Lu Lin's sword technique delayed Han Feng's movements. Mu Shuo's sword technique was like a bone-attached insect, which made Han Feng unable to advance or retreat.

Almost in an instant, Han Feng fell into a passive state.

He flashed left and right, and continued to swing his sword. Han Feng couldn't get rid of these two candies.

Gritting his teeth, Han Feng was also forced to get anxious.

"The two styles of the Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique, break!"

The Bishui Changtian Sword suddenly disappeared from his hand. Mu Shuo didn't even look at it, and he blocked the peach wood sword on his back with his hand, while Lu Lin's reaction was slower. He was suddenly hit by a ray of light.

His body shook, and Lu Lin almost fell to the ground.

With a jingle, Mu Shuo blocked the light behind him, and turned his hand and pointed it at Han Feng's body with a sword.

Han Feng could turn around and kick Mu Shuo at this moment, and the three of them immediately separated.

There was a silence around, and all the students were stunned. Who would have thought that the first battle would be so fierce in less than a while.

Blood was covered with the corner of Lu Lin's mouth, and Mu Shuo was kicked and grinned. Han Feng's kick also had the penetration power that was no less than the sword technique of the Heaven-Slaying Sword.

Han Feng himself was even more miserable. The Birch Shui Changtian Sword was dropped aside, and all over his body was covered with wounds.

Shaking, Han Feng still stood up slowly.

"strong enough!"

Han Feng grinned and waved his hand to the Birch Water Changtian Sword and flew back into his hand.

Mu Shuo and Lu Lin walked forward slowly, covering their bodies with a rainbow of momentum.

"Han Feng, I want you to know. What you call fighting against two is just a joke."

A light appeared on Mushuo's peach wood sword, and a peach blossom appeared faintly.

This is the starting style of Qingjianyuan’s unpopular sword technique and the Three Thousand Swords of Peach Blossoms.

Lu Lin's body became blurred, making people unable to see clearly, as if the whole person had turned into a ball of wind.

"Yiyuanyuan, ridiculous!"

The two of them said it deliberately loudly, so that all the students present could hear it clearly.

At this time, even Chu Xing and Senior Brother Chu Tian only frowned.

In their opinion, with Han Feng's current strength, it is indeed very difficult to win the two people in front of him. Lu Fan also felt that Han Feng's chances of winning were minimal, and this approach was indeed a bit reckless.

But Han Feng didn't think so, and he still grinned happily.

"The Han family's children can only die together, with blood flowing dry, without being humiliated and retreating."

Suddenly, Han Feng picked up the Bishui Changtian Sword and stroked it hard on his arm.

A wisp of blood immediately dyed the entire Bishui Changtian Sword red. The next moment, the Bishui Changtian Sword actually twisted strangely.

In Lu Fan's body, the sound of the Jiulong Xuan Palace Tower suddenly rang.

"Good things, good things have appeared again. Did you find the great master?"

Lu Fan ignored Lao Jiu and looked straight at Han Feng.

After "seeing" the situation clearly, the Jiulong Xuan Palace Tower couldn't help but feel a little depressed: "Oh, it's someone else's. Just take it over. That kid is from the Han family. After so many years of inheritance, the Han family has not yet perished. Yes, how could this perverted family perish? Bah, I care about what the Han family does, the madman family, a group of madmen who deserve to be beaten."

The sound of Jiulong Xuan Palace Tower disappeared.

On the disc arena, Han Feng's entire aura has undergone terrible changes.

The wound on Han Feng's body, which was visible to the naked eye, was healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a golden and red light began to emerge from his eyes.

Lu Lin and Mu Shuo saw something wrong. He raised his sword and stepped forward. The sword in his hands stabbed Han Feng without hesitation. The speed was so fast that it was difficult to detect.

Three thousand swords of peach blossoms, one word penetrates the clouds.

Fufeng sword technique, killing energy.

A wooden sword and a fine steel sword directly penetrated Han Feng's body.

One is on the shoulder and the other is on the right chest.

Although it is not a fatal position, these two swords are enough to seriously injure a warrior.

The battle is over!

Almost all students think so, and being penetrated by others, it is unlikely that they still have combat capabilities no matter how they think about it.

I thought Han Feng was going to use what ultimate move. Feelings were to make his eyes turn red and restore his injuries. This move looked so stupid.

Many students from Qingjian Academy and Piaomiao Academy were about to cheer, but in a flash, they opened their mouths again and looked at the field in disbelief.

Han Feng suddenly moved, and the Bishui Changtian Sword suddenly turned into two blood lights to lock Lu Lin and Mu Shuo.

The strong energy on the two of them seemed to have been corroded in an instant, and white smoke rose.

A blood pool appeared at the feet of the three of them and spread out. The red blood pool should be scarlet and terrifying, but why does it look so clear, giving people a clean and translucent feeling.

"This is the true face of the Bishui Changtian Sword, the Bishui Pond!"

Senior Brother Chu Tian murmured.

His words fell into Chu Xing and Lu Fan's ears, making them a little confused.

"The true face of the Bishui Changtian Sword? Why have I never heard of it?"

Chu Xing asked out loud.

Chu Tian said: "Have you ever thought about why Master never taught us any weapons, but he gave Han Feng a Bright Water Long Tian Sword?"

Chu Xing shook his head in shock.

Chu Tian continued: "That's because Senior Brother Han Feng has different abilities from us. Master has always been secretive of his family. I think he should be a child of an ancient martial arts family, and he is confused about the ancient martial arts bloodline. It is best to cultivate the power of bloodline and have external power as a guide. The master gave him the Bishui Changtian Sword, which must be because Junior Brother Han Feng's family skills complement each other with the Bishui Changtian Sword. Now it seems that it is true."

Lu Fan and Chu Xing suddenly realized.

Family-borne martial arts! It seems that Senior Brother Han Feng does have a secret.

But who has no secret?

The three of them laughed at the same time. Han Feng had completely grasped the initiative on the field.

The blood pool under his feet slowly swallowed Lu Lin and Mu Shuo. No matter how hard they struggled, they could not break free from the shackles on their bodies.

Little by little, half of the two men's bodies sank into the blood pool, and the energy on their bodies disappeared at the same time. The two of them only felt that the power in their bodies was actually being pulled away by the blood pool, while the light in Han Feng's eyes became more and more powerful.

Master Meng Yun had already stood up, his eyes were burning, and he said to Xuan Zhen: "The blood is so heavy, is the magic cultivator martial arts skill?"

Xuan Zhen shook his head slightly and said, "No. The blood energy of the demon cultivator's martial arts is much more cruel than this. It should be the power of the bloodline. Although it is not complete, it is very strong. Meng Yun, the dean is also here. Don't move it arbitrarily."

Meng Yun sat down unwillingly. At this time, Lu Lin and Mu Shuo had been swallowed up to their necks in the field.

Everyone took a breath of air. The terrible martial arts were like wild beasts eating people. Look at the pale faces of Lu Lin and Mu Shuo, it was like a dead person.

Finally, Lu Lin couldn't hold on anymore and shouted: "I admit defeat!"

Han Feng glanced at him lightly, shook his hand, and Lu Lin was bounced out of the blood pool and fell to the ground with weakness.

Mu Shuo was still gritting his teeth and insisting, suddenly, a ray of energy spurted out from his mouth.

This ray of striking force was aimed very accurately, and a small hole was opened directly in Han Feng's chest, almost penetrated his heart.

But Han Feng seemed to have not felt it, and looked at him quietly. The wound on his body recovered as before the next moment.

"The resilience of the heavens! Is he a wild beast?"

Countless sounds of swallowing saliva sounded in the stands, and Han Feng's current performance was simply not very personal.

It's like some kind of puppet or some kind of wild beast.

Han Feng looked at Mu Shuo quietly and said, "If you don't surrender, I will suck your essence and blood. You want me to destroy your cultivation here."

Mu Shuo's face twitched, and he finally said helplessly: "I surrender!"

Suddenly, Han Feng let out Mu Shuo with a long sigh.

The blood pool turned into the Bright Water Changtian Sword and landed on the ground. A drop of blood dripped from the Bright Water Changtian Sword. Then, it disappeared like fog.

The red light in Han Feng's eyes was also fading away. bit by bit, he pulled out the two swords from his body.

It was strange to say that the two swords had already pierced him, but when he pulled it out, no drop of blood was stained, and no drop of blood was pouring out from the wound.

After swaying his hand, Han Feng threw two swords on the ground, and raised his hand and said, "Han Fengsheng, Yiyuanyuan!"

All the students were silent for a while, and then the applause and cheers started.

In Mingxinyuan, Master Man Yan was completely stunned. He realized at this moment, clapping his hands and said, "What kind of martial arts is this? It's impossible to kill him. Han Feng... How could he be so strong in Han Feng? He looks so secure..."

After saying this, Man Yan suddenly felt something was wrong.

Next to her, Lin Xiaoyun and Ling Yao were all looking at her with strange eyes.

Ling Yao smiled and said, "Senior Sister Manyan..."

Man Yan blushed and said with an equator: "Don't laugh. Is there anything funny? I'll ignore you anymore, hum!"

On the other side, on Hengshanyuan, Xiaowen and Senior Sister Wang couldn't say a word.
To be continued...