Chapter 387 I’m going to kill him!

Chapter 387 I’m going to kill him!

"Third Miss, Chu finally knows why you don't give Xiao Feng a good look." After hearing Xiao Feng's hate speech on the stage, Chu Tang turned to Feng Huang and said.

"Huh?" Fenghuang blinked his big eyes.

Chu Tang said: "Miss Third, you can't tolerate sand in your eyes and you are more confident than anyone else. How can you tolerate such arrogant behavior? If you stand with him, Chu will always be afraid that you can't help but beat him to death." .”

Fenghuang smiled and said: "You, Chu Tang, understand me! I have long disliked Xiao Feng. He shows off his talents everywhere. How is it like the low-key style of Tianyan sect? You can defeat others, but To rub salt into other people's wounds is very hateful."

Chu Tang said leisurely: "When a young man succeeds, of course he is determined to kill everyone."

Feng Huang snorted coldly: "Maybe someone else beat him to death!"

Chu Tang glanced at the arena, shook his head and said, "I'm afraid it will be difficult."

Just because the fight has started on the stage.

The young heroes who came to participate in this banquet of heroes can be called geniuses per capita. These people have grown up in the envious eyes of everyone since they were young. Not only are they great in ability, but they also have a big temper. How can they tolerate such an insult from Xiao Feng?

Even if he is a famous disciple of the Holy Land of Martial Arts, there are always people who want to do something to him.

No, everyone was just silent for a while. After reacting, the crowd became excited and yelled and cursed.

A young man dressed in black was the fastest. He took a knife from the edge of the ring and rushed onto the ring. He only said his name and attacked Xiao Feng with the knife.

The light of the sword is sharp, and the tiger is full of wind. When you go up, the sword will roll out, and it is very powerful.

"This is Huang Cong, the grandson of Xu Guogong." Feng Huang's voice rang in Chu Tang's ears at the right time, "Xu Guogong is one of the few martial arts Dukes who are still alive in our Dayao. He has been in the military for decades and only has a tiger sword in his hand. He defeated all the invincible opponents in the army, and now he has reached the eighth level of cultivation. If it were not for his old age and physical weakness, it would be possible to further his cultivation.

"Huang Cong has personally inherited his mantle, and has a glimpse of the secret technique of killing tigers with one hand. Although he is only a master of the Six Realms, he has gained power due to his many years in the army. The sword moves together, open and close, and the force It is infinite, has the aura of a fierce tiger, and has the aura of killing a tiger."

Chu Tang nodded, he saw it.

Huang Cong on the ring showed off his sharp sword skills, like a tiger descending from the mountain, all on the offensive, creating afterimages around Xiao Feng.

If it were an ordinary person, he would have been in a hurry under such a fierce offensive.

But Xiao Feng seemed to be taking a leisurely stroll, picking or whittling the long sword in his hand, left and right, breaking all Huang Cong's sword moves, and sometimes counterattacked a few times, forcing the latter to withdraw his sword and defend. .

Chu Tang was surprised after watching the two of them fight for more than ten moves: "Is this the Unparalleled Divine Sword? Why does it feel like there are no prescribed routines and moves, but it looks like my...Dugu Nine Swords?"

Yes, this is where Chu Tang is surprised - just like Dugu's Nine Swords, which have no moves and no moves, and only advance but no retreat, the sword skills in Xiao Feng's hands also have no fixed formula, as if they are swaying at will, just a few powerful sword moves. .

What's even more powerful about Xiao Feng is that his sword power is rounder and smoother. After dealing with more than a dozen moves from Huang Cong, he flexed his sword power and suddenly the sword light burst out, dazzling the entire arena.

Then, with only a few moves, Huang Cong, who was originally on the offensive, was forced into a panic and counterattacked instead of defending.

The long sword in Xiao Feng's hand was as if it had eyes. Every move and every move struck at the weakest point of Huang Cong's sword. A few swipes of it melted away a lot of his aura.

After the two men fought for more than thirty moves, the situation became obvious - Huang Cong was forced into a corner of the ring.

Seeing that he was about to fall off the ring, Huang Cong roared unwillingly, jumped up high, held a knife in both hands, and slashed down from a high position.

Facing that devastating sword, Xiao Feng didn't panic and just struck out with his wrist. The tip of the sword shone with starlight, piercing the Gang Qi above the head, and accurately hit the blade in the sky.

when!

There was a violent sound, and the air shook.

With a bang, Huang Cong in the air seemed to have been violently hit by a ferocious beast. He flew out sideways and fell under the ring. He staggered several steps before he regained his balance.

"Poof!" Huang Cong's face turned red after landing, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and then his face gradually turned pale.

He glanced bitterly at Xiao Feng who was calmly on the stage, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, reluctantly threw down the long knife in his hand, and just bowed to Princess Xincheng without returning to his seat, and strode out of the banquet.

The scene was quiet again.

Feng Huang whispered in Chu Tang's ear: "At the banquet of heroes, some people win, and some lose, and there are more losers. Every year, there are losers who are unwilling to accept it, feel embarrassed, and can't stay anymore."

Chu Tang let out an ooh and said, "The grandson of the Duke was born with a golden key in his mouth. He was surrounded by flowers and applause along the way. It is inevitable that he will feel much better."

Feng Huang looked sideways at Chu Tang and said, "If you lose, will you be able to withstand the strange looks from so many people?"

Chu Tang smiled and said: "It's not like Chu has never lost before. He has run away countless times."

Fenghuang was stunned and said: "You are not ashamed, but proud?"

Chu Tang said: "If you keep the green hills, you won't be afraid of running out of firewood. If you have a life, you will have a future. If you lose your life, any face or honor will be fake. Winning first is not a win. Whoever survives to the end is the real winner." "

Feng Huang couldn't understand Chu Tang's words that were full of gangsterism. She shook her head and said, "This is why I don't like you."

Chu Tang shrugged and said, "If you have different paths, you won't be able to conspire against each other."

Feng Huang almost wanted to say, "It's not a word of speculation," but looking at the scene, Chu Tang only recognized her. Without her help in introducing various situations, the other party would definitely be blind, so he endured this tone.

When Chu Tang saw that she was no longer interested in talking, he stopped using his words and looked at the ring.

At this time, another young man rushed up to challenge Xiao Feng. Unfortunately, this guy was much inferior to Huang Cong. He only lasted more than ten moves before being defeated.

At this point, Xiao Feng had won three games in a row. When Princess Xincheng asked him if he wanted to choose a low-end prize, or continue to challenge to seven games to win the highest prize.

According to the regulations, if you choose to quit after winning three games in a row, you can choose the lottery; if you choose to continue, once you fail to win seven games, everything will be cleared, not even the lowest lottery.

Xiao Feng is such a confident person. He immediately said to continue without any hesitation.

The competition for commander-in-chief continued, but the two people who came up behind were even less powerful and were defeated by Xiao Feng's sword one after another.

He defeated five people in a row, and except for Huang Cong, the others had almost no power to fight back. They could only hold out for more than twenty moves before losing. Xiao Feng's power was evident!

And his momentum was getting higher and higher.

The people below gradually fell silent, and some looked at each other, not wanting to go up and become cannon fodder.

Some people have a plan in their minds, that is, after Xiao Feng wins seven games in a row and leaves the ring, they can then go up and compete with others, so that they have a greater chance of winning the lottery.

Xiao Feng, among this group of people, is so invincible!

Under the ring, no one moved.

On the ring, Xiao Feng stood calmly and looked around.

The whole place seemed quiet, only the sound of crackling torches around them was soothing.

"Is no one coming up?" Xiao Feng's cold voice sounded, full of sarcasm and disdain, "With this little ability, how dare you come to the Banquet of Heroes? I'm afraid it will ruin the prestige of the Banquet of Heroes!"

Arrogant!

Totally arrogant!

insult!

It's also a total insult.

"I'm going to beat him to death!" Fenghuang was furious and stood up with a roar.