Chapter 61

Chapter 61 crisis

She stared at Chen Feng and suddenly said, "this is, this is the waste apprentice of that waste?"

She and ran Changling didn't care much about waizong Dabi, and they didn't know Chen Feng's fame.

"That's the waste."

An elder flattered, "this little beast doesn't know what adventure he got. He can not only practice, but also his strength soared!"

Looking at Chen Feng, ran Yuxue's eyes were complex, but soon he could recover from the cold.

She glanced slightly at the corner of her mouth, didn't care, and said faintly, "it's just a stepping stone."

"It turns out that you are a strong and powerful martial art!"

Ran Changling was thoughtful.

He said proudly, "I didn't expect that there was an expert like you in waizong, so I tried my best to fight with you more."

As soon as he saw that Chen Feng was strong, he immediately changed his words, which was extremely shameless.

"Look at my snow and cloud palm!"

Ran Changling shouted loudly, stepped forward and attacked again.

Just now, the punch was powerful and heavy, but at this time, Piaoxue Chuanyun palm completely changed its style. His palm technique, like snowflakes flying between heaven and earth, is everywhere, continuous and dense.

The most important thing is that this palm technique is extremely exquisite and complicated. There are dozens of changes behind each move.

Chen Feng couldn't perceive what kind of change it was.

Ran Changling slapped out and attacked Chen Feng's left rib. Chen Feng couldn't remember the Ming Wang seal and smashed it out. Unexpectedly, ran Changling's move was a false move.

Chen Feng's immovable King seal hit the empty place, knocking down the challenge arena. Ran Changling quickly walked around behind him and slapped it out.

Chen Feng was unable to resist, and was hit on the waist. His body tilted, and he was in severe pain. A mouthful of blood spurted out.

He felt sharp pain all over.

On the stand, ran Yuxue showed a proud smile on her face.

"My nephew's savvy is pretty good. He has been practicing for several years, and he has achieved great success."

An elder complimented, "piaoxiu Chuanyun palm, Huang Jie's four grades of martial arts, has 108 moves, and each move has 36 subsequent changes, which is very difficult to judge."

"His palm power flickers and flickers, intended to distract the enemy's Qi, and then attack."

"Martial nephew Ran is sure to win. This waste is no match at all!"

On the stand, many elders showed a proud smile.

Han Cong squeezed a cold sweat nervously.

In a short time of more than ten minutes, Chen Feng received dozens of palms.

Ran Changling's acquired eightfold strength, each palm has a force of ten thousand jin. Due to the cultivation of bedoro leaf golden Sutra, Chen Feng's physical strength, although stronger than the general day after tomorrow seven heavy martial artists, is not to an unreasonable degree.

Dozens of palms came down, many tendons were broken and fractured, and the whole body was in great pain, and the internal organs were also seriously injured.

Chen Feng felt like he was caught in a fishing net. He was full of strength and couldn't break free.

His heart was awe inspiring. If he went on like this, he would be consumed alive.

"I originally wanted to keep my cards, but now it seems that I can't keep my hands, or I'll die here today."

He suddenly backed away from the war, and then slowly pulled out the autumn sword.

The disciples around were in an uproar.

"Elder martial brother Chen hasn't used a sword before. Is it true that his most powerful skill is not palm technique, but sword technique?"

"Is this brother Chen's card?"

"It's no use using anything!" Ran Changling grimly smiled, compared a gesture of cutting his throat to Chen Feng, and said cruelly, "I've lost my face by fighting so much with you, a foreign waste. I'm going to kill you and wash away my shame!"

Chen Feng said nothing. He took a deep breath and waved his autumn sword gently.

A dark cloud drifted across the sky, covering the grandstand.

The sky is clear in other places, but there is a cloud here.

The clouds are getting lower and lower.

Strings of rain fell, and the air seemed to be a little wetter.

Ran Changling couldn't help but take a breath gently, and felt the air moist, with a few traces of earth.

The rain grew heavier and heavier, and finally turned into torrential rain.

But strangely, there is no rain in other places except this arena!

The elders in the stands were all shocked.

"This, this..."

Zhao Ruoxi said with a blank face, "this is the rain falling flying flower sword technique? Have you reached the realm of 'rain falling'?"

"For many years, there are not a few people who practice the rain falling flying flower sword technique. They can practice the rain falling realm before the Shenmen realm, and can arouse the power of heaven and earth. For hundreds of years, it seems that there are only two of them, teachers and disciples!"

An old man with white hair and beard sighed, "this son has such a strong understanding in kendo! In the future, the future is limitless!"

Even ran Yuxue couldn't help but be moved.

"This waste, unexpectedly can arouse the power of heaven and earth?" Her face was gloomy.

A young elder stood up and said excitedly, "I didn't expect such an amazing talent in the waizong big match. This is the great luck of waizong. I'm going to report it to the Lord."

The rain falling and flying flower sword technique is easy to achieve 'flying flowers' and difficult to achieve' rain falling '.

As long as the sword technique of flying flower is fast enough, you have to attract the power of heaven and earth to make the rain fall. Those who are not strong in Shenmen can't do it!