Chapter 63: Deriving the Demons
The scorching aura rushed towards him, making the rusty sword sword intent in his hand condense wildly, until he reached the peak of the second grade, and then he stopped embarrassingly: "Stacking Waves Sword Technique!"
Xiao Fan roared and the rusty sword in his hand burst out, as the sword intent deepened, his understanding of the stacked wave swordsmanship became more and more profound, his right foot stepped heavily on the ground, and a force twisted around his waist was directly transmitted to the rusty sword, and the blade was unbiased on the sharp blade, directly picking it up, and then the sword momentum was continuous like a wave, under this offensive Wang Ping retreated again and again, which could withstand the sharp sword momentum.
"Stacked Wave Sword Seventh Style!" Xiao Fan's body suddenly burst for a while, a sharp sword qi emanated in the body, Wang Ping looked at the rusty sword, there was no fighting intent in his heart, and he rose uncontrollably in his heart, the two looked at each other, Xiao Fan's pale golden eyes shot out of a purple light, directly into Wang Ping's eyes, the brain was suddenly blank, and a hot breath spread out from the inside out, at this moment, a sword light flashed, and the huge human head flew directly with a fountain of blood, and the headless corpse fell straight to the ground and twitched a few times before it was silentγ
"Ping'er!" Wang Yun looked at the bloody scene, his bloodshot eyes were about to pop out, and the whole person staggered up to the high platform, holding Wang Ping's separate head and body, and sat on the ground.
At this time, an old man stood in front of Xiao Fan, as if he was afraid that Wang Yun would attack him in this situation: "Elder Wang, you are also the executor of the rules of this goshawk trial, you should also understand that life and death in the ring are fateful, go down quickly, don't embarrass me." β
Wang Yun burst into tears and cried out loud, this Wang Ping is Wang Yun's only grandson, but he died tragically in front of his eyes, and there are few people who can understand the pain of this white-haired person sending a black-haired person.
Wang Yun clenched his teeth, his wrinkled face was distorted and looked hideous and terrifying, and that hatred wanted to peel Xiao Fan and cramp: "Little brute, you are so ruthless! You don't have to die!"
At this time, Xiao Fan's state was not very good, because of the lack of vitality, the whole person was crumbling as if he would collapse to the ground at any time, even so, he still showed a sneer: "Don't worry about it, I will live well, but the people of the Wang family should be more careful." β
Wang Yun sprayed a mouthful of old blood directly on the ground, rolled his cloudy old eyes, and was directly fainted by Xiao Fan's words.
The old man standing in front of Xiao Fan laughed and touched his beard: "You kid's mouth is very poisonous." β
"Thank you, seniors. Xiao Fan smiled slightly and arched his hand.
"Don't be so polite, I'm also from the Alchemist Association, Mr. Peng has always admired you, and it was an eye-opener to see the old man today. The man paused with a smile and continued: "Look at you like this, it's best to go down first to recover your vitality, the Wang family is watching from the sidelines, don't capsize in the gutter, okay, the old man won't say anything more, let go and do it, you stand behind the Alchemist Association to support you, don't be afraid of anything." β
"Thank you, senior. Xiao Fan arched his hand and watched the old man walk off the high platform before he straightened up, took out a four-grade Huiyuan Pill from the storage ring and swallowed it in one bite, his face slightly recovered a little blood, his eyes closed slightly, and he tried his best to refine the pill swallowed in his stomach.
Seeing this situation, the Wang family jumped directly onto the high platform, glanced at the referee and said directly: "Senior, I want to challenge him, can you start?"
The referee bowed slightly, and the long sword in the man's hand was directly stabbed, apparently not wanting to give Xiao Fan any chance to recover.
The long sword pierced Xiao Fan's chest, and when the distance was only half a meter, Xiao Fan's eyes opened and the purple flames shot directly into the man's eyes, and his body stagnated A sword light flashed in front of him, and when Xiao Fan turned around, the man covered his bloody neck, his face was full of disbelief, his mouth opened and closed and he spat blood and fell straight to the ground.
"Are the people of the Wang family all waste!" Xiao Fan held the rusty sword in his right hand, and the sword intent condensed on his body, looking at the ring and yelling.
The other people of the Wang family had red faces and lowered their heads, and the three heroes of the Wang family were all killed in the ring, which obviously made them so frightened that they didn't dare to speak or even look directly at the ring.
"Haha! The Wang family is also known as one of the seven great families, why does no one dare to stand up and fight against me, a reckless man in the countryside, at this time! This is ridiculous and pathetic!" Xiao Fan seemed to think of Han Xue'er, grief and indignation continued to ferment in his heart, after coming to the national capital, troubles came to the door one after another, first the provocation and assassination of the royal court, and then Wei Yao couldn't help but say that he wanted to take himself away and refine the human pill, and then Qin Hong's threat, and now the Wang family is jumping like a clown, every step is on the line of life and death, and every step is the end of almost dying without a place to be buried, although he has never said it, but these things have always been like a boulder pressing on his heart.
Xiao Fan's golden eyes were gradually covered with bloodshots, the whole person looked crazy, a trace of black qi spread out in the lower abdomen, and the rusty sword in his hand kept wailing: "In this world where strength is respected, where is there any royal law!"
Seeing this, Peng Chong was shocked, and suddenly stood up, and his figure flickered and appeared in the ring: "Xiao Fan, wake up! The road of cultivation itself is a bumpy road, act against the sky, don't be mistaken by the demons!"
"That reckless man in the countryside is murderous! This demon is his retribution!" a young man from the Wang family gritted his teeth and said fiercely.
The people beside him kept echoing: "Yes, the sky is doing it, the sky is watching! As long as he is completely caught in the inner demon, the masters of the Seven Great Academies will definitely not hesitate to kill him!"
The young people of the Wang family swept away the previous decadence and began to get excited, looking forward to the bloody suppression of this hateful country reckless man by the Seven Academies, how could the people of their Wang family have suffered such humiliation in the national capital!
At this time, Xiao Fan's body was completely shrouded in black vitality, exuding a violent aura, which made people feel restless for a while, and his voice came from the black qi: "Old Peng, I'm fine, you go down." β
Peng Chong stood in place and walked either, nor did he stay, he didn't know what to do for a while, the deans of the six major academies glanced at each other, nodded to each other, Yang Liqun's body gushed out, and the terrifying momentum instantly enveloped the entire martial arts arena, making all the trialists' bodies stiffen.
"Ye Wei, you have repeatedly provoked me, and Qi Meng has been seriously injured because of this, come! Come on! Fight with me to life and death!"
Xiao Fan stood in place and watched Ye Wei roar, and the black qi covering his body was also agitated, churning and surging like a dark cloud.
Under the impact of this terrifying momentum, Ye Wei's eyes widened, and his body couldn't help but take two steps back, and he sat down on the ground all of a sudden, but he didn't have the slightest fighting intent in his heart, but he was afraid in his heart.
Seeing this, Yang Liqun naturally understood the importance of it, if Xiao Fan was immortal at this time, Ye Wei's Dao heart would definitely be broken, and his strength would probably be difficult to improve in the future.
Between the flickering of his figure, his right hand was palmed into a palm carrying the sound of wind and thunder and blasted towards Xiao Fan's forehead, and Xiao Fan's figure was directly imprisoned in place when he shot out of the Nirvana Realm, and the general trend of heaven and earth continued to press towards him, and the bones of his whole body were creaking, I am afraid that it would be difficult to find a way to survive under this blow, and Peng Chong on the side wanted to stop it but couldn't stop it, King Luo was in a state of hesitation, Duan Lingxiao, the master of the Changhong Sword, held the long sword at his waist tightly in his right hand, gritting his teeth and breathing became chaotic.
"The swordsman, rather bend than bend, the swordsman, walk with the sword. If the world is filthy, then use the sword in your hand to clear it!"
A voice had a special magic power, as if a sharp sword pierced all the magic barriers in Xiao Fan's heart, the rusty sword in his hand made a sword sound, and the sword order on his chest suddenly became hot, and the sword intent was fierce.
The whole person was like a lightning strike, and the black qi on his body subsided at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the vitality within a radius of several miles didn't know what to attract, and all of them poured into Xiao Fan's body like crazy.
Yang Liqun, who was close at hand, froze, and a trace of fierceness swept his fist between his eyebrows and bombarded it again.
"Peng!"
A wine gourd that flew from somewhere directly smashed Yang Liqun's face and threw him out of the air, and everyone present was stunned! This is a real Nirvana realm, and it was so simple to be smashed out by a wine gourd?!
A drunk man was lying in the ring, his eyes were red and he had obviously drunk too much, he stretched out his hand and the wine gourd flew directly into his hand, handed it to his mouth and poured a big sip, his drunken hazy eyes swept over Yang Liqun, who was beaten and vomited blood, and said in a daze: "There are some things that can't be done, so don't do them deliberately, otherwise you will die early." β
Yang Liqun stood up from the ground and his right cheek was swollen high, listening to the drunkard's words, the corners of his bloodshot mouth twitched twice, and he stayed there for a long time, and finally arched his hand and lowered his head: "Teachable." After speaking, he walked to the stage and sat down on the Taishi chair, his eyes slightly closed, and his body shook uncontrollably.
The drunk man looked at Xiao Fan and shook his head, he staggered to his feet and staggered out of the ring, the trialists consciously got out of the way, what are you kidding, this drunk may be a ruthless person who doesn't even dare to say a word in the Nirvana realm.
The surrounding vitality was quickly absorbed into Xiao Fan's body, his eyes suddenly opened, his arms opened with great strength, and a wave of vitality spread out around him, covering his chest with a layer of dark red Xuanhuang armor.
"Finally a breakthrough!"
Xiao Fan held the rusty sword and pointed directly at Ye Wei above the stands, and shouted, "Get down!"