Chapter 60 Against the Enemy

The green jade flute attacked Han Feng with the whining sound of the wind. The East seems to have seen the shadow of victory. There was a faint smile on her face. From the beginning, all this was in her calculation. First, she confused her mind with words, and then unexpectedly, she suddenly attacked with the umbrella in her hand, clung one link after another, not giving Han Feng a chance to breathe. That umbrella is a strange weapon specially made by her. I didn't expect it to come in handy this time.

But in this way, the power of the umbrella almost failed, but it bought her precious time to give her a demented magic sound. Let Han Feng be deeply immersed in the environment created by the sound of flute.

The green jade flute made by Zhongnan Cuizhu is like a sharp sword in the hands of a girl in red. No one will doubt the lethality of the jade flute by stabbing Han Feng's chest. The fierce jade flute has been spotted in the acupuncture point in front of Han Feng's chest, and a strange smile reflected in the careful black pupils of the east, and the ominous feeling suddenly came from the bottom of his heart. With a bad secret, Dongfang quickly retreated, and her reaction was extremely fast.

But she found that she could no longer move. Looking down, I don't know when the green jade flute was holding Han Feng's hand, who was smiling at him. A mouthful of white teeth is very conspicuous in the gray rain curtain.

Dong was careful to make a decision, his body flashed out, and the red ** kicked Han Feng's knee with a strong wind. The enemy must be saved. But she suddenly felt a pain in her leg and immediately withdrew it. Looking at it again, I don't know when the rain-free clothes were cut out by a sharp blade.

She also wants to attack again. A voice came, which scared her to stop thinking.

"I promise that if you move again, your red clothes will be extremely bright."

"You...you are shameless and despicable."

Han Feng smiled and looked at the angry woman in front of her. But he held the jade flute tightly and did not let go.

"Ha ha, I didn't set a trap as soon as I came up to kill people, but it was just a small plan."

"You...how did you break my dementor sound?"

"Demented magic sound? The power is indeed very strong, and people's desire is truly displayed. It is half true and half false, and fascinating. However, there is not only a dementor in this world that can hurt people with sound waves.

There was a strange color on Dongfang's careful face and asked, "You... can also dement your soul magic sound?"

Han Feng still smiled at her and neither admitted nor denied it.

"You... let go and give me back my jade flute?"

Han Fengxin said, "If I return her jade flute at this time, I don't know what else she will do." Thinking of the ever-changing means of this woman in front of me. He couldn't help feeling a little cold. Fortunately, he was pregnant with the magic song, and he was not unfamiliar with the hurtful skills of sound waves. Finally, he woke up from the environment of the demented magic sound.

"If you don't let go, I'll call, old..."

There was a flexible light in Dongfang's eyes, and the veil on his face trembled slightly in the cool breeze.

"Okay, Yu Xiao will return it to you." While Han Feng spoke, there was a kind of casual relaxation.

Dongfang's heart was light. Just as he was about to lift his breath and take it back, he suddenly felt that his hand was loose. When he looked again, the green jade flute had already reached the hand of the smiling man. Han Feng is looking at it in his hand.

"You... don't keep your word, it's really... despicable, shameless... what a man."

The angry girl couldn't help stammering. A pair of beautiful shoes stamped on the ground.

"Hehe, I'm just a big tofu. How can I be a man? Besides, haven't you always said that I'm a shameless person? I didn't expect you to have foresight..."

"You..."

Dongfang carefully pointed at him and couldn't speak. Unexpectedly, this boy, who had been ridiculed by her, said such lethal words.

"Can't I beat you without Yu Xiao?"

With a cold hum, a red diamond is like a red glow covering Han Feng. It is the East who is careful of the wide sleeves. The red clouds all over the sky are like clouds in the west, shining with charming colors. But the former did not dare to let the red glow cover it. He knew that the charming red glow was covering up horrible murder.

Han Feng raised his right hand, and a green light suddenly sounded, touching the red glow head-on with the strange sound of breaking wind, and then followed the trend.

"Puff"

A dull sound suddenly stopped, and people were surprised to find that the wide sleeves of Dongfang carefully rolled into one with the jasper flute in Han Feng's hand. Hongxiu tightly wrapped the jade hands of the former, making her unable to move.

"You...you are shameless."

Han Feng smiled bitterly. I can't give you a chance to take action.

"Let go of me, we are really fighting."

She felt that Han Feng was only at the peak of the realm of refining, but she had reached the peak of the realm of transformation, and there was no reason not to defeat him. But every calculation seems to be in Han Feng's expectation. In fact, she didn't know that Han Feng had already sweated coldly, but with her excellent perception and adaptability. Without giving her a chance to do her best, the shock in her heart reached the extreme.

"Let it be."

Dong Caution's hands have been filled with Yuanli. Her red dress is a treasure of the division, and the swordsman is invable. Unexpectedly, it has been cut open by Han Feng's rune just now. My heart was already distressed to the extreme. At this time, I was entangled by Han Feng with his jasper flute, and the anger in my heart reached the extreme. This was an unprecedented feeling, and it was almost violent.

"No."

Han Feng bit tightly and refused to let go. The red sleeve has been tightened like a board in the hard pull of the two people, and it is slowly lengthening...

"Oh."

The red dress, which was as straight as a mirror, was broken from the shoulder socket in full view of the public. Two pink and snow-white jade arms were exposed to everyone's eyes. People were dumbfounded for a moment.

"Ah!"

A scream cut through the air, and a shadow remained in the air. Oriental Care has disappeared. Han Feng stood stupidly with a red sleeve rolled with a jade flute. The empty sleeves floated in the air, and a faint fragrance of women floated, and the rain fell on the red cloth and rolled down. I don't know what material it was made of...

Han Feng was at a loss when a black figure flashed, and the iron-hearted Taoist priest had appeared beside him. Then loudly announced that Qingcheng won the second game.

Is this the winner? Han Feng hasn't woken up yet. The disciples of Qingcheng had already cheered, and then he woke up and turned to the direction of Qingcheng. At this time, a figure in blue turned over and jumped to the high platform. The two ups and downs had come to him, and Han Feng saw that the person who came was a beautiful maid with beautiful eyes. The beautiful maid came to him, squatted down and saluted, raised a beautiful face, and said with a smile, "Miss, please return the leftover to her."

Han Feng is worried, and he doesn't know how to deal with the sleeves in his hand. Hearing this, he immediately handed the two sleeves in his hand and the jade flute in his hand to the maid in front of him. The beautiful maid folded the two broken sleeves and carefully put them in her arms, then picked up the green jade flute and handed them back to Han Feng's eyes. Han Feng didn't know what it meant and looked at her with doubtful eyes. The beautiful maid sniffed and smiled, "Miss said that what has been lost will not be taken back." Han Feng said to himself that he tried his best to fight back during the martial arts competition, but he didn't want it at this time. It was really strange. Then he said, this jasper flute is your young lady's treasure. How can I accept it? Please take it back for your young lady. The beautiful maid looked embarrassed and said, "Miss said that this jade flute has never been in her hands alone, and now it is stained..." She looked at the man in front of her with embarrassment and stopped talking. Han Feng smiled and said, "But it doesn't matter." The beautiful girl had a forbearable smile in her eyes and then said, "Miss said that this jade flute has been stained with the shameless breath of some people, and she is afraid of using it..." Han Feng was speechless... "Miss also said, "If you don't want it, just let the little maidservant throw it away. You don't have to take it back." Han Feng had no choice but to accept it. The beautiful maid Yingying turned around and went away quickly.

Looking up, a girl in white stood there and looked at him stunned. He was about to speak and talk about the intention of parting. However, Murong Ruxue's body floated out and went to the center of the platform. Only a light cloud-like back is left for him...

Han Feng finally returned to the Qingcheng faction. A voice came and came here. He looked up, and Xi Zhong was looking at him with a smile, and his face trembled with joy.

A huge green curtain separates a spacious space in this silky rain curtain. At this moment, Han Feng has not been together for too long among the disciples of Qingcheng. Even in the days when he got along, Han Feng only focused on cultivation, but when he saw these Qingcheng disciples, he was still a little warm.

He stood in front of the deputy director of Qingcheng, with long pale golden hair dancing gently in the wind, and Yue Zhiyuan's figure added a different temperament. Xi Zhong looked at the Qingcheng disciple who fell from the sky in front of him and couldn't help but feel the joy in his heart.

"Haha."

I didn't expect you to be still alive. The old man patted Han Feng on the shoulder...

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The next game was surprisingly smooth. Murong Ruxue easily won the second game, and Qingyue ended in a draw in the third game.

In this way, the Qingcheng Martial Arts Academy finally completely reversed the war because of the arrival of Han Feng. After defeating the Shenlong Martial Arts Academy, he began to prepare for the confrontation with Xiling Martial Arts Academy tomorrow.

The rain on Lion Mountain finally fell at dusk. The whole world is shrouded in the vast swamp. A figure in white stood under a tall sky-watching tree a few miles away, with a faint sneer on his face. It was Liu Baiyi, the sword god in white who had been watching the battle. He sighed and the words echoed in the rain: The good show finally began. Then turn around and go. In a blink of an eye, a white coat has melted into the gray rain...