ever!

Yin Bingxin shouted lightly, and the long sword that was already in her hand shook lightly, making a slight tremor.

The white robe and soft black hair were windless.

Yin Bingxin, who already knew Han Feng's strength, did not deliberately stop her as soon as she got up, and her steps slightly changed, and she floated up like a dream and rushed towards Han Feng.

Butterfly shadows and thousands of fantasies!

Everyone in the audience saw Yin Bingxin using the Butterfly Shadow Qianhuan as soon as she came up, and her eyes lit up. But they still clearly remembered that when Han Feng was competing with Zhou Yi a few days ago, Zhou Yi also used the Butterfly Shadow Qianhuan from the beginning.

At that time, Han Feng easily resolved this trick.

Now Yin Bingxin used this move again when she came up, and the taste of contempt was particularly strong.

Seeing Yin Bingxin using Butterfly Shadow Qianhuan, a strange color flashed in Han Feng's eyes, and then the corner of his mouth curled slightly, and he smiled coldly: "This woman is really strong!"

Although the butterfly shadow tank used by Yin Bingxin is more exquisite than Zhou Yi before, it is just that for Han Feng, there is not much difference.

It’s not that the Butterfly Shadow Qianhuan is not very powerful, but it is just suitable for warriors above the ground level. The Butterfly Shadow Qianhuan used by disciples like Yin Bingxin, who are still in the human rank, is just a slightly simplified version, so naturally Han Feng caught the flaw at a glance.

Making up his mind to give this woman a profound lesson, Han Feng stepped forward with one foot, and then his whole body suddenly started and rushed towards Yin Bingxin, who was constantly changing directions in the field.

The moment Han Feng stepped out with one foot, Zhuo Ming, who was sitting in the main seat of the venue, flashed an inexplicable light in his eyes, and the expression on his face also changed from the original indifferentness to the more solemn it was.

As Han Feng's figure continued to change, everyone in the audience also shouted in surprise.

Especially the disciples in Tiansheng Valley, they all looked at Han Feng's floating figure in shock.

"Oh my God! It's actually Butterfly Shadow Qianhuan!" A disciple of Tiansheng Valley sitting in the rest area suddenly said in a lost voice after seeing Han Feng's actions.

Zhuo Yi, who was standing beside him, also looked at Han Feng with a wonderful expression, with an incredible face, muttering to himself: "This... how is this possible? How could this guy have the Butterfly Shadow Qianhuan from our Tiansheng Valley?"

Yin Bingxin in the field was also shocked by Han Feng's sudden change at this moment. "The originally elegant figure was a little undetectable and stagnant for a moment, but fortunately she hurriedly adjusted.

"Die Ying Qianhuan? Why did he have this Butterfly Ying Qianhuan?" Question marks kept popping up in Yin Bingxin's heart, but it was too late to think about it at this moment, because Han Feng's figure had already come to her.

Despite his surprise, Yin Bingxin is worthy of being the most outstanding disciple of the young generation of Tiansheng Valley. She has a fierce fighting spirit in her body. A rich sword energy suddenly covers the surface of the long sword in her hand.

Immediately, the long sword suddenly swung out, and the sword energy, carrying a cold and cold light, shot towards Han Feng.

Seeing Yin Bingxin's actions, Zhuo Yi in the audience immediately breathed a sigh of relief and sneered: "Hmph! Although I don't know why Han Feng used the Butterfly Shadow Qianhuan from my Tiansheng Valley, this guy is out of reach. Junior Sister Bingxin is most familiar with this Butterfly Shadow Qianhuan. Han Feng's move is undoubtedly showing off his skills, which will only make him fall into a passive position faster."

Zhuo Yi knows the truth "How could Han Feng not know? But he wouldn't care about this at all. He just used this trick on purpose to make this woman lower her arrogant head.

While Yin Bingxin took action, Han Feng also walked around. He did not take out the Lingxi Sword, but waved it with one hand and quickly hit the sword energy that was approaching rapidly.

Opening the mountain finger!

Suddenly, Yin Bingxin's sword energy was suddenly dispersed by Han Feng.

The two of them paused at the same time, but they did not stop there, and their steps continued to change. At this time, they were like two phantoms, constantly changing their positions on the field.

During this period, the two of them fought frequently, and they were full of fighting spirit, which made everyone outside the field excited.

They found that Han Feng today seemed to be useless. Unlike the simple and direct fighting methods in the past, Han Feng today seemed to have an indescribable feeling.

Everyone in the audience never thought that Han Feng's strength was really a ninth-level rank, and he could compete with Yin Bingxin from Tiansheng Valley.

"Brady" Do you think that the fighting style of kid Han today is a bit different from usual?" Old Fei raised his eyes and said to Han Feng on the field.

"I think this kid pretends to be old-fashioned all day long." But now he looks a little like a young man should have." Brady said with a smile.

Bang!

Han Ge and Yin Bingxin banged another move, and Yin Bingxin then retreated sharply from the force of the recoil, leaving Han Feng's attack range.

Seeing this, Han Feng did not catch up, but fell down on the spot, looking at Yin Bingxin with a calm expression.

He took a breath a little. The two of them had not had a long time to fight just now, but this was the first time that Yin Bingxin felt pressure from her opponent at this conference.

"Why do you get the Butterfly Shadow Qianhuan from my Tiansheng Valley?" Yin Bingxin pointed at Han Feng's long sword and asked coldly.

Yin Bingxin's question also made everyone's attention focus on Han Feng again. Zhuo Ming, who was sitting at the top, also looked at Han Feng. This Butterfly Shadow Gan Huan is one of his high-level martial arts in Tiansheng Valley. Generally, only disciples with good qualifications are qualified to learn. These disciples' loyalty to Tianben Valley has been strictly screened, so there is naturally no such thing as revealing.

However, Han Feng in front of him broke this procedure. Zhuo Ming wanted to know who handed the Butterfly Shadow Qianhuan to the boy in front of him.

Faced with Yin Bingxin's questioning, Han Feng shrugged indifferently, pointed to the audience, and said calmly: "Of course I learned from her!"

Everyone followed their eyes and saw Zhou Yi sitting there. Zhou Yi didn't expect Han Feng to mention her suddenly. She was a little confused for a moment. Facing everyone's doubts and ambiguous eyes, she was shy and angry, and she forgot to refute.

"You're talking nonsense, my senior sister is not that kind of person!" Yin Bingxin shouted coldly.

Han Feng said disapprovingly: "She used it in front of me a few days ago. This Butterfly Shadow Qianhuan is not a master martial art, so why is it difficult!"

Wow!

As soon as Han Feng said this, it immediately caused an uproar on the scene!

Everyone present was surprised at Han Feng's arrogant tone. "More importantly, they never expected that Han Feng could fully master the martial arts that he had seen once. What kind of ability is this?

No one doubts the credibility of Han Feng's words. After all, as a first-class sect, Tiansheng Valley has its own set of discipline measures for the disciples in the valley, which also ensures that the various mental techniques and martial arts possessed by Tiansheng Valley will not be leaked.

But today Han Feng did indeed use the Butterfly Shadow Qianhuan from Tiansheng Valley, which was really beyond their expectations.

"Wow! I really couldn't tell that Han Feng was so powerful before. Senior sister, have you known his strength for a long time?" Xiao Han, who was sitting next to Tang Yurou, looked at Han Feng in the field with some surprise and asked.

Tang Yurou, beside her, frowned slightly, then shook her head and said, "Although I know that his strength is not simple, I didn't expect that he had such talent. Just after reading it once, I could use the Butterfly Shadow Qianhuan from Tiansheng Valley. Even I feel ashamed of this kind of observation."

Li Yu watched the two of them play, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then muttered to himself: "I didn't know anything about it. This conference is really interesting!"

And when he heard Han Feng's answer, "All the disciples of Tiansheng Valley were not only surprised, but also angry. Han Feng's words were simply nakedly despised.

Yin Bingxin on the stage was even more angry.

"How dare you underestimate my Tiansheng Valley. You must look good today!"

After talking, Yin Bingxin lifted her sword and rushed towards Han Feng again, "with a look of dying.

When Han Feng saw Yin Bingxin running towards him, his face turned solemn, and the surging fighting spirit kept pouring out of his body.

Han Feng no longer planned to continue to drag on. He was ready to pay the price for the woman who had seriously injured Xie Xun and Meng Xiong in front of him.

drink!

The powerful aura erupted out in an instant with Han Feng's low shout, and his body suddenly became humble. Han Feng rushed forward, then clenched his fist with one hand, and turned violently fighting spirit out.

Thunder!

This is the second time Han Feng has used this move.

The fist was carrying a purple electric current, cutting through the air around it, and suddenly blasted towards Yin Bingxin.

Han Feng's punch had increased a little bit of strength, and he was confident that Yin Bingxin would never be able to withstand his punch.

Yin Bingxin also felt the terrifying aura coming from Han Feng's fist. Her eyes were condensed, and her fighting spirit suddenly lifted up and poured into the long sword in her hand.

Seven shadows!

Yin Bingxin used one of the unique skills of Tiansheng Valley that had defeated Meng Xiong before, and the power used this time was far beyond the power of the last time she dealt with Meng Xiong.

However, Han Feng didn't care. His body did not stop, and his fist, with a purple afterimage, directly blasted into the sword formation composed of several sword energy.

boom!

Two powerful forces suddenly collided with each other, without the shocking explosion sound of the imagination. Han Feng's arms suddenly piled up, his fists suddenly smashed into the sword formation, and the purple current instantly dispersed the surrounding sword energy.

Losing the blockade of the sword energy, Han Feng's fist ruthlessly hit Yin Bingxin's lower abdomen.

Yin Bingxin, who was hit by this violent attack, had a staggering fighting spirit in her body and staggered back. The sword in her hand even came out and fell to the side.

The sword energy scattered everywhere. Yin Bingxin, who had been retreating for more than ten steps, barely stabilized her body. At this time, the corner of her mouth was bleeding, her face was pale, and her eyes were filled with incredible expressions.

"I... really underestimated you!" Yin Bingxin wiped away the blood stains from the corner of her mouth with one hand, and continued with a slightly dry voice.

Everyone in the audience was also shocked by the sudden change. The two people who were evenly matched just now, why did Yin Bingxin suddenly get punched by Han Feng and look very injured?

Just before everyone could react, a breath that was even stronger than before continued to surge out from Yin Bingxin.

Zhuo Ming, who was sitting on the stage of Jiben, suddenly stood up.

Zhou Yi, who had been following the two, said in a panic look at him, "No, this girl Xin'er wants to fight to the death!"

Yin Bingxin's hair was drifting at this moment, her face was slightly painful, but her eyes were extremely firm.

"It's not that easy to defeat me just now
Chapter completed!