Chapter 826 Ling Feng appears! King's return! (3 updates)

"yes!"

Commander Lin directly drew out a long knife, and the blade pressed down, making it suffocating.

"General Ling, I will ask you to rest in this pavilion today, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless with my sword!"

Ling Feng smiled disdainfully, "I want to see how ruthless you are? With a guy like you, do you think you can keep me?"

"If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with alcohol!"

Commander Lin's eyes turned cold, and he slashed down with his broadsword. The violent light of the sword directly opened a ferocious crack in the ground.

"You bitch, I leave it to you!"

Ling Feng didn't have time to tangle with these guys here, so he directly activated Ten Directions to Destroy, grabbed Tuoba Yan's arm with his left hand, pulled him onto the flying sword, and then used the "Flying Immortal Sword Control Technique" and walked away.

"Don't even think about running away, chase me!" Yan Shuying yelled.

"Yes!" Commander Lin frowned and was about to chase him out when he saw a black shadow falling from the sky, a black donkey with muscles all over his body...

Oh no, strictly speaking, this is no longer a pure black donkey, but a dragon donkey!

The bitch sat down from the sky and sat on Commander Lin's back. There was a "click" sound, and several of Commander Lin's bones were probably broken.

"You...are you a bitch again?"

Yan Shuying looked at the bitch in astonishment. Although his appearance had changed a lot from last time, his "meanness" was unmistakable!

After checking his eyes, he is the meanest donkey!

"Tsk, tsk, tsk... isn't this the human flesh cushion of this divine beast?"

The tail behind the stupid donkey was like a steel whip. When it was swung on the ground, a terrifying wave of air swept away and directly knocked away the dozen or so warriors of the Divine Origin Realm next to it.

In front of the majestic Demon Emperor, those in the Shenyuan realm are like ants that can be crushed to death with just one finger!

"You...what do you want?"

Yan Shuying was so frightened that she broke into cold sweat. The strength of this bitch was really terrifying!

The stupid donkey sat hard behind Commander Lin twice, and then he heard Commander Lin let out a scream like a slaughtering pig, and passed out from the pain. The stupid donkey shook his head, frowned and said: "This broken cushion is still a pain in the ass." ah!"

As he said that, the bitch looked at Yan Shuying maliciously, smiled, and walked towards her step by step.

"No...don't!"

Yan Shuying was so frightened that her eyes turned white and she fainted.

"Damn, are you dizzy now? It's so boring!"

The bitch kicked Yan Shuying a few times. Seeing that the woman was unconscious, he smiled, took out a writing brush from its independent space, and drew an extremely ugly picture on Yan Shuying's face. The wild boar clapped his hands with satisfaction and walked away.

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"call out!"

The Feixian Sword Control Technique was so fast. Ling Feng took Tuoba Yan and rushed all the way to the Imperial City Campus. He secretly prayed in his heart that he could arrive in time for this final round.

After all, there was a certain delay in sending the news from the Imperial City Campus to Yan Shuying's attic, and between the end of the second game and the beginning of the third game, there was normally only one stick of incense time. This is why Ling Feng The reason why he didn't take action to teach Yan Shuying a lesson was that he had no time to waste.

"I hope it's not too late!"

Ling Feng secretly sweated. If he couldn't arrive in time, according to the original plan, Mu Qianxue's trump card would only be exposed.

However, Mu Qianxue is the secret weapon in the decisive battle with the Royal Sword Team. If it can be kept secret, it is naturally better not to be exposed.

Time passed little by little.

Finally, with the emergency repair work of the staff, the repairs to the sword fighting arena were completed within half an hour.

"Okay, let's ask the captains on both sides to give their final lineup. You each have half a cup of tea."

The host announced loudly that on the True Dragon Academy side, Mo Wufeng led the most powerful team members and immediately boarded the sword fighting stage.

"Hmph! In that game just now, you just relied on the power of this treasure of heaven and earth. This time, I want to see how you win?"

Mo Wufeng clenched his fists. He must win this round!

On the side of Tianwei Academy, Gu Tengfeng kept looking outside the court, secretly anxious in his heart.

"Ling Feng, Ling Feng, why don't you come back?"

According to the plan, Ling Fengfeng should try his best to come back before the start of the third game.

"Captain, if it doesn't work, I'll go." Mu Qianxue asked Ying again. Even if she was exposed, she couldn't let the game be lost just like that.

"Just wait." Gu Tengfeng took a deep breath, "You can't give up hope even after half a cup of tea. I believe he will come back."

"Can he make it in time?"

Li Bufan's eyes flashed. Today, he can no longer use the treasure of heaven and earth, and his strength is greatly reduced. Even if he and Jiang Xiaofan join forces, there is still no absolute guarantee of victory or defeat.

"I believe in him."

Gu Tengfeng nodded heavily.

In the audience.

When everyone saw that the players from Tianwei Academy had not come on stage, they couldn't help but start talking.

"What are they, Tianwei Academy, waiting for? Waiting for Ling Feng?"

"This is already the third game. If we were to come, we would have come a long time ago. That Ling Feng is simply a villain who betrayed his teammates!"

"How can a miracle happen in half a cup of tea?"

Ouyang Jing, Wang Yishan and others all clenched their fists and silently prayed in their hearts that Ling Feng must appear in time.

Lin Xian'er's heart was in her throat again: It's the third round, the deciding round, Ling Feng, where are you?

All members of the Zhongyuan Sword Team looked nervously at the door of the venue, hoping to see a miracle happen.

General Deng and Deng Yongshi are also waiting for the return of Ling Feng's king.

"You brat! Come back quickly!"

Among the crowd, an old man wearing a cloak couldn't help but cursed secretly, feeling a little anxious in his heart.

This person is naturally Yan Cangtian.

The time for half a cup of tea flies by.

"Hahaha, Ling Feng, you can't come! Gu Tengfeng, just accept your fate!"

On the sword fighting stage, Mo Wufeng burst into laughter, laughing so unbridled that he leaned forward and backward with laughter.

So what if they win the second game?

In the third game, they are still bound to lose!

"Oh? Really? Who said I can't come?"

At this moment, a clear voice came from outside the venue, from far to near. Then, everyone saw a white light flying from the sky. On top of a flying sword, stood two people, a man and a woman, wearing white clothes. Gone with the wind, like a banished immortal coming from the west.

The man who just spoke was none other than Ling Feng!

Tuoba Yan jumped down from the flying sword and disappeared into the crowd, while Ling Feng flew directly to the sword fighting stage and stood with his hands behind his back. His eyes were as cold as springs, staring at Mo Wufeng. Qingyun said calmly: "It's time for you and me to settle the accounts, right?"