The Dragon from Hell

Everyone was a little shocked when Huiyuan Li was going to play.

After all, everyone thought that Huiyuan Li's battle would be tomorrow, against several Dragon Country's geniuses.

But today, Xuanyuan Feng happened to be unexpected, and he happened to be holding the Black Forest, so Huiyuan Li was attracted to play in person.

But now from Qin Feng's tone, he seemed to have expected Huiyuan Li to play, and he had been waiting for it.

This is why Xuanyuan Feng didn't even draw his sword once in the previous battle.

He encountered difficult moments several times, and he just let the long sword stay in the sheath and blocked it abruptly, without any intention of drawing the sword.

Now, after listening to Qin Feng's words, although he didn't say a word, one hand was already on the hilt of the sword, staring at Huiyuan Li in front of him with a torch-like gaze.

The latter's pupils condensed in an instant, and she turned her head and stared at Xuanyuan Feng.

Just when Xuanyuan Feng put his hand on the hilt of the sword, she felt a dangerous breath coming towards her.

Xuanyuan Feng's eyes were not cold, and even looked a little fanatical, as if the beast in his eyes had burst out with primitive impulse and murderous intent in an instant.

In his previous combat power, Xuanyuan Feng also showed amazing momentum.

But now Xuanyuan Feng made people feel that his aura was even sharper, as if he had turned into a long sword in an instant.

Huiyuan Li is also a swordsman, and she is definitely an excellent swordsman.

So she immediately noticed the change in Xuanyuan Feng's aura, and slightly widened her eyes: "How is this possible?"

"Sword Intent!"

Old Chu was just here to watch the fun, but now he is completely attracted by Xuanyuan Feng, and his eyes are shining with excitement: "This kid is really a genius!"

No wonder he is so excited, even Dong Wanglou, who is always calm and sitting next to him, is blushing at this moment: "He is less than 20 years old, but he has already comprehended the sword intent. The reputation of Chi Zi Ling Long Xin is well-deserved. He is a natural swordsman!"

In an unknown corner of the audience, a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses is sitting.

He is very low-key, so low-key that even the people next to him don't notice that there is a person sitting here.

His presence is inexplicably low, so low that it can be ignored.

At this time, he was also staring at Xuanyuan Feng on the ring. When he saw the sword intent bursting out from Xuanyuan Feng, his body, which was originally leisurely and lazy leaning on the chair, suddenly paused, and then slowly sat up.

His face could not be seen under the sunglasses, but his hoarse whisper could be heard: "Such a mellow sword spirit..."

On the other side, there was an old man sitting behind the rostrum.

He had been resting his mind with his eyes closed since the start of the game.

Even though Xuanyuan Feng's stunning appearance before made it difficult for many people to look away, he seemed to have heard nothing and didn't care.

It seemed that a genius like Xuanyuan Feng was not worth mentioning in his eyes.

But now, he suddenly opened his eyes without watching the whole game, and even when people suspected that he had fallen asleep.

From his position, he could not see the ring or the big screen at all.

But he just stared at the screen in front of him and said faintly: "Dragon Country Sword Dao, another extraordinary genius has been born."

On Meng Changfeng's side, Wu Mian had already looked ashen, and Meng Changfeng himself was a little restless.

He originally thought that even if Xuanyuan Feng was indeed a natural warrior, he was mentally incomplete, and it was already the limit for him to reach the point he had reached before.

Besides, Tiexian Villa itself is not based on swordsmanship, and its own swordsmanship is even more mediocre, which can't be regarded as the signboard of the sect.

Before, Xuanyuan Feng practiced swordsmanship because his father was a mediocre swordsman and had no presence in Tiexian Villa.

Because he was mentally retarded since childhood, the sect raised him completely because his parents sacrificed for the sect.

When he was five years old, all children had to start practicing martial arts according to the rules.

At that time, the sect thought that he was a fool and there was no need to practice martial arts. After growing up, he worked in the sect and had a meal. It was the kindness of the sect to him.

However, at that time, no one in the sect deliberately targeted him, and even found the sword that his father used at the beginning and gave it to him as his enlightenment to practice martial arts.

Who knew that since the day Xuanyuan Feng held the sword, the whole Tiexian Villa was surprised, troubled and regretful because of his appearance.

Now, seeing Xuanyuan Feng holding the black forest and his sword intent surging, Meng Changfeng didn't even bother to look at Wu Mian's expression. He stood up tremblingly, his eyes staring straight ahead: "How is this possible... This is impossible!"

Wu Mian clenched his teeth and looked atSeeing Meng Changfeng's reaction, he was almost going crazy with jealousy.

His eyes were full of Xuanyuan Feng, full of blood.

Not to mention them, even Guigu Liuli, who had been drinking since the beginning of the game and didn't care about the situation, sat up slowly at this time.

Those drunken eyes were full of strong murderous intent: "Long people, such a genius shouldn't appear."

Huiyuan Li had recovered from her shock at this time, and at the same time, she tightened her sword and withdrew one leg slightly.

"Hehe, even if you have understood the sword meaning, so what?"

"Your Long country's swordsmanship has long been withered. You are mentally incomplete and it is impossible for you to understand your sword heart."

"A sword without a sword heart is destined to lose!"

Her realm is comparable to Xuanyuan Feng, and the two are at the peak of the Xuan realm.

And Xuanyuan Feng is only nineteen years old, and there is a difference of almost ten years between them. How much experience is accumulated in between?

Even if Xuanyuan Feng is a genius, she will make the genius die in the cradle today!

Xuanyuan Feng was expressionless and said nothing, and the Black Forest in his hand suddenly came out of the sheath.

The Black Forest Sword is as its name suggests, with a black body and a sharp blade.

When Xuanyuan Feng pulled it out, the blade gently cut through the air, and even the slightest clanging sound could not be heard, just like the murderous intent hidden in the night, extremely silent, but impossible to ignore.

And Huiyuan Li did not draw the sword, but the whole person formed a full bow posture, pressed the sword that had not yet been unsheathed at the waist to the lowest, and held the hilt tightly with her hand.

At the same time, a sword intent burst out from her body, but she quickly took it back into her body and suppressed it in the scabbard.

This is also Huiyuan Li's favorite way to draw the sword-drawing and slashing.

The battle between the two people was about to break out, but no one took the first shot.

For a while, the entire arena was terribly silent.

The sun had already set, and the bloody color of the setting sun fell on the two people, and also aroused the nerves of others.

Everyone held their breath, just waiting for the sound of the sword!