Chapter 2885： a shame

Seeing Wang Sijiu's innocent face, Jin Buhuan took a deep breath and exhaled, the blue veins on his forehead slowly calmed down.

"Hehe, okay, okay Junior Brother Wang, you do have a few brushes."

"This time my Mingyue Sect can surrender, but you must be careful when you enter the secret realm!"

Jin Buhuan said viciously, and then raised his hand to signal to Tianqingzi to surrender.

Jin Buhuan didn't want to get hurt before entering the secret realm, it was a very dangerous behavior in the secret realm.

At this moment, a flat voice interrupted Jin Buhuan's movements.

Zhang Yifeng shook his head and walked out from the side, and said to Jin Buhuan.

"Brother Jin, why don't you let me try it?"

Zhang Yifeng suddenly walked out, not only Jin Buhuan was surprised, but Wang Sijiu was also a little surprised.

He could see that Zhang Yifeng's cultivation was no more than the first level of True Wonderland, and he dared to challenge his Yuyizong's secret methods with such strength.

Could it be that he didn't see the miserable appearance of his fellow students?

Just as Wang Sijiu was puzzled, Jin Buhuan fell into silence. After some thought, Jin Buhuan narrowed his eyes.

Zhang Yifeng took the initiative to come forward, no matter if he could break the secret method of Yuyizong.

I also benefited from winning, after all, he is the team leader this time.

As for losing, it would be easier to just throw all the pot to Zhang Yifeng, and then there is no need to worry about the master and the suzerain being blamed.

He could think of a way to kill two birds with one stone, and Jin Buhuan couldn't help being thankful for his intelligence.

"Well, then, it's up to you, Junior Brother Zhang!"

Jin Buhuan sighed, and said as if all his hopes were placed on Zhang Yifeng, then he watched Zhang Yifeng step into the circle of war.

In fact, Jin Buchang hoped that Zhang Yifeng would lose a bit more simply. Compared with Zhang Yifeng's victory over Yuyizong, he hoped that Zhang Yifeng would lose.

After all, this is the only way to satisfy the jealousy in his heart.

Regarding Jin Buhuan's thoughts, Zhang Yifeng was too lazy to guess, if it wasn't for Mingyuezong, Zhang Yifeng would like to see him make a fool of himself.

Zhang Yifeng has always been adhering to the motto that people do not offend me and I do not offend others, but Jin Buhuan is too capable of pretending, and Zhang Yifeng is a little bit trying to beat him.

Seeing Zhang Yifeng really stepped forward, Wang Sijiu raised his brows and pointed his finger at the disciple who had just played in the first game against Zhang Yifeng.

Looking at the Yuyizong disciple on the opposite side, Zhang Yifeng spoke lightly after giving a gift to him.

"Your physical strength, it should be very reluctant to use the kind of move just now, I think it is better for you Yuyizong to change to the field."

"Humph, enough for you."

The Yuyizong disciple said coldly, but Wang Sijiu, who was watching the battle from the rear, shrank slightly when he heard this.

When I was about to say something, I saw that the disciple I sent had already flown into the air with Zhang Yifeng.

"do not want!"

Before Wang Sijiu's warning sounded, the Yuyizong disciple rushed towards Zhang Yifeng, silver light flew out of his sleeves.

Facing the Yuyizong disciple's offensive, Zhang Yifeng just stared at him plainly, standing with his hands behind him in the air.

"Aside from the side, you dare to use it to show off at Summit Sword?"

Zhang Yifeng finished speaking, and in the eyes of the sect disciples, he raised his fingers and pinched a silver streamer flying from behind.

"what!"

The scene that shocked the eyes of the cultivators present appeared, and everyone looked at Zhang Yifeng in disbelief. This unheard of guy actually cracked the secret method of Yu Yizong.

"You, how could you possibly!"

In the horrified gaze of the Yuyizong disciple, Zhang Yifeng squeezed the silver thread's hand and tugged hard, and directly pulled the Yuyizong disciple behind him to his side.

Stretching out his hand to pinch his neck, Zhang Yifeng said flatly.

"It's up to you to surrender or not."

Looking at Zhang Yifeng with cold eyes, this Yuyizong disciple swallowed hard, and hurriedly raised his hand to the Tianqingzi to signal surrender.

Released his hand, Zhang Yifeng returned to the ground and smiled at Jin Buhuan.

"Brother Jin, didn't you disappoint you?"

"Um...no...no, Junior Brother Zhang is really awesome!"

Jin Buhuan twitched the corners of his mouth and hurriedly smiled at Zhang Yifeng.

"Then Brother Jin needs me to continue playing, or let me rest for a while?"

When Jin Buchang heard this, his eyes narrowed. Zhang Yifeng was presented as a demonstration. He also saw clearly what the weapon the Yuyizong disciple was using was.

It turned out to be a silver thread. Jin Buhuan believed that with his own strength, he could definitely do better than Zhang Yifeng's.

"No, Junior Brother Zhang, just take a rest first."

Jin Buhuan's answer did not surprise Zhang Yifeng. After seeing how he cracked the Yuyi Clan secret method, he wanted to play in person.

But whether Jin Buhuan can achieve the same level as Zhang Yifeng is still unknown.

Jin Buhuan walked into the battle circle with his head high and his chest up.

Wang Sijiu watched Jin Buhuan look like this, his eyes narrowed slightly, thinking about it, Wang Sijiu gritted his teeth and set off to fly into the circle of battle.

"Brother Jin, as the leaders of each sect, you and I deserve to have a battle with each other!"

"Hehe, Junior Brother Wang, please."

After Jin Buhuan watched Zhang Yifeng's method of defending the enemy, no one was worthless now, and he bowed to Wang Sijiu with a flat face.

When Wang Sijiu saw this, he was slightly surprised. Seeing Jin Buhuan's appearance, is it possible that, like the mysterious Mingyue Sect disciple, he was surprised to see through the secret method of his Yuyi Sect.

In astonishment, Wang Sijiu couldn't help being careful, and immediately distanced himself from Jin Buchang after the salute.

When Jin Buhuan saw Wang Sijiu's appearance, he thought he was afraid of himself, and he was even more courageous in his heart.

"Use that trick directly, and save time!"

With a arrogant cry, Jin Bu flew into the air, looking at Wang Sijiu with disdain.

Seeing Jin Buchang's arrogant appearance, Wang Sijiu let out a cold snort, and flew into the air with his wings open.

"Then the winner will be decided once!"

Wang Sijiu didn't want to surrender. As a disciple of Yu Yizong, they would never do something like surrender.

Even if you were beaten half-dead by Jin Bu, don't want him to surrender.

The two sides set up a posture, Jin Buhuan imitated Zhang Yifeng's previous actions, and looked at Wang Sijiu with negative eyes behind his hands.

Seeing Jin didn't change his movements, Wang Sijiu didn't dare to be careless.

I saw Wang Sijiu's figure leaving only a piece of afterimage in the air, and Jin Buhuan couldn't even touch Wang Sijiu's shadow.

Seeing Wang Sijiu's weird speed, Jin Buhuan's face suddenly turned green, which allowed him to see Wang Sijiu's movements clearly.

Bite the scalp, Jin Buhuan continued to imitate Zhang Yifeng, and at the moment when the silver light appeared in Wang Sijiu's sleeve, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it back.