Bang!

The gentle and vicious Wu Gou iron pen slashed straight down, and a crisp sound of interception sounded. At the same moment, thousands of sparks fell, like meteors falling into the world.

A boy in black who looked like a few years older than Yan Yun, who was a young man in black, had jumped onto the ring at some point. He also waved a black broken knife in his hand, but his black broken knife was filled with black air, making people feel trembling and chilling.

Afeng ignored him and just helped Yan Yun up. Although his expression was still as cold as cold, if you look closely, it would not be difficult to find that the faint black eyes were full of concern: "Yan Yun, how are you?"

Yan Yun forced out a pale smile and replied weakly: "Sister...brother-in-law...I...is okay..."

Afeng took Yan Yun's pulse and saw that although his injuries were severe, there was no one that hurt. After realizing these, he breathed a sigh of relief, held him on the corner of the ring, and whispered: "Yan Yun, you have a good rest here first and see how I avenge you!"

Yan Yun nodded with difficulty, a pale smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't say anything more.

After Afeng settled Yan Yun, he looked at Lin Yu again.

Lin Yu understood and nodded gently!

"Who are you?' Wen Zhengliang was shocked for dozens of steps. After calming down, his expression seemed extremely solemn and he asked in a cold voice.

Afeng lifted up the black broken sword, his cold eyes were so cold that he looked like a wild wolf.

Wen Zhengliang was so angry that his heart was so cold that he shouted suddenly: "Boy, today I will send you to the West in the Wu hooked pen in my hand!"

Afeng snorted coldly and shouted: "If you want to send me to the West, you are not qualified yet!"

"Arrogant child, come and die!" Wen Zhengliang shouted angrily, waved Wu hook iron pen, and he suddenly rushed up like a god of killing.

The black broken knife in Afeng's hand was filled with black air, just like before the heavy rain came, the rolling black clouds from the east were rushing to rush!

At this time, everyone in the audience was shocked by the situation in front of them, their expressions were stunned, their eyes widened, and some people's mouths were so open that they could stuff a goose egg into them.

"Fourth brother, it seems that this Afeng really has some hard skills!" A cold and cold light flashed in Qi Yun's black eyes, and he said to Qi Fei next to him.

Qi Fei's eyes were as sinister as he was hovering in the sky, staring at A Feng on the ring. For some reason, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, ignoring Qi Yun's intention at all.

Xing Feiyan, not far away, also had a shocked expression at this time. She was muttering to herself or talking to Tie Feihu next to her: "This young man in black is full of murderous aura, and it seems that he is also a first-class master. I wonder who will be better in this battle between him and the judge Wen Zhengliang, the Iron Pen,?"

Although Tie Feihu broke his arm, he was in a particularly good mood, better than ever before when his arms were there. I don’t know if it was my brother’s revenge or because of the beauty in front of him…

"This boy in black is Mr. Lin's friend. He seems to be named Afeng. It is said that he was from the Central Plains..." Tie Feihu talked out everything he knew, like a sparrow on the branches in the early morning, chattering.

Most of the other onlookers were talking in groups of three or three. The most talked about was who was better than Wen Zhengliang or this boy in black? The true identity of the boy in black Afeng? In short, there are all things to say.

However, among this group, there was a man wearing white clothes that looked even better than snow, looking particularly conspicuous, as if he was standing out in the flock of chickens.

At this time, everyone's eyes were on Afeng and Wen Zhengliang who were fighting fiercely on the ring, but his sight was on Lin Yu in the southwest of the ring, and more accurately, on Qi Xiang beside Lin Yu.

Ximen Piaoxue's clear eyes slightly condensed into a thin layer of frost, and the strange light inside was flowing back and forth, making people unpredictable.

"Brother Lin, do you think Afeng will win?" Qi Xiang was still like a child, chattering and asking non-stop, but now her expression seemed very natural, without the tension and anxiety she had just now.

Lin Yu did not answer. A green wave was flowing in his clear eyes, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Obviously, he had absolute confidence in Afeng.

boom!

A violent impact sounded through the sky, and the airflow rippled around like a rock-hitting wave, shocking everyone to use their skills to resist. Some onlookers who could not know martial arts were even shocked by the aftermath of the true energy and vomited blood.

When the smoke of gunpowder dissipated, Wen Zhengliang's whole body looked extremely pale, with almost no trace of blood on his expression, and Wu Gou's iron pen also thorned in front of his master listlessly.

Although a faint trace of blood oozed from the corner of Afeng's mouth, he was still full of fighting spirit and his whole body revealed the primitive wild vitality.

There was a death-like silence on the entire arena, and the cold wind roared on the scarlet street stall, and the whole earth was filled with solemnity.

"You lost!" After a moment of silence, Afeng coldly spit out three words. At that moment, a dazzling light flashed in his dark eyes, approaching Wen Zhengliang.

"I didn't lose, I didn't lose!" Wen Zhengliang shouted wildly, and then he wanted to grab the Wu hook iron pen in front of him. But just as he raised it, he squirted and suddenly vomited a big mouthful of blood.

He wanted to say something, but before he could spit it out, he plopped and fainted on the ring, lying on the scarlet carpet covered with blood, like a dead dog without a chance.

"Afeng, we didn't decide the winner last time, and today we took this opportunity to compete!" Just as Afeng helped Yan Yun up and was about to leave the ring, a cold voice suddenly came from behind.

Afeng turned around slightly, with a slightly solemn look in his black eyes.

At this moment, Lin Yu's mind suddenly appeared in his mind. A Feng and Qi Fei's battle, and the sword-controlling thunder-induced technique was really domineering. Now A Fenggang and Wen Zhengliang fought together. Although his injuries were not serious, they were also seriously injured. It was impossible for Qi Fei's opponent to be ready to go!

Thinking of this, Lin Yu's clear eyes dimmed slightly, and he gritted his teeth gently. His figure fell on the arena like a geek, and he replied coldly: "I have long admired the fourth young master Qi's sword-tearing technique of thunder. It is the most domineering sword technique in the world. Lin is not talented, come and learn one or two!"

In fact, Qi Fei wanted to compete with Lin Yu even more, but he had been suffering from such an opportunity. Now that the opportunity has come, how could he let it go? Moreover, Afeng has already had a fierce battle with Wen Zhengliang, and his vitality has been severely damaged. Even if he wins, he will not win.

"The Nine Swords of Qingfeng, unparalleled in the world, I, Qi Fei, just happened to experience it!" Qi Fei did not refuse, and responded with a very firm tone.

Afeng looked at Lin Yu and wanted to say something, but before he could say it, he welcomed the green waves flowing in Lin Yu's clear eyes. Therefore, he swallowed what he wanted to say back into his stomach without saying anything. He just nodded gently and helped Yan Yun up and walked under the arena.

The battle between Qi Fei and Lin Yu was the battle between the former old owner of Zangjian Villa and the old man Qingfeng, and it was also the first sword technique in the world in the past, the sword-controlling technique, and the battle with the Qingfeng Nine Swords, the recognized sword-controlling nine swords in the martial arts world. This is naturally a decisive battle that everyone in the martial arts world is looking forward to!

However, there is also someone who doesn’t want to see this decisive battle, and she is the most determined person. This person is Qi Xiang!

Qi Xiang likes Lin Yu, so much that she can put down her identity as the eldest lady of the Tibetan Sword Villa, so much that she can fall in love with her brothers, and even openly turn against her father who loves her the most. It can be said that she almost suppressed all her lifelong happiness on Lin Yu, and did not want him to suffer any harm.

But she also didn't want Qi Fei to be hurt, especially Lin Yu's hands. Qi Fei and she are twin brothers and sisters with blood thicker than water. Qi Fei is arrogant and looks almost coldly at everything around her, but she only cares for her. Although Qi Xiang is willful, she can still feel this.

At this time, the two closest people she is in this world are about to fight a life-and-death battle. No matter what the final result is, she Qi Xiang is the biggest loser...

One side is family affection with blood thicker than water, and the other side is love with a dependence on the heart. These two are like her left and right hands. But now her left and right hands are going to have a decisive battle of "with you or not", how can she accept this?

"No..." Qi Xiang shouted out almost with a cry, which caused everyone to look back and look at each other frequently.

Qi Fei and Lin Yu did not move at this time, nor did they look back at Qi Xiang. However, they saw each other's hearts in each other's eyes.

Seeing this, Ximen Piaoxue's heart twitched suddenly, as if she was stabbed by a sharp knife, and it was still dripping blood downwards.

"Brother Lin, Fourth Brother, I beg you not to beat me, okay?" Qi Xiang jumped, rushed to the middle of Lin Yu and Qi Fei, stretched out her arms, and shouted with tears in her eyes.

"Qi Xiang, hurry up and avoid it, there is no problem with you here!" Qi Fei's expression was still as cold as Hanshuang, but his tone was a bit unbearable and pity.

"Fourth brother, I beg you, don't fight with Brother Lin, okay, okay?" Qi Xiang shouted heart-wrenchingly with tears in her eyes.

Lin Yu's clear eyes condensed into ice slightly, wanting to say something, but he didn't know what to say. He just looked at Qi Xiang lovingly, his lips moved slightly, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

At this time, when everyone in the audience saw this scene, they cursed Qi Xiang in their hearts, which prevented them from watching this decisive battle. However, due to Qi Xiang's identity, no one dared to humiliate him in a word.

Just when Lin Yu and Qi Fei looked at each other and didn't know what to do, Qi Yun rushed to the stage and scolded: "Qi Xiang, don't be so willful, go back with me!"

"Second brother, I beg you to advise the fourth brother not to..." Before Qi Xiang finished speaking, Qi Yun lit the acupoints on his body.

Seeing this, Lin Yu was about to take action, but then he remembered the relationship between Qi Yun and Qi Xiang, so he forced himself to endure it.

After Qi Yun brought Qi Xiang off the ring, Lin Yu and Qi Fei's eyes were intertwined in the air, one was like a dragon going out to sea and soaring straight into the sky, while the other was like a tiger going down the mountain, killing decisively. The two were of high or low, and it was hard to distinguish them!

"Lin Yu, pull out your Qingfeng Sword!" After staring for a while, Qi Fei gritted his teeth hard and whispered coldly.
Chapter completed!