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Yun Xue'er's heart has been haunting Zhang Fan's words.

After a long time, Yun Xue'er reacted, with a look of shame and anger in her eyes, Zhang Fan's words, the meaning was obvious, that is, Yun Xue'er was not Zhang Fan's opponent.

Yun Xue'er is such an arrogant person, even if Zhang Fan defeated ****, Yun Xue'er still didn't look at Zhang Fan in her eyes, because Yun Xue'er always thought that Zhang Fan and herself were not people of the same world, and her Yun Xue'er's future must be great and bright, and Zhang Fan was destined to look up to her.

In this way, how could Yun Xue'er tolerate Zhang Fan surpassing herself.

"Zhang Fan, you are definitely not my opponent."

Yun Xue'er gritted her teeth and said word by word.

"If you don't try, how can you know that it won't work."

Zhang Fan's tone was also very unkind, and Yun Xue'er's arrogant and arrogant performance made Zhang Fan very disliked.

"In this way, I can only use my strength to tell you that even if you can cultivate, I am still what you look up to."

Yun Xue'er pulled out the sword, the sword pointed directly at Zhang Fan, and above the sword, a cold light flashed.

Under the Qiankun field, in the Zhang family's camp, the eldest elder Zhang Hua's face was a little unsightly, after Zhang Fan defeated the ****, Zhang Hua had already recognized Zhang Fan, the young master of the Zhang family, from the bottom of his heart, but at this moment, Yun Xue'er insulted Zhang Fan several times, which was tantamount to slapping the Zhang family's face.

"It's so hateful, Yun Xue'er is simply arrogant, isn't it just pretty? Can't you just look down on people? ”

The young men of the Zhang family did not have the self-cultivation of the great elder Zhang Hua, and they all began to shout and scold, denouncing Zhang Fan's grievances.

The Great Elder's face turned blue and red for a while, and he seemed to be thinking that what he had done was indeed not as bold as the young man.

In the first few seats on the Qiankun field, the old deacon looked at ******** and said, "Senior Sister Qin, are you optimistic about your disciple or Zhang Fan, the little guy." ”

"Although Zhang Fan's strength and talent are not bad, he is not Xue'er's opponent."

Qin Ling said in a deep voice.

Qin Ling's tone contained a strong sense of confidence.

The old deacon smiled kindly, "I'm more optimistic about Zhang Fan, this little guy, Senior Sister Qin, we can continue to watch." ”

A strange smile flashed in the old man's eyes, and Qin Ling frowned, as if he didn't agree with the old man's point of view.

"It's okay, Senior Brother Guan, then let's wait and see."

The old man looked at the Qiankun Field, and Qin Ling also locked his gaze on the Qiankun Field.

Under the Qiankun field, everyone is speculating about the victory or defeat of this duel, there is no doubt that Zhang Fan is the biggest dark horse, and no one thought that Zhang Fan would be able to break to this point.

But most of the people on the field are still optimistic about Yun Xue'er, after all, Yun Xue'er's genius has been rumored in Qingping Town as early as now.

"Interesting, interesting, if Zhang Fan loses to his former fiancée, I don't know how exciting the ending will be."

Ma Xingtian looked at Zhang Fan who was standing on top of the Qiankun Field, and the hatred in his heart grew irrepressibly, and his tone was sour.

"Yun Xue'er, I said that one day I would defeat you with my own hands."

Zhang Fan's eyes burned and he said in a deep voice.

Yun Xue'er directly ignored Zhang Fan's words, and the sword brush flew out, pulled out a few sword dances, and followed to kill Zhang Fan.

Yun Xue'er took out the sword very quickly, and when the sword was pointed, there was an inexplicable chill on the Qiankun field, as if it was ice and snow.

"Zhang Fan, take me a move, Cold Moon Sword Slash."

Yun Xue'er took a step forward, followed by a sword slash at Zhang Fan, this sword slashed out, and a few more snowflakes inexplicably appeared in the air, and the snowflakes contained killing intentions, and the sword slashed Zhang Fan.

"Good time."

Zhang Fan greeted Yun Xue'er and blasted out with a punch, his fist was majestic, and a punch came out, destroying everything.

The collision of the Destruction Fist and the Sword Brush, a strong wind swept between the two.

Zhang Fan took two steps back to stabilize his body, while Yun Xue'er took a step back.

After Yun Xue'er stood still, her eyes showed a strange look, "How is it possible." ”

On the Qiankun Field, the old deacon touched his white beard with a smile and said, "Cultivating the yellow-level top-grade martial arts to perfection is one of the few even in the Imperial Academy. ”

Qin Ling's face changed, "This son's martial arts talent is very strong, but it's still too early to see who wins or loses." ”

On the Qiankun Field, Yun Xue'er's complexion changed, obviously shocked by Zhang Fan's strength.

Zhang Fan blasted out a punch, without stopping for a moment, punch after punch slammed into Yun Xue'er, Yun Xue'er made the Cold Moon Sword Technique to the peak, and there was still no way to help Zhang Fan.

After Zhang Fan's Vajra Gong broke through to the second layer of the realm, his physical body was already comparable to that of a martial artist in the later stage, and Yun Xue'er's sword fell on Zhang Fan's fist, at most it could break through Zhang Fan's outer skin, and that's it.

The two fought quickly, and the sword and punch were extremely intense.

The fist wind and sword wind are whistling, even if it is a nine-rank martial artist, if one is not careful, he will be seriously injured.

"It's so powerful, I don't want to say that I fought with them, even if I stand on the periphery, I may be injured by their fist and sword style."

A Zhao family disciple said in a shocked tone.

"Zhang Fan, I admit that I underestimated you, but our ending will still not change, it's time to end."

Yun Xue'er's sword momentum suddenly turned, and the cold air in the air increased nearly three times, and Yun Xue'er's cultivation also jumped from the second rank of a martial artist to the third rank of a martial artist in an instant.

"The cold moon is frozen."

In the air, the cold air seemed to condense, and then, from the sword, a cold sword light burst out, and the sword light slashed directly at Zhang Fan.

Qin Ling smiled knowingly.

"Zhang Fan is going to lose."

Ma Xingtian smiled with satisfaction.

Great Elder Zhang Hua looked regretful.

Deacon Wang Gang and the old man Deacon Guan stared at Zhang Fan tightly, and intuitively, they also thought that Zhang Fan still had the ability to press the bottom box.

"You're defeated, Yun Xue'er."

Zhang Fan's eyes were scorching, but he stepped out in one step, and an invincible momentum followed Zhang Fan, like a god of war, and slammed into Yun Xue'er with a punch.

This punch was like a fist of gods and demons, containing an invincible will, just by appearing in the air, Yun Xue'er's face turned pale.

Rumble.

The fist wind directly swept away the sword qi, followed the aftermath, and directly hit Yun Xue'er's body, Yun Xue'er's face suddenly turned pale and withdrew from the Qiankun field.

"Zhang Fansheng."

Wang Gang quickly announced.

"The first place in this competition is Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan, you come at night, the three of us have important matters to discuss with you."

Wang Gang said with a smile.

After Zhang Fan thanked him, he slowly got off the field.

Under the Qiankun field, Yun Xue'er has been healed by Qin Ling, "This kid is too heavy." ”

Qin Ling frowned and scolded.

Yun Xue'er didn't seem to hear it, Nan Nan looked at the young man's back blankly, "Am I really wrong?" ”

Yun Xue'er's heart suddenly popped up with such a sentence.

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