Sword inverse Nine Heavens

Chapter 109
On the martial arts arena, the battle between Luo Feng and Qiu Jin became fierce. Although Luo Feng didn't consume much magic energy, he had to concentrate on controlling the formation to attack Qiu Jin, while Qiu Jin's forehead was bruised due to the consumption of magic energy. There was a fine layer of sweat beads on the chest, and the small chest was undulating, which made Zhao Yu's eyes straight when he was watching from below.

"Colorful Falling Blossoms!"

Qiu Jin had been attacking all the time, but she didn't even touch Luo Feng's clothes. As time passed, the defensive formation outside Luo Feng's body, the protective shield formed, also became dim, as if at any time It will all be broken.

Qiu Jin's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, and she let out a low drink from her small cherry mouth. The thin sword in her hand waved out pieces of blue petal-shaped magic energy, and the entire arena seemed to become a sea of ​​flowers. But Luo Feng, who was above the martial arts arena, didn't dare to blink his eyes. These petals were all transformed by Qiu Jin's attack.

"Defense array!"

After Qiu Jin's martial arts turned the entire arena into a sea of ​​flowers, Luo Feng gritted his teeth, took out five crystal formation stones from the storage bag, and threw them on the ground with some heartache. The stones fell on the arena in a strange combination, forming a strange and unpredictable pattern, and disappeared on the arena, while the defensive formation around Luo Feng immediately emitted a burst of dazzling light. After the light dissipated, , the protective shield formed by the defensive array around Luo Feng was strengthened again, a layer of water-like ripples rippling on it.

Qiu Jin's petals swarmed, attacking Luo Feng's defensive cover, and on Luo Feng's defensive cover, layers of ripples appeared.Although Luo Feng's eyes were a little heartbroken, seeing that Qiu Jin's attacks were blocked, a triumphant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Going to win!"

Lu Fan knew that Qiu Jin was about to lose after seeing the strengthening of the defensive formation around Luo Feng.And the petals on the entire arena gradually disappeared, revealing Qiu Jin's tired figure.

"you win!"

Although Qiu Jin was defeated, there was no hint of discouragement in her eyes. After saying a word to Luo Feng, she jumped off the arena and returned to the Baihua Valley, standing quietly behind Baihuagu's elder, Baihuaxie.

"Really..."

Luo Feng shook his head helplessly, removed the formations around him, picked up five crystals, held them in his hands with some heartache on his face, looked at them, and carefully put them in his storage bag.

"Who else is going to challenge?"

Zhu Yan stood on the martial arts arena. The disciples of the Nirvana Sect watched the competition just now, and felt a little unsatisfied. The attacking methods of the two were quite different, especially Luo Feng of the Zhenzong Sect. , The entire battle process has never been seen by the disciples of Ni Miezong.

"I want to challenge Lu Fan of the Demon Sky Sect. I wonder if Junior Brother Lu dares to fight?"

Seeing the end of the match between Luo Feng and Qiu Jin, just as Zhu Yan's words fell, Zhang He behind Yang Qi couldn't wait to stand up, and said to Mo Tianzong's position, looking at Lu Fan provocatively With a glance, in the expression, it is invincible.

"Oh? You want to challenge Lu Fan?"

Murong Chang's face didn't change the slightest expression, but the tone of his mouth was a bit playful. After glancing at Zhang He lightly, he turned his head and said to Lu Fan: "Hide your strength properly, just teach him a lesson!"

"Understood, master!"

Murong Chang's words made Lu Fan smile, but no one else saw it. The only ones who could see the smile on Lu Fan's mouth were Mo Tianzong and the others, and Shui Bingyue, looking into Zhang He's eyes, There was a touch of sympathy.

It's not good to mess with anyone, but he has to mess with Lu Fan, a pervert, he's just looking for trouble, and seeing his complacent look, he knows that he is full of confidence in himself.

After Shui Bingyue sympathized, she felt pitiful. Yin Qi and Wang Ruoning on the side couldn't let themselves laugh, looking forward to how Zhang He could feel hell from heaven. In reality, his body was devastated.

"Brother Zhang He, please!"

Lu Fan stood up, made a gesture of invitation to Zhang Hexu, and walked towards the arena without looking back.

"That kid is a bit weird, you have to be careful not to overturn the boat!"

When Zhang He turned to leave, Yang Qi seemed to be thinking. He glanced at Murong Chang, who was in the presence of the old god, and didn't know whether he was happy or angry. A challenge has been raised, if the challenge is withdrawn at this time, then Sword God Sect will really become famous.

"Yes, Master!"

Zhang He said confidently to Yang Qi, his middle-level warrior strength, is it easy to catch a low-level warrior disciple?

"Huh? Physical training!"

Zhu Yan returned to his seat in the stands and sat down. When he saw Lu Fan walking to the arena, his eyes suddenly narrowed. In the body, it is difficult for ordinary people to find out, but Zhu Yan's strength can still tell Lu Fan's true strength at a glance.

"Please advise!"

Lu Fan looked at Zhang He who was standing not far from him, and said with a smile. He took out the long sword in his hand from the storage bag. Although he asked for advice, he didn't intend to make a move first. Somewhat annoyed.

A low-level samurai and an intermediate-level samurai competed, and he even let himself, an intermediate-level samurai, take the lead?

"Insanity!"

Zhang He didn't hesitate at all. After the long sword was unsheathed, earthy brown devilish energy immediately covered the long sword, and rushed towards Lu Fan.

"clang!"

When Zhang He's long sword was attacking in front of Lu Fan, Lu Fan's head tilted slightly to one side, avoiding Zhang He's blow, Zhang He's long sword changed instantly, and continued to cut towards Lu Fan's head, But Lu Fan's long sword, like a prophet, has long blocked the attacking route of Zhang He's long sword.

"What, that kid is hiding his strength?"

Yang Qi's expression dropped when he saw that Lu Fan dodged Zhang He's two consecutive attacks, while Zhao Yu and Wu Shuo behind them had disbelief written all over their faces. Lu Fan, who was supposed to be the best bully Unexpectedly, he escaped the attack of middle-level warrior Zhang He so easily.

"Dust is flying!"

Zhang He's consecutive attacks failed to hit Lu Fan, and he was immediately annoyed. He used his martial skills, and the aura above the long sword suddenly became thicker, and an earthy brown devilish energy seemed to be rolled up. The dust was like sand, attacking Lu Fan.

"Break it for me!"

Lu Fan felt that time was enough, and there was no need to waste it any longer. The long sword was also covered with a layer of fire-attributed demonic energy, and he slashed out at the earth-brown demonic energy attacking him.

The long sword, which did not display any martial skills, met Zhang He's attack. Zhang He was from the Sword God Sect, and he knew the power contained in his own sword. Seeing that Lu Fan did not dodge, but simply A sword fell, and a fierce smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"puff!"

With a deep voice, the fierce expression on Zhang He's face has not disappeared. Looking at what happened in front of him, he suddenly changed into an unbelievable expression.Lu Fan's random sword cut his own sword, and his sword was still a martial skill.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Zhang He was in a daze, froze on the spot, growling that it was impossible, Lu Fan also stopped aside, did not attack again, just quietly looked at Zhang He who was in a trance.

"What, broke!"

Seeing Lu Fan's random sword strike, Zhao Yu smashed Zhang He's attack. His face no longer looked indifferent. He looked at the two people in the field in disbelief, and Yang Qi was even more serious. Gloomy, looking at the smiling Murong Chang, there were five finger marks on the chair.

"Damn it, the old guy made another move."

"kill!"

Zhang He's drooping head suddenly lifted up, his eyes stared straight at Lu Fan, the long sword in his hand was filled with demonic energy, and he attacked Lu Fan again, with an aura of death, Zhang He still can't accept it. With a full blow, Lu Fan broke it easily.

"Hmph, I don't have any self-knowledge!"

Lu Fan had long hated the members of the Sword God Sect. Zhang He and Zhao Yu had been looking in their direction just now, and they knew that they had not made a good plan. Seeing Zhang He's attack that did not admit defeat, Lu Fan was also a little angry.

"roll!"

Lu Fan sipped his mouth, his body swayed, and he dodged behind Zhang He, leaving an afterimage of the long sword in his hand, which slapped Zhang He's back directly.

"You're asking for trouble."

Lu Fan shook his head, put the long sword back into the storage bag, and saw that he was shot out by his own sword, fell to the ground and rolled, Zhang He, who was in a state of embarrassment, jumped off the arena and returned to Motian Zong's location.

"Brother Xiaofan, you are beautiful!"

Wang Ruoning clenched her fist and waved it lightly at the position of Sword God Sect, snorting.

Zhang He got up from the ground, feeling the burning pain on his back, looked at Lu Fan in humiliation, turned his head and returned to the position of Sword God Sect, and when he walked up to Yang Qi, he lowered his head in shame, Yang Qi didn't say anything, just waved He waved his hand and let Zhang He go back behind him.

(End of this chapter)