"Okay, since we can't use cultivation to compete in strength, then we will compete in the square. Wu Fan said, landed slowly, and stood on a table of eight immortals, with the jade tree in the wind.

In the middle of the square, many monks in the vicinity have evacuated one after another, making room for the competition.

Jiang Lianhao smiled slightly, raised his eyes to look at Long Zhihan, and the two tacitly slapped each other to show encouragement, and then Jiang Lianhao walked out of the middle court.

Long Zhihan jumped on a table, brushed the ground and pulled out the sword, the sword in his hand pointed forward, Yuan Yu Yuezhi, the bearing of a kendo master, nodded to Wu Fan.

"Sword Master Level 3 Pang Dujun, you're welcome, you can make a move. Long Zhihan's face was full of confidence, and he said with contempt.

His own cultivation realm was far inferior to the two young instructors of Sanqing Academy, but in the way of the sword, he had an incomparable advantage.

does not use cultivation strength, just swordsmanship fighting, and Wu Fan is not afraid.

On the Purple Qi Peak of the Main Altar of the Star Divine Sect, Wu Fan defeated the seven or eight monks who besieged him with his fighting skills, and now it was nothing more than a sword competition, and there was not much difference.

Taeyeon and the others were quite nervous, because Wu Fan's opponent, Long Zhihan, obviously took advantage of his sword mastery to take advantage of Wu Fan's third-level disadvantage.

And Wei Tao, Ling Huyue and others, because they had seen Wu Fan defeat all kinds of geniuses with swordsmanship at the kendo conference where Wuzhou Qian's husband was selected, so they were quite confident in him. Only Shangguan Qinyu, seeing Wu Fan and people fighting with their lives, had already thrown his jealousy out of the clouds, and became worried.

Gu Liangxin and Bao Weizi are breezy and calm, and Wu Fan's self-confidence and heroism seem to be infectious, so that the two of them, who are beautiful and captivating, do not have the slightest nervousness and worry.

Jiang Feifei couldn't imagine that Pang Hai, who was originally unknown in Lingxiao Academy, was now a human being, and he was already a genius all over the world, a domain overseer, and he couldn't figure it out for a while.

The sword in Long Zhihan's hand suddenly flickered, and he sent a feint sword to Wu Fan.

There is no doubt that he did not want to strike first, but to lure the snake out of the hole and let Wu Fan attack, in order to discover his flaws so that he could deliver a fatal blow.

The frightening sword in Wu Fan's hand rose in response, as expected, and did not block the incoming sword, but attacked the dragon's cold ribs, forcing him to return to the sword to defend.

This is a real swordsmanship competition, which does not use true qi or danqi at all, and purely wins with swordsmanship.

The two of them moved left and right on the two adjacent tables, and their figures were dazzling with such speed.

In Wu Fan's mind, the Wind and Moon Treasure was like a full moon, showing Long Zhihan's offensive line very clearly, as if slowing down the motion. Therefore, Wu Fan swung his sword to block, or stabbed and chopped, calmly and unhurriedly, always anticipating the enemy's opportunity first, so that Long Zhihan was left and right.

Long Zhihan is worthy of being a second-rate sect, and he has used a high-level body method, stepping on the gossip direction, and he is extremely fast. Wu Fan sometimes attacked continuously like a storm, and he was able to avoid it at the last moment, although he was a little embarrassed.

Wu Fan smiled secretly in his heart, he was not in a hurry to win, and he also used a whirlwind to slow down the attack, so that he could take a good time.

At this moment, all the people watching the battle had already understood that Wu Fan's swordsmanship was so exquisite, and it was only a matter of time before Long Zhihan was defeated.

"Gossip descends the dragon sword, and the three talents are killed-"

Long Zhihan shouted, and used his own swordsmanship skills, blocking Wu Fan at the same time, and the sword light shrouded him, vowing to make Wu Fan unable to escape, and there was no way to avoid it.

"Tiangang Tai'a Sword Third Style, see flowers in the fog!"

Wu Fan was not in a hurry, his body was like a loach, he did not retreat but advanced, calmly avoided the sword blade, and with a flick of his wrist, he shot out tens of thousands of sword lights.

The sword moves are virtual and real, but only one sword is straight to the throat of the dragon's cold. Long Zhihan didn't expect Wu Fan to be able to launch an attack under his own killer moves, so he was caught off guard and retreated again and again.

The blade of the sword swept past Long Zhihan's throat, and then a strand of long hair floated up, and Long Zhihan was shocked and pale. Wu Fan's frightening sword, the tip of the sword shining with cold light, cut off a strand of his hair, and almost split his throat.

"Good swordsmanship!"

"Awesome, awesome!"

The crowd of onlookers erupted in enthusiastic cheers, Wu Fan's elegant figure and swift swordsmanship made people fascinated.

All sects and factions in the Qiming Continent have exquisite swordsmanship, and some of them are quite high-grade, but because they have attached great importance to improving their cultivation realm for many years, they have not worked much on swordsmanship skills.

Since you can use your cultivation strength in swordsmanship and fight with your strength, the subtlety of swordsmanship naturally has little effect.

Under the attack of this sword, Long Zhihan was forced to retreat, unstable and fell between the two tables. Wu Fan was shocked, shrunk into inches, and pointed a sword at Long Zhihan's throat, and the tip of the sword pierced into the skin.

"Don't move, if you do, your throat will pierce. Wu Fan warned.

Feeling the cold touch coming from his throat, the cold soul of the dragon flew out of the sky, and he was terrified, and said, "Don't, don't kill me!"

"Do you admit defeat?" Wu Fan asked coldly.

"Admit defeat, I admit defeat!" Long Zhihan said busily.

Wu Fan put away his sword and stepped back, looking towards the tip of the sword, a drop of blood slipped from the tip of the sword, slashing across the sword body, Wu Fan blew lightly, and that drop of blood floated up and turned into a small piece of blood mist.

"Waste, don't hurry up and admit your mistake to Pang Dujun!" On the rostrum, Long Kui, the head of the Yulong family, shouted loudly and scolded.

Long Zhihan got up from the ground, his face flushed, put away his sword, made a gesture at Wu Fan, and turned to leave.

"Jiang Lianhao, you are the junior disciple of the Sword Saint of the Central Domain, but you are quite conceited about your sword realm, how about you come up and compare?" Wu Fan was still unsatisfied, and challenged Jiang Lianhao.

"Okay, let you see the real way of the sword, lest you see no one in your eyes and treat the heroes of the world as nothing. Jiang Lianhao replied loudly.

Everyone looked at it, Jiang Lianhao's figure didn't seem to move, but he had already boarded the table, strode away, and walked in the direction of Wu Fan.

Jiang Lianhao has short hair, wears a white robe, has a face like a crown of jade, has a resolute expression, and holds a golden sword, looking chic and elegant.

In front of the heroes of the world, in front of everyone's eyes, he was named and challenged, if he took the initiative to admit defeat, don't say that his face is dull, and don't mix in the rivers and lakes in the future.

Moreover, once the heart of cultivation falls into the demonic obstacle, it will be difficult to jump out in the future, and it is very likely that there will be no progress in the comprehension of the Dao, and the opportunity to preach the Tao will be lost. Such a hopeless future would be more difficult for a haughty monk than to kill him.

Not to mention, the reputation of the disciple of the Sword Saint of the Central Domain cannot be ruined in one fell swoop, otherwise it will make the master's face disgraced.

"Lian Hao, in the face of a strong enemy, we must guard against arrogance and rashness, learn from swordsmanship, win or lose inherently, do not take victory as pride, do not take defeat as discouragement, gain something, comprehend, is victory, and must not lose the heart of seeking the Tao. ”

On the rostrum, the Sword Saint of the Middle Domain, Gou Rui, knew that his disciples were bound to fight, so he stood up and said earnestly.

Wu Fan's swordsmanship is so skillful, and against his disciples, the victory is gratifying, and the defeat is also gratifying, Gou Jiansheng is afraid that his disciples will collapse after being hit.

"Gou Jiansheng loves his little disciple the most, and he passed on the sword he relied on to become famous, the golden light sword of the immortal weapon to the little disciple Jiang Lianhao!"

"The Golden Light Sword is ranked within a thousand on the "Immortal Weapon List", which can be described as a famous sword, but it is only a test of swordsmanship, and it cannot exert real combat power. Someone else shouted.

The magic weapons that can enter the list must not only be of high grade, but also refined by famous high-level refiners, and the artifact spirits created are extraordinary and have excellent combat power.

When Wu Fan fought against Jiang Lianhao at the Wuzhou Qian's Kendo Conference, Jiang Lianhao used this golden light sword. His frightening sword has reached the lower grade of immortal weapons, and the grade is a little worse, but in the sword competition, the difference is too obvious.

Jiang Lianhao and Wu Fan stood facing each other, concentrating, staring at Wu Fan's eyes, as if they wanted to read the sword intent he was about to fight from Wu Fan's eyes.

"Make a move, the world's kung fu, only fast is not broken, it is nothing more than to see whose sword is fast. Wu Fan said lightly.

"Below the Sword Saint realm, I have only lost to one person, and his name is Wu Fan. Jiang Lianhao said in a deep voice.

In the crowd watching the battle, Wei Tao, Ling Huyue, Cheng Qiuyun and others were shocked, thinking that Jiang Lianhao had discovered Wu Fan's true identity.

"Really? Congratulations, you're going to meet the second one today. Wu Fan smiled slightly.

"There is another person, his kendo realm is not bad, I haven't tried it with him yet, he is Xue Ba, the young sect leader of the White Lotus Society. The speed of his sword moves, in my opinion, is not slower than yours. Jiang Lianhao ignored Wu Fan's ridicule and continued.

"So, below the Sword Saint realm, Mr. Jiang only has three opponents, and he has comprehended a lot of kendo in recent times, so he seems confident that he can defeat Wu Fan?" Wu Fan said.

"That time, I competed with Wu Fan with all my strength, I praised Haikou, and I wanted to defeat him in three moves, because I exceeded the three supers, and the winner was not yet distinguished, so I didn't really lose to him. Jiang Lianhao said with a hint of pride.

"Oh, what kind of Wu Fan are you talking about, I met him once, and I fought with him for hundreds of rounds, you don't know, we had a draw. Because they are equal to each other, they can't tell the winner if they fight for three days and three nights. Wu Fan said nonsense.

"Hmm?" Jiang Lianhao's face showed surprise, and he said, "You have fought with him for hundreds of rounds?" This is very likely, because his kendo realm is not much different from yours. What is strange to me is that in recent years, the world has changed, how can the monks who are not in the realm of kendo high, but who are powerful, become so many. ”

"As the saying goes, there's nothing new under the sun. My kendo realm is low, but I have comprehended a little more of the way of time and space, and I can overcome the slow with the fast, and that's it, it is enough to make up for the shortcomings of my kendo. Wu Fan said again.

"Well, you have a very reasonable point, the way of time and space, it seems that I need to practice diligently in the future and comprehend a little more. Jiang Lianhao said with rare modesty.

"Then are you willing to admit defeat?" Wu Fan didn't want to continue to talk to Jiang Lianhao at all, and said a little impatiently.

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

Jiang Lianhao's figure shook slightly, and he shouted, and thousands of golden sword lights suddenly shot out from the tip of the golden light sword, like a round of scorching sun, radiant and dazzling.

Against a strong enemy, Jiang Lianhao still used the master's swordsmanship stunt Golden Snake Phantom, this set of swordsmanship is an emperor-level top-grade technical combat method, supplemented by the ninth-level sword realm of the Sword Sect, which is naturally exquisite.

It's a pity that the picture displayed in the Fengyue Treasure Book seems to have a filtering function, so it won't be dazzling. Wu Fan saw Jiang Lianhao's clear sword path, easily swung his sword to block, and swung the opponent's incoming sword away.

With a flip of his right hand, Wu Fan stabbed out a sword, and the sixth style of Tiangang Tai'a Sword pierced the sky, quickly and incoherently, and went straight to Jiang Lianhao's chest.

"Boom-" Jiang Lianhao didn't have time to respond, she retreated again and again, stepping on the edge of a table, which was cocked and almost overturned.

Fortunately, Jiang Lianhao's footwork is exquisite, his reaction is quick, and between the lightning and flint, his figure has floated to the latter table.

Wu Fan was unforgiving, one move Tiangang Tai'a Sword Seventh Style, the sunset of the long river, and the castration was powerful, enveloping Jiang Lianhao's whole body.

"The fifth style of the Golden Snake Phantom Sword, the pen walks the dragon snake!"

Jiang Lianhao was not afraid of danger, and changed his moves in time, which was able to defuse Wu Fan's offensive, which shows that the disciple of the Sword Saint has a very strong psychological quality.

Although it is a little embarrassing, as long as you persist, you will have a chance to turn defeat into victory. Jiang Lianhao firmly believes this.

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