"For the sake of the same Yang family, I will give you a chance at the last time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info leave now. Yang Fan looked at Yang Qiandao.

Hearing this, Yang Qian felt very sarcastic and said, "Yang family? Don't you think it's hypocritical to say that now? ”

Since Yang Qian's memory, Yang Fan has never taken Yang Qian seriously. After that, Yang Fan went to Zhuge Villa, and rarely returned to Yang's house.

If Yang Fan really remembered the friendship of the Yang family, he should have been warmly entertained when he saw Yang Qian for the first time.

However, Yang Fan did not.

Seeing Yang Qian was like seeing a stranger. Not even a stranger.

Listening to Yang Qian's words, Yang Fan's face sank.

Yang Qian's words happened to poke at his pain. Leaving the Yang family has always been a piece of Yang Fan's heart, even if he doesn't show it on his face, but in the dead of night, he tosses and turns.

"Hypocrisy or non-hypocrisy. I have said what I should say, and I have done my best friendship. If you don't listen to advice, don't blame me for being ruthless. Yang Fan's eyes flashed with cold light.

"You're finally speaking your mind. Having said all this, isn't it just to do the foreshadowing? Today, Ying'er, I have made up my mind, and no one can stop me! Yang Qian's voice raised a few points, and everyone present could hear it clearly.

"Arrogance," Yang Fan clenched his fists, and the whitish joints crackled, "There is a price to pay!" ”

As he spoke, Yang Fan moved. The brilliance in his hand shone brightly, and a long sword overflowing with multicolored light appeared in his hand.

With the long sword in his hand, Yang Fan's clothes were flying, and suddenly it was like a different person, and the whole person was floating out of the dust.

The long sword came like a rainbow, and the sword intent was compelling.

Yang Fan's momentum made Yang Qian secretly frightened in his heart. Because, on this sword, Yang Qian couldn't even feel the exact realm of Yang Fan's cultivation.

I don't know the depth!

It's a particularly bad feeling. Even in the face of the green ghosts of the Nine Dao Alliance, Yang Qian had never felt like this.

Obviously, Yang Fan's cultivation is above the green ghost.

At least, it's also the cultivation of the martial arts triumvirate. Maybe even a martial artist quadruple!

A green ghost has already made Yang Qian dangerous, and now facing the more unfathomable Yang Fan, Yang Qian's heart is really bottomless.

But Yang Qian didn't panic, the long sword attacked, Yang Qian's expression was solemn, his palm probed forward, a ball of blue light flickered, and the blue water dragon yuan appeared in his hand.

Yang Fan's long sword stabbed straight in, and the attack method was extremely simple.

And Yang Qian's attack was just as simple. The same long sword stabbed forward, facing the tip of Yang Fan's sword.

Two cold lights flashed, and in an instant, the tips of the two long swords collided together!

Sonor!

The two swords intersected, making a crisp metal crashing sound.

At the moment of the collision, a dazzling white light exploded, as if a violent explosion had occurred. But soon, the light disappeared, and everything fell silent again.

The sword froze in mid-air.

And Yang Fan and Yang Qian, almost at the same time, snorted, and a touch of bright blood overflowed from the corner of their mouths.

Don't look at Fang Cai's simple face, but in fact, both of them injected a dark energy into the long sword.

The moment the long swords intersected, Yang Fan and Yang Qian couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

Especially Yang Fan, he originally looked down on Yang Qian, and even despised him. But after this fight, he realized that he was wrong.

His eyes began to complicate when he looked at Yang Qian. In the same way, his heart is also in turmoil.

He couldn't believe that Yang Qian, who was once frail and sickly, could now compete with him!

Yang Fan has never seen such a speed of progress!

In Yang Fan's opinion, with his cultivation, he could defeat Yang Qian with one move. But just when he was full of confidence, Yang Qian gave him another fact!

Ziyu saw blood spilling from the corner of Yang Fan's mouth, her face suddenly turned cold, and she stared at Yang Qian coldly.

Although she was confident in Yang Fan's cultivation, for some reason, as soon as she saw Yang Qian, she felt bottomless in her heart.

Obviously, Yang Fan is much stronger than Yang Qian, but Ziyu always has a feeling that Yang Fan will be defeated!

If it was in normal times, with Ziyu's character, she would definitely help. But at this moment, she chose to believe Yang Fan.

"That kid actually hurt Yang Fan!"

"Oh my God, is he still human?"

"It's so perverted!"

……

There were more and more disciples of Zhuge Villa onlookers, and their eyes when they looked at Yang Qian changed at this time.

Although they still rejected Yang Qian, for some reason, they were in awe of Yang Qian from the bottom of their hearts.

Perhaps, that's the rule of this world!

The strong are respected!

"It's a lot of progress, but it's not enough!" As he spoke, Yang Fan's swordsmanship turned, and the long long sword was like lightning, stabbing out a few points of cold light, and directly took Yang Qian's vital point.

In terms of swordsmanship, because Yang Qian practiced the "Sword Heart Heart Method", his comprehension of swordsmanship far exceeded that of ordinary people, and Yang Qian's practice of "Four Styles of Sword God", among his peers, Yang Qian's swordsmanship was definitely ranked first.

Therefore, even if Yang Fan's cultivation is much more advanced than Yang Qian, Yang Qian is still able to cope with it.

The speed is staggering. If it had been someone else, it would have been lost.

However, the fast sword style in the "Four Styles of the Sword God" practiced by Yang Qian was originally to win with speed.

With a flip of his wrist, the fast sword style swayed out, and the long sword was tapped, just in time to meet the sword flower stabbed by Yang Fan.

Sonorous!

The two swords intersected, and the fight was fun!

Yang Fan's sword is getting faster and faster, and similarly, the speed at which Yang Fan moves out of his sword is also accelerating with the acceleration of Yang Fan's sword.

Not lagging behind.

The more Yang Fan fought, the more frightened he became, and after hundreds of encounters, Yang Fan's forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat.

This sweat does not come out of exhaustion, but out of urgency.

Yang Fan has already increased the speed of his sword to the limit, and Yang Qian has no sign of being unable to keep up, and what is even more terrifying is that just when Yang Fan was powerless, Yang Qian actually changed from passive to active, and once again, accelerated the speed of his sword!

"You, that's it!" The fast sword style was exerted to the extreme, and the blue water dragon yuan attacked in front of Yang Fan with a strange trajectory, and suddenly stopped.

The long sword was against Yang Fan's throat!

At this moment, the audience was in an uproar!

Ziyu's face was ugly, purple light shrouded in his hand, and a small, delicate and sharp dagger was already in his hand.

As long as Yang Qian makes any changes, Ziyu will definitely take Yang Qian's life with the dagger in his hand!

"It seems that someone has underestimated it." Yang Fan was held to his throat by the long sword, but suddenly, he relaxed and said, "Although your sword is in my throat, it is not so easy to kill me." ”

When Yang Qian heard this, he smiled and said, "Of course I understand this, but it's ......."

Yang Qian stopped suddenly.

"But what?" Yang Fan asked.

"Look me in the eye." As soon as Yang Qian's words fell, Yang Fan raised his eyes and saw a pair of purple eyes. The whole person couldn't help but stagnate, and he couldn't move at all.