The tune gets higher and higher, and at the end, the tune is so fast that it makes you feel like you're vomiting blood.

Han Feng's face was red and white, obviously quite uncomfortable, and the clothes on his body were distorting with the sound waves.

Han Feng looked like he was constipated, his expression was painful, and he wanted to move but couldn't.

The song stopped abruptly, and at the highest moment, it came to an abrupt end.

Lu Fan frowned slightly, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Many of the disciples present were the students of the Mingxin Academy, and blood slipped from the corners of their mouths. The sonic martial arts technique is this, covering a wide area, and the entire students in the Zhengxin Hall have been affected.

Han Feng's body leaned forward in an instant, as if he was about to vomit.

And at this moment, the flute sounded again.

Three strange ripples, along with the sound, hit Han Feng's body like Lang Tao.

Han Feng's clothes were torn inch by inch, and he was about to lose his body.

However, Han Feng showed a momentum of breaking the cauldron at this moment, his body and clothes burst, and he was self-destructing, which made him stand firm.

The three ripples that hit him were broken by him and wiped out.

His body shook for a while, and the clothes on Han Feng's body exploded, revealing his strong upper body.

After all, it is a person who practices martial arts, with a well-proportioned body and muscular development, which is a must. Traces of blood oozed from the pores of Han Feng's body.

Lu Fan couldn't help but be slightly worried.

This kind of self-detonation will definitely hurt the internal organs.

For a warrior, trauma is not terrible. Especially many wounds that are injured on the limbs and look bloody and blurry, in fact, as long as you apply some medicinal herbs or take a pill, you will be fine in two days.

If you are afraid, you are afraid of internal injuries, once you hurt the roots, it will be very troublesome, and it is not impossible for the whole person to be abolished.

Man Yan was frightened by Han Feng's movements, and the song suddenly stopped.

Covering his mouth with one hand, he looked at Han Feng.

Raising his head, Han Feng said with a wicked smile, "Is it over?" It seems that I won. ”

Man Yan gritted his jade teeth and said, "Actually, there is one last paragraph. It's just you ......"

Han Feng opened his mouth and said, "There is one last paragraph! Come on, come on, you have to finish listening to the music." There's still a paragraph like that!"

Man Yan couldn't make up her mind, she seemed to be afraid that after the last paragraph was blown, Han Feng in front of her would not die in front of her.

Turning his head, Man Yan glanced at Master Wuwu. only to find that Master Wuwu's face was extremely calm.

Man Yan settled down and brought the jade flute to his mouth again.

The flute sounded, the sound churned, and the sound was like a whisper in the ear, and then turned into an iron horse.

It's unpredictable, but surprisingly pleasant.

In a quiet dream, the years flow like water. A song chasing the soul, there are many sorrows.

Lu Fan was attracted, this is the Dream Requiem.

Fascinating, powerful, and vigorous, it is really a powerful martial art, at least above the prefecture level.

Lu Fan relied on Wuji to refine the divine decision and stabilize his mind, so as to ensure that he was not disturbed by the Dream Chasing Requiem.

But Han Feng seemed to be trapped, his eyes were empty, and he looked straight at Man Yan, eager to leave three thousand feet of saliva.

Seeing this, Man Yan knew that he had won. The other party was completely accused, and she only needed a strong note to knock him down.

The strength on Man Yan's body slowly converged, she had already begun to stop, it was always bad to kill people.

But at this moment, Han Feng's ghost envoy said a word.

"Senior Sister Manyan, I like you, you can give me a baby. ”

When he landed, the audience was in an uproar. Lu Fan and the others opened their mouths even wider, as if they had stuffed an apple.

"Han Feng, are you crazy?"

Chu Xing was the first to call out.

The elder brother laughed loudly, and it sounded like he was going to die in the next moment.

The other students of Mingxin Academy exploded even more. Especially the few male trainees, who stood up half directly. Pointing at Han Feng and said, "Dengtu Langzi, is it looking for death?" ”

The female students opened their mouths in shock, how could this Han Feng of the Yiyuan Academy be so open-mouthed, Senior Sister Manyan was about to get angry.

Sure enough, in an instant, Manyan's face was red.

The whole face was like it had been roasted, and it was so red that it couldn't wait to smoke.

"Shameless!"

The strength on Man Yan's body suddenly skyrocketed by thirty percent at this moment, and the anger made Man Yan burst out with more than usual strength at this time.

The sound of the song suddenly became solemn, this is the most terrifying killing move of the Dream Requiem, ten thousand ghosts devouring the heart!

A voice sounded, and the floor under his feet and the strength on his body exploded.

The terrifying ripples and light directly enveloped Han Feng.

It wasn't until the ripples came to an end that Han Feng came back to his senses, and his face was shocked for a moment.

Boom Boom!

A continuous explosion sounded on Han Feng's body.

Han Feng spurted a mouthful of blood like a rainbow and fell forward. At the critical moment, he grasped the blue water and long sky sword to prevent himself from really falling to the ground.

With anger in his eyes, Man Yan looked at Han Feng proudly. Lu Fan, Chu Xing, and Chu Tian were all relieved to see that Han Feng could still hold the Blue Water Changtian Sword tightly.

"It's okay if you're not dead!"

Lu Fan nodded.

Chu Xing said: "This injury is nothing to Senior Brother Han Feng, it is not a problem, it is not a problem. ”

Chu Tiandao: "He has finally paid the price for this debt problem." It's so cool to watch, are you sure you've really finished eating the jerky?"

The senior brother closed his eyes and recuperated, and the victory and defeat of this game have been divided.

As soon as Master Qing and Master Daoguang looked at it calmly, their eyelids didn't move from beginning to end.

The Wushoushi next to him was startled when he saw that Man Yan was angry just now, and they were ready to stop Man Yan. Now seeing that Han Feng was injured, he was a little unbearable.

Turning his head to look at Yiqing and Daoguang, he found that these two masters were good, extremely calm, as if the seriously injured people below were not the students of their Yiyuan Academy.

Wuchou couldn't help but say: "Yiqing, Daoguang, don't you want to get your own student back to heal? I see that he is seriously injured." Moreover, the winner has already been divided. ”

Yiqing said with a smile: "The injury is very serious, that is for others, for Han Feng, this injury can only be regarded as daily cultivation." ”

When the master heard this, he was ready to reprimand him angrily, but he couldn't do this as a master.

But after thinking about it, Wu Chou thought of something, and said softly: "Han Feng, you mean, he is the ...... of the Han family."

Master Yiqing smiled and nodded.

Master Wuchou had a strange expression, and his gaze changed when he looked at Han Feng. It turned out to be a kid from the Han family, so it was.

Then this little injury is really nothing. The pervert of that family is known as being reborn with blood.

Man Yan looked at Han Feng coldly and said, "You lost." ”

Han Feng raised his head, looked at Man Yan with a bloody face, and grinned: "Why did I lose, I only lost if I fell to the ground." Haven't I fallen to the ground yet? Look, I can still get up. ”

As he spoke, Han Feng slowly got up.

He actually stood up.

Straightening his waist again, Han Feng looked at Man Yan and said, "At the end of the song, you lost." ”