was over, and many people were about to leave the sword fighting platform.

But at this moment, He Wuxian, who was standing on the sword fighting platform, shouted loudly again: "I heard before that Young Master Ben heard that Wu Qingfeng is one of the four masters of the Tibetan sword?"

"What about the other three masters? Wu Qingfeng is lying here, don't you care?

Hearing these two words, the inner 'door' disciples who were about to leave all stopped.

Everyone looked at He Wuxian with a shocked look on their faces, and looked at He Wuhate incredibly.

Everyone thought that this was the end of the duel.

But no one would have thought that He Wuxian would insult the four heroes of the Tibetan Sword in public in public!

The Four Masters of the Tibetan Sword are the objects of admiration of hundreds of inner 'gate' disciples, all of whom are powerful geniuses.

Wu Qingfeng is only the weakest one, and the other three masters are all real masters!

Everyone was shocked and inexplicable, why was the hateless arrogance shocked.

But that's not all, at this moment, He Wuxian's voice spread throughout the audience again.

"According to Young Master Ben, what are the four heroes of the hidden sword? It's better to call the four turtles with hidden heads!"

"...... Uproar"

"Hiss......"

The sound of discussion and gasping came one after another.

More than 500 inner 'gate' disciples, all of them had drastic changes in their faces, their eyes widened, and their eyes looked at He Wuxian with pity.

Everyone was stunned, and one by one they gloated and discussed.

"Haha, why don't you hate it, as rumored, arrogant to the extreme!"

"This guy is crazy and boundless, he dares to provoke the four heroes of the hidden sword, he is really killing himself!"

"Hey, if you don't die, you won't die, why don't you hate to die today. ”

"Haha, I thought the show was over. Unexpectedly, the more 'refined' and colorful show is still to come. ”

Yang Tianchen, who was standing in the crowd, originally had a 'gloomy' face and an ugly face.

At this time, he sneered all over his face, grinned and said: "I really don't know whether to live or die, I dare to insult the four heroes of the Tibetan Sword in public, Zhou Cheng, Qin Bufu and Tan Xiuyun will definitely pick his skin!"

The other three male disciples were all the only ones who looked at him, and they also hurriedly nodded in agreement.

Only Lin Qingxuan's expression was strange, and there was a touch of 'excitement' on her delicate face, and her eyes were full of excitement.

Her heart was full of anticipation, full and plump, crispy | The chest', which rises and falls slightly under the snow-white robe.

"Great! Miss Ben guessed correctly, He Wuxian really took Wu Qingfeng and took this opportunity to challenge the ranking of the immortal list!"

"I just don't know, will he still reach the top in one day like he did when he challenged the mountains and rivers list?"