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In this way, Lu Ming also won, entered the 36th place, and scored two hundred points for the Fengdu sword faction.

Game, continue!

Han Feng and Yan Zi also took turns in battle.

Han Feng was very strong, and did not take much effort to defeat his opponent.

But Yanzi is not so strong. He encountered a quasi-imperial Tianjiao and was defeated by the opponent.

Soon after, thirty-six games were all over.

Fengdu Jianpai, the two entered 36, the points reached about 1,200 points.

In Tianhong's teaching, five people entered the 36th place, still far ahead, and the points reached 2,900 points.

The worst thing is that only one person qualified, in this round, only one person was eliminated.

As a result, this force is destined to be at the bottom.

At the end of this round, Fengdu Jianpai ranked tenth among the 18 forces.

Black Blood Palace is slightly better, ninth.

Next, the winning thirty-six people will compete to determine the eighteenth place.

Everyone who rushed into the eighteen can get another three hundred points.

The rules are the same as before.

Master Tianhong divided the thirty-six people into two batches, one of which engraved the name on the bamboo stick and put it in an iron box, and let the other batch draw the lottery.

This time, Lu Ming was still the person drawn.

The two seed players of Ziying Tianjiao and Storm Fengtian Tianjiao also became the drawees.

"Okay, let's start drawing lots!"

Dean Tianhong announced.

Eighteen lottery people looked at each other, and for a time, no one stepped forward.

Without him, the two powerful evil spirits of the Ziying and the Storm are all in the lottery. If they are drawn, is it not vomiting blood?

"Let me do it!"

At this time, a figure came up.

Han Feng!

The first person to come out to draw is Han Feng.

He went to the iron box, reached in and drew a bamboo stick out. He looked at the name on the bamboo stick and his face began to stun for a moment before revealing a playful smile and a cold killer.

"Who did he draw?"

Many people are curious.

Han Feng looked at Lu Ming and revealed the name on the bamboo stick in his hand.

"Muyun!"

Han Feng slowly spit out a name.

"It's Muyun!"

Qi Feng's eyes suddenly lighted up in the Fengdu sword faction area.

Qi Ping is very clear that Han Feng wants to kill Lu Ming.

As long as Lu Ming dares to play against Han Feng, then Han Feng can kill Lu Ming.

As for the two people who belong to Fengdu Sword School, when they meet together, it is very unfavorable for Fengdu Sword School.

As long as Lu Ming is dead, Lu Ming is dead. In the future, Fengdu Jianpai will still be his world. He will still be the first person of Fengdu Jianpai.

"Damn, how could this be?"

Wang Zhangmen's face was extremely gloomy.

The same is true of Fengdu Jianpai other elders.

From their perspective, they are the least willing to meet Lu Ming and Han Feng together.

When the two meet together, one person will be eliminated without having to fight.

This is extremely detrimental to the Fengdu sword faction.

Of course, the benefits are not useless, they are destined to one person will enter the quarterfinals, get three hundred points.

But the ambitions of Wang Zhangmen and others don't stop there. He also wants to land Ming and Han Feng, both of whom are in the quarterfinals.

"Good luck!"

Lu Ming smiled.

Han Feng aimed at him everywhere and exposed his murderous desire to him unscrupulously. Lu Ming also wanted to get rid of Han Feng.

Just no chance.

Now, the opportunity comes.

The fair and upright showdown resolved Han Feng, and the Sacred Heart behind him was also embarrassed to say anything.

The premise is that Han Feng will not concede defeat before starting.

"Unexpectedly, you will get me!"

Lu Ming spoke, his eyes fell on Han Feng.

"My luck has always been good!"

Han Fengdao, his eyes cold.

All around, people from other forces, especially those from the Black Blood Palace, looked at Landing Ming and Han Feng with a good look.

A clear-sighted person knows that Lu Ming and Han Feng are in conflict.

A powerful person has contradictions in this kind of competition, and they come across together, which is interesting.

The head of the king also had a headache.

He was really afraid of losing both Lu Ming and Han Feng, affecting the next game.

However, he can't hold back both of them, one is the unprecedented peerless demon, the other is the top Tianjiao from the Honghuang Wanzu list, and none of them dumped him.

The head of Wang really felt that he was too difficult.

"Really? Then come!"

Lu Ming stepped forward and came to the battle platform.

Han Feng also moved in a similar shape, appearing on the battle platform, opposite Lu Ming.

"You still have time to admit defeat now, wait a minute, the sword is blind, and death and injury are inevitable!"

Han Feng quickly opened his mouth, trying to excite Lu Ming with these words, so that Lu Ming would not easily admit defeat.

"Man, why are you snatching my lines?"

Lu Ming really wanted to say this to Han Feng.

Because, he is also preparing to use this remark to inspire Han Feng, wanting Han Feng not to admit defeat easily, did not expect Han Feng to speak in advance.

But this is also good, Lu Ming can counterattack a wave.

"I admit defeat, there is no such thing, but I'm afraid you will admit defeat before you even make two moves!"

Lu Ming said lightly.

"Hahaha, I admit defeat? You are really naive, if I admit defeat..."

Han Feng laughed.

"If I admit defeat, I will abandon it for repair!"

Stimulated by Lu Ming, Han Feng couldn't help blurting out.

"Okay, it's a word!"

Lu Ming quickly clapped.

"I..."

Han Feng was stunned, and some regretted it in his heart. Especially seeing Lu Ming's expression, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

Is Lu Ming really able to deal with him?

"No, how can this boy beat me?"

Han Feng shook his head, leaving his unrealistic thoughts out of his mind.

"let's start!"

The leader Tianhong announced the start of the game.

boom!

As soon as the voice of Tian Hong's leader fell, Han Feng's body burst out with a brilliant light, and a bright sword light appeared.

This is his original secret technique.

"Zhuxinjian!"

Han Feng drank low, a sword light, stab Lu Ming at an alarming speed.

Lu Ming was not afraid, and pointed like a sword, and his sword burst into sword light, and a sword was cut towards Han Feng.

"It's hard to pick up my heart sword, it's really death, okay!"

Han Feng saw Lu Ming's sword slashing towards him, and was not surprised.

His heart-punching sword is not an ordinary sword offensive, but can directly take the enemy's heart and destroy the enemy's heart.

boom!

Lu Ming and Han Feng's attack collided together, and the sword was full of anger.

Suddenly, Lu Ming felt a strange energy in Han Feng's sword light, rushing directly into his body and rushing towards his heart.

puff!

Lu Ming's heart was penetrated by this sword light, and a hole was shot.

Xiuwei reached the realm of God King and God King, even if the flesh was broken and broken, as long as the soul is not destroyed, it can be recovered.

But it does not mean that there is no impact at all.

Like a heart!