Bang!

The moment when both palms were blasted out, just in time to meet the innate martial arts of Hu Feng and Bai Yufan, a loud noise was heard.

The hard rocks on the ground of the competition platform suddenly shattered, and countless dust flew up into the sky along with the gravel.

Whoops!

Before the dust cleared, the two figures flew out like sandbags.

But Hu Feng and Bai Yufan each spit out large mouthfuls of blood and were already defeated.

"open!"

A soft shout rang out from the competition stage, and Liu Yunfei grasped the folding fan again and waved it violently, scattering all the dust in the sky.

There was a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, showing that he looked ruddy and had a sharp edge.

Compared with the pale and sluggish looking Husband and Feng, it was obvious that they only suffered minor injuries.

"Two losers, how dare you hurt me!"

Hu Xiufeng wiped the corner of his mouth with his left hand and became furious when he saw the blood stains on his hand.

Between his brows, the cold murderous aura escaped.

He saw him flying forward, and before Bai Yufan and Bai Yufan landed, both fists came out.

Bang!

The fist struck the chests of the two men, and the sound of ribs breaking could be heard, and there was no trace of blood on their faces.

After the two of them landed, they both held their chests and were unable to get up.

"It's interesting, these two losers can't even stand up, yet they don't give up!"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Liu Yunfei's mouth, waving his folding fan, and walked over little by little.

He exudes a cold murderous aura, and brings great fear to people as he walks in step by step.

Bai Yufan and Hu Hufeng couldn't stop feeling frightened in their hearts.

He put his hands on the ground and stepped back involuntarily.

There was uncontrollable panic in their hearts, but neither of them had a look of giving up, because he was the only one left in the Qingyun Sect.

Once the two of them abstain, the Qingyun Sect is finished!

But everyone could see the situation on the competition stage. Liu Yunfei was humiliating the Qingyun Sect in front of everyone in the Tianshui Kingdom.

Bai Yufan and Hu Hufeng were lying on the ground and were forced to retreat.

No matter how distressed you are, you can't change the ending.

"Come on, come on, crawl faster, maybe I will really give you a chance to recover your strength."

Liu Yunfei, however, was very playful, with a sneer on his face, and he was toying with the two of them in an extremely humiliating way.

"That's enough."

But at this moment, a cold snort sounded in the silent square.

"who?"

When everyone was confused and about to look for the person who made the noise, a figure suddenly stopped in front of Liu Yunfei.

The visitor stood up slowly, wearing a blue and white sect gown.

Under the long hair that was ruffled by the wind, there was a pretty face, a little childish. But the eyes were clear and translucent, with bright light and restrained light, like a stream of autumn water.

"Lin Yun, you are no match for him, leave now!"

Bai Yufan, who was behind him, saw the figure of the person coming, looked anxious, and said loudly.

"A candidate, you still want to change your fate against the odds? Get lost!"

Liu Yunfei kept sneering, his body was like smoke, his hands were like lightning, and his folding fan was like a sharp blade.

Lin Yun was slightly distracted by Bai Yufan's shouting behind him, and was about to speak to comfort him.

Unexpectedly, Liu Yunfei suddenly took action.

The fierce offensive was launched instantly, and within a few breaths, the folding fan bloomed like a flower and withered more than ten times.

Every time, it is extremely dangerous. Once hit, half of the head will be cut off.

Caught off guard, I had to try my best to avoid the key points and barely made three moves.

After taking more than ten steps back, Lin Yun barely managed to stand firm, but unexpectedly found that the scarf on his forehead had been grabbed by the opponent.

Seeing the mark between Lin Yun's brows, Liu Yunfei couldn't help but sneered: "Has the Qingyun Sect fallen to the point where they have to rely on a sword slave to reverse the situation?"

Once a slave, a bond for life.

The whole place was in an uproar, not only the spectators, but even the members of the various sects on the high platform had expressions of astonishment on their faces.

Then they all shook their heads, the Qingyun Sect's depravity was a little too outrageous.

Lin Yun didn't take it seriously and played with a jade button in his right hand.

He raised his eyebrows and said softly: "Do all the disciples of Ziyan Sect have the habit of not wearing pants?"

Liu Yunfei's complexion changed slightly, and he felt a chill in his lower body.

However, the belt inside the gown had no buttons and instantly became loose, causing the entire trousers to fall down.

Liu Yunfei, who was still waving the folding fan, suddenly became confused. He, who had always boasted of being romantic, felt extremely embarrassed.

Caught off guard, I quickly bent over and tried to pull up my pants.

call out!

But at this moment, there was a flash of cold light, and the button in Lin Yun's hand turned into a deadly hidden weapon, shooting towards him.

Just at this moment.

Liu Yunfei encountered the most difficult multiple-choice question in his life: should he wear these pants or not?

If you wear it, you will definitely be hit by this button. The skin and flesh may be injured at least, and the internal organs may be shattered at worst.

If you don't wear it, wouldn't you become the laughing stock of the world...

"Don't think I have no one in my life!"
Chapter completed!