Legend of Swordsman Chapter 270: Chen Feng

"Is that Chen Feng?"

Jian Wushuang sat on the seat and saw the purple-haired man.

However, in the eyes of Chen Feng, only Ye Se and Jun Yi were two, and he didn't take him at all.

The exchange meeting started soon.

The disciplinary exchange meeting between these ancient sects is very simple. Just go directly to the martial arts field. The genius disciples of all sects can communicate freely. Who do you want to fight with? No part will refuse.

Soon on the martial arts field, a competition between disciples began.

Jian Wushuang looked at it with interest at the beginning.

I have to say that the geniuses of these ancient ancestors are extraordinary in terms of strength. Whether in spiritual cultivation or perception of artistic conception, they are much stronger than those in the Northwest Twelve Dynasty.

But he only lost interest after watching three matches.

The reason is very simple. The competition between these disciples is left with room. It is just a normal battle and not a real fight for life and death.

The extremely eastern hunting that he participated in from the beginning of the selection battle in the Tianzong Dynasty has always been a battle of life and death, a large number of talented men fell, in order to be valued by those ancient gates Try your best to kill your opponent as much as possible.

Far East Hunting is far more brutal than this so-called disciple exchange war.

Compared with Jidong Hunting, these ancient Zongmen disciples exchange battles, although the level of strength is much stronger, but the nature is completely different.

"Swordsman Xiaoyou, what do you think of these geniuses?" Ling Han looked over.

"It's okay." Jian Wushuang responded lightly.

Ling Han frowned, but didn't say more.

Soon, half a day passed.

For a long time, the disciples of these ancient schools have competed in dozens of matches, but after so many matches, the worst thing is only a genius who has been seriously injured. Most of the others are just points. That's it.

"The disciples of all sides have already come forward, and sent me Da Luo Tianzong and Dahuang Jianzong." Ling Han's eyes narrowed slightly, "Almost, Ye Se!"

Ling Han glanced at Ye Se, Ye Se nodded immediately, then stood up.

With him together, almost all eyes of the whole Yanwuchang looked at him.

"Yeser is here."

"Haha, this disciple exchange battle is finally coming."

"It's been more than half a day, it's finally a bit of a fancy."

The strong men from all sides of the gate present sighed.

Yeser stood up and soon walked to the center of Yanwu Stadium. Then he looked at the side of the Great Wild Sword Sect.

"Chen Feng, come out. You are the only young disciples in the northern region's Zhuzongmen who can fight with me." Ye Se's voice was loud and echoed throughout the performance field.

Although this statement is a bit arrogant, none of the strong men present will be dissatisfied because of it, after all, Ye Se is telling the truth.

After hearing Ye Se's words, the purple-haired man with a full moon face stood up in the Famine Sword Sect camp.

"Chen Feng."

A voice sounded next to him, talking to a burly middle-aged leader of the Dahuang Jianzong. This burly middle-aged man is also a semi-holy level, similar to Ling Han, and his identity is also the elder of Dahuang Jianzong.

This disciple exchange meeting will be held once a year, and it ’s just a very ordinary exchange study. Many of the gates in the northern region will not pay too much attention. The same is true of the Great Wild Sword Sect, so generally there is no saint. The strong men came forward.

"Be careful, fight for my arrogant sword sect, defeat this Ye Se!" Burly middle-aged said.

"Elder Li is assured that he is optimistic." Chen Feng was very confident and immediately appeared on the performance martial arts field.

In just a moment, Chen Feng and Ye Sei fought.

These two men are far stronger than the other geniuses at this exchange meeting. The fighting together is also extremely dynamic, attracting everyone's attention, even though Jian Wushuang also looked at it at the moment.

"Not bad." Jian Wushuang looked at the fierce fighting two.

The two men have been fighting fiercely for a while, and the fight is inextricably difficult, and Jian Wushuang also has a certain understanding of the strength of the two men.

"Either of these two is better than Mo Lingtian, who was beheaded and killed by me, but the strength is also limited, and although the two of them are very aware of the artistic conception, they have not realized the origin. "Jian Wushuang secretly said.

The origin is too high-end than the artistic conception. On the entire Nanyang continent, there are too few and too few origins to be understood in the yin and yang virtual realm.

Like the first test of Zu Di, that is, let him understand the origin in the yin and yang virtual realm.

This Chen Feng and Ye Se are on the entire Nanyang continent. Although they are considered first-class geniuses, they are still far from the origin of perception.

"Swordsman Xiaoyou, what is the strength of Chen Feng, have you ever been sure against him?" Ling Han Chaojian Wushuang looked over.

"I'm sure of killing him," Jian Wushuang replied indifferently.

He is telling the truth.

The cultivation of the peak of Yangxu, can not even feel a trace of the origin, even if Jian Wushuang a month ago to kill this Chen Feng, it is not difficult, but now Jian Wushuang has reached the level of the origin and has great strength. Up, it's easier to kill him.

"Oh?" Ling Han frowned, and a smile appeared on his face.

At the moment, the battle in the middle of the battlefield has reached the stage of white heat. With a fierce impact, the two men finally finally won the match. I saw Ye Ser looking pale and standing there, and the corner of his mouth also A trace of blood remained.

"Haha, Ye Se, your strength is nothing like this." Then Chen Feng stood still in the air with a great breath, and looked over at Ye Se with his condescendence.

"Hum, you're in luck." Ye Se snorted pretending to be angry, but then turned and walked in the direction where Da Luo Tianzong was.

"Brother Ye Se." Na Junyi immediately stood up, with a hint of surprise in her eyes, and asked: "How did you lose to Chen Feng? Your tricks have not been shown yet."

"Don't ask more." Ling Han snapped immediately.

Jun Yi froze, her frown deepened.

Ye Se glanced at Ling Han, who nodded slightly at him, "take a good rest."

Ye Se immediately sat down, exhaled softly, and looked at Zhao Jianshuang.

Ling Han also looked at Jian Wushuang at this moment.

"Swordsman Xiaoyou, next, I will leave it to you!" Ling Han said.

"Entrusted by others, loyalty!" Jian Wushuang stood up.

"Be careful, Chen Feng's strength is not simple. Although I just didn't do my best, I feel that even if I really go all out, it is not easy to defeat him." Ye Se reminded.

"I'm not you." Jian Wushuang smiled lightly, followed by stepping towards the Yanwu field.

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