Xuanhuan : Please dont take my chance again

Above the top of the mountain, heavy snow is blowing.

Li Qingyang and Feng Han were separated on both sides, and before the snowflakes could fall, they were stirred into powder by the amazing sword qi and sword qi emitted from the two of them, forming two strange columns of qi, which were quite spectacular.

The momentum between the two climbs higher and higher, when reaching a certain peak.

Li Qingyang finally struck.

A sword, like the light of the sky, pierced the snow curtain and stunned all eyes.

Feng Han’s eyes lit up, and he drew his sword to meet him.

“Good to be here!”

The sword light and sword light instantly intertwined, and the overflowing power shattered the snowflakes in the sky, and also forced the disciples around the battle group to constantly retreat.

“These two people are too strong, whether it is Master Li Qingyang or Feng Han of the Northern Snow Sect, the strength of both of them is far more than the ordinary Innate Ten Heavy.”

“If I face such an offensive, I am afraid I will not even have the opportunity to draw my sword.”

“This is the battle between the spirit sword and the inner gate of the Northern Snow Sect, and ordinary people are not qualified to fight with them at all.”

One by one, the onlookers looked pale and dazzled.

Just at this moment, a disciple from the Northern Snow Sect walked into the team with a blue nose and a swollen face.

“Brother Ke, what’s wrong with you?”

Someone couldn’t help but frown and ask.

The belated Ke Duanyue explained with an ugly face, “It’s all because of a Spirit Sword Sect disciple…”

The inquirer couldn’t help but frown, “Except for Li Qingyang, who in the Spirit Sword Sect can beat you like this?” Could it be Zhao Yuan? ”

The man subconsciously looked at a tall young man carrying a broadsword on the side of the Spirit Sword Sect.

Ke Duanyue shook his head and denied, “It’s not him.” ”

“Who would that be?”

Ke Duanyue looked embarrassed, a little embarrassed to say that he was folded in the hands of a Heavenly Eight-Fold Spirit Sword Sect disciple.

At this time, someone suddenly said, “But a heavenly eight-fold spirit sword disciple?” ”

“Yes!”

Ke Duanyue blurted out subconsciously, and when he looked at the person who spoke again, his face suddenly showed a shocked color: “Li Hanshan?! Can’t you…”

Li Hanshan was silent for a while and said slowly, “That boy does have some evil spirits…”

Ke Duanyue was a little surprised.

Li Hanshan has always been lonely and arrogant, and the entire inner door, except for Feng Han, no one obeyed.

It is rare for him to be able to say such a thing.

Looking at Li Hanshan’s hand, the saber that had never been far away from the left and right was not there, and the ten fingers were also bare, and there was no trace of the storage spirit ring.

Ke Duanyue’s face suddenly became strange.

It seemed that Li Hanshan had not only encountered the Spirit Sword Sect demon, but it was estimated that the loss at the hands of that demon was even greater than his own.

“Eight-fold congenital? You’re kidding…”

The inquirer was surprised.

Li Hanshan sneered, “You don’t believe it, the next time I meet you and try to fight with him, hehe…”

Ke Duanyue also nodded solemnly, “That’s right, that demon’s strength is unreasonable, I think he is not even inferior to Li Qingyang.”

“Really?!”

The person who asked was a little surprised, “Does the Spirit Sword Sect still have such a character?” ”

However, he quickly shook his head and said lightly, “It doesn’t matter, Master Feng has made a smooth breakthrough this time, even if there is another Li Qingyang, the Spirit Sword Sect is still not our opponent…”

“Brother Feng Han broke through?!”

Hearing this, Ke Duanyue’s face showed a bit of joy and he was immediately relieved.

But he didn’t know why, he still had a sense of uneasiness in his heart, and the figure of the demon teenager kept flashing in his mind.

I always feel that this long-planned gambling battle will have variables.

…

At this time, the duel between Li Qingyang and Feng Han in the field was close to white-hot.

In addition to their respective hole cards, both sides almost exhausted their means.

And Li Qingyang, from beginning to end, steadily suppressed Feng Han.

“Brother Li Qingyang is going to win!”

The Disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect looked overjoyed, and one by one their spirits were greatly invigorated.

“Before, Master Li had fought with Feng Han of the Northern Snow Sect, and narrowly won half a move. Nowadays, Master Li’s advantage is even greater. ”

“I said earlier that the Northern Snow Sect Feng Han must not be Master Li’s opponent, and he did not make a bet on his own strength, and as a result, this harvest was all cheaper for us, which was really laughing at the dead.”

“Within three moves, Master Li will be defeated and sealed!”

Zhao Yuan, the second in the Inner Gate of the Spirit Sword Sect, had a burning gaze and a firm tone, obviously full of confidence in Li Qingyang.

Sure enough, at this time, Li Qingyang in the field suddenly whispered: “The spring wind is not excessive!” ”

Suddenly, the snow seemed to disappear for a moment, and a warm spring breeze blew through everyone’s faces.

And this is like a spring breeze, but it is wrapped in countless sword rays, fine and long, continuous.

Feng Han slashed out several knives in a row, but under this sword, he was defeated and unable to resist.

Li Qingyang’s sword blade turned, and another sword was cut out.

“Give me defeat!”

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Something happened at home today, the update is late, sorry