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Chapter 688 Sword Intent

open!!"

Feng Binbei shouted violently, and the sword light instantly shot out from the blood-drinking knife, forcing Tang Ming back.

The two separated again, but Tang Ming was a little embarrassed this time.

After all, under such a gap in the realm and with bare hands and empty fists, I will definitely be somewhat powerless.

Everyone in the audience breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Tang Ming's embarrassing appearance.

However, only Feng Binbei knew that this confrontation was inferior to Tang Ming.

After all, if he didn't use his sword light to force Tang Ming back and fight again, when he separated next time, he would be the one who was embarrassed, not Tang Ming.

"Brother Tang, add...woooo."

Han Xiaoyu looked at Tang Ming on the stage and was about to cheer Tang Ming up, but she didn't expect that Xing Zhiyu would cover her mouth at this time.

"What are you doing?!"

After Han Xiaoyu broke free, her phoenix eyes opened her eyes and scolded Xing Zhiyu, who looked a little embarrassed.

"Xiaoyu, stop making trouble. Junior Brother Xing did the right thing. If you shout like this, it will disturb the young master's mood and be unfavorable to him."

Han Noixing, who was standing aside, looked at Xing Zhiyu for a few more times. Although this little guy has average cultivation, he has a clear mind.

In fact, when Xiaoyu shouted, he had never thought about the key, but this little guy thought of it. Just such a simple action shows that this little guy's future achievements will definitely not be small.

Han Xiaoyu suddenly understood, first glanced at Xing Zhiyu apologetically, and then stuck out his tongue at Han Nobita.

In the entire Qingxia Academy, except for Tang Ming, there are only Han Daxiong and Han Xiaohuan who can be so intimate with this little girl. Unfortunately, Han Xiaohuan's eyes have been covered by jealousy.

"If you don't give your all, I'm really not polite!"

Feng Binbei didn't care about other people's opinions at all, and told him in public that he had not given all his strength to Tang Ming.

"What? Have you heard what Senior Brother Feng said just now? That guy hasn't tried his best yet!"

"Okay...it seems to be said, but how is this possible?"

The person under the ring, after hearing Feng Binbei's words with a slightly more sensitive ear, caused another commotion.

Both of them have reached this point, but they haven't tried their best yet?

You should know that the two people standing on the ring are not the hall masters of the Renxuan realm, but just disciples of the two academic institutions.

The battle between these two people has far exceeded the ordinary disciples' understanding of the realm.

"You are not qualified to let me do my best now."

Tang Ming looked at Feng Binbei with a serious look, and Feng Binbei seemed to know that Tang Ming did not exaggerate.

But Feng Binbei knew that the people under the arena didn't know.

They heard Tang Ming's words just now, and there were bursts of scolding coming from under the ring.

"Today I fight with you, I, Feng Bibei Sansheng, have the honor to be proud of. In order to make you do your best, I will help you!"

Feng Binbei gently inserted the blood-drinking knife in his hand into the hard ring. The ring that was blessed by the formation was as fragile as in Feng Binbei's hands as if it had not yet been braised tofu.

Feng Binbei clenched his fists with both hands, his face turned red in an instant, and the clothes on his upper body suddenly burst out with thunder, and the crisscrossing scars appeared in front of everyone.

Tang Ming could feel that at this moment, Feng Binbei mobilized all the qi and blood all over his body, and even slight blood oozed out from the scars that had already scarred.

At the same time, the blood-drinking knife in front of Feng Binbei trembled without warning, and the blood-evil energy in the sky emanated from the sword.

Then he was pulled by the aura of Feng Binbei's body, and gradually entangled with the blood and blood around Feng Binbei.

In the blood evil aura in the sky, a slight violent energy gradually began to spread, and the elders who saw this scene turned around and ran away without saying a word.

The disciples of Longcheng Academy also withdrew from the martial arts performance venue as soon as possible. The remaining disciples of other academic institutions were dragged away from the arena by people who were familiar with Feng Binbei's methods.

"What should we do?"

Yun Hao looked at the empty martial arts venue with a pale face. He naturally had heard some legends about Feng Binbei, but Han Xiaoyu didn't leave, but no one dared to leave here.

"Let's go, let's go first, I believe the young master can handle it!"

After hesitating for a while, Han Daxiong still took a few people to leave the martial arts venue one after another, but they did not leave too far.

Several people found a loft outside, and Zhongli Tiancheng's personal guard was waiting at the door, as if he knew in advance that they would come out.

Han Xiaoyu eagerly climbed to the top of the stairs and stared at the surging ring in the distance with anxious expressions.

"roar!!"

A roar echoed through the sky. In front of Tang Ming's eyes, the dull man had disappeared. Instead, he was a madman with blood-red eyes as fierce as a ferocious beast.

The blood-drinking knife trembled more and more violently. Even Tang Ming could vaguely understand the excitement that emanated from the knife's intent.

brush……

The blade instantly broke through the ground, surrounding Feng Binbei, who had already changed his breath at this moment, like a milk swallow returning to his nest.

"Give all your strength...all your strength!"

This is the last sentence Feng Binbei said. When he insisted on finishing this sentence, there was no trace of clarity in his eyes.

A crazy look finally broke out in Tang Ming's eyes, and he turned over the Divine Phoenix Thunder Flame Gun with one hand and appeared in his hand with a surging flames.

On the top floor of Chunqiu Pavilion, which is far from the martial arts field, four middle-aged people stood together, looking at the sky rendered by blood and flames with solemn eyes.

"Last brother, do you think Tang Ming can persevere?"

Zhongli Tiancheng looked at Helian's mighty power with some concern. He knew how terrifying it was after Feng Binbei burst into blood power.

"I think about it. When Feng Binbei was in the early days of the day after tomorrow, killing the Crazy Sword Realm was just a matter of killing him."

Wu Sanxiao shook his head slightly. Yu Hai, the real man of Kuangjian, was both outstanding in the innate realm at the time, but when he faced the crazy Feng Binbei, there was no such ink trace as the legendary legend outside. From beginning to end, he just made a knife.

"Hehe, second brother, why don't we make a bet?"

Helian smirked fiercely, and Feng Binbei knew it, but he knew more about what kind of role Tang Ming was.

"Betting? What bet?"

Wu Sanxiao looked at Helian's mighty wary face, and he couldn't help but accidentally. Since entering the sect, he has suffered a lot of losses from Helian's mighty power.

"Tsk, look at your bear-like appearance, if you don't dare, you will pull it down!"

Helian Majestic looked at Wu Sanxiao with his eyes squinted, and said disdainfully.

"Whoever said it, bet. I don't believe it anymore. That kid can beat the crazy Feng Binbei!"

Wu Sanxiao was aroused by Helian's mighty power and suddenly became angry. What's more, he had absolute confidence in Feng Binbei.

"Okay, I have the courage. I bet that Tang Ming can not only survive safely, but also defeat Feng Binbei. The bet is it!"

Helian was so happy that Wu Sanxiao would repent, so he took out a gold seal the size of a palm.

"Bei Ming Seal?! Are you crazy?"

Looking at the spiritual treasure Helian Majesty took out, let alone Wu San smiled, even Zhongli Tian, ​​who was beside him, opened his mouth wide in surprise.

Beiming Seal, sixth-grade spiritual treasure.

After this thing is consumed, it can rise in the wind. Although it is only the size of a palm, it has the power of thousands of pounds. More importantly, this thing can absorb spiritual energy and suppress the mind.

Even if the entire Li Yue Dynasty was turned over, such treasures would never exceed one hand.

"Hehe, second brother, after all, you are the hall master of Beidou Academy. You won't be able to even get such a little thing, right?"

Helian looked at Wu Sanxiao with a sarcastic look on his face.

Not to mention, Wu Sanxiao can't really take out something that can compare to the Beiming Seal.

"Even so, I will bet with you on behalf of my second child!"

Looking at Wu Sanxiao's embarrassing look, Zhongli Tiancheng, who was beside him, thought for a moment, and then took out the scales that Tang Ming gave him before.

"this……"

The three of them looked at the scales that Zhongli Tiancheng took out, and their eyes were instantly straightened.

Although they couldn't recognize what this thing was, the slightest bit of pressure that emanated from it that made them feel uncomfortable was certain. This thing was absolutely valuable!

"I've looked for the master, and he told me that this is the scales on a monster called the Red Scale Dragon Dragon. This monster is a divine beast in the early stage of the transformation of the tripod, so this scale is an eighth-grade treasure."

"Eight, eighth, eighth grade rare treasures?"

Qin Chusheng's words were not easy to say. It was the first time he had seen the eighth-grade Qizhen in his life.

"Last brother, what do you think of this thing bet on your Beiming seal?"

Zhongli Tiancheng also looked at Helian Majesty with serene complacentness. If this guy knew that this thing was given to him by Tang Ming, I wonder what kind of reaction would be.

"Okay, OK, OK!"

Helian said ok three times in a row. In his opinion, when the senior brother took out this thing, the eighth-grade Qizhen was already named Helian.

Several people made a bet, and in the martial arts field, blood and flames were intertwined, and the powerful energy tore up the surrounding buildings into powder.

Fortunately, those disciples and elders ran fast, otherwise under such violent power, people under the realm of Renxuan would not even have a chance to escape.

After the blood evil energy of the Blood Drinking Knife blended with Feng Binbei's blood energy, the sharp energy could vaguely cut the air in front of him on the blade on the originally blunt face.

The Divine Phoenix Thunder Flame Gun rolled up endless flames like a dragon, and the thunder mixed in it turned the entire martial arts field into ruins.

The sword light flashed, Tang Ming took a step back, and the Divine Phoenix Thunder Flame Spear in his hand suddenly stretched out, and the precise point was on the hilt of Feng Binbei's knife, while Feng Binbei rushed forward suddenly, and a huge force mixed with violent blood rushed towards Tang Ming.

The gun body was instantly curved like a waning moon. Tang Ming's mouth sneered, and then he immediately withdrew his steps and shook his wrists gently.

"open!!"

Tang Ming shouted loudly and bullied himself in front of him. The Divine Phoenix Thunder Flame Spear suddenly became tight, and a powerful energy slammed into Feng Binbei's blood-drinking knife along the gun.

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