Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 964 Sword drawing technique! (4 more)
At this time, on the improvised arena, a big man holding a tiger-headed big ring knife was fighting with Mu Liufeng inseparably.

It has been several months since the Sword Team Competition of the Fifth Academy, and Mu Liufeng has obviously worked hard, seeing that his control over Mo Xinyan has become more and more handy.

However, his opponent also seemed to be a ruthless character, even though Mu Liufeng had already cast the strange fire, he still couldn't gain the upper hand for a long time.

"Liu Feng, don't give that guy a chance to fight back. Damn it, dare to say that all the people from our sword team are rubbish! Fuck him to death!"

Under the stage, Lu Qingshan yelled loudly, they are also members of the sword team of Tianwei Academy Middle School, although this is no longer Tianwei Academy, but after all they have their own pride.

Li Yunting on the side had a dignified look on his face. Although Mu Liufeng's cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds, his opponent, the swordsman from the True Dragon Academy, was simply elusive in his single-handed swordsmanship.

In fact, even he had already been defeated by this swordsman, that's why Mu Liufeng made the move.

"It seems that the situation is not optimistic."

Ling Feng walked into the group and shook his head slightly when he saw the situation on the stage.

"Fuck you!"

As soon as Lu Qingshan heard this, he immediately blew his hair, and was about to see which grandson was not open-eyed, and he wanted to scold him like a bloody squirt.

But when he saw the appearance of the person coming, the cursing stopped abruptly.

Ling Feng!

Isn't that "close-eyed guy" just now Ling Feng?
Not only Ling Feng, but also Li Bufan, Jiang Xiaofan, Mu Qianxue from Tianfeng Sword Team, and two other charming girls also came together.

This battle!
"Cough cough..."

Lu Qingshan suddenly suffered from internal injuries, and with his courage, he would not dare to scold Ling Feng.

After all, Ling Feng is a man who dares to smoke even the prince!

"Brother Ling, Brother Li, and Brother Xiaofan...haha, why are you here?"

Li Yunting was quite curious when he saw Ling Feng and the others actually appearing in the Tianmang Fortress.

Who doesn't know that the Gu family army is the main force of the Northwest Army, and Mr. Deng, General Yingyang who has always taken good care of Ling Feng, is also from the Northwest Army.

It stands to reason that if Ling Feng chooses to join the army, he should join the Northwest Army.

"Brother Li can join the Southern Army, can't I?"

Ling Feng smiled casually and didn't say much. He just looked at the situation in the arena and shook his head slightly, "Without ten moves, it seems that Brother Mu is about to lose."

"This..." Naturally, Li Yunting could not disbelieve Ling Feng's judgment, and couldn't help sighing.

Unexpectedly, even though they were number one in the Tianwei Academy, they only knew what it meant to be in the army when they were in the army!

"What's the origin of this person?"

Li Bufan pursed his lips and asked casually, looking a little eager to try.

The strength of the swordsman also aroused some fighting spirit in him.

"His name is Shen Yidao, and he is a student of the True Dragon Academy. Unexpectedly, his strength is somewhat stronger than Mo Wufeng, the captain of the sword team of the True Dragon Academy!" Li Yunting said solemnly.

"This person is good at using knives, so maybe he doesn't bother joining the sword team."

Li Bufan held the saber in front of his chest, and took a step forward, his meaning was obvious: This Shen Yidao is my prey!

The ten strokes passed quickly, and Shen Yidao directly cut off Mu Liufeng's Moxinyan with a head-on blow. A terrifying sword light swept across, and Mu Liufeng's figure suddenly retreated, and he was directly shocked back a hundred steps open.

Sure enough, as Ling Feng said, he couldn't hold on to ten moves anymore!

"Hmph, what a shitty sword team! The strongest sword team in Tianli Academy is only so capable? It's not even worthy to lift my shoes!"

That Shen Yidao laughed loudly, glanced across the audience, and said arrogantly: "Who else!"

"Are you interested in playing two tricks with me?"

The next moment, Li Bufan jumped and landed ten steps away from Shen Yidao, with a cold light in his eyes, and said coldly: "I'm afraid your information is a bit outdated, the strongest sword team in Tianwei Academy, It's the Tianfeng Sword Team!"

"The strongest sword team again? You trash, like to make up all kinds of messy names, but unfortunately, the names sound loud, but they are not vulnerable!"

Shen Yidao brushed the blade with his palm, and said with a sneer, "Okay, okay, since your skin is itchy, I will loosen your bones for you!"

"Brother Li, be careful with this person... Poof!"

Mu Liufeng covered his chest, and suddenly spewed a mouthful of reverse blood. The heavy sword was too domineering. Once he got close to him, his sword was almost everywhere, making it impossible to guard against.

Ling Feng stepped forward and pressed Mu Liufeng's shoulders, and he squirmed behind him, sorting out the aura in his body, and said lightly: "There is no need to worry."

"Thank you!" Mu Liufeng looked back at Ling Feng with a trace of gratitude in his eyes.

At the same time, a heart is completely let go.

Even Li Bufan couldn't do it, but with Ling Feng here, it was enough.

"Surrender to death, slash against the wind!"

On the stage, Shen Yidao yelled violently, and immediately rushed out like a bison, with an incomparably domineering aura, and rushed towards Li Bufan.

Zheng!
A sword cry!
Everyone saw a flash of cold light.

Draw your sword!

Out of the sword!

Take the sword!

The three movements were done in one go, and then, with a "boom", the heavy body fell heavily on the ring. If you observe carefully, you can see that the clothes on his chest are being dripped with blood. dyed red.

The wound, thin and weak willow leaves, is almost indistinguishable.

This sword is clean, neat, and beautiful!

When the time came, everyone's eyes widened.

Shen Yidao, who was clamoring just now, was dealt with in such an understatement.

I just drew my sword!
Even Ling Feng was slightly surprised.

It seems that in the past few months, not only has his own strength improved greatly, Li Bufan's progress is also quite terrifying!

Compared with the decisive battle with the Royal Sword Team, his strength has increased by at least three times!
Mu Liufeng, Li Yunting and the others felt a burst of bitterness in their hearts. Unexpectedly, after they were defeated by the Tianfeng Sword Team, the gap between the two continued to widen to such an extent!

"Vulnerable."

Li Bufan shook his head, and walked off the stage very gracefully, while Shen Yidao struggled on the stage for a long time before he managed to get up, looking at Li Bufan's back tremblingly, his eyes filled with anger and anger. The expression of unwillingness turned into despair in the end, the gap was too great!

Even if he prepared carefully, guarded everywhere, and defended with all his strength, the sword just now was enough to instantly kill him.

If the sword had been a few inches deeper, his little life would have been fully explained.

"interesting!"

At this time, among the students of Zhenlong Academy, there was a man in Tsing Yi who was holding black and white chess pieces in his hands, with a curve on the corner of his mouth, jumped onto the ring, and shouted at Li Bufan's back : "Your Excellency, please stop! I wonder if you are interested in doing two tricks with me?"

(End of this chapter)