Chihiro Yuki, the head of the three female demons, and Fei Yu, the second female demon master, were sitting on the bench at this time, waiting for the duel to begin. Between them, they also made a bet, Qianxun Xue bet on Wu Fan Sheng, Shi Feiyu bet on Wei Peiying, and the color head was a thousand spirit crystals.

A thousand spirit crystals, how heroic the children of this family are!

The master brother Yu Tingsong and the senior sister Xiang Huarong of Lingxiao Academy were much better treated than the teaching staff, and someone moved the tables and chairs to let the two of them sit down, and a basin of spiritual spring water was placed on the table to make the surrounding air cool and moist.

"It's been almost a month, and this guy hasn't sent gifts yet, if we die on the stage, won't we suffer?" Senior brother Yu Tingsong was handsome, elegant and said with a smile.

"If he gives it, we have to return the gift, and if he doesn't give it, there is no need to return the gift, and it is not necessarily a loss. "Senior sister Xiang Huarong is wearing a purple dress, her posture can be regarded as first-class, and the kind of temperament that looks down on the world and is self-respecting makes people feel ashamed.

Bao Bokai and Davidson greeted Xi Lanzhi and congratulated Wu Fan on his victory, but they didn't want to be too hypocritical, they hugged Wu Fan and patted Wu Fan on the back, wishing him good luck.

Ruan Yuewei was in front, Chu Zhongxia, Zhou Ziyuan, and Yun Feiyang were behind, and their group squeezed over from the crowd.

"Wu Fan, do you really want to go to the stage to duel? Can't you give up?" Ruan Yuewei asked again and again as soon as she walked in front of Wu Fan. On her icy face, there was not only anxiety, but also sadness.

Chu Zhongxia and Zhou Ziyuan's expressions were also a look of farewell to Wu Fanjue, and they set off from the third hall together and came to the Qiming Continent to study. Only the clouds were flying, his expression was cloudy, and when he looked at Wu Fan, his eyes flashed with fear.

"Wu Fan, you should have a chance to win. Yun Feiyang said nonsense that even he didn't believe, and his eyes wandered.

"Ruan Yuewei, and the three of you, don't be so sad, we have to go back to the third hall together when we have a holiday. Wu Fan said with a smile on his face.

Under the eyes of Lao Zheng, Qian Shuyue, Cheng Qiuyun, Ruan Yuewei and others, Wu Fan stepped onto the stage of life and death, and then slowly walked to the middle of the stage.

He's a freshman, but that doesn't mean he's afraid of his seniors.

This time it is a duel of life and death, using your own strength to fight, unless it is absolutely necessary, you will use the ability to shuttle space. If you don't push yourself and blindly use the method of shuttling to meet the enemy when facing the enemy, you will never be able to make progress.

Since he was able to kill a sixth-level sword master, he could defeat an eighth-level sword master, not to mention that he had already stepped into the ranks of second-level sword masters. Of course, Wu Fan has this confidence, otherwise he would not have ascended to the stage of life and death.

"I heard that he was a second-level swordsman, so he really dared to go to the stage to duel, his courage was commendable, his courage was commendable. "Offstage, there is humanity.

"I see that he sees death as home, and it seems that he is ready to die, and he doesn't want to live in the first place. "It's humane again.

"Come on, he killed someone's brother, one life is worth one life, it's worth it. ”

"I have to say, he is still a heroic man. ”

Pang Hai, Geng Shaohua and the others stood together, with mixed feelings. On the same day, Wei Peixiong was killed by Wu Fan with a sword, which brought boundless shock to Geng Shaohua and the rest of his teammates. Although Pang Hai didn't witness it with his own eyes, he was beaten so embarrassed by Wu Fan, and after listening to his teammates talk about the scene at that time, he knew that he was not wronged when he was defeated by Wu Fan.

This Wu Fan is the remnant of the Xuankong Sect, and if he grows up, he will definitely be a huge threat to the Star Divine Sect. Pang Hai had already reported this information to the elders of the sect, and made a review and self-criticism for not being able to kill the old enemy.

"He is only the cultivation of a second-level swordsman, and he can kill a sixth-level swordsman, who knows if he will create a miracle and defeat an eighth-level swordsman. This is what Pang Hai and Geng Shaohua and the rest of their teammates think.

As long as people like them who have witnessed Wu Fan's skills with their own eyes, they will not despise them.

In a six-story tower not far from the square, although the window on the top floor of the building is slightly dim, the solemn expressions of several elders are still clear.

The old man with short black hair was Inspector Sheng of Lingxiao Academy, Mi Wuguo, the head of the Department of Swordsmanship, the head of the Department of Spiritual Strength, Manfeng, the assistant supervisor, and a division elder, a total of five people, all talking softly.

"A second-level swordsman, unless it is a sudden sneak attack, it is absolutely impossible to kill a sixth-level swordsman. "The support of the spiritual power department said.

"Even if it's a sneak attack, it's impossible!" said Elder Si, one of the top ten elders of Ling Xiao Academy.

"But what I heard happened, it was Wei Peixiong, a sixth-level sword master, who attacked Wu Fan first. "The head of the swordsmanship department has no aisle.

"You say, this Wu Fan, is he a kendo wizard?" Sheng Inspector said.

"I hope he's a kendo wizard, and if he survives to step down, he must be recruited into our swordsmanship department. "The head of the swordsmanship department has no aisle.

Wu Fan stood still behind Wei Peiying, clasped his fists and saluted: "Senior Wei, at that time, your brother attacked me with a sneak attack, and I killed him out of desperation, and his teammates can confirm it." ”

Wei Peiying didn't answer for a long time, and after a period of silence, he slowly stood up, turned around, and shot at Wu Fan with two extremely sharp eyes.

Wei Peiying, who was dressed in a green robe, was not tall, but on her thin face, there was no wave in the ancient well, her breath was restrained, and her expression was cold. On his right arm, a black belt was wrapped, apparently to commemorate the death of his brother.

It can be said that the death of his younger brother Wei Peixiong is a great shame that the Xiling Wei family, as a half-immortal gatekeeper, has not had for many years.

"Only when you die can you prove everything you say. Wei Peiying finally spoke.

"Okay, then let's make a move!" Wu Fan stepped back more than ten feet, stood opposite Wei Peiying, and said. When the other party said this, no matter how reasonable he is, it is meaningless.

Wei Peiying had just come out of Wu Fan's good words, his arms were already outstretched, and the long sword behind him was unsheathed, cutting through the sky and roaring up.

All the audience watched as the long sword soared in the air and disappeared into the sky. However, in the blink of an eye, there was a loud rumbling sound, and the long sword went and returned, but it turned into a super giant sword and slashed down at Wu Fan head.

This is the means of the eighth-level sword master, the sword heart has no regrets, the spirit of the sword, and his mind, absorbing countless spiritual energy in the air, wrapped in the sword body, making the whole sword, showing a super huge volume, carrying a majestic and vast momentum of splitting mountains and seas, launching a terrifying attack on the enemy.

As soon as the long sword behind Wei Peiying left its sheath, Wu Fan already sensed a huge threat coming, and immediately drew out the Storm Sword.

"The twenty-second style of the Breeze Infinite Sword, no wind and waves!"

Wu Fan shouted, a sword slashed out, and a sword light slashed through the air, rolling up the air, tearing sharply, causing the air to explode. Immediately, the aura between heaven and earth gathered rapidly, like a whirlpool.

The sky above Wu Fan and Wei Peiying's heads seemed to be shrouded in a round of black holes, aura black holes, and aura only came out, and as far as the eye could see, it was a silver sphere. In fact, this is the space constructed by Wu Fan's sword, the space with the forbidden formation.

Wei Peiying's giant sword just fell into this silver sphere, and it no longer landed. When Wu Fan's sword move was old and he was standing upright, the giant sword seemed to be hit by a huge elastic force, and it shot out with a buzzing sound.

The audience looked at this scene and were puzzled, Wu Fan just understated it, and easily intercepted Wei Peiying's unstoppable sword, and they all didn't believe their eyes.

Wei Peiying's face also showed a look of confusion, but he didn't have time to think about it, his right hand stretched out, the long sword flew back, and the hilt fell into the palm of his hand.

"Your sword dao realm, isn't you a second-level swordsman?" Wei Peiying asked coldly.

"Yes, in the past ten days, I have practiced hard day and night, and now I have stepped into the realm of a second-level sword master. Wu Fan said.

"I don't believe it!" Wei Peiying said sharply. Don't say ten days, that is, ten months, it is difficult for a person to complete the road from a second-level swordsman to a second-level swordsman, this is common sense.

"Interesting, this Wu Fan hides his strength, he is in the realm of a sword master. "There is humanity in the audience.

"He is indeed a second-level swordsman, and this sword just now can completely show his true realm. A senior swordsman commented objectively.

"Even if it is a second-level swordsman, but someone is an eighth-level swordsman, it is still the difference between heaven and earth. ”

"That's not necessarily, didn't you see Wu Fan's sword, which is so powerful that it is terrifying?"

"It's dead, it's dead, it's going to be bankrupt this time, and I didn't buy Zhongwu Fan. ”

Lin Youlian, Han Meiling, Qian Shuyue and others, seeing that Wu Fan's first move did not fall into the disadvantage, their nervous hearts that were about to suffocate finally eased.

On the other side of the life and death platform, Lu Luo's heart set off turbulent waves, she had seen Wu Fan's skills, and she did know Wu Fan's swordsmanship, but he was only a second-level swordsman, how could the strength that broke out today be so powerful. In the past few days, she sneaked into Wu Fan's wooden house several times, but she did not see Wu Fan, which annoyed her.

"Heavenly Road Innocent Sword Ninth Style, look at the end of the world!"

Wei Peiying finally understood that the opponent in front of him, the enemy, was not an accidental mistake to kill his younger brother, but a powerful swordsman, an opponent worth faced. He used an ancestor who had stepped into the realm of human immortals, and the family swordsmanship passed down from him, to launch an attack on Wu Fan.

With an elegant turn, Wei Peiying used what he had learned in his life and stabbed out with all his might. This sword, the thirty-six inscriptions of the sword of the heavenly weapon all flashed, turning into thirty-six sword lights, each sword light was as thick as the pillars of the main hall, and the true qi condensed into substance, and slammed into Wu Fan.

"The thirteenth style of the Breeze Infinite Sword, chasing the wind and catching the shadow!"

The sword qi came, Wu Fan did not dodge or dodge, the frightening sword in his hand rose in response, and he picked it up diagonally, and a sword curtain was formed immediately. If you look closely, you can see that the sword curtain is composed of countless sword qi vortices, and all the vortices reflect colorful brilliance in the high-speed rotation, making the whole sword curtain like a beautiful picture.

The thirty-six sword lights that Wei Peiying shot out were thick and mighty, and the momentum was immense, but they dissolved in the sword curtain and finally turned into invisible.

"Impossible, even if Wu Fan's sword path is not weak, his realm is only at the middle level of the Dao Touch!"

"Yes, Wei Peiying is the peak of forgetting the Dao, and he is one order higher than his Triple Realm, why can't he defeat the enemy with one sword?" someone exclaimed.

Many more were preoccupied with the progress of the battle, not realizing that there was anything wrong.

"Heavenly Road Innocent Sword First Style, Throw Stones and Ask for Directions!"

Wei Peiying has no distractions, if he can't make a sword, he will immediately hit another sword, and the power is unstoppable.

"The fifteenth style of the Breeze Immeasurable Sword, ride the wind and waves!"

Wu Fan has the heart to test his sword path, whether it can stand the test of actual combat, and choose the most suitable sword move to break the enemy according to the opponent's sword path.

"Heavenly Road Innocent Sword Tenth Style, Different Paths and the Same Return!"

"The eighteenth style of the Breeze Infinite Sword, the wind and rain are blowing!"

The battle between the two is dazzling and exciting, making people forget that this is a life-and-death duel, and making people indulge in the beauty and profundity of kendo. In particular, most swordsmen and swordsmen were even more shocked by the profundity of the two of them, and carefully observed and studied by comparison, for fear of missing a move.

Such a competition lasted for more than an hour and thousands of rounds.

Moreover, looking at the situation in front of them, the two are evenly matched, and they play heartily when they meet each other. This battle, no matter who wins or loses, will become a legend, a textbook classic battle that will be recited in Lingxiao Academy for many years.