Seeing that Qian Beixuan was about to grab Ye Fan in his hand, but at this moment, Ye Fan's body twisted out a strange arc, and escaped from Qian Beixuan's five fingers.

Qian Beixuan was surprised, turned to look at Ye Fan, who was already four meters away, and couldn't understand how Ye Fan escaped.

The surrounding guests were also full of surprise, especially those who thought that Ye Fan couldn't survive ten moves...... Now, Ye Fan has dodged to a spacious place, then, can he dodge ten more moves!?

Or is it another twenty moves!?

If that's the case, then Qian Beixuan will lose.

Qian Beixuan naturally didn't want this kind of thing to happen, his face turned a little cold, and he snorted heavily:

"Hmph, it seems that I underestimate you, yes, I have survived ten strokes, and if I have the ability, I will try ten more strokes. ”

Heh, with a very remarkable tone, it seems that taking down Ye Fan is just a matter of getting caught.

Ye Fan couldn't stand this tone the most, and really wanted to stab him twice, but he couldn't hold back when the words came to his mouth, there was no need to compete with him for the speed of his tongue, just wasting saliva.

Qian Beixuan walked towards Ye Fan again, and after taking two steps, he couldn't be as calm as before, so he immediately pounced.

It's not the previous move of an eagle catching chickens, it's sharper, and it has a lot more flavor of killing.

This should be in earnest!

It's a pity that moving really can't solve the problem, Ye Fan is still the same as before, constantly dodging, dodging Qian Beixuan's pounces again and again.

“15。 ”

“16。 ”

“17。 ”

Before I knew it, seven more moves passed.

Qian Beixuan was in a hurry, but it was useless to be anxious.

“19。 ”

“20。 ”

There are only 10 moves left of 30 moves!

But up to this moment, Qian Beixuan hadn't even touched the corner of Ye Fan's clothes.

How so!?

Is this little rabbit turned into a loach? Why can't you catch it?

“23。 ”

“24。 ”

After four more moves, there are only six moves left.

At this time, Qian Beixuan was already anxious, and his face was a little distorted.

He was like a mad dog, chasing Ye Fan to pounce, and even had the intention of killing him between his moves, but Ye Fan dodged left and right, and the route and timing of the dodge were very exquisite, as if he was holding Qian Beixuan's nose and slipping in circles.

“29。 ”

"30, the tricks are full, the two of you can stop. ”

Qian Beixuan and Ye Fan gathered their bodies and looked at each other a few meters apart.

Before thinking about it, Qian Beixuan looked like he was awesome, and he couldn't say 30 tricks in a lifetime, but now, his face was blue and white, and the corners of his eyes and eyelids kept jumping, as if he had fallen into a century-old pit.

Wasn't it tricky before, but now go on!!

The guests around looked at the two of them with complicated expressions, and they didn't know what to say, in short, no one expected this to be the result, since they really survived 30 moves.

Ye Fan spoke, and said with a light smile: "Thank you for agreeing, 30 moves have passed, bring the Cold Moon Sword immediately!"

“……”

The corners of Qian Beixuan's mouth twitched, and he felt that the sight around him was scraping like a knife on his old face, and his face had been lost......

You can't do this, you have to find a way to save face.

The thoughts in Qian Beixuan's mind flickered, and he suddenly said:

"Don't worry, I'll give you the Cold Moon Sword, but will it end like this?"

Ye Fan's eyes shrank slightly, and he asked, "What do you mean?"

"There's always a win or a loss between you and me, right?"

"Heh, you mean, do you want to keep fighting?"

"Of course, the appointment of 30 moves just promised to return the Cold Moon Sword to you, but it didn't mean that it was over. ”

"Then, you can kill me later, the 30-trick covenant is bullshit, that's the idea. ”

"Since you've found this place, aren't you ready to clean up, I don't think you're a three-year-old. ”

"Hahaha!"

Ye Fan let out a loud laugh and scolded directly: "It's really shameless, you have lived to this age, have you always been so shameless, no wonder you live in the Tiantian Lan Sect, you are going to eat and drink here to death." ”

"You're looking for death!"

Qian Beixuan was furious, his face was full of fierceness, and he was about to pounce on Ye Fan.

"Where to stand honestly for Lao Tzu!"

Ye Fan shouted loudly, his voice shook the sky, and his eyes were like a sharp sword out of the sheath, staring at Qian Beixuan so much that he didn't dare to raise his feet.

He then went on to say, word by word:

"Give you face, don't be shameless, do you really think you can rely on the old and sell the old?

"You ......"

Qian Beixuan was so angry that he was scolded by Ye Fan, and he wanted to say two tough words, but he couldn't find the words for a while.

At this time, Zhao Haomiao on the sidelines quietly threw a look at the boss of a sect.

The latter understood, immediately coughed dryly, and said:

"Young man, don't open your mouth and scold, from my bystander's point of view, Qian Lao didn't do anything wrong, he didn't take you down within 30 moves, so he happily promised to give you the Leng Yue Sword, but this has nothing to do with the outcome of the game, let's talk about it, am I right?"

Immediately, there was a chorus of echo, as if Ye Fan had done something wrong.

It's ridiculous!

Ye Fan knew that they were making accounts for the tiger, even if he had two more mouths, he couldn't say that there were a mouthful of mouths around him.

It's just a nest of snakes and rats!

He sneered disdainfully, and said slowly:

"Okay, you're all right, you are Ming Dali, people who know how to wag a dog's tail, I can't tell you, are you satisfied?"

"What are you talking about......

Without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, Ye Fan stared at this person coldly and said:

"Shut up Lao Tzu, do you have a part to speak? This is my business with Qian Beixuan, what does it have to do with you? Don't twitter like a mother-in-law, if you have the ability, you can come down, I'll play with you, you can also brag, allow me 30 moves, 40 moves, etc., come, come down, don't just scream on the side. ”

“……”

This person was dumbfounded, and he didn't dare to end up, the reason was very simple: Qian Beixuan couldn't win Ye Fan at any age, his strength was not as good as Qian Beixuan, and he would definitely be as embarrassed as Qian Beixuan.

Just when Ye Fan was drinking and buying this person, Zhao Haomiao had already made a look at Qian Beixuan, and his right hand made a slashing gesture imperceptibly.

Qian Beixuan understood and nodded slightly.

Ye Fan had already looked at him and said coldly: "Even if you want to continue playing, then you have to fulfill your promise first, bring the Cold Moon Sword, and then go back and decide the winner." ”

"What's the hurry, the Cold Moon Sword will give it to you, decide the winner first. ”

After speaking, Qian Beixuan pounced on Ye Fan.

It's shameless, just do it!

Even if you win, will you be very dignified!?

Ye Fan's eyes were already filled with murderous intent, this kind of untrustworthy person was not worth believing at all, and it could even be concluded that Qian Beixuan had no intention of returning Leng Yuejian at all, and the reason why he agreed before was that he thought that Ye Fan could be leveled, so he agreed so happily.

How did he know that things were out of his judgment, and he immediately showed an ugly face!

You can't be polite at all when dealing with this kind of person, so let's stop evil with evil!

(End of chapter)