Repugnant Gateway

Feng Xiuyang raised his hand to the Tianji Palace behind Jinting Square, and crossed the South City Wall to the Tianji Temple.

Feng Xiuyang said that this battle had been waiting for four years, and there was only a chance under these eyes. But even if all eyes are on me, I want people to admire. People like you and me need someone to look up.

If it were changed to the past, before the martial arts had such an accident, Nie Qing might not have promised Feng Xiuyang.

But this time, Nie Qing did not refuse.

The martial arts school has survived, and he carries the glory and pride of the entire martial arts school on his shoulders.

"it is good!"

Nie Qing just nodded and answered a word lightly.

Feng Xiu said: "Then follow me."

He drifted away from the competition site and rushed towards the south gate, followed by Nie Qing. The two left one after the other, and the onlookers exclaimed suddenly. Seeing them coming towards the south gate, Ouchi guards also became nervous.

Mu Changyan straightened up, his eyes flashing: "Don't stop!"

The forbidden soldiers and Ouchi guards had to wait in line, but did not shoot. The two men overturned the high wall and entered the Tianji Palace directly.

An Zheng frowned slightly, and said, "What is Feng Xiuyang doing?" For those who have reached that height, they will never be impulsive. He should have calculated that Nie Qing will definitely follow him. What is his purpose? But those two were too fast, and it was too late for Anzheng to stop.

At this time, the bureaucratic official who was responsible for drawing the opponents rubbed his eyes and said: "The fly is so high, but leaving without permission without permission is a violation of the rules of the battle for the leader ... Should the two of them be de-listed at the same time according to the rules? "

Hearing this, everyone shouted, "No!"

The bloated official who looked fat in his thirties stood up and said, "Will the official change his attitude because of your attitude?"

The surrounding crowd began to boil: "Give them a chance!"

"We want to see the result!"

"You can't disqualify them both!"

The official snorted: "The rules are the rules. I announced that the two men were removed from the battle for the Qiucheng Dadian."

The leader of the Taipa Dojo's black robe rushed forward: "You can't just declare casually! You don't have this qualification!"

The official sneered: "Just kidding, I don't have this qualification. Do you have it? Are you too big in the dojo, or the court's rules?"

The Daoist in black robe froze for a moment and glared at the official: "You are waiting!"

The official was quite upset: "I'm afraid of you."

An Zhengxin said that this guy is also interesting, this is a strength fight.

The ritual official walked back to the box: "Now arrange the next competition, if anyone dares to leave the court privately, or be dismissed. I am the examiner today, and I have this power. The next player is ... Dading College, Su Feilun! "

The people who were still shouting all became quiet after hearing that the next person to play was Su Feilun of Dading College. After all, Su Feilun and Nie Qingfeng Xiuyang are one-level characters. It is also important to stay and watch Su Feilun's competition.

The scene instantly became silent, that is, Su Feilun possessed such a reputation and strength. In exchange for other people, I was afraid that I would not be so quiet.

The fat bureaucrat's hand groped in the box, and then pulled out a paper ball to unfold: "His opponent is ... Wuyuan Anzhen!"

There was an uproar.

Nie Qing confronted Feng Xiuyang and fought against Su Feilun.

Is there anything more exciting than this? Everyone feels that their heartbeats are starting to speed up, which is simply disregarding the continuous **** of the body. The two people who jumped into Tianji Palace over there don't know what the ghost looks like, but these onlookers certainly can't enter Tianji Palace.

Now Su Feilun and An Zheng are about to play, and they all temporarily forget Nie Qing and Feng Xiuyang.

At Dading College, the leader Su Ju's complexion obviously changed. He lowered his pressure hand to signal Su Feilun not to move first, then he strode to the court official and said in a low voice, "What's the matter with you?"

The court official raised his head and squinted his eyes and asked, "What's wrong with me?"

Su Ju's voice was even lower: "Isn't it good to say that this time, it will be the last time to play Su Feilun. Now you let him play, if it is too expensive, how will you deal with others in a while?"

The official said huh, "You mean, let the official give you some accommodation? It's a joke, the official has always been fair and strict, so he will be selected as the main test of the battle for the leader. If you really do what you want, then What other qualifications does the official have for this exam? You hurry to give me down, otherwise the official will take you down for the crime of disturbing the venue. "

Su Ju said angrily: "You didn't say that when you received our benefits before!"

The official continued hehe: "Who saw me collecting your money? Your mother's too dojo still said that I received the money. The official still removed Feng Xiu from his name!"

Su Ju said: "You are waiting!"

The official sneered: "You are the second person to make me wait. Could you please line up? Ok, this officer is doing everything according to the rules. I am not afraid of the shadow tilting, just waiting for your revenge."

Su Ju snorted, and strode away.

The Li officials looked at An Zheng: "Why, still waiting for me to carry you back?"

An Zheng was slightly stunned, always feeling that the official's eyes were a little strange.

At Dading College, Su Feilun saw Su Ju hurried away, apparently looking for Su Pei, Dean of Dading College. He was not in a mood to wait, so he stood up and stretched his body, then walked slowly to the venue. And Anzhen has also come up here.

The two men stood face to face, Su Feilun clenched fists towards An: "Hello."

An Zheng held his fist in return: "Hello."

Su Feilun looked subconsciously at Tianji Palace, then turned his head to look at Anzheng: "Can it start?"

An Zheng smiled and asked, "Is the opponent you want, Nie Qing?"

Su Feilun did not deny: "Yes."

An Zheng asked: "So I stand in front of you, you are a little disappointed, right?"

Su Feilun still did not deny: "Yes."

An Zheng said: "Maybe you will be pleasantly surprised."

As soon as he beckoned, the iron cliff of Li Limu, originally placed on the chair, flew over by himself, and the arrow pot fluttered around, floating beside Anzhen, within reach. The man stood there with the bow in his hand and the arrow pot at the most suitable distance.

Su Feilun frowned: "It looks like General Wang Kaitai's cliff iron pear wooden bow."

Ann nodded: "Yes."

Su Feilun asked: "Why do you use this?"

An Zhengdao said: "General Wang is eager to come to the autumn ceremony. If there is no accident in the military department, then he will be one of the examiners today. He is now judged as a fugitive, which may be the greatest sorrow for him. People who are fighting for this country, is this very frustrating? So I came with the weapon he left in the martial arts school, I think ... this is also regarded as General Wang participating in this autumn ceremony. "

Su Feilun nodded after being silent for a while: "The magic weapon you used is not easy, I'm just afraid you will lose faster."

An Zheng picked up the corner of his mouth: "Not necessarily."

As soon as he raised his hand, a stainless steel feather arrow automatically flew out of the arrow pot floating beside him. An Zheng stretched out his hand to hold the feather arrow, then pulled the bow and shot. The distance between the two was not far away. After this arrow went out, it came to Su Feilun with almost no delay.

Su Feilun's body moved a foot horizontally, just one foot, and he just avoided the arrow. He couldn't see movements in his body, and his feet didn't move, so the body moved out so fast, because it was too fast, and there was still his ghost in the position where he stood just now.

The steel arrow flew past Su Feilun's body, but the arrow did not fly towards the back, but flew back in a hard turn in mid-air, and the speed was staggering.

Su Feilun apparently did not see the arrow flying behind him, but his complexion could not help but change.

He extended his hand backwards, his arms bent a weird arc, but it was just right to stop the feather arrow. His index finger and **** clipped the steel arrow with a snap. At the moment of clamping, the steel arrow buzzed, and the ripples around the fingers and the steel arrow could be seen swaying to the surroundings.

The air ripples blew Su Feilun's long hair. Several hairs were cut off and fluttered down.

Su Feilun lowered his head and looked at the long hair that fell on the ground, his brow furrowed slightly.

"You made me look at each other. It turned out that you weren't just the strength when you played against Lang Jing outside the Wuyuan."

An Zheng shrugged his shoulders: "One another."

Su Feilun's arm twisted back, and then he broke the stainless steel arrow to the side.

A brilliant long sword appeared in his palm, as clear and bright as the same autumn water. The sword seemed to vibrate slightly, and there was a sound of dragon chant on the tip of the sword.

"You must be careful."

Su Feilun said four words, and then shot with a sword. Swordsmanship is usually uncommon, just a simple cut. He and Anzheng were at least a dozen meters away, but the swordman's spit from the long sword immediately reached Anzheng. A sword comes out, the sword is more than ten meters.

Anzheng's body flashed sideways, and Jianmang fell like a long whip thrown out, chopping a straight deep groove under his feet. Jianmang landed, and the ground was cut open, but this did not end. Jianmang is more than ten meters long, but Jianqi stretches out longer. The half-height stone wall built in the distance to block the onlookers was cut open, and Jianqi continued to move forward to the front viewer. Just a few moments ago, he stopped abruptly with his own intelligence.

With a snap, all the buttons on the onlooker's chest were cut open and split into two.

The man looked down, and then his face was pale as if he had just died. In fact, if Su Feilun's control of Jianyi is slightly relaxed, this person is already dead.

Everyone started to retreat spontaneously, even if it was more exciting than the test, it was not as important as his own life.

Anzheng only landed, Jianmang arrived again. This time Jianmang swept, still like a long whip, the scope of control was too great. Anzheng turned over and Jianmang swept under Anzheng's body, and went towards the chubby, clumsy, burly official.

People are too late to scream, because Jianmang is too fast.

Snapped!

A clear sound.

Just as Su Feilun had clamped the stainless steel arrow shot by An Zheng, the chubby clumsy ritual officer actually clamped Jianmang with two fingers!

Jianmang is not a physical thing at all, it is pure power of cultivation.

But the Jianmang was like a viper with a seven-inch clamp at this time. The chubby official flicked the swordman away with a random hand and glanced at Su Feilun: "This official forgive you again, and dare to arbitrarily try, I won't know you if I hit you. I'll let you go I will be the protagonist for a long time. "