Wrecked Sword Striking the Heaven

The three-day freshman trial slipped by quietly. The tokens over the square were half less. Then there was the second round of competition, and about 500 people entered the competition. This time, Qin Yao was not so lucky. It can be inferred from the token above that Qin Yao's opponent will be a fierce martial artist. It was Lao Yan who beat his opponent seriously yesterday.

When Zifeng found his token and looked to the left, he couldn't help but be shocked. Lin Xuan could write three words clearly there, which was both crying and laughing. Let Zifeng go.

Lin Xuan in the martial arts stand cheered when she found that her opponent was Zifeng. The breaking of Zifeng's meridians has long been concerned in Lin Huake's heart. When Zifeng first appeared, she was still worried.

Even if Zifeng didn't bother, she still couldn't persuade herself. She knew that Zifeng would always be a disaster in her life, which bound her, and she was willing to give everything in this bondage.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, Lin Xuan's practice with a trace of sacrifice will make people feel worthless. But which person has never been humble in the face of his favorite party, even if the other party is just a few words casually, it is also pleasant. Maybe this is the meaning of emotion.

Lin xuanke on the competition platform, smiling brightly, even the bright sunshine is dwarfed. Zifeng looked at Lin Xuan with a proud face, but the smile seemed to tell Zifeng. Everything is arranged by fate. You can't avoid it.

After yesterday's encounter with Lin xuanke, Zifeng seriously considered the relationship between him and Lin xuanke. Xiaoguang in the sea looked gloomy. It seemed that this problem touched him some sad past. Half a ring, Xiaoguang said a word: flowers can be broken, straight must be broken, don't wait for no flowers to break branches. Zifeng couldn't help but be dumbfounded. Is it not that Xiaoguang once walked in the flowers. It's not Xiaoguang's style.

Facing Lin xuanke's eyes, Zifeng also smiled foolishly. Perhaps Zifeng can be so unrestrained only in front of familiar people.

"What happened to the freshman competition? How strange things happen one after another. Do they want to fight or not? What's the matter? " Male Wuxiu, who had seen Lin xuanke, shouted and urged them. Their psychology knew that they couldn't eat grapes and said they were sour.

However, the girls in the stands are different. They see more spiritual pleasure from Lin xuanke's smile. It is a free and relaxed atmosphere.

Finally, the referee couldn't see it anymore. He coughed twice and motioned Zifeng to go on stage.

"Are you ready?" Lin Xuan can nervously ask Zifeng. According to common sense, Zifeng should be nervous.

Zifeng smiled, "it's all right. Just make it out. For some time, I didn't waste my time in Haoran college. " With a hint of playfulness, he joked.

In this way, Lin Xuan can be angry. She takes the sword and walks back. Her intention is to give up the game and take the initiative to admit defeat. For a time, there was a whisper in the field, and the spearhead of public opinion pointed at Zifeng, saying that Zifeng used some despicable method to just let Keren leave the field in gloom.

But even if Lin Xuan wants to leave, Zifeng doesn't agree. It's not easy to meet an acquaintance and help him get familiar with the way the Fuwen master attacks. How can Lin Xuan leave in vain. Holding xuanjing in her hand, with a wave of the talisman pen, the rising force suddenly took shape at Lin Xuan's feet. After that, the rune paper flashed and an amazing force gushed out

"Ah!" exclaimed Lin Xuan, but with that force, she flew directly into the air. The remaining momentum did not decrease and continued to rise upward.

Yell 'bad'. For some time, Zifeng has been trying to draw shengzhili in the iron tree. The repressive force in the iron tree has long been used to it. But it has never been used in the outside world. I don't want to use it this time. The power is so fierce.

There's no way. Anyway, we can't ignore it. The power of ascension, rise. Zifeng's body shot up from the competition platform and chased Lin xuanke.

Lin Xuan in the air was in a panic. The long sword in her hand disappeared, and the hairpin on her head slipped. It was flying in the air in the long wind. When Lin xuanke was anxious, Zifeng's cry came to her ear, "xuanke, don't be afraid, I'm coming!"

With Zifeng's words, a heart calmed down and leaned down to look down. I saw Zifeng's face full of worry. Isn't it enough for this body to fall?

Soon, Zifeng came to Lin xuanke and stretched out his left hand. Lin xuanke did not hesitate to hold it up for 100 feet, 200 feet, until it reached a height of more than 400 feet. The two people stopped slowly.

In the sight of the crowd, Zifeng and others had blurred into a small black spot.

Clouds are within reach, birds are in bursts, the sun is shallow, and the wind is warm. Overlooking the foot, mountains and rivers, Lin Xuan is only intoxicated. She doesn't feel like holding Zifeng's hand.

The rune pen in Zifeng's hand didn't stop, kept waving, and the rune paper was flying, constantly slowing down the speed of their descent. In fact, this is the difference between independent space and real space. When Zifeng is at the talisman gate, he doesn't need to borrow talisman paper as the carrier at all. The air itself can be used as Zifeng's talisman paper to draw the effect of talisman.

But at this time, Zifeng had to fall into the sight of everyone with the help of pieces of Rune paper, just like a feather, light like a fairy tale dream. The boys and girls in the stands were intoxicated when they looked straight. The weight as light as a feather, like a young hand, pinched their hearts

After a long time, their feet finally touched the competition platform. Lin Xuan can blush and reluctantly release Zifeng's hand. This feeling may slip away from your fingers at the moment you let go.

Seeing that Lin Xuan didn't speak, Zifeng asked anxiously, "are you okay, gorgeous Ke? I didn't mean it. I didn't know it was so powerful. Fortunately, you're okay."

As soon as Zifeng spoke, the dreamy atmosphere burst, "I, I'm fine. Just now, thank you." Lin Xuan lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking.

The referee looked at the two people on the stage and looked at the difficulties on the high platform. Zifeng and Lin gorgeous could be so. How would he decide. In desperation, he had to pretend to "cough" again to remind his little children.

Zifeng smiled apologetically at the referee, and then looked at Lin xuanke, "xuanke, try to attack me. I'm not familiar with the attack and defense methods of Fu master. Just help me and hit me."

Hearing the speech, Lin Xuan smiled and begged others to beat her, "who let you not make it clear just now? Well, as long as you promise me to invite me to dinner in the evening, I'll help you." His eyes responded cunningly.

In this way, Zifeng was pleased, "OK, I promise you, come on."

So, you come and I go on the field, and the field is more ambiguous.