"Wow, the golden light sword of the middle grade of the Heavenly Weapon seems to be ranked within a thousand on the Immortal Weapon List!"

"Before Gou Sword Saint stepped into the Sword Saint realm, he used this golden light sword, and unexpectedly, it was passed on to his junior disciple in the end. Someone else was surprised.

Wu Fan remembered that in the small hell of the first hall of the underworld, he had heard that although Yuan Yanxia's Falling Snow Sword was a low-grade immortal weapon, it had entered the "Immortal Weapon List" within 2,000 places.

The magic weapons that can enter the list must not only be of high grade, but also be refined by famous high-level refiners, and their power and spirit are extraordinary.

The golden light sword in Jiang Lianhao's hand was raised, and he said: "Within three moves, if I can't knock you out of the sword platform, even if I lose, I will not step into the Western Regions for half a step for the rest of my life." ”

This sentence made the entire martial arts training field boil, and the audience applauded.

There are confrontations, gambling curses, life and death duels, and life fights, which are more exciting and more exciting than fighting.

Jiang Lian Haoyuan was full of true energy, and the majestic and mighty breath erupted, and the tall and straight figure was immediately like a towering mountain, and the momentum was compelling.

He was waiting for Wu Fan's attack, because the defensive sword technique could just restrain Wu Fan's sword technique.

"I heard that Jiang Lianhao is one of the best among the young geniuses in the Central Domain, although this Wu Fan is powerful, he is definitely not his opponent. "In the competition area, a young genius said.

"Wu Fan really doesn't know the height of the sky, although he defeated Bi Xian and Wei Yu in a row, but in front of a real kendo master, he will inevitably be deflated, if you don't believe it, you will see it immediately. ”

"Jiang Lianhao said just now that Wu Fan will be knocked out of the sword competition platform within three moves, I think it's okay, he is too powerful. ”

"I'll just think one move is enough, the ninth level of the Sword Sect, that's the person who is about to step into the Sword Saint realm!"

The competition area and the audience area are full of discussions and opinions, and the same is true for the people on the top floor of the attic.

In addition to Qianxunxue, the other beauties to be married in the Wuzhou Thousand Clan all cast their wonderful eyes on Jiang Lianhao, expecting him to pick off Wu Fan with a sword.

Qian Shuxiong in the VIP seat in the audience area had a hideous face, staring at Wu Fan with gritted teeth. Wu Fan won two consecutive victories, which made him so angry that he was angry, this time the Sword Saint disciple from the Central Domain went out, and it was best to cripple Wu Fan with a sword.

If the enemy does not move, he will not be able to find the flaws in his body, so he needs to be forced to make a move, and there will be flaws in his moves.

"What a master!" Wu Fan praised, his blood surged, and a monstrous battle intent rose, because the person standing in front of him was a real kendo master, worthy of fighting.

It doesn't matter where you rank, but sharpening your kendo is meaningful and valuable!

"The twenty-fourth style of the Breeze Infinite Sword, the high wind and bright festival!"

Wu Fan shrank into inches, took two steps forward, flipped his right hand, and the Storm Sword seemed to let out a low roar, and a sword light exploded in a fan shape.

If you look at it from one side, the sword light forms a gesture of a person, as if greeting the opponent, and it is polite.

Wu Fan didn't want to fight quickly, but took a tentative way to force Jiang Lianhao to make a move and find out the flaws in his swordsmanship.

Jiang Lianhao's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, his gaze was awe-inspiring, shooting out two rays of fine light, and at the same time, his body shook slightly.

With such a slight movement, Jiang Lianhao had already used a wonderful footwork, shrunk into inches, met seven or eight steps, and swiped his right hand.

"The first style of the Golden Snake Phantom Sword, luring the snake out of the hole!"

Jiang Lianhao snorted lightly, and a round of scorching sun suddenly appeared at the tip of the golden light sword, shining brightly and scorching. This round of scorching sun seems to be shining in the sky, but it is actually moving rapidly, but the speed is too fast for the human eye to distinguish.

As the name suggests, the trick of luring the snake out of the hole must be spring back to the earth, the sun is shining, the temperature rises, and the hibernating snake will come out of the hole to feed.

When Wu Fan launched the attack, a flaw had already been revealed in Jiang Lianhao's eyes, since he boasted of Haikou and knocked Wu Fan down from the sword table in three moves, then the response move must be accurate and ruthless.

The Golden Snake Phantom Sword Technique is an emperor-level top-grade technique, supplemented by the ninth-level sword realm of the Sword Sect, even if it is the first type to lure the snake out of the hole, the power that erupts is enough to destroy the heavens and the earth.

When a round of scorching sun came to his face, he not only dissolved Wu Fan's sword moves halfway, but also descended at a terrifying speed, melting gold and iron, devouring everything.

"Oops!" Wu Fan secretly shouted, it was too late to dodge at this time, so he had to make a move.

"The Eleventh Form of the Breeze Infinite Sword, the Storm!"

Wu Fan urged the true qi all over his body, and the true balloon body like a star in the sea of dantian qi rotated at high speed, and as the frightening wind sword struck out, the true qi surged wildly.

A four-rank forbidden formation that was casually constructed instantly shrouded the scorching sun that attacked.

Jiang Lianhao seemed to sense that the scorching sun that shot out had encountered a blockage, and stopped in mid-air for a moment, and a trace of bad premonition arose in his heart.

Sure enough, the next moment, it suddenly darkened in mid-air, giving people the feeling of torrential rain.

The scorching sun gradually became dim, as if surrounded by rain, and in a breath of time, it was completely extinguished.

"Golden Snake Phantom Sword Tenth Style, Buddha's Mouth Snake Heart!"

The opportunity is rare, and while Wu Fan's move has just come out, and before he can accept it, Jiang Lianhao immediately struck another sword.

"The eighth style of the Breeze Infinite Sword, there are all kinds of styles!"

Like a full moon treasure book, hanging high in Wu Fan's mind, Wu Fan has already seen the opportunity, one move is not old, and another move is made.

"Golden Snake Phantom Sword Sixth Style, Cup Bow Snake Shadow!"

"The third style of the Breeze Infinite Sword, the wind blows the snow away!"

On the sword competition platform, the two of them came and went, boom boom, explosions sounded one after another, and various visions of heaven and earth were presented in turn, fighting heartily and thrillingly.

At the same time, this fierce and wonderful sword competition, the sword intent is profound, and the sword path imagery created is myriad, which makes the spectators addicted, and they can't take their eyes off it, staring at the sword table, for fear that the battle will be divided in an instant, and they are afraid of missing a wonderful moment in the meantime.

He had been fighting for twenty or thirty rounds, and suddenly, Jiang Lianhao seemed to realize something, he jumped high, and his figure fell gracefully on the corner of the sword table.

Standing quietly, Jiang Lianhao stopped making moves, as if he was stupid.

Wu Fan was just about to continue to draw his sword, but seeing that the other party had fallen into an evil spirit, Shengsheng withdrew his sword momentum and stumbled.

"I'm sorry, I forgot to win three moves, so I should admit defeat and never step into the Western Regions for half a step for life. ”

Jiang Lianhao's face was pale, his expression was lonely, and he seemed to be suffering boundless pain.

Yes, he is the little disciple that Gou Rui Sword Saint in the Central Region admires the most, although Gou Sword Saint did not say that he will not accept new disciples, but at Gou Sword Saint's age, he is obviously a closed disciple.

Jiang Lianhao, who had never doubted his kendo realm and kendo talent, felt like the end had come at this time. He has a new discovery, the belief he has established since childhood, when it collapses in an instant, it turns out to be the feeling of the end of the world.

"Wu Fan, I lost, I will keep my oath. ”

Jiang Lianhao raised his hand, and as he spoke, a flying sword suddenly condensed under his feet, floating up.

"Ten years later, I will defeat you in three moves, Wu Fan, you wait. ”

Jiang Lianhao's figure became a black dot in the blink of an eye, and it had already flown out ten miles away, leaving this sentence echoing in the air.

"There is no winner or loser?" exclaimed someone in the audience area.

"Why didn't he score, Jiang Lianhao admitted defeat, Wu Fan really didn't use all his strength before, I don't know what his highest level will be. "It's humane again.

Qian Shuxiong stood in the VIP seat in the audience area, his eyes were full of fire, and he said viciously: "This shit is actually like a little strong, no one has been beaten to death yet!"

Wu Fan's amazing strength in the sword path surprised Lao Zheng Shangguan Qinyu and the others, Jiang Lianhao, who had just left, they had already heard from the mouths of others that he was a ninth-level kendo genius of the Sword Sect.

Recently, because there are a lot of cultivation resources, everyone in Pangu's tears has been brave and diligent, but now it seems that Wu Fan's strength has improved so fast that he can't catch up.

Cheng Qiuyun, Song Qianmin and other women were in tears, and even Shangguan Qinyu, who has always been an iceberg beauty, showed excitement on her beautiful face.

"It seems that Peng Fugui of Xuanmeng Sect, although he is also a ninth level of the Sword Sect, should not be Wu Fan's opponent. "On the coffee table on the top floor of the attic, the Great Elder of the Immortal Wind Dao Bone stroked his beard with one hand.

"The sixth elder knows people, this Wu Fan is talented, and he is not wrong. Patriarch Qian Dongchuan nodded.

"That's what my granddaughter Xiaoxue told me, this Wu Fan was in Lingxiao Academy, some stories of fighting with people, with my experience, I found that he should be a rare talent. "The six elders are honest and sincere, and there is no trace of pride.

The patriarch and the six elders are all people who have cultivated to a high level of realm, but in the way of the sword, they are nothing more than the seventh, eighth, and ninth levels of the Sword Sect. It is important to know that the most important thing to improve kendo is talent and understanding, and the cultivation realm is high, which does not mean that the kendo realm is also high.

Otherwise, there would be more Sword Saints in the Qiming Continent than there were dogs on the streets.

"I didn't expect this mountain boy, but he has some real skills, but he is from a humble background, otherwise he would be a good man. Qian Shumin leaned against the railing and muttered to himself.

In the open space in front of the attic, hundreds of young geniuses were silent at this time, looking at each other, each weighing in their hearts whether they would be able to fight with Wu Fan.

On the sword competition platform, Wu Fan already knew that there must be people who came up to challenge, so he simply did not give up being the master of the ring, waiting for other young geniuses to stand up.

"Okay, Wu Fan, your strength is strong, I will meet you for a while, and you should learn swordsmanship. ”

Lu Zheng, who is regarded as the top genius in the Western Regions, if he does not fight, he will inevitably be gossiped about later, and at this time he flew up to the sword platform and challenged Wu Fan.

The next competition, although slightly less intense, was equally exciting.

In the seventh round, Wu Fan knocked Lu Zheng off the sword table. The top student of the sixth year of Gao Si Academy was defeated, and it seemed very relaxed, because the disciples of the Sword Saint were not enough to see in front of Wu Fan, so there was no need for him to be entangled.

Peng Fugui came to power, and the top ten geniuses on the list of the Overlord Western Regions were knocked to the ground by Wu Fan in only three rounds.

In order not to damage his reputation, he was ridiculed as timid as a crow (note: the arc fire crow of the Qiming Continent is more timid than a mouse, so the idiom describes it like this), Long Zhihan and Hua Wenxing all came to the stage to challenge before and after, and were defeated by Wu Fan in three or two rounds.

With no other challengers, Wu Fan deservedly won the first place in the kendo competition.

Subsequently, a small number of other young geniuses, such as Lu Zheng, Xian Yusong, Long Zhihan, Hua Wenxing and others, continued to play several rounds of ring matches in order to determine the rankings, and the final ranking was decided.

The middle-aged referee and several other monks who were in charge of the organization of the kendo tournament summoned the top 100 young geniuses to gather at the sword competition.

Because, the most anticipated and exciting beauties to be married are about to begin.

"Miss Qian, the head of the five golden flowers, will definitely throw the hydrangea to Wu Fan, it goes without saying. Someone judged.

"Chihiro Xue, who ranks second, is more beautiful and moving, and it depends on how Wu Fan chooses. "Another humane.

Such speculation unexpectedly appeared among some viewers, and many viewers even quarreled over it.

On the top floor of the attic, the warbler sings and dances, and the literary and artistic dance troupe of Wuzhou Qianshi goes up to perform songs and dances, which are graceful and colorful, and beautiful.

Eighty-seven beauties, excited and noisy, held the hydrangea with their names and signatures written on the yellow ribbon and held them tightly in their hands to prevent others from seeing what was written.

The link of choosing a husband is about to begin, once the point is hit, worthy of the wishful husband, the family must pick a good day, hold a wedding, hold a banquet, and entertain relatives and friends from all parties.