Chapter 143 Three sand sculptures

The faces of the zodiacal men slammed up, seeing Lin Feng’s extraordinary appearance, but his heart was abrupt.

Is it possible that this kid knows who Feng Qingyang is?!

The reason why the Zodiac people dare to blatantly find someone to pretend to be Feng Qingyang is that Feng Qingyang pretends to be a disciple of Zhentianmen first; and the other is that the real Feng Qingyang has not appeared until now.

This gave them a chance to be fake.

But if the real Feng Qingyang appeared at this moment, then they would really regret it, so they were betting that the Feng Qingyang would not appear in this competition field.

Because once the real Feng Qingyang appeared, it would be playing Feng Qingyang’s own face, after all, Feng Qingyang admitted that he came from Zhentianmen.

“You said he is not Feng Qingyang senior, then you say, who is he? Where is Feng Qingyang really?” Huang Dao pretended to be calm, pointing at the masked man resting on the other side of the broadcast station, his eyes refused to let go.

“The real wind Lin Feng is halfway through, but the summer stops.

The current situation seems to be that everyone believes that Feng Qingyang is the masked person, so why bother with these guys.

At that time, stand on the stage by yourself and take off the other party’s mask with your own hands, isn’t it over!

“Well, you can tell the fake and inferior product. After a while, Feng 510 Qingyang will come to fight the counterfeit in person and let him prepare the dog’s head.

After speaking, Lin Feng gave a meaningful smile and turned to leave.

Zodiac’s eyes jumped, and for a while, he didn’t know whether Lin Feng’s last words were true or false.

At this time, on the high platform of the competition field.

“Brother Bu, at this time, I still don’t reveal who this Feng Qingyang of your school is? Is it Sect senior who is using a pseudonym?



Wan Baqian was so angry that he never thought that his disciple would lose the game in such a foolish way.

Even if you can’t lose, it’s excusable, but now it’s fine, leaving a laughing stock.

However, in the previous battle, the tens of thousands did indeed see how capable the masked man was, but when it came to how advanced they were, they had different opinions.

In any case, in his opinion, with the exposed hand, it is far better than Elder.

Although I don’t know why Wanshabrow admires this masked person so much, since it is Elder’s vision, maybe only at the level of Wanshabrow can you see something.

At this time, Bu Zhantian was also a bit choppy, unable to say one, two or three.

In fact, he didn’t know the plan of the Zodiac until noon today (biaf).

Although it is not a good strategy to fake the tiger’s prestige, Zhentianmen did not have the power to compete for the leader.

As for offending the Feng Qingyang master, Bu Zhantian didn’t care.

Because after all, the opponent’s Cultivation Base only has the earth gang, even if the Sword intent reaches the sky, it will not be his opponent of life and death powerhouses.

At that time, even if Feng Qingyang appeared to settle accounts with them, Zhentianmen, he would have enough power to repel.

But now, in the face of thousands of questions, Bu Zhantian believes that it is still necessary to create momentum for Feng Qingyang.

“Haha, this Feng Qingyang is exactly one of my disciples. He is born with great fortune, and he has won the secrets of heaven through experience outside. Although he is in the earth and gang state, the Sword intent has entered the transformation state. No matter how much, I will not talk about it. No, your disciples can experience it on their own. “Ji Zhan Tian laughed and said it was the same as not saying it.

On the contrary, the man with beard and brows sitting in the back was full of fighting spirit in his eyes.

“Bu Sect Master, I might as well introduce this little friend to the old man in a while. The old man wants to discuss kendo with him.” Wan Xiu touched his long beard and said.

“It’s easy to talk, I’m afraid I won’t get into Elder’s eyebrows.” Ji Zhantian’s heart was mad, but his face was calm.

Ji Hongmei glanced at a few people: three sand sculptures.

At this time, Lin Feng has returned to the side of the first broadcast station.

Among the Snow Mountain School disciples who are on the same broadcast station as him, the highest Cultivation Base is Miao Meng from the late stage of Yuanshen Realm, and the other two are Master Uncles from Lingmai Realm.

Speaking of it, when I first saw Miao Meng, Miao Meng seemed to be very dissatisfied with him.

It was not until later in the small forest that Miao Meng changed his mind on Lin Feng, and the two gradually became familiar with each other.

Because Miao Meng was in the sixth group, she was sitting there alone at the moment, watching Junior Own fighting in the ring.

“Miao senior, isn’t it difficult for your opponent to win?” When Lin Feng approached, he saw Miao Meng’s serious face thinking that the opponent was worried about the next opponent, so he greeted him.

“It’s not difficult,” Miao dreamed of Lin Feng’s arrival, and smiled, “We are the first to be on the stage, and only two or three are worthy of attention. Fortunately, we are not close to each other, and we won’t be in the next round. superior.”

“I think your expression seems quite serious.” Lin Feng said.

“That’s because the two nephews just lost the competition. Now the first broadcast station is only me and you and I haven’t started the competition.” Miao Meng gave Lin Feng a white, and didn’t even know this.

Lin Feng was surprised: “Which group is now?”

“In the fifth group, one of the two nephews lost in the second group and the other in the fourth group.” Miao Meng said.

Lin Feng thought that the progress of the competition was slow, but he did not expect that it was already the fifth group of competition. Moreover, the Xueshan faction didn’t open the door, and it actually lost two games in a row. It’s no wonder that Miao Meng’s face was not very good-looking.

“I took a look at your opponent in the first game, called Zhuge Aniu, he has the strength of the middle stage of the Yuanshen realm, you must be careful.

“Wait, what do you say his name is?”

“Zhuge Aniu, what’s the matter? He is in the same position as the peak master of the Seventy-two Peaks of our Snow Mountain Sect in Xing Yunzong. He is good at deceiving when fighting. You must be careful.

After Lin Feng heard this name, he immediately connected with the mentally retarded person before.

He didn’t look carefully at the name of his opponent in the first game just now. He didn’t expect that it was so coincidental that he met the mentally handicapped.

Thinking of what the other party said “friendship first and match second”, Lin Feng wanted to blow the opponent’s dog head.

Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be there.

“Brother Lin! What a coincidence! I have been looking for you for a long time, but I didn’t expect us to be the opponent in the first game.” Zhuge Aniu ran all the way.

After seeing Miao Meng next to him, he asked in a low voice: “Do you know each other?”

“Who knows this sand sculpture!” Lin Feng straightened up and hurriedly walked to the other side, without saying hello to Zhuge Aniu at all.

“What’s wrong with Brother Lin? Miss Miao, are you sitting here, do you want me to accompany you for a while?” Zhuge Aniu was a little disappointed, but soon saw Miao Meng sitting next to him, and immediately took the mountain road.

“roll!

“Okay, please come back for tea.”

Zhuge Aniu just bends down and straightens up again. His movements are so awkward that people can’t see his embarrassment.

With the advent of night, Wan Jianzong lit a torch, shining brightly on the four arenas.

After Miao Meng defeated his opponent and the seventh group battle ended, the first broadcast station ushered in the last group of the first round.

Lin Feng, yes, Zhuge Aniu!.

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