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Nine hundred and twentieth chapters Wen Dou

How strong is Lu Chenfeng? Not to mention others, Yan Ge, who was closest to him, didn't know. At this time, he followed Lin Tianbiao and followed the sound. The canyon was filled with ice and snow. The two of them standing on the top of the mountain might feel the soles of their feet trembling, and they were shaken to the bottom of the mountain if they were not careful. The two of them took a step back subconsciously, and then they saw that the ice and snow in the canyon had fallen and gathered together. They piled up halfway up the mountain. Lu Ping's figure disappeared, and they were buried directly under the ice and snow.

"oops!"

On the other side of the canyon, I saw the mountain-stacked ice and snow camp screaming in surprise.

"You won't die like this, right?" Xu Weifeng said, looking a little complicated.

"No." Su Tang said affirmatively, staring at the ice and snow like a hill.

A few people communicated briefly that Lu Chenfeng in the canyon ignored it, but Yan Ge and Lin Tianbiao, opposite the canyon, immediately noticed. The two who were slightly higher looked here together and saw the four people crawling on the ground. The four people immediately noticed the gaze from the opposite side, raised their heads together, and collided with the two people here.

The number was relative, and it lasted for two or three seconds. The ice and snow hills in the canyon suddenly moved. First, it shook slightly, and then it seemed like spring buds broke through the ground. Lu Ping's head came out, and there was still some ice and snow on his head. He shook it for a while before he was shaken off. He looked very funny.

If Lu Chenfeng's attack sounded loudly, then the result that seemed a bit funny was a very small raindrop. Lu Ping then walked out of the hill and slapped the ice and snow that stuck to him. During the whole process, Lu Chenfeng just watched and continued to attack.

"Is it my turn?" Lu Ping said after slapping his clothes.

"Yes." Lu Chenfeng nodded.

"Is it a fucking Wen Dou?" The fighting Xu Weifeng was proficient in various ways of fighting. When he saw the communication between the two in the canyon, he shouted in a daze. The so-called Wen Dou is one attack and one defense, and he doesn't fight back to see who can't handle it in the end. This kind of playing style is often used in competitions between friends who don't want to hurt the harmony of his fellow disciples, but for fighting crazier Xu Weifeng, the one he looks down on the most is this way of playing. The quick reactions and rhythms when facing the enemy are alternating, and they are all missing in this way of playing. You punch me and I kick you and you kick me. This way of playing is considered a fight? It's simply worse than playing cards. If it weren't for the fact that the two people below were really strong, Xu Weifeng would have stood up and booed them.

Xu Weifeng was dissatisfied, and Yan Ge and Lin Tianbiao were also surprised. Who would have thought that two such top-notch strong men would eventually use the method of literary fight?

In fact, even Lu Ping and Lu Chenfeng did not expect that. They had no agreement before, and they were about to fight after they collided. However, due to their personalities, this situation was inevitable. With the knowledge of these two people, it was hard to say whether they knew the concept of "wen Dou"!

In short, it was Lu Ping's turn to take action now. Lu Chenfeng, who was standing several meters away opposite him, looked grim and paid attention to Lu Ping's actions very seriously.

"Here!" Lu Ping suddenly lifted his hand, which was not a new move, but his most commonly used flying sound slash. There were already seven moves in the handle, one was in the middle, and the other six were distributed around, but it sealed any direction where Lu Chenfeng avoided left, right and upward.

But there is still downwards!

However, Lu Ping also considered the possibility of entering the ground. Then he made three more flying sound slashes, and shot towards the ice ground at the sole of Lu Chenfeng's feet.

Lu Chenfeng did not move, and maintained his original standing posture, but just held his hands in front of him.

"I have always thought that I would meet you again." When Lu Chenfeng said this, Feiyinzhan had already arrived in front of him. He raised his hands and brought the ball of shot in the middle to his body. The violent ripples were trembling in his palms, and the other numbers had already passed by him. However, the three shots that shot into the ground quickly spread the sound of the sound along the earth's crust. The snow layer on the surface rolled like a wave. Lu Chenfeng, who was standing on it, also rose and fell a little. The Feiyinzhan in his palms suddenly exploded, and Lu Chenfeng also opened his arms and took three steps back. The power of the soul that exploded was mixed with a harsh whistling sound, which made the mountain walls on both sides tremble, and the minds of the people crawling on both sides tremble with this trembling.

However, Lu Chenfeng had already stood firm. Behind him, the sound of the sound of the underground crawling into the ground was still urging the snow layer, but this could no longer affect him. He looked at Lu Ping quietly.

"You have taken three steps back." Lu Ping said.

"This is not the case we are competing." Lu Chenfeng disagreed.

"It's better to find a simple and quick way," said Lu Ping.

But Lu Chenfeng shook his head: "I'm not here to compete with you for the victory or defeat, I must catch you."

"If you beat me, of course I will listen to you." Lu Ping said.

"That's OK." Lu Chenfeng nodded.

But Lu Ping seemed to remember something: "Wait, I won't be the one who will listen to you if I lose, but if you lose, as long as you are not dead, you will continue to pester me, right?"

"That's it." Lu Chenfeng nodded again.

"Is it so annoying..." Lu Ping said helplessly.

"Whoever loses will die!" Even the audience couldn't bear to watch it, Ying Xiao jumped up and shouted.

"I don't want to die." As a result, Lu Ping and Lu Chenfeng actually shouted in unison.

"Damn!" Ying Xiao's left and right hands compared the most insulting gesture to the two of them at the Dark Academy. But Lu Ping and Lu Chenfeng couldn't understand it and ignored it.

"Two..." Yan Ge spoke at this end of the canyon, but as soon as he spoke two words, a force of spirit roared towards him like an angry dragon. Yan Ge's expression changed drastically. Lin Tianbiao, who was beside him, quickly spread his palm in a panic, and a mirror Wuhen stretched out his hand in front of Yan Ge. But at the moment when he was bombarded by the power of spirit, Jing Wuhen was shattered. Jing Wuhen, who claimed to be able to rebound all attacks, could not bear such a powerful force of spirit.

Even so, with his own shatter, Jing Wuhen finally resolved a lot of the soul power of this attack and also helped Yan Ge get a lot of time. While retreating, Yan Ge repeatedly lighted the lamp in front of him. One floating lamp on the other side was broken, and seven consecutively broke. The power of this attack was finally resolved by seven or eight. However, Yan Ge was not too late to lit the eighth one, and was knocked into his chest by the remaining soul power and staggered backwards. Fortunately, Lin Tianbiao, who was standing beside him, pulled him up again, helping him to dissolve part of the soul power again, and Yan Ge stood still.

A sign!

As soon as Yan Ge made a sound, Lu Ping's attack came to him.
Chapter completed!
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