Chapter 1272

The disciple of Lei Yun hall, who was called younger martial brother yuan, looked at Jiang Fengfeng defiantly.

He saw that Jiang Fengfeng was younger than him. Just now, he adored Luo Feng as much as he did. He guessed which big family lady was not familiar with the world.

This kind of heart is higher than the sky, but its strength is not worth mentioning. He should see how the other side can compete with him.

Luo Feng sat aside, motionless, but he felt sympathy for the disciple of Lei Yun hall.

Jiang Fengfeng's ability to play tricks on people is not equal to her strength.

"Do you really compare?"

Jiang Fengfeng glanced at the cold young man, with his hands on his back and a smile on his face.

Luo Feng noticed, however, that Jiang Fengfeng's right hand, hidden behind him, had already closed his two fingers together. There was a faint breath of sword air in his fingertips, and his sharp points were restrained, as if he was going to kill people at any time.

"A word cannot be recalled."

Leng Jun's figure is straight, and he looks at Jiang Fengfeng with a sneer on his face.

"It's hard to recall a single word."

Jiang Fengfeng's eyes flashed a light of success, nodded and said: "it's very simple. Luo Feng dares to challenge the disciples of the golden palace as a college student. He is brave and fearless. If you can do this, even if you win, I apologize to you personally. "

Everyone nodded in secret, thinking that Jiang Fengfeng was right.

At the beginning, when we learned about the decisive battle between Luofeng and Yitian, many people thought that it was their own way to die. They didn't have the courage to put life and death out of the way. They didn't dare to challenge at all. Even if they did, they didn't dare to fight in Bitian city. But Luo Feng came at that time

"Elder martial brother, let's not compete."

Another round faced female disciple at the same table, pulling a cold young man, began to persuade him.

The cold boy, with a stiff face, shook his head.

If we give up now, it is no doubt that he is a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death?

Holding his fists tightly, the cold young man raised his head and looked at Jiang Fengfeng

"Well, have the guts!"

Jiang Fengfeng flashed the light in her bright eyes and said slowly, "I've got three swords. After three swords, you will surely be unharmed. As long as you stick to three swords and don't step back, you win. "

"How can you guarantee that you won't hurt your elder martial brother?" the round faced female disciple was worried

In Jiang Fengfeng's bright pupil, the cold light flashed and he sneered:

"I said I would not hurt him, I would not hurt him. What's more, I just said that he can't retreat, and didn't let him avoid. Don't you have the confidence to avoid me

Jiang Fengfeng looks at the cold young man.

"Funny, it's not just three swords. Even if I stand still, you can't hurt me. "

The cold young man looked scornful and carried his hands on his back and said, "come on. I'll show you. Luofeng is not worth mentioning. "

"Senior brother......"

The round faced girl wanted to persuade again, and was stopped by another female disciple of Leiyun hall shaking her head.

At this point, things are on the verge of success, which is impossible.

All the diners around stopped their chopsticks and watched the scene with interest. In the way of martial arts, the first is to reach the target. It's common for people to fight in strength. This competition is the first time many people have seen it.

Everyone wants to see if the disciple of Lei Yun hall, who doesn't pay attention to the first new dragon of nanliuling, can insist on three swords.

"Ha ha..."

See cold and stern youth agree, Jiang Fengfeng smiled, eyes leisurely a change, way: "the first sword!"

Hum!

Before the words fell, the air on the second floor of the tavern suddenly vibrated. Jiang Fengfeng's hands were still behind him, and a sharp sword appeared above the table of four disciples of Leiyun hall without any sign.

"Back!"

The face of the female disciple with the highest accomplishments changed slightly. She took the round face female disciple beside her and another male disciple and shot back.

Boom!

Almost at the same time, the sword Qi was cut off in the air. A table, together with wine and vegetables, was cut in all directions. The strong wind was everywhere. All the diners around gave out a scream, and hurriedly put out the vigorous Qi to protect themselves and the wine table. The scream was loud.

Master!

When everything calmed down, the eyes of all the people fell on Jiang Fengfeng again, and they all changed.

From the beginning to the end, Jiang Fengfeng's hands were all behind her, as if they had never been out of hand. However, the power and speed of the sword Qi can not be underestimated. Many people do not know how the sword Qi appeared, which is terrible.

Only Luo Feng looks at all this calmly.

What Jiang Fengfeng just put out is boundless sword Qi. This sword technique is worthy of coming from the sword tomb. Even if he refers to the sword, the speed is so terrible.

At the speed of the sword Qi just now, not to mention the spirit revolving martial arts, even the real yuan martial arts are not insightful, it is difficult to detect their traces.

On the other side, the cold young man stood in place, unharmed. He looked at the shallow sword mark on the ground, but his face was pale and bloodless.

He was confident that even if he didn't move, he could easily avoid each other's moves. But just now that sword Qi appeared in front of him, he didn't even notice it.

In this way, it is nonsense to avoid swordsmanship.

At this time, Jiang Fengfeng's voice suddenly sounded.

"Oh, by the way! I was aiming at your left foot, but it was so far away. "

Jiang Fengfeng looked at the scar on the ground, clapped his hand on his bright and clean forehead, shook his head a little regretfully, and murmured, "it seems that my swordsmanship realm must be improved."

Smell speech, cold and stern young man whole heart firm a smoke, a drop of cold sweat unconsciously, emerge in his forehead.

As we all know, the faster the speed of the fast sword, the more difficult it is to master the track. If Jiang Fengfeng's sword Qi just now deviated a little bit, wouldn't he have to spill blood on the spot?

Pa pa

Clapped clapped hands, Jiang Fengfeng didn't care: "forget it, start the second sword."

Smell speech, the round face young girl on one side hurriedly says: "this time you must see some and then shoot, don't hurt elder martial brother."

Jiang Fengfeng said with a smile, "don't worry, I'm very confident in my swordsmanship. I'm sure I won't hurt him."

“……”

Cold young man's face is blue and iron. He can't help but want to yell at him. He has some regrets in his heart. But now he's in a dilemma. To give up halfway means he's greedy for life and afraid of death. He can only bite his teeth and stick on. Fortunately, there are only two swords left, so there shouldn't be any problem?

Jiang Fengfeng didn't say anything more. She raised her right index finger and aimed at the cold young man. "Second sword!"

Brush!

A sharp breath of energy bloomed at the fingertips.

The next moment.

A two foot long bright sword spirit appeared in front of the cold young man. With a wheeze, a clear crack was torn at the chest of his white robe.

"Ah!"

Jun young man only felt cold in his chest. He thought that he was scared and cried out. After a careful look, he found that his chest clothes were broken, and he could not spit out a long breath of dullness. The feeling of life and death made his palms wet with cold sweat and his feet soft.

"Well, it's biased again. Forget it. It doesn't matter. "

Jiang Fengfeng gently pursed her lips, raised her index finger again, and opened her red lips. "Take my third sword!"

As soon as the voice started, the cold young man's face suddenly changed. The pressure of life and death completely crushed his spirit and will. He could not care about his face any more. He flew backward.

Bang!

There was a loud noise on the second floor of the tavern. The cold young man's body cracked the wall and stood up. He hurriedly checked his body and found that there was no injury on his body. This was a long sigh of relief.

When he calmed down, all of a sudden he found the whole restaurant very quiet. Looking up, everyone on the second floor of the restaurant looked at themselves with surprise, disdain and ridicule.

"Senior brother......"

The round face girl looked at the cold young man, pursed her red lips, wanted to say something, but she didn't open her mouth after all.

Jiang Fengfeng took back his hand, glanced at the cold young man, smiled, and said slowly:

"I have only two swords, but not the third. Are you here? "