Jian Bufan suddenly stepped onto the stage, no one thought that the final of the first round was over, but he chose to fight Ye Wushuang. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo.

Moreover, both of them were disciples of the Ancient Spirit Sect!

"What's going on?"

On the side of the Ancient Spirit Sect, they also discussed, and the disciples were puzzled, Jian Bufan had a good relationship with Ye Wushuang, how could he choose to fight at this time?

At the forefront, Nangong Liuyun and the elders watched, with a wry smile on their faces, how could they not see through some of these things when they lived at this age.

Therefore, they did not stop it, after all, the younger generation, if there is less competition and less spirit, then it is not called young.

A pair of eyes were shining, staring at the battle platform tightly, and the sword was standing with his sword in his arms, like a sword that was about to bloom, and he was sharp.

"This battle is coming very late!"

Jian Bufan said with some sighs, this battle has been decided for a long time.

"Not in the top ten?" Ye Wushuang smiled faintly and asked, standing opposite Jian Bufan, his expression was very calm.

"This battle, I believe, is more exciting than being in the top ten, and besides, you may not be able to beat me. ”

Jian Bufan smiled, laughing freely.

Entering the top ten, for him, is not as good as the battle with Ye Wushuang, he believes that the things brought to him by this battle will be more and better than what entering the top ten will bring him!

The crowd was also impressed by this smile.

In the crowd, many people knew that Jian Bufan and Ye Wushuang were not enemies, on the contrary, they were best friends and brothers, but they were also the opponents that they were most looking forward to each other.

Fighting with Ye Wushuang is higher than everything for Jian Bufan.

Feeling the kind of fighting intent on the two people on the battle platform, for some reason, there was a touch of envy in everyone's hearts, and it was enough to live a lifetime and have a respected opponent!

It's a pity that such opponents, they don't!

"In that case, let's fight. ”

Ye Wushuang has some understanding of Jian Bufan's character, and since he has decided, he will fight, and he will fight at this moment.

Hearing this, the crowd also looked forward to it.

How strong Ye Wushuang's strength is, how sharp the sword is, and how sharp he is, they don't know, so they are looking forward to this unknown battle, who will win the two?

Jian Bufan nodded and said: "In order not to affect the duel later, you and I will each strike a blow, and one blow will determine the outcome of the battle." ”

Ye Wushuang responded: "Yes, but before that, you have to make your words clear." ”

Jian Bufan asked, "What words?"

Ye Wushuang smiled and said, "Looking beyond the end of the world, does what you say count?"

Before the barbarian god battle, looking at the end of the world for hundreds of miles, Jian Bufan said, if Ye Wushuang defeated him and joined Lingxiao Pavilion, why not!

"Words naturally count, but don't be too confident!" Jian Bufan shook his head and smiled, how could he not know Ye Wushuang's thoughts.

Ling Xiao Pavilion is not bad, and the people are not bad, he is willing, but the premise is that Ye Wushuang wants to defeat him.

Jian Bufan's gaze was even sharper, the edge flashed, and the flying snow sword in his arms couldn't bear it, and with a bang, it came out of the sheath in an instant!

The battle in all directions, such as entering a cold winter, suddenly felt cold, and people couldn't help but shiver.

Flying Snow Sword, a sword Flying Snow!

A touch of snowflakes were born in the void, blooming in an instant, as if condensing all the sword paths of the sword immortal, which was even more terrifying than the sword of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Shout!

Jian Bufan was not polite, and giving the strongest blow was the respect for Ye Wushuang, and the sword intent and power on his body were poured into the Feixue Sword without sparing.

The edge of the Flying Snow Sword was even stronger, the void was pierced, and the power of space was absorbed into the sword body, stabbing towards Ye Wushuang, and a sword momentum drove the air of the void and turned into a storm and swirled.

"This sword intent is so strong!"

Beizhe Yunzhuo, Wudao, Liu Tianlan and other geniuses were frightened, they all paid attention to this battle, the extraordinary Flying Snow Sword was more powerful than the previous one, although the sword was unpretentious, but there was an endless sword intent raging between heaven and earth.

"He really hides a lot of strength!"

Feeling the horror of the Flying Snow Sword, before that, Jian Bufan must have gotten a great opportunity.

"Slash!"

As soon as his gaze was closed, Ye Wushuang pulled out the dragon blood battle knife, and the forty percent invincible sword intent was blessed, full of domineering, invincible, and killing!

Rumble!

Ye Wushuang also took a step forward, infused with the terrifying Dragon Spirit True Yuan, the dragon blood battle knife flowed into the dragon shadow, and a terrifying sword intent spread out, extremely arrogant, to wipe everything out.

Chop!

As soon as the dragon's blood sword was raised, it was ready to slash, and the blood-colored sword flashed out, so dazzling, so bright, as if it wanted to dye the heavens and the earth blood-colored.

The sword slashed down, as if absorbing the power of heaven and earth, getting stronger and stronger, sharper and sharper, and the void was trembling and exploding.

A huge storm is also circling in all directions!

Whew!

One by one, his eyes were like a moment, and he turned to Ye Wushuang's knife, and burst out in shock.

The sword is extraordinary, the sword intent is endless, cold to the bone, and it is already trembling, and Ye Wushuang's sword, the sword intent is invincible, and the tyrant kills and kills, which is powerless.

"Broken!"

Two low voices spit out from Ye Wushuang and Jian Bufan's mouths almost at the same time, and before the two of them had their swords and swords collided, the two violent storms had already collided together.

Boom!

At the moment of the collision, the battle platform trembled, the void exploded, and the chaotic air flow submerged the battle platform, and at the same time, it also submerged Ye Wushuang and Jian Bufan's figures.

Woooo

In the battle, many people boldly stepped forward, wanting to see the outcome of this battle.

The storm collided together, Ye Wushuang's sword and the extraordinary sword had not yet clashed, who won and who lost, and the result had not yet been made, and they all had a trace of anticipation.

Boom!

Under the attention of the crowd, in the midst of the storm, there was a sound of gold and iron.

"Crashing together!" the crowd outside couldn't see clearly, but when they heard this voice, they knew that the two people on the battle stage had already clashed.

Bang!

Then, a violent shockwave raged, with a terrifying destructive force, leaving some people stunned.

"Hurry back!"

Many people shouted urgently, this kind of impact is too terrible, if it is contaminated, I am afraid that it will inevitably take off a layer of skin.

In the sky, the giant old man's eyes cleared, and with a wave of one hand, a light shield suddenly shrouded the battle platform, blocking the terrifying shock wave!

It took a long time, a long time, before the turmoil gradually dissipated.

The two figures on the battle platform gradually became clear and appeared in everyone's sight.

"Who won?"

The crowd also came back to their senses, fixed their bodies, and their eyes focused on the two of them, at this moment, the Flying Snow Sword had been unsheathed, and the Dragon Blood War Sword had also been put away.

"It didn't disappoint me!"

Jian Bufan laughed.

"Your words, it's time to count. ”

Ye Wushuang also looked at each other and smiled.

Hearing this, Jian Bufan nodded, slightly speechless, "You guy, you really know how to fight!"

After saying an inexplicable word, Jian Bufan turned around and walked off the stage, and in this battle, he lost, drawing an end to this round of competition.