"Brother Qin, how many strokes do you think I should use to defeat you?" Song Yan stared at Qin Feng with a playful expression on his face.

Hearing the words, Qin Feng's face turned dark, and he laughed and said, "The villain gets his will."

"Everyone! Each other." Song Yan's strange tone seemed to point.

Suddenly, Qin Feng's face turned darker, and he suddenly pulled out the long sword in his hand: "Huang Liang, let's do it. Hugh, let's play tricks there!"

"Okay, as you wish!"

Song Xun stepped forward, raised his palm and patted his hands. The fiery palm strength and the hot temperature formed an overwhelming momentum and struck Qin Feng.

But at this moment, Qin Feng suddenly showed a weird smile.

"The Shadow Wind is eighteen."

The long sword in Qin Feng's hand moved, and a strong breath shot out from the sword in his hand with Zhan Languang.

"It's a magic weapon!"

Feeling this breath, the deacon's eyes narrowed slightly. As for the disciples below, all of them showed horror. I did not expect that the sword in Qin Feng's hands was a magic weapon.

The spirit artifact is beyond the existence of ordinary artifacts. The spirit artifacts are divided into nine grades. Even one grade of the artifact is extremely expensive. At the same time, the artifact has a great influence on the strength of the warrior.

Take Qin Feng, for example, the long sword in his hand should be a good artifact, but with this magic sword, his attack power can reach at least seven refining qi.

"Oh!"

With Qin Feng's dancing, a large amount of cyan sword gas spurted out from the long sword in his hands, densely packed, as if to tear the world.

Especially Song Yan, who was close at hand, was instantly wrapped in sword gas and drowned.

"go to hell!"

Qin Feng looked at Song Yan, who was engulfed in his sword, and a proud smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He has been reluctant to endure the hatred of Song Yan, and today he finally has a chance to be ashamed.

suddenly……

The spark of light rose from the inside of Jianqi. At first, it was just a flame, then it became the size of a fist, and then, it became the size of a football ... Finally, it turned into a sea of ​​fire ...

This process is extremely fast. During the breathing, the flames of fire evolved to engulf Qin Feng's sword gas.

At the same time, a phantom-like figure suddenly appeared in front of Qin Feng's body, kicking it out.

"boom!"

Qin Feng flew in response and fell out of the ring.

"How did I fail?"

Qin Feng, holding a common artifact, stood under the ring, unwilling.

Not much attention has been paid to him as a loser, and most of the disciples outside the audience admired Song Yan, the victor on the stage.

Even a lot of bold female disciples shouted out, "Brother Huang, I adore you so much, you are so good, you are so mighty."

Song Yan walked down the ring with a smile, and suddenly a large group of outside students came up.

"Brother Huang, you just performed the nine styles of martial arts Xuanhuo from your family?"

"Yeah, the martial arts you just showed are too strong!"

While the disciples complimented Song Yan, the game continued.

Half an hour later, this PK match was over, leaving only fifteen disciples.

The deacon stood on the ring, and said loudly, "The rules of this round of competition are wheel battles. Those who defeated the other fourteen people will be the last winners today. No. 809, you will be the master!"

"Yes!"

Song Kun jumped onto the ring.

The challenge begins.

The first girl to take the stage was the Twin Sword Girl.

"Brother Huang still invites his mercy!" The girl who used the double swords smiled at Song Yan.

"Okay." Song Zheng nodded.

"Brother Huang, you're welcome. Look!"

As soon as the words fell, the two-sword girl launched an attack. Her two-swords looked like two flexible snakes and matched her flexible figure. This set of one-star martial arts snake snake technique has let her perform to the extreme.

Song Yan and her reluctantly engaged in dozens of tricks, and sent her off the ring with a clever effort.

"No. 809 wins, continue!" The deacon announced coldly.

The second challenger is a strong man using a double hammer.

This man was born with divine power, and his hundreds of pounds of hammers were nothing in his hands.

However, with only three strokes, Song Yan shot him down the ring.

The third challenger is a thin young man.

"I surrender!"

Fourth challenger: "I confess!"

From the beginning of the third challenge to the final fourteenth challenger, all of them conceded. The main reason is that Song Yan's strength is too cruel, and they simply cannot see the hope of victory.

"I announced that Huang Liang won the victory today and is eligible to participate in tomorrow's competition on the 8109!"

The competition on the ninth ring is over.

However, the competition of other dais continued, and Song Kun came to the dais where Lin Yue participated.

During this month, Song Ye did not give less instructions to the martial arts of Lin Yue and others. Therefore, they have made great progress. In addition, they have no shortage of silver in their hands. After buying dozens of second-grade xuandan, Xiuwei has basically stepped into the fifth level of gas refining.

In particular, Lin Yue has reached the top five peaks of gas refining.

Therefore, in today's game, he performed exceptionally vigorously, and has now entered the third round of the challenge.

"Brother Huang, Brother Feng from the inner door wants to see you and follow me!"

At this moment, an obese insider disciple came in front of Song Yi, and said that with impulse.

Song Yan glanced at the other person, and slowly spit out a few words: "Who are you, do I know you?"

The obese disciple looks cold: "I have heard people say that you are arrogant and arrogant, and now it is true at first sight, but now it is Brother Feng who invites you, you better follow me obediently, otherwise the consequences are not you Affordable! "

Hearing the threat, Song Yan directly cursed: "Go to your uncle, Lao Tzu doesn't know the surname Feng, why should he go with you, and he wants to see me, let him come, and send a dog leg to count?"

"Dare you scold my dog ​​leg! Seek death!"

The obese insider disciple couldn't help being furious, so he reached out to Song Yi.

However, Song Ye had already prepared. When he stepped back, he avoided the other's claws, and then he shouted, "No, the disciples came to hit people outside!"

Suddenly, the surrounding disciples seemed to see the obese disciples who had not had time to recover their paws.

"Grass, dare to bully our boss!"

Lin Yue directly jumped from the ring with a knife and slashed at the obese insider disciple.

"act recklessly!"

The obese inside door slaps a hand while drinking coldly, Lin Yue flew upside down and fell a few meters away. Wow, he opened a mouthful of blood.

"Not good, insiders are going to kill outsiders!"

Song Yan screamed again.

"Mom, disciple is amazing! Fuck him!"

"It's too arrogant! Can disciples inside the door defeat the outside door?"

"Kill him!"

In the shout, dozens of outside students rushed to the obese inside door.

Seeing this scene, the obese insider disciples couldn't help but be angry and yelled at the outside students who rushed to the group: "Be bold, do you want to rebel?"

"Snapped!"

An egg flew like lightning and exploded on the forehead of the obese insider disciple, instantly fading him.

The obese inside door was stunned first, and then became furious: "Who throws the **** thing, stand for me!"

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