Chapter 4384

High above the sky, the ink knife he Han stands in blood, and his body keeps shaking, like a remnant leaf in the storm, which may be torn to pieces at any time.

The crowd below was silent.

Countless pairs of eyes stared at he Han, with incredible eyes.

He Han, the magnificent ink knife, the existence of Feng tianmingzong and Wen Lun, was defeated by the wind!

The people present couldn't believe the scene.

He Han's strength is obviously so strong. Why was he defeated by Fengli?

He Han is the three heroes of Fengtian and the genius of fengtianmingzong.

And what about the wind? Ghost cliff sect is not famous at all.

But just like this, Fengli defeated he Han with one move.

Is it true that there is such a big gap between ghost cliff sect and Feng Tianming sect?

Wen Lun stood where he was and recovered a little calm, but there was still a sense of shock in his eyes.

In fact, when Fengli said that the cicadas were chirping at night, he already knew that he Han was going to lose.

However, when this scene really happened, he was still very shocked.

The strength of Fengli is far beyond his expectation. It's really terrible.

At this time, he couldn't help asking himself, how many moves could he hold up when Fengli beat he Han?

On the other side, Nie Tian and Tang shisan's faces also changed.

Tang shisan's ghost eyes twinkled, and the shock was all written on his face.

When Fengli appeared, he had a hunch that he Han was going to lose, but he never expected that he Han would lose so simply.

"His eight winds ghost dance is very strong!" Nie Tianze stared at the wind for a long time and opened his mouth again and again.

Just one move, cicadas chirping at night, is enough to see the horror of the eight winds ghost dance. No one can avoid that seamless means of attack.

In fact, in terms of real strength, he Han is not much weaker than Fengli, and even stronger than the latter.

However, he Han did not understand the eight winds ghost dance at all. He took the defensive at the beginning, which was a sign of weakness.

For the unavoidable attack of cicada night chirp, the best response is to take the initiative to attack.

He Han, on the other hand, chose the worst way to deal with it, so he was defeated.

If he Han and Feng fight hard from the front, the number of wins and losses is still unknown.

But now it's too late to say this. He Han has lost, and he has lost miserably.

The disciples of Feng Tianming sect, who witnessed the defeat of he Han, looked frightened and speechless.

"The three heroes of Fengtian are in a mess." high above the sky, the wind left Lengleng's mouth, despised his pupils and glanced at he Han, so he didn't want to see more.

"You... Poof!" he Han was very hurt. He was excited again. Suddenly, a mouthful of blood gushed out, and his face was as white as paper.

Fengli didn't see him at all. He stood high in the air and said proudly, "Wen Lun, don't you do it at this moment?"

His voice fell, and the people below immediately roared.

"Who the hell is this guy? How can he be so strong?"

"This man is so arrogant. Why doesn't the eldest martial brother make a move? When will he endure it?"

"Fight? I think we'd better forget it. Even if our eldest martial brother is better than senior brother he Han, he's just a little stronger. You don't see that this guy named Fengli can defeat senior brother he Han with one move. Even if the eldest martial brother goes to war, I'm afraid he can't hold two moves."

The crowd spoke with even greater fear in their eyes.

Fengli was really terrible. It was just a move that directly defeated the last hope of Feng Tianming sect.

Wen Lun listened to the people's words in his heart, his pupils trembled slightly, and his fists were held more and more tightly.

But does he really want to do it?

They are right. He Wenlun is just a little stronger than he Han. Even if he does it, can he really defeat Fengli?

If Wen Lun doesn't do it, at least Feng tianmingzong still retains a trace of dignity. If he fails, the last trace of dignity will be gone.

"A man is aboveboard and aboveboard. Why should he be afraid of a war!" when Wen Lun hesitated, a low voice suddenly rang through his mind and surprised him.

He suddenly looked up and saw a young man with silver hair standing in front of him. It was Nie Tian He met not long ago.

"You..." Wen Lun was stunned and looked at Nie Tian. He didn't know what to say.

"Fengli's strength is not strong, and the one he relies on is only the eight winds ghost dance." Nie Tian didn't look back, but heard a voice and said, "the eight winds ghost dance is not a terrible martial formula. As long as you have confidence, you will win him."

"Really?" Wen Lun's eyes trembled and hesitated.

"Wen Lun, you are the chief disciple of fengtianmingzong. If you are timid, how can you let the disciples of fengtianmingzong deal with themselves?" Nie Tian's voice became low and said coldly: "a man is honest all his life and should not be afraid of anyone!"

"Mr. NIE is right. Wenlun has been taught!" Wenlun was shocked and impressed.

He is the chief disciple. He can fight, defeat and never be timid!

"As long as you win Fengli, all the other challenges of guiya sect will be given to me." Nie Tian nodded slightly and said heavily.

"Thank you, Mr. Nie!" Wen Lun shrunk his pupils, thanked, and then stepped on his feet and rushed up into the air.

Another reason why he hesitated just now is that even if he really defeated Fengli, what about the other challengers of guiya sect?

Now that Nie Tian has said that he can be responsible for the remaining challengers, he naturally has no worries and can fight at ease.

"Senior brother!" Wen Lun's figure suddenly appeared, which made everyone exclaim in unison. His desperate eyes suddenly flashed a strange light.

Although there are doubts about Wen Lun's strength, his appearance still inspires everyone.

"Wen Lun, you're here at last." he Han trembled and looked at Wen Lun around him, forcing out a smile.

"I'm sorry I'm late," Wen Lun said apologetically, holding he Han and sending him a force.

"As long as you can beat him, it's not too late." he Han took a deep breath, his face improved a little, and said calmly.

"I will try my best." Wen Lun nodded heavily, and then motioned he han to go down.

"Wen Lun, I didn't expect you to dare to fight." Feng Li looked at Wen Lun with cold eyes like an abyss and smiled coldly.

"As the chief disciple of fengtianmingzong, Wen is determined to defend the dignity of fengtianmingzong to the death." Wen Lun stepped out, and suddenly a sword intention rose into the sky, and the fierce spirit filled the void.

"Hum." Feng Li sneered and said, "Wen Lun, you are from the Wen family. If your sister Wen is likely to become my sister-in-law, I won't let you lose too ugly."

"Fengli, the outcome of the war between you and me is unknown. Don't be too arrogant." Wen Lun's eyes sank, and a dark heavy sword appeared in his hand. He said, "I know your eight wind ghost dance of the wind ghost family is terrible, but my four sleep and four robbery sword of the Wen family is not vegetarian!"