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Chapter 398 Chengying, let me come

"How is it possible?" Cheng Ying didn't believe it, she looked at Han Feng with crystal clear eyes, she couldn't help being extremely shocked, and saw Han Feng suddenly stepping up into the air, causing a silver wind.

This is not an ordinary wind, this is a gang wind, coming from the depths of the sky, like a sword, extremely sharp, just a wisp of it can split a mountain peak.

Now Han Feng thought he had used it, strengthened himself, and refined it into a dharma form, which made the void crackle and cracks appeared, making one's scalp numb.

"It's such a terrible Dharma image."

Many disciples couldn't help but let out an exclamation, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

"cut!"

The young man in black looked tense, and immediately swung the flame knife, stepped up, fell into the 36 flame knife energy, and then rushed towards Han Feng.

At the moment when he was approaching Han Feng, he stared wide-eyed and shouted loudly, waved the flame knife, and merged with 36 flame knife air and knife energy, turning into a flame knife air, which was eighty feet long, and slashed towards Han Feng's face. .

The flaming saber air fell, and the void seemed to be burning, instantly burning out the air and evaporating water vapor, making the surrounding extremely hot, like a sea of ​​fire.

"Break it for me."

Han Feng's expression was flamboyant, full of self-confidence. There was a loud noise in the sky, and a tidal wind blew out, like a galaxy, rushing mightily towards the flaming saber energy.But when they heard an earth-shattering explosion, everyone felt that their ears were almost deaf, and then they saw cracks from the flaming saber energy being blown by the strong wind, and then shattered into pieces, splashing out sparks about ten feet wide.

Puff puff!
Some sparks hit the young man in black, and blood spattered immediately, causing him to cry out in pain, his face turned pale, and he staggered back, unable to even parry.

"Accept failure."

Taking advantage of the situation, Han Feng approached, staring at the black-clothed young man with dark eyes, swung a palm print, and hit him firmly on the chest, with a click, the bones shattered, blood splashed out, and he was unconscious.

"Hurry up and take him down for treatment." Deacon Li said hastily.

Swish!
Two disciples came up and carried the young man in black down to heal his wounds.

"Brother Fang actually lost, and he lost so badly?" The crowd was in an uproar, which made some disciples in the late stages of the Faxiang Realm who wanted to challenge Han Feng fearful and discouraged.

"The strength of this Han Feng is so strong."

The four of Shi Yunchang frowned secretly, Han Feng is so powerful, who can defeat him?The four of them looked at each other, as if they had a tacit understanding, they all focused on Xiao Ran.

Shi Wanchao sneered in his heart, with a high-sounding appearance, and said in a commanding tone: "Xiao Ran, you are also a late-stage disciple of the Faxiang Realm. If you don't take action now, when will you wait?"

"Old man." Xiao Ran slandered in his heart, scolding Shi Wanchao all over the head, on the surface he was relaxed and calm, and said: "Elder Shi, you don't need to worry about when the disciple will make a move."

"It's unreasonable, Xiao Ran, you are a disciple of this sect, and you should contribute to this sect. If you dare to refuse, don't blame this elder for disposing of you according to the sect's rules." Shi Wanchao shouted righteously.

Shi Yunchang and the others frowned slightly. Shi Wanchao actually wanted to deal with Xiao Ran at this time, which was a little too much.

Bai Yan watched from the sidelines, looked at Xiao Ran with a smile, and thought to himself: "This son is extremely talented, and Shi Wanchao can't tolerate him, so I might as well find a chance to recruit him into the Blood Clothes Sect."

"How could Elder Shi force Xiao Ran to take action?" Fang Luobing and the others frowned, a little disgusted by Shi Wanchao.

"Elder Shi, the reason why Xiao Ran doesn't fight now is because I want to compete with Han Feng." Cheng Ying walked out suddenly, and she smiled
Beautiful face, noble temperament, graceful and graceful, immediately attracted everyone's attention.

You know, Cheng Ying already had a beautiful embryo, and she is also the jewel in the palm of Cheng Tianlong, the master of the Dange Pavilion. Many disciples like her, but it is a pity that Cheng Ying seems to be honest with everyone.

"It turned out to be Cheng Ying's niece. Since you are going to compete with Han Feng, you have to be careful not to get hurt." When Shi Wanchao saw Cheng Ying, his attitude changed drastically. He stroked his beard and said with a smile.

At this time, he was completely a kind elder. It seemed that someone else was the one who scolded Xiao Ran just now, which made many people dumbfounded.

"This old guy changed his face really quickly." Xiao Ran slandered endlessly, despising Shi Wanchao's behavior, but he also knew the reason why Shi Wanchao did so.

Cheng Ying is wearing a long blue dress, her skin is like snow, three thousand blue hairs are flying, her eyes are shining, her slim figure flickers, the blue light shines, and a noble green lotus appears, a piece of clear, full of vitality, with a kind of earthy beauty. The taste of rejuvenation.

"Qinglian Dharma Aspect?"

Han Feng was slightly taken aback. He knew that Cheng Ying was the No. 18 Qinglian Physique among the Tiangang Physiques, but he didn't expect that when Cheng Ying made a move, it would be the Qinglian Physique.

The green lotus body is flawless and pure, as pure as jade, in line with the principles of heaven and earth, and the green lotus dharma is even more powerful, with brilliant power. In all directions, white clouds are flying all over the sky.

"Xiao Ran, do you think Senior Sister Cheng Ying can defeat Han Feng?" Fang Luobing asked.

Zhao Wuyi and the others looked at Xiao Ran, wondering what he would say?
"Cheng Ying is a green lotus physique, with unparalleled talent. It has been more than half a year since she cultivated to the late stage of the Faxiang Realm. Her foundation is solid, her vitality is condensed and vigorous, and she is only a short distance away from breaking through to the peak of the Faxiang Realm. However, Han Feng is not better than ordinary people. He must have practiced powerful skills. Cheng Ying only has a half chance of defeating him." Xiao Ran said methodically.

"The result of this competition depends on whether Han Feng has other cards, but I think Junior Sister Cheng should also have cards." Zhao Wuyi said lightly.

Fang Luobing and the others nodded when they heard the words. Cheng Ying is a money fanatic, not short of money, and is also the jewel in the palm of Cheng Tianlong, the master of Dan Pavilion. Who would believe that he has no trump card?

Thinking this way, everyone looked towards the battle platform, only to see Han Feng's Rising Clouds and Stormy Clouds were suppressed by Cheng Ying's Qinglian Dharma, the storm became smaller and the white clouds became less and less.

"Miss Cheng deserves to be the proud daughter of heaven. Her strength is extraordinary, so I, Han Feng, will not be polite." Drink: "Wind Dragon."

hold head high!
There was a sound of dragon howling, and a wind dragon condensed in front of Han Feng, with mighty longan eyes, flying dragon beard, and sharp dragon claws, grabbing Qinglian Dharma.

Bang!
The green lotus dharma form swayed under the claws of the wind dragon, bursting out with blue light.

"Golden Fan!"

Cheng Ying's eyes flickered, and with a soft scold, the golden fan immediately flew out of her dantian, landed in her hand, and slammed hard at the wind dragon.

Whoohoo!
A strong golden storm swept out, containing the treasure of sharp gold, the sharpness of Geng Jin, like a golden knife and a golden sword, shattering the void and annihilating all directions.

There was a loud clanging sound, the air was torn apart, and it was blown on the wind dragon. There was a loud bang, and golden cracks appeared, and one of the dragon's whiskers was cut off.

"A middle-grade spiritual weapon?"

Han Feng frowned, with fear in his eyes. After all, the power of the middle-grade spiritual weapon is not weak, and it will bring him some trouble.

However, he quickly regained his composure, and waved his arms again. The dragon's voice was loud and high-pitched, and another wind dragon flew out, and rushed towards Qinglian Faxiang with its teeth and claws.

"Han Feng, today I want to let you know why the flowers are red."

Cheng Ying raised her jade face, her orb-like eyes shone brightly, her graceful figure moved, and green lotuses the size of a jade plate emerged under her feet. Her speed suddenly increased, more than three times faster than before.

When everyone saw this scene, four words immediately appeared in their minds: lotus growing every step of the way.

"Cheng Ying has fully demonstrated the power of Qinglian Body." Zhao Wuyi said in a deep voice.

"Victory or defeat depends on one action." Xiao Ran said softly.

Fang Luobing and the others became nervous when they heard the words, hoping that Cheng Ying could defeat Han Feng, win this competition, and save the game for Lingfamen.

Shi Yunchang and the others felt the same way at this time, after all, Spirit Famen had already lost two competitions, and they couldn't lose the third one.

"The winner must be Han Feng."

Bai Yan and Li Changtian looked calm, and they were not worried about Han Feng at all, because they believed that Han Feng could defeat Cheng Ying.

"Miss Cheng, you are really strong, but unfortunately you can't defeat me."

Facing Qinglian Dharma and Cheng Ying, who was growing lotuses every step of the way, Han Feng was not only not nervous, but relaxed, stepping on the void, better than strolling in the garden.

"Nine Heavens Stellar Wind!"

There was a sound like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and the void above Han Feng's head was suddenly shaken, and a hole as large as Zhang Xu appeared, and a silver wind rolled out of the hole.

This wind came from the depths of the sky, it was extremely sharp and thick, and it was more than twice as powerful as the wind he had used against the young man in black before.

There was a rumbling sound in the void, the bright sunlight was blown away, the white clouds disappeared without a trace, and the Nine Heavens Gangfeng suppressed like a tall silver tower.

boom!
The Qinglian dharma phase vibrated, bursting out with blue light, and some petals split; at the same time, the golden storm radiated by the dazzling gold fan was also crushed by the wind of the Nine Heavens, and turned into nothing. Sweat.

"No, Cheng Ying is in danger."

When Xiao Ran and the others saw this, their expressions changed.

"Han Feng, don't hurt Junior Sister Cheng."

Many spiritual disciples shouted, some disciples clenched their fists and glared at Han Feng, as if they had a sworn hatred with him.Shi Yunchang and the others also became nervous.

"Don't worry, everyone, Han Feng will be careful." Bai Yan reassured.

Sure enough, Han Feng didn't continue to stir up Jiutian Gangfeng, but waved his palm, making silvery white palm prints, forcing Cheng Ying to retreat.

Cheng Ying staggered back, her chest heaved violently, dripping with sweat, but she gritted her teeth and wanted to persevere, but Han Feng didn't give her a chance.

Bang!
Han Feng slapped another palm and hit Cheng Ying's left shoulder. Cheng Ying let out a cry of pain and retreated a hundred feet away. A pale color appeared on his face that was smoking hot.

However, Cheng Ying had a stubborn face and wanted to continue. At this moment, a warm voice suddenly sounded behind her: "Cheng Ying, let me do it."

(End of this chapter)