Chapter 171 Longquan

The continuous moves of Dongfang Wenxin came to Han Feng like a dense rainstorm. At first, he still blindly fights, but the martial arts of Dongfang Wenxin is also extremely strong. His moves rolled and attacked Han Feng from an incredible angle. For a moment, he actually made him feel unable to fight. Between the delicate jade hands, every move is a deadly move, and the whole person is like a thousand-handed Avalokitesvar, and strange moves emerge one after another...

Han Feng was careless and had a big hole in his chest. He knew that if he didn't go all out, he was afraid that there was really a danger of defeat today... Han Feng was forced to breathe. He was mature and young, and he couldn't help getting angry in his heart. He forced the other party back with a casual move, his figure fell a few feet away, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said to the cold and handsome Dongfang Wenxin, "Mr. Dongfang, if you don't stop, Han Feng will be rude..." Dongfang Wenxin opposite him sneered and said, "Shameless boy, you take action. My aunt... I just want to see what you have made... Humph, big radish..." The footsteps were light, and a palm wind has come to my face... The power has actually increased a little more.

The palm wind has come to Han Feng in a blink of an eye, giving him a faint sense of oppression. Obviously, this oriental inquiry has taken out the ability to press the bottom of the box. Then I saw that the East was careful, turned lightly, and stepped on the ground with his right foot. With the elasticity, his left foot had already flown up with the momentum of piercing his heart and kicked towards Han Feng. A cyan whirlwind formed on its toes, with sharp attack power. This move was very wonderful, unexpectedly one move and two moves... Han Feng was shocked, and the corners of his mouth gently raised an arc. This oriental offensive has made him no longer have any contempt...

In the face of the heart and feet coming from the sky, Han Feng did not dodge, and a light golden force gathered towards his arm, just like gold and iron...

"Bang."

A heavy voice sounded, and Han Feng's arm was raised straight up to block Dongfang Wenxin's heart and feet. Dongfang Wenxin felt that his heart-piercing feet that could have kicked steel were like kicking into an indestructible mountain prison. A force came, and then there was the pain of drilling in his heart. His body was suddenly thrown up by that powerful force and flew back like a falling stone...

Dong Wenxin's body fell a few feet away in people's surprised eyes, and then staggered back and almost fell to the ground. When he stood straight, his face was flushed...

The blow just now obviously put a lot of pressure on him, and Han Feng's body only shook slightly a few feet away, but his hand stood straight again, and his face was pale but calm... This time the two sides hit hard, and the height has been separated...

"Dong..." Han Feng was about to speak, but the other party didn't give him a chance to open his mouth. With a delicate scolding, Dongfang's heart flew over again. A cold light suddenly came and stabbed Han Feng's distraction... Han Feng retreated in a hurry, but the sharp wind brought by the sword light still made a crack in his chest...< /P>

Both sides stood down and saw that the oriental inquisiful hand was like holding a ruler-long dagger. The dagger was like a spring water, and the sky and clouds were reflected on it, giving people a chill from the bottom of their hearts...

Han Feng lowered his head and looked at the crack in his chest, with a trace of chill in his eyes and said, "Good sword." You..." The Dongfang Wenxin obviously didn't expect that his urgent sword would almost hurt Han Feng. He was about to speak. At this time, the voice of an anxious woman suddenly came: "Are you all right?" Han Feng looked back, but Yue Tongsu, who had been staring at him with great concern. He nodded and smiled and said, "I'm fine. Don't worry, he can't hurt me..."

Dongfang Wenxin's voice became cold, and he said in a sharp voice, "Sure enough, it's a concubine, hum, stinky boy, the duck is dead, and today I will let you taste the taste of this Longquan sword..." At this time, an old voice suddenly sounded and said, "Although Longquan is short, it kills without blood. Little guy, in your hand The short sword, but the Longquan Sword, one of the four famous swords that day? Han Feng heard that it was the old begling man who spoke...

Dongfang Wen's eyes were slightly proud and said, "Yes, this is one of the four famous swords in the world - Longquan Sword." There was a trace of solemnity in the eyes of the old beghuazi and said, "A few decades ago, I was lucky enough to see this sword in the hands of a big man, but I didn't expect to see this thing again today, but the man has always had a strange temper, and this thing has always been passed on to women..." He wanted to go on. At this time, Dongfang Wenxin suddenly said urgently He said, "You are always begling, if you don't want to get into trouble, just show off..."

The old begling flower actually changed his cynical look and closed his mouth, but he laughed and obviously understood something... Then he looked straight and said to Han Feng, "Bad boy, this dragon spring sword comes out, and there is no blood, but you have to be careful..." Han Feng nod his head. He knew the old man The begd is definitely not a lie, and his heart is a little solemn... However, the crowd watching the lively under the high stage whispered. People didn't expect that the world-famous Longquan Sword would be held on this seemingly unknown beautiful teenager. His life* must not be without a background, so this good play is really seen...

Dong Wenxin turned to face Han Feng with a serious face and said, "Bad boy, if you admit defeat now, I can still let you go..." A strange smile appeared on Han Feng's face and said, "I don't know where I'm wrong. Besides, it's never my style to admit defeat..."

The afterglow of Dongfang Wen's eyes swept behind Han Feng, who had been staring at the beautiful woman in the field with concern and coldly scolded, "Today, I will show you the power of the Longquan Sword..."

Han Feng has raised his consciousness to the most vigilant level without any contempt. At this time, he knew that what the other party held in his hand was one of the four famous swords with countless legends, and he did not dare to underestimate the enemy at all... This is the second famous sword he saw in the world, and the first one is Qiushui in Murong Ruxue's hand, he had seen the power of Qiushui at that time, but he didn't expect to see another famous sword as Qiushui, and his heart was also full of curiosity. He wanted to see what were the surprises of these famous swords in the world...

Han Feng looked a little serious and said, "Dongfang aunt... please teach me." The beautiful teenager opposite suddenly smiled and said, "Okay, I'll teach you this shameless boy..."

"How to control the Japanese swordsmanship." With a delicate scolding, the Longquan sword in Dongfang Wenxin's hand suddenly emitted a brilliant light. As his figure floated, it suddenly stabbed at Han Feng's chest... Han Feng looked up and saw that the ten thousand light suddenly shot at his eyes like a sharp sword, making his eyes extremely painful...

Han Feng quickly closed his eyes, and his figure had quickly flew back. He could clearly feel that the Longquan Sword, which asked the heart of the East, had been chased by foot and did not give him any chance to breathe. He had to retreat again, and people's exclamation had sounded. At this moment, on the high platform, the two were chasing each other like horse lanterns, and Han Feng fell into a moment...

Being behind him, it was already the edge of the high platform. Han Feng could not retreat, and the oriental dragon spring sword stabbed him like a dazzling sun, and the east was careful not to give Han Feng any chance to breathe. He wanted to force Han Feng off the ring with a drum...

At this moment, Han Feng has been slightly awake from the beginning. He also clearly sensed that there is the tens of feet of high platform behind him. Although nothing will happen if he falls, it also means his failure. In his heart, Han Feng had stood on the edge of the platform. He stood there with his eyes closed. One step behind him was the danger of the bluestone platform. Thousands of spectators were eagerly surprised. They seemed to know the end of the game, and the young girls in their hearts had closed their eyes...< /P>

"Bad boy, why don't you go down and stand here and wait to die?"

An eager voice sounded, and the cautious Longquan sword in the east roared. With a bite of silver teeth, the dazzling cold light suddenly stabbed Han Feng. He wanted to force Han Feng off the high platform and achieved his goal...

At this moment, a red light suddenly flashed in the air, piercing the dazzling sun in the heart of the oriental question. With a bang, the sun's rays suddenly became dim, and Dongfang Wenxin's body suddenly flew back. Han Feng slowly appeared, and another sword mark was added to his body, revealing the white underwear inside... The red light radiated from his left hand, which was the blood magic mark. Han Feng used this blood magic seal to repel the attack of Dongfang Wenxin...

Han Feng gently opened a gap in his eyes. At this moment, he adjusted his breath with the golden power, and the pain in his eyes had been greatly reduced...

A few feet away from him, the East stood there cautiously, with surprise and even some panic in his eyes. The blue scribe scarf on his head has fallen, revealing the green silk on his head, flowing down like a waterfall...

"What martial arts do you use?" There was an unconcealed trembling in Dongfang's heart's voice. Just now, Han Feng's left hand raised slightly towards him. Unexpectedly, a dazzling red light suddenly lit up. Then, an irresistible evil spirit came to his face. For a moment, he didn't know how to stop it, so he had to retreat with all his strength. In his heart He thought he would die, but the red light just flashed away and did not pursue him, so that he could escape...

Dongfang Wen's heart was still frightened, and his trembling voice was sharp, which turned out to be a woman's voice... Han Feng sighed secretly in his heart and said, "Oriental girl, what's wrong with you?"

"You, who is the oriental girl? What are you talking about?" Dongfang Wenxin was calm and said in a hurry.

"Alas, Oriental girl, don't pretend. You and I have been together for a long time. How can I not recognize you?" Han Feng smiled.

At this moment, the Dongfang Wenxin opposite had regained its initial calm. She reached out and touched her head quickly and found that the scribe's scarf on her head flew away... She couldn't help blushing and said angrily to Han Feng, "Okay, I'm just Dongfang careful. What's wrong? You shameless boy..."

Han Feng smiled bitterly and said, "Oriental girl, you and my friend, why do you work so hard to deceive each other and fight so hard? If you want these bets, I'll just give them to you..."

The Oriental carefully's eyes suddenly turned red and said, "Who and your friend, you have a beautiful woman, how can you remember me as a friend? Humph, the guy who forgets his lust..."

Han Feng didn't know where to start with these words, so he had to smile bitterly and didn't know what to say. Dongfang was careful to see that he didn't say anything and couldn't help saying angrily, "Humph! Sure enough, it is the default. I have known for a long time that you are such a person. I, Dongfang, is really blind and treats you as a friend... Humph!"

Han Feng had to skip the topic and said with a wry smile, "No wonder, I... I admit defeat..." He didn't want to face the tears of this beautiful woman here, which were even more powerful than her Longquan in his eyes...

Just as he turned around to escape, a voice suddenly came from behind him... so that he could no longer step out...