The personal master of the female president

While people around were discussing, neither Lin Feng nor Jian Wushuang made a sound.

Very quiet, very calm in the eyes.

In the eyes, only the other party.

Lin Feng was under a lot of pressure. What he had to deal with was Jian Wushuang, who was famous all over the world back then.

Although he is also very famous in the Jianghu, but he was already famous more than [-] years ago.

With his talent, he is definitely a master-level figure now.

Therefore, Lin Feng was very stressed.

However, he had to fight.

No matter how many difficulties there are, they can't stop him from moving forward, and they can't stop him from finding the truth of the year.

"Go ahead."

Jian Wushuang's eyes were calm and integrated, and the green sword in his hand swept across the ground.

The dead leaves rolled up all over the ground fluttered in the air and fell slowly.

Touching the green sword, it broke into two halves.

Incredibly sharp!

At this time, Jian Wushuang put a lot of pressure on Lin Feng.

A master, a real master.

Lin Feng took a step back, drew a circle with his toes, and pushed out his hands, facing the enemy.

"With your father's demeanor back then, let me try to see how much you weigh."

Jian Wushuang let out a muffled snort, and quickly disappeared in place. The green sword in his hand pierced Lin Feng's neck like a shadow.

Fast, too fast!
When Lin Feng barely resisted, the green sword pierced his neck.

Lin Feng's body retreated rapidly at that moment, and he retreated more than a dozen steps before barely dodging.

Very dangerous!

Just a face to face, Jian Wushuang showed his superb skills.

However, Lin Feng frowned.

"It's not bad, but it's just that, it's not enough."

Holding the blue sword, Jian Wushuang came towards Lin Feng again.

Jian Wushuang studied under Immortal Sword Sect, which is a very ancient sect.

It is said that many years ago, that sect once produced immortals.

The existence of immortals is nonsense, and no one has verified it.

However, the swordsmanship of the Immortal Sword School is the best in the world, there is no dispute.

Otherwise, why is it called the Sword God?

Sword God, said to be the God of Swords.

As the younger brother of the sword god, how can Jian Wushuang's swordsmanship be average?
The sword on Jian Wu's hands is superb, very strange, and it is hard to guard against.

In just a moment, it caused great trouble to Lin Feng.

The sword in his hand seemed to have life, and one sword after another pointed at Lin Feng's vitals.

At this moment, the middle-aged man who looked old actually exuded a strong vitality at this moment.

His middle-aged body didn't affect him at all, and his sword was still so domineering.

Lin Feng kept backing away, and kept dodging every move.

His sword is too domineering, it is difficult for Lin Feng to parry!

"Where's your Tai Chi? Where's your Lin family's Tai Chi? Where's your so-called Tai Chi method that is unparalleled in the world?"

Jian Wushuang jumped up, jumped high in the air, and slashed down with his sword.

Lin Feng did not resist this sword, but chose to dodge it.

The green sword pierced the ground, leaving a huge pit.

Domineering, tough.

"Could it be that the Lin family has really fallen, leaving only one ineffective descendant?"

Lin Feng was not irritated by his words, and raised his eyebrows: "You are an old man, it's normal that I can't beat you. However, I now find that I can beat you."

"Really?" The fighting spirit in Jian Wushuang's eyes became more obvious: "Then come."

Lin Feng closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, his whole body changed suddenly.

Such things as human aura are illusory and unpredictable.

But it really exists, the high-ranking person has the momentum of the high-ranking person, and the master has the momentum of the master.

This kind of momentum cannot be described, but it really exists.

Everyone felt that the moment Lin Feng opened his eyes, the aura on Lin Feng's body changed.

I can't tell what has changed, but I can definitely feel that it is different from the past, an indescribable feeling.

"Are you finally going to get serious?" There was something called fighting spirit burning in Jian Wushuang's eyes.

How many years, so many years without a sword.

Today, I finally got this opportunity.

Lin Feng took a step forward, this time, he took the initiative to attack.

He quickly approached and slammed into him fiercely.

Forming fists with both hands, Lin Feng made every move, so fast that others couldn't see clearly.

"Good come!"

Jian Wushuang yelled and slashed at Lin Feng.

A sword is extremely powerful.

At this time, the three onlookers around Xu Ziyan were dumbfounded, and everyone was dumbfounded.

They didn't pay attention to Lin Feng before, and when they saw this scene, they finally realized how stupid they were.

This young man actually possessed such skill?

It's unbelievable, there's nothing to say about perverts!
They think they are already masters, but compared with this, there is still a big gap.

This kind of skill is difficult for them to achieve in their entire lives.

Forget about Jian Wushuang, after all, he was already famous 20 years ago.

But what about Lin Feng?

It's hard for them to imagine that Lin Feng has achieved so much at such an age.

While they were shocked, the battle of the two had parted.

There was a trace of blood on the corner of Lin Feng's mouth, and the clothes on his body were scratched by the sword, and they were a little tattered.

However, his face was normal.

As for Jian Wushuang, there was a hint of joy on his face.

However, his hand was trembling, the hand holding the sword was trembling.

However, he couldn't hide his joy at all.

"Yes, that's it, you didn't disappoint me!"

He raised his sword and said, "If that's the case, try my move!"

Jian Wushuang's face became serious, and the green sword in his hand waved a sword flower, and jumped up.

His body jumped high in the air, and the sword in his hand was even faster!
"Slay the sky with one sword!"

This sword gave everyone a sense of danger.

Even the crowd watching around felt the danger.

Powerful, this sword is too powerful, it is difficult to fight against it.

Chen Xiaoxiao's heart twitched, this bastard must have an accident.

Xu Ziyan's brows frowned even tighter, and his eyes remained on Lin Feng.

At this time, let's see how Lin Feng reacted.

One sword to kill the sky, the unique swordsmanship of the Immortal Sword Sect.

One sword to kill the sky is enough to see the strong and domineering spirit of this sword.

When Jian Wushuang thrust out the sword, the surrounding air seemed to be drained.

All the strength is on this sword.

The strongest blow, the strongest move.

Lin Feng had to pick it up, he couldn't dodge, couldn't dodge.

He has to face it.

Lin Feng's eyes were calm, and the moment Jian Wushuang drew his sword, he also moved.

Stepping on the Tai Chi Diagram, a Tai Chi Diagram was formed under Lin Feng's feet on the dirt.

His hands were swinging quickly.It looks chaotic, but it is actually regular.

The moment Jian Wushuang's sword stabbed over, Lin Feng moved.

No one saw how he moved, and no one saw clearly how Lin Feng received the sword.

Being able to take it, everyone's hearts hung up.

"Ding……"

There was a sword cry, and then, there was a thunderous roar!
"boom!"

Lin Feng's figure flew upside down like an arrow off the string, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Lin Feng!"

Chen Xiaoxiao rushed up immediately and helped Lin Feng up: "What's wrong with you? How are you?"

Lin Feng's face was very ugly, the clothes on his chest were torn, and blood flowed from his lower abdomen, which frightened Chen Xiaoxiao.

"Are you injured? Stop fighting with him, I'll take you to the hospital." Chen Xiaoxiao was about to help Lin Feng up.

Lin Feng stopped her, his face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

After spitting up the blood, Lin Feng's breathing finally eased up.

"No, I'm fine."

"It's okay, you're bleeding, so much blood!" Chen Xiaoxiao said anxiously.

Lin Feng lowered his head and glanced, after all, he was hit by the sword.

He took off his clothes and wrapped them around his lower abdomen, temporarily blocking the flow of blood.

His eyes turned to Jian Wushuang opposite.

And the members of the Butterflies who were watching all around showed joy.

It's still their number one master in the sky list, let's just say, how could anyone be able to compete with their Huadie.

At this moment, Jian Wushuang looked at Lin Feng with complicated eyes.

He didn't move, just stood there, the green sword in his hand was dripping blood.

Lin Feng stood up slowly and walked towards him slowly.

Seeing Lin Feng walking over, Chen Xiaoxiao became anxious: "Lin Feng..."

Lin Feng walked not far from him and looked at him.

Finally, the light in Jian Wushuang's eyes dimmed, as if he had aged ten years all of a sudden.

"I lost!"

As soon as this remark came out, all the people around were dumbfounded.

what happened?Jian Wushuang lost?

They lost the first place in the ranking?

How can this be?

You obviously won, you obviously sent this guy flying, and you stabbed him?

Look, you still have his blood on your sword, how could you lose?

You lied, and you didn't cheat like this!

They said they could not accept this fact at all.

You are the number one flower butterfly among us, how can you lose?How can you lose?
If you lose, who else is his opponent?

However, it soon became apparent that he had really lost.

Lin Feng only suffered skin trauma, but he was seriously injured.

"Tai Chi, really deserves its reputation, the number one in the inner sect!"

Jian Wushuang seemed to be sighing, seemed to be regretful, and there was everything in his tone.

"This is not your real strength." Lin Feng said out loud.

He stared at Jian Wushuang closely: "How can you only have this strength? You were a well-known master in the world 20 years ago. Now, how can you only have this ability?"

Jian Wushuang dropped the green sword in his hand, he had to drop it, his hand was trembling, and he couldn't hold it tightly.

His eyes were full of memories and pain.

besides.Deeply sorry.

At this moment, the bewilderment was all displayed on his face.

"This is all my strength!"

When he said these words, the loneliness of a master was fully revealed on his face.

What happened to make him become like this?
Lin Feng stared at him without saying a word.He knew that he must have some purpose, must know something.

Jian Wushuang looked at Lin Feng, sighed deeply, and suddenly felt tight in his chest, coughed twice, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He was badly injured, serious internal injuries, from tai chi.

"If there hadn't been that incident back then, maybe I wouldn't do it again. Maybe my achievements today would not be lower than my senior brother's. It's a pity..."

Jian Wushuang sighed deeply, and his tone was full of regret: "I was seriously injured back then, my sword intent was damaged, and my sword skills stopped for life, and it is impossible to make any progress. The person who hurt me was you Father……"