Seeing that Liu Jianhan's long sword was unsheathed, and there was no reason to take it back immediately, Ye Zhan suddenly sighed.

"Young Master Liu, I, Ye Zhan, really have no interest in the position of the leader of the Blood Slaughter Conference, and I have no idea of making a feud with anyone, since Young Master Liu has the heart to compete, let's just learn from each other, whether we win or lose, everyone is a friend, what?"

Liu Jianhan raised his eyebrows.

"Okay, Mr. Ye, light up your weapons!"

Ye Zhan raised his hands and said, "Young Master Liu don't mind, these hands are my best weapons, I trust my hands more than swords!"

"Good! good!"

Liu Jianhan said: "I trust the long sword in my hand more than my hands. In this way, no one will say that I, Liu Jianhan, take advantage of Mr. Ye in weapons!"

While speaking, Liu Jianhan held the horizontal sword in his hand, made a starting gesture, and said: "Mr. Ye, the name of the long sword in my hand is Qiushui, the name of the sword is Qiushui Sword, the Qiushui Sword is endless, and this sword is extremely sharp, it can cut gold and cut iron, Mr. Ye must be careful." ”

Ye Zhan nodded, hugged his fists and said, "Please!"

Liu Jianhan nodded, his eyes instantly locked on Ye Zhan, and the whole person was suddenly heroic, and the long sword in his hand suddenly made a move Chang'e to the moon, stabbing Ye Zhan's throat from bottom to top, and he didn't say anything polite at all.

Seeing that this sword was sharp, Ye Zhan's footsteps moved slightly, and his figure suddenly avoided it.

Unexpectedly, Liu Jianhan's sword stab turned out to be a false move, and it seemed that Ye Zhan would dodge to the right side, and with a flick of his wrist, five cold sword flowers suddenly appeared in the void, directly sealing all Ye Zhan's retreats.

The crowd of onlookers immediately cheered, and even Tianxin, who was watching from the sidelines, was shocked.

The previous three-flower sword could only stab three sword flowers with one sword, and Liu Jianhan in front of him had five sword flowers with one sword, and the lines were clearer and more complex, and the duration was longer.

Seeing that Liu Jianhan's attainments in the sword were indeed good, Ye Zhan suddenly perked up, raised his hands slightly, and directly displayed a set of loose hands to deal with him.

Under the cold sword qi, the cold was biting, Ye Zhan immediately raised the spirit of twelve, the true qi in his body operated, and his body suddenly did not invade the cold and heat, and began to wander around Liu Jianhan's body, attacking and defending to a certain extent, without falling behind at all.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides had no less than a hundred moves, but they couldn't tell who was superior and who was inferior, and when he couldn't attack for a long time, Liu Jianhan suddenly became a little irritable, and his body suddenly retreated, forcibly interrupting the sword style.

Ye Zhan also stopped at the right time, looked at Liu Jianhan, and asked with some surprise: "Young Master Liu, are you ready to stop?"

Liu Jianhan looked Ye Zhan up and down for a moment with a complicated gaze, and then said: "Mr. Ye, I know that you didn't use your full strength, if you think that there will be an undefeated draw between us, it is a joke, because it is impossible!"

Raising the long sword in his hand, Liu Jianhan said with a solemn gaze: "If Mr. Ye doesn't use all his strength, it is very likely that he will die under the Qiushui Sword next, because I Liu Jianhan has always believed in only one sentence, and the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, Mr. Ye, take it!"

As soon as the words fell, five brilliant sword flowers suddenly bloomed in Ye Zhan's pupils.

Ye Zhan knew that it was powerful, and felt that the sword qi in the void began to shrink, and he approached Liu Jianhan on his own, and immediately knew that Liu Jianhan was about to brew a big move.

At that moment, the battle intent in Ye Zhan's heart rose, and the momentum of the whole person suddenly skyrocketed, and the blood and sea qi of the corpse mountain were released to the fullest, and the whole person was suddenly like an ancient desolate giant beast crawling out of the blood pool, and the momentum was compelling.

Liu Jianhan suddenly felt a tremor in his heart, and then he keenly noticed that his sword momentum seemed to be suppressed by some strange power, and his moves began to become slow, and the sword momentum was no longer as smooth as before, but began to become obscure and difficult, and his heart was suddenly shocked.

At this moment, Ye Zhan's right hand was raised high, his fingers were clenched, and he looked like he was holding an invisible long sword in his hand, and the whole person was solemn, and the palpitating feeling just now not only did not subside, but on the contrary, it became more intense.

It's just that the smell of blood in the void seems to have disappeared strangely at some point, which is a little puzzling.

Looking at Ye Zhan, who was holding his right hand high and his five fingers gradually tightening his grip, I don't know why, in a trance, Liu Jianhan felt a sense of Sen Han's sword intent instantly locked on him, and his heart and soul trembled uncontrollably, and he immediately realized that something was wrong, mustered up all his strength, and shouted, and the sense of restraint that was still on his body just now suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Just as Liu Jianhan was about to use a special move and end the battle with a sword, in the void, an irresistible force was imminent as Ye Zhan's right hand slowly fell.

Liu Jianhan only felt that his body trembled, and suddenly felt that there was a huge iceberg above his body, not only did he keep releasing cold and cold qi, but the weight alone was already unbearable, and the sword intent that locked Liu Jianhan was even more desperate.

Liu Jianhan, who had been practicing swords for many years, suddenly sighed, knowing that once the other party released the killing intent in his heart, his internal organs and even his consciousness would collapse instantly, and the other party's void sword was too powerful, so powerful that it was far beyond Liu Jianhan's knowledge.

With a sigh in his heart, Liu Jianhan wanted to abandon his sword and admit defeat.

At this moment, a sky-high momentum suddenly rose on the field, and with a white-clothed figure falling from the sky, Liu Jianhan only felt that the pressure on his body was gone, and Liu Jianhan, who had regained his freedom, immediately returned his sword to the sheath, and looked at Ye Zhan who was standing with his hands in front of him with a calm face.

"Admire!"

Ye Zhan smiled and said lightly: "Each other, this new friend is called Hidden Deeply!"

Liu Jianhan's eyes suddenly looked at the white-clothed beauty in the pretty position, and under the agitation of his heart, he immediately lowered his head, not daring to look at the other party's bright and moving face, for fear that he would sink in this life.

Ye Zhan looked at it, and saw that the other party's country was beautiful and fragrant, but it was extremely cold and beautiful, like an immortal descending to earth, and he was shocked in his heart, but also a little admired.

A female streamer, at the moment when she and Liu Jianhan were competing with each other with all their might, forcibly interrupted the qi sympathy between the two with just one momentum, which in itself was a symbol of strength.

Seeing that the beautiful eyes of the woman in white in front of him were all on him, Ye Zhan was suddenly a little surprised, touched his face, and asked, "I have dirty things on my face?"

The woman in white burst out laughing when she heard this, and everyone on the field only felt that their hearts trembled, and there was an extra beautiful shadow in their hearts, and it was difficult to give up anymore.

"Ye Zhan, sure enough, he was born as a king of the battlefield, and he is as his name suggests!"

Hearing this, Ye Zhan suddenly sighed, knowing that new trouble had come.