On the horse court, three young men in white appeared first.

These three people were the three who had mocked the disciples of Fengyu Sect before.

The three of them stood in front of everyone.

Their bodies were invisibly releasing a terrifying aura.

These are three people sent by the Liu family. Their strength has reached the fourth level of Yangming Realm.

Everyone was shocked and looked at each other.

Young Master, who should I send?

The few people in front of them were already ready to move. They had long wanted to teach this group of ignorant country bumpkins a lesson to let them know what heaven and earth are.

Liu Xiangyuan secretly sent a message: "Liu Lin, you are only allowed to lose in the first game, not win."

The young man was still very excited when he heard the first half of the sentence, but his expression changed slightly when he listened to the second half of the sentence. Why?

They came from afar and always had to be more polite. Anyway, we just had to fight casually in the next two games, Liu Xiangyuan said lightly.

Then just play the first two games, why bother so much? Liu Lin's eyes turned white.

You know, I want to play two games, but my father means... Don't talk so much nonsense, you can only lose, not win.

Liu Lin could only do it and nodded, saying, "Okay, I'll lose!"

In the first scene, whoever you did, Luo Yun glanced at everyone.

I'll do it! Luo Li said.

Senior sister, there is still a heavy burden behind this and you need to leave it to you to deal with it. Let me go in the first period! Shi Zhenxiang spoke lightly.

Well, since you are going to go, the senior sister won’t stop you. Be careful, these disciples of the Liu family are not weak, Luo Li reminded.

Well, I got it, Shi Zhenxiang nodded.

In an instant, two figures walked to the grass.

"Shizhen Township!"

"Lulin!"

The two spoke almost at the same time, and then saluted each other!

The two figures flashed and they started to confront each other.

Liu Lin holds a sword, Shi Zhenxiang holds a big sword.

The figures of the two suddenly accelerated, and the weapons collided with each other, sparking sparks.

Their hair is flying and their clothes are dancing wildly.

"Damn it!"

Shi Zhenxiang felt his arm numb. Liu Lin's strength really surprised him a little.

Just a confrontation between two weapons made his hands numb.

His long sword, which had some of his original composition, gradually lost his composition and had to cut in the air.

Luo Yun below saw this scene and sighed helplessly, saying, "Zhenxiang's cultivation is not bad, but compared to this Liu family disciple, the martial arts are a little worse."

So the strength of the knife cannot be exerted.

In this game, I'm afraid we'll lose, he sighed.

But at this moment, Liu Lin, who was originally strong and powerful, was disturbed and his strength gradually became weak.

Shi Zhenxiang seized the opportunity, his eyes lit up, and he rushed straight into the sword with one knife.

He used a knife to pick Liu Lin's sword away.

The two of them landed, but Shi Zhenxiang's knife appeared in front of Liu Lin. He smiled and said, "Chengran, Chengran, you lost."

Everyone was stunned, and the change in a flash was still too fast.

Originally, the two were evenly matched, but they didn't expect this confrontation to be at a disadvantage.

The second senior brother won, the second senior brother won, and Zhu Qing from Fengyu Sect took the lead and shouted loudly.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen disciples also cheered behind him.

Humph, are the disciples of Liu's mansion just like this?

We will definitely win the next few games, the young man said lightly.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see that Liu Lin did not do his best.

Luo Yun glanced at Liu Xiangyuan and found that his expression was extremely calm, and he was slightly shocked.

Luo Yun sighed with such a victory

Dad, don’t think too much. Since they are polite, we will not win. If we win, we will win. Luo Li, who was beside us, said.

Well, you should be more careful in this scene, Luo Yun's eyes were filled with a hint of solemnity.

Dad, don’t worry, I will do my best to not lose face from Fengyumen.

That's good. Even if you lose, you will lose with glory. Luo Yun gently stroked his beard.

Liu Lin picked up the long sword, touched his shoulders with some pain, and returned to the camp.

Seeing his embarrassed look, the disciples laughed.

Liu Lin, don’t worry, although you lost for a while, your senior brother will definitely win this game.

Beside Liu Lin, a tall man spoke lightly.

Liu Xiangyuan glanced at the young man and said lightly: "Liu Feng, since he has been polite, he does not need to give them face, just destroy them and do it."

Young Master, don’t worry, I won’t take action like Liu Lin, there is a hint of coldness on the face of the young man in white.

Humph, Liu Lin snorted coldly.

Be sure to use thunder to quickly end this boring battle.

Liu Feng nodded.

The two walked to the center of the venue.

"Liu Feng!"

"Luo Li!"

The two of them each reported their names.

On the field, a breath filled the air. Before the two met, the breath pressed against each other.

It seemed that he felt the aura oppressing each other, and Su Xun, who was holding a pig-killing knife, had a hint of worry on his face.

He whispered, "If this happens, senior sister will lose within thirty moves."

His voice was extremely small and almost undetectable.

But Luo Yun heard it very clearly.

He looked at Su Xun, but found that he seemed extremely focused at this time.

Li'er mentioned this person, was it because of Zhu Qing or... Luo Yun sighed.

Su Xun seemed to feel a strange look.

He glanced aimlessly around and finally looked at Luo Yun. He immediately grinned and returned to his calmness.

What did you say just now, Luo Yun walked to Su Xun and couldn't help asking.

Su Xun was stunned. Disciple... Disciple didn't say anything!

You just said that Li'er would be defeated within thirty moves, Luo Yun said lightly, but his eyes were always on Su Xun, as if he wanted to see something.

Su Xun sighed inwardly, no.

However, he still had a silly smile on his face and said, "Master, there are many people. I guess you have heard it awkwardly. I mean, senior sister will definitely fight them within thirty moves."

Is that true? Luo Yun frowned slightly.

It must be true. All our fellow brothers in Fengyu Sect are invincible and it is no problem to beat them.

Nonsense!

Luo Yun said this with an unhappy expression, and then turned his eyes to the field.

Su Xun smiled awkwardly.

His skin is thicker than cowhide now, and he no longer blushed when he tells lies.

On the field!

The two of them had no extra words, but the sword light waved and the figures intertwined.

"Ling Tian's sword!"

The sword lights are as brilliant as pillars, and the sword energy is scattered.
To be continued...