It turned out that Han Lianting was the young man who just told Linghu Jian that he wanted to teach Chen Feng a lesson for him.

Linghu Jian laughed: "It just so happens that Senior Brother Han, you can teach Chen Feng a hard lesson."

Han Lianting smiled coldly: "How can you teach a hard lesson? He dares to provoke you, I will kill him with just one sword, which will save you energy!"

Linghu Jian laughed: "Senior Brother Han takes action, Chen Feng is about to die!"

The other top ten disciples of the Berserker Academy also looked as if they were taken for granted.

Obviously, they didn't think Chen Feng would be Han Lianting's opponent.

Han Lianting jumped up and came to the ring!

He looked at Chen Feng and said arrogantly: "Chen Feng, do you have any last words to explain?"

Chen Feng sneered coldly: "I only have one word to say!"

Han Lianting said, "What word?"

Chen Feng jumped out of his throat: "Die!"

As he said that, Chen Feng rushed forward quickly, dragging the Dragon Slaying Sword.

The Dragon Slaying Sword plowed a deep gully on the stone arena, and sparks flew everywhere.

His momentum increased wildly, and he came to Han Lianting and slashed out fiercely with a knife.

A look of disdain appeared on Han Lianting's face: "If you try your best to resist, you may be able to walk a few more moves under my hands, but if you dare to take the initiative, it is simply seeking death!"

"I can kill you within three moves!"

As he said that, a red long sword appeared in Han Lianting's hand.

As soon as the red sword was taken out, everyone suddenly felt a strong smell of blood in the air.

There was a strong red light around the two of them, as if a pool of blood appeared out of thin air here.

Everyone was shocked: "How many lives have this sword been injured? How many blood has it been drunk? It will become like this!"

Han Lianting stabbed out with a sword.

Chen Feng suddenly felt that blood was rising into the sky in front of him, and there seemed to be a scream of an unjust soul inside, disturbing his mind.

For a moment, he was dizzy and could not tell the direction.

At this time, a golden spring surging in the dantian, and a cool feeling surged out.

Chen Feng was sane and instantly became awake.

At this time, he realized that Han Lianting had changed its position.

If he continues to maintain the offensive, he will lose with one blow!

Chen Feng immediately captured the real attack direction of Han Lianting's blood-colored sword and slashed away fiercely.

The two thundered and collided.

Han Lianting let out a muffled groan, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he took several steps in succession!

He shouted in shock: "How could you not be disturbed by my mental state? Can you correctly judge my position?"

"How could your strength be so powerful? I am a master of the eighth level of Soul Condensation. Are you fighting me in a similar way?"

Chen Feng said lightly: "You are wrong. It's not that you are comparable to you, but that I have the upper hand!"

"Look at how many steps you took, look at me, have you ever retreated?"

Han Lianting's face turned red in an instant, and his expression was extremely awkward.

He felt that he had no face. He just blew up and said that Chen Feng could solve it within three moves, but he did not expect that Chen Feng was so powerful that he gained the upper hand.

He looked at Chen Feng, with a solemn look on his face, and said, "Chen Feng, I am indeed underestimating you!"

"But it's not that easy for you to kill me!"

Chen Feng smiled coldly, showing a sarcastic look: "Are you sure it's not easy for me to kill you?"

As he said that, Chen Feng jumped up in the air, and the dragon-slaying sword in his hand was thinking of Han Lianting slashing wildly!

Han Lianting's red long sword stabbed out thousands of blood-colored lights and shadows, but Chen Feng was unswerving and broke ten times with one force!

An extremely powerful force surged out, shattering all the phantoms, and slashing them on the red sword again!

Han Lianting screamed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, staggering, and retreating for more than ten steps.

Chen Feng was unreasonable and slashed the Dragon Slaying Sword in a row, but he even slashed out three times in a row.

The first sword directly slashed the red sword, shaking the red sword into countless debris.

Han Lianting waved his palm to resist the second knife, and his arms were shattered.

The third knife slashed at him, squirting blood, and almost half of his body turned into fleshy paste and flew out of the air!

Han Lianting screamed in a terrifying voice, and his eyes were filled with horror.

At this time, he realized the huge gap in strength between him and Chen Feng.

He flew out frantically, trying his best to fly out of the ring.

When he finally flew out of the ring, he turned around, looked at Chen Feng with a resentful face, and shouted:

"Chen Feng, I won't let you go! Wait for me!"

Chen Feng smiled coldly: "I won't let you go!"

He jumped up in the air, and the Tianlong steps moved suddenly. After a moment of brushing, he actually came to Han Lianting.

Then cut it out with one knife!

This knife slashed Han Lianting.

With a bang, the remaining half of Han Lianting's body exploded, leaving no flesh and blood.

Chen Feng looked at the blood mist and said lightly: "You haven't fallen out of the ring yet!"

The scene was silent.

Everyone was shocked. No one expected that Chen Feng could kill Han Lianting so easily with just five swords.

Even those who had been hoping that Chen Feng would win before would never expect him to win so smoothly and kill his opponent!

The next moment, there was a violent discussion among the crowd.

"Chen Feng is really too powerful. He definitely has the cultivation level of the eighth level of Soul Condensation!"

"That's right, maybe even there, because Han Lianting is the peak master of the eighth level of Soul Condensation!"

"Is this Chen Feng really only twenty years old? It's so scary!"

"Haha, our other sects finally won one game against the Berserker Academy. Chen Feng is really trying to win the face for us!"

Everyone was extremely excited and cheered.

On the Berserker Academy, except for Yue Yuanshan's face remained unchanged, everyone showed shock on their faces.

One of them said slowly: "I didn't expect Chen Feng to have such strong strength."

The other person shook his head and sighed: "Chen Feng is also from our Berserker Academy. I heard that he has only been admitted for half a year. He is really awesome!"

"I have only been in school for half a year and have such strength. Each of us has been admitted for at least five years!"

Linghu Jian's face was filled with horror and disbelief.

He murmured: "Impossible, impossible! This is definitely not true!"

"How could Senior Brother Han be easily killed by this waste? A few months ago, he was no match for me at all!"

Then, the shock on his face turned into extreme fear and worry, and his body even shook.

He knew very well that Han Lianting's strength was far better than him.
Chapter completed!