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Chapter 415: Battle Leng Yan (I)


"Master Wuhui, please forgive me for my blindness.

I have never heard of this set of claw techniques used by Yunfeng.

I don't know what kind of technique this claw is."

Ninth Prince Xia Xinglong asked loudly.

He had seen a lot of Fenlin Temple's techniques, but He had never seen this set of claws used by Yunfeng.

"This claw-lasing method is a secret that is not taught in our Fenlin Temple.

Unless a disciple is extremely talented, it will be difficult for anyone to practice this claw-lasing method.

The little benefactor Yunfeng has a very close relationship with our Fenlin Temple.

He was approved by the head of each academy in the past.

Junior Brother Wuchen has just given it to him.

However, the claw move is too violent, so when practicing this claw technique, the disciples in the temple are strictly ordered not to use it as a last resort, so it makes sense that the Ninth Prince has not seen it before. said.

"I see, that's no wonder."

The Ninth Prince nodded slightly, wondering how many people in the world could force the Living Buddha Wuchen Master to use this extremely violent and sharp claw technique.

On the high platform, I saw Yunfeng's figure flashing and leaping up, leaning slightly towards Kongping.

A looming golden dragon head was attached to his thick arm.

Yunfeng's figure was as sharp as steel.

The five hard fingers were like the giant mouth of a dragon's head, and they pounced on Kong Ping's head in an instant.

"Dragon and Tiger Double Shape" Kongping roared and lowered his body slightly.

With a movement of his palms, a domineering energy was strangely twisted towards Yunfeng's right paw which he quickly grabbed.

"Broken" Yunfeng roared, curled his right paw, and used his finger joints to press hard on the palms of Kong Ping's hands.

His body quickly turned forward, and when his body passed over Kong Ping's head, , Yunfeng suddenly put out two fingers, slightly tapping Kong Ping's back shoulder.

Kongping's body stumbled forward, and he fell forward a few steps before barely regaining his balance.

Yunfeng raised his fist towards Kongping and said politely: "Senior brother, I accept the concession."

"Thank you, Master Yunfeng, for showing mercy," Kong Ping said politely.

He turned around and hugged the five seniors in the referee's seat, then slowly walked off the stage.

"Jichen Empire Yushan Yanzimen Yunfeng wins" "The next match will be between Jichen Empire Yushan Yanzimen Yunfeng and Jichen Empire Gujiazhuang Second Young Master Gu Fan," the master of ceremonies shouted loudly.

"I'm here, Gu Fan.

If you're not a match for the cold-faced demon, you're willing to be defeated."

Gu Fan stood up, clasped his fists and politely shouted to the five judges on the referee's bench.

"Well, the master of ceremonies takes back the number plate representing Gu Fan," Xuanyuan Hao shouted loudly.

"Yes" a young girl responded respectfully.

He walked up to Gu Fan and politely took back the number plate that represented his identity in the Five Nations Youth Martial Arts Competition.

"The next match will be between Yun Feng of the Yanzimen of the Jichen Empire and Leng Yan, the Tianzihao killer of the Killing God Hall of the Tianyang Empire."

The master of ceremonies shouted excitedly.

As soon as the master of ceremonies finished speaking, all the warriors in the audience held their breath for a moment.

They all stared at Yunfeng on the high platform with excited expressions, and spoke coldly to the young killer Wu Qingjian who slowly walked up to the high platform and was dressed in black.

"I didn't expect you and I to meet again so soon," Leng Yan said.

Yunfeng stared at Leng Yan in front of him and asked thoughtfully: "The warrior in the woods a few days ago was also Your Excellency."

"Exactly" Leng Yan responded loudly.

Yunfeng nodded slightly and said calmly: "Draw your sword.

In this world, there are only four people of my generation who can truly fight with all my strength."

"Yunfeng, are you and I going to fight with all our strength today, or will we stop it?

If we fight with all our strength, one of us will be injured if we fight against each other.

I'm afraid it will be difficult to fight another decisive battle in the short term."

He said coldly and sternly said.

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"I'm going to fight with all my strength.

If I can't fight with you and Si Yan with all my strength, what's the point of going up to this high platform?"

Yun Feng said coldly.

"Okay, what you said is very much in line with my wishes," Leng Yan said loudly.

"Please," Yun Feng said coldly.

Yun Feng and Leng Yan each held the sword in their hands tightly, staring at each other intently, not daring to show any signs of slacking off.

"Master, who do you think is more prosperous between the two of them?"

A woman in a purple shirt with a veil on her face said softly to an old man wearing a black cloak and holding a Kowloon crutch.

"It's hard to say," the old man said without hesitation.

"Master, can't you even see it?"

the woman in purple asked in confusion.

"If we talk about martial arts, it is not difficult for Yunfeng to defeat Leng Yan with his body skills and flying knives.

But it is a pity that this boy wants to achieve the highest level of swordsmanship, so he will definitely not use flying knives to supplement it.

And the most important thing is that the two of them People can no longer fight with all their might.

The cold-faced demon and the ruthless sword no longer exist."

The old man said calmly.

"Master, this disciple is ignorant," the woman in purple asked in confusion.

"Both of them already have concerns in their hearts.

They cannot be as cold-blooded and ruthless as before.

A cold-faced demon and a ruthless killer.

Now that they don't even have the heart to kill, there is no victory or defeat."

The old man said contemptuously. , the words seemed to express great regret for the two of them.

On the high platform, huge mountains of energy were condensed around the bodies of Yun Feng and Leng Yan at an extremely fast speed.

The space around the high platform became increasingly blurry.

People in the audience looked at them as if they were on the high platform.

It's like a curtain of water surrounding it.

But Xuanyuan Hao stood up fiercely on the referee's bench and shouted loudly: "Yunfeng, Lengyan, you two only need to compare martial arts, and you must not bet on life or death with martial arts."

Suddenly, Yunfeng and Leng Yan suddenly raised their heads, and the sword energy around them quickly dispersed.

"Whoa!"

Leng Yan's long sword was raised, and in an instant it was in front of Yun Feng.

The tip of Leng Yan's sword seemed to pass through a water pattern curtain, and the space around the sword body was distorted.

Yunfeng looked coldly at Leng Yan's long sword that was approaching in front of him.

Suddenly, there was a cold cry of "break", and the body of the Youlong long sword was struck with an extremely domineering fire-attributed sword energy at high speed.

The two figures crossed each other in an instant.

On the high platform, Yun Feng and Luo Yan clenched their swords and faced each other.

"hiss" "Hiss" the clothes on their chests tore apart at the same time.

"Sword return" Leng Yan roared, and saw his right hand twisting and turning, and the long sword in his right hand was stabbed at the back of Yunfeng's neck.

The speed of the movement made Yunfeng amazed.

It was a little too late for Yunfeng to turn around and draw his sword, but he saw Yunfeng twist his right hand, hold the hilt of the Youlong Sword backwards, and hit Leng Yan's long sword with the tip of the Youlong Sword from bottom to top.

At the same time, he slapped Leng Yan with his left palm.

Yan's vest.

"Dang" The tip of Yun Fengyou's dragon sword hit the body of Leng Yan's sword at high speed.

Yunfeng's astonishingly powerful left palm appeared a few inches in front of Leng Yan almost at the same time.

Leng Yan moved with all his strength and jumped up quickly.

However, he jumped in space, turned the long sword downwards and stabbed at a very fast speed.

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The tip of the sword reached Yunfeng's head in an instant.

Leng Yan's upstrokes, flips, and barbs are all done in one go in an instant, and are executed cleanly without any fancy moves.

Yunfeng leaned back as hard as he could, avoiding Luo Yan's sword that was so close at hand.

"Clang" Leng Yan's sword tip touched the extremely hard stone slab of the high platform and made a slight bend.

Leng Yan took advantage of the situation and flipped in the air, about to draw his sword to pursue Yun Feng.

"Thousands of Waves Over the Sea" Yunfeng retreated halfway, but suddenly stepped backwards with his right foot on the stone slab.

The Youlong sword was like a life-threatening iron rod, drawing sword flowers and stabbing Leng Yan's throat and five internal organs.

Yan Zhi felt as if his whole body was enveloped in a ball of scorching flames.

"Returning to the Sword Technique" Leng Yan held the hilt of the sword in front of him with both hands to protect him.

His body turned rapidly, and a pure and thick sword shadow protected him in it.

"Dang" Yunfeng's dragon sword instantly pierced the rapidly rotating blade in front of Leng Yan.

Leng Yan stepped back slightly, stepped forward quickly with his right foot, and swept his right hand holding the sword sideways.

The long sword in his hand passed through Yunfeng's left arm like lightning and flint.

"Hiss" Yunfeng's silver clothes were instantly stained with a layer of bright red blood.

"Happy!"

Yunfeng howled wildly, and saw his body approaching Leng Yan fiercely.

The Youlong Sword turned with the trend, and the generous Youlong Sword body slapped Leng Yan's chest hard.

There was a muffled sound of "bang".

Even though Leng Yan was leaning forward with all his strength, he was still hit by a strong sword in the chest.

Fortunately, his retreat speed was fast enough and the energy of the body-protecting sword was strong enough.

Otherwise, Yunfeng's sword would be terrible.

It was going to shatter his chest.

Despite this, Leng Yan still felt numbness in his chest, and the sword energy in his body quickly reversed.

Yunfeng and Lengyan could be said to be opponents who refused to give in to each other.

They continued to fight for more than fifty moves on the high platform, but there was no winner.

The two of them also had varying degrees of disadvantages, but they did not notice it at all.

At this time, Yun Feng and Leng Yan were completely immersed in the exciting duel between their opponents.

The warriors in the audience clenched their fists and held their breath while staring intently at the two people on the stage

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