Sun Yuan was as vicious as a wolf and a tiger, his sword light was hideous, and the long sword in his left hand smashed and slashed on Ran Hanchuan's sword. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info "Ping", Ran Hanchuan's move crosses the clouds, the sword is like flowing clouds, ethereal, but it can always block the enemy's attack before the number of ways, it is a superior swordsmanship, and there is no problem in blocking Sun Yuan's sword.

But Sun Yuan is shouting in front, how can he be easy to follow? The two swords intersected, Sun Yuan felt a strong force on Ran Hanchuan's sword, his body leaned slightly, and he actually used his strength to use his strength, taking Ran Hanchuan's sword as stable as Mount Tai as the best support point, and slammed towards Ran Hanchuan's left rear, attacking behind him, and the short sword on his right hand appeared coldly, stabbing at his waist.

Ran Hanchuan was shocked in his heart, at this moment, he was borrowed by Sun Yuan in front, and his sword path was slightly blocked, making Sun Yuan a beat faster than himself, and this beat was the fatal time. Ran Hanchuan immediately made a decision, and without hesitation, he poured forward with all his strength, fighting for himself at that moment, and at the same time, the long sword in his hand swung backwards, and he met Sun Yuan's fatal stab in danger.

Sun Yuan's side, seeing that Ran Hanchuan responded in a timely manner, he actually accepted it when he saw it, but he didn't collide with the sword in Ran Hanchuan's hand, and when he turned around, the long sword in his left hand stabbed at Ran Hanchuan's side again, but it didn't give him a chance to breathe.

The battle intent in his eyes flashed, Ran Hanchuan let out a clear roar, and the sword rose at the same time, and the powerful momentum took him up and rushed forward for a distance, which was exactly the offensive sword move in Xingyun's swordsmanship-Tengyun. One move was empty, but it won a place, Ran Hanchuan did not hesitate to attack instead of defending, Yun Dang came out of his hand and slashed at Sun Yuan. Sun Yuan stabbed out a sword, actually stabbed hard, stabbed to the ground, took advantage of the momentum to swing, happened to dodge Ran Hanchuan's menacing sword, just turned to the side, the short sword in his right hand was facing Ran Hanchuan's back shoulder, the cold light surged, and the blade slammed out!

In a short fight, Ran Hanchuan obviously fell into a disadvantage, Ran Hanchuan relied on his long sword to be powerful, looking for an opportunity to fight against Sun Yuan, but Sun Yuan's swordsmanship is dexterous and changeable, in Ran Hanchuan's eyes can be said to be extremely weird, no matter how he moves, he can always find a way to defuse, and immediately counterattack, if he blindly defends, it gives Sun Yuan an opportunity to take advantage of, a moment of fighting, Ran Hanchuan has a headache.

The elders of the Xuanyu Pavilion who were present at the scene, when they first saw Ran Hanchuan practicing cloud swordsmanship, their eyes lit up, but under Sun Yuan's attack, the deficiencies in Ran Hanchuan's swordsmanship were exposed, and they couldn't help but shake their heads slightly, obviously Ran Hanchuan's hand-held cloud swordsmanship did not have the true meaning of swordsmanship, and everyone was in their hearts, Sun Yuan's stubborn sword moves, if Yun Xingtian came to deal with it, this little Sun Yuan would not have half a chance at all.

"The path of the little guy's sword...... Interesting, really funny! Hua Chengfeng muttered to himself in a low voice. Although Ran Hanchuan didn't know the true meaning of swordsmanship, in Hua Chengfeng's eyes, at his age, he had already done a very good job in both reaction and response, but it was Sun Yuan's offensive path that seemed to make Hua Chengfeng quite interested, as if he had evoked some kind of memory.

Sun Yuan's moves are like a shower, Ran Hanchuan's sword dance is like the wind, and the two have been fighting for more than ten rounds! From the beginning of the rush to the present, Ran Hanchuan began to stabilize his position, compared to Sun Yuan, Ran Hanchuan is no match with him, the difference is just the word experience. After more than a dozen rounds of thrilling encounters, Ran Hanchuan's familiar swordsmanship began to gradually unfold, and he finally gradually recovered the situation.

Xingyun Sword Seventh Style - Release Sword Yunshu! This "release" takes the meaning of relieving the nostalgia, letting go of the burden in the heart, walking freely, hoarding clouds and stretching, and the sea and sky! This style of swordsmanship, abandoning defense for offense, although there are biased offensive moves in Xingyun swordsmanship, but they are also offensive and defensive, taking the golden mean. But this style completely abandoned the obsession with defense in his heart, and let the king do it, and the sword was arbitrary. This trick, Ran Hanchuan didn't understand before, and it was only in recent times that he got a glimpse of the essence of it, and now that he used it, he suddenly felt handy.

But seeing that Ran Hanchuan turned to defend and attack, the sword momentum was vast and light, and with one slash and one stab, Sun Yuan suddenly fell behind, and the two hands and swords were originally the way to take a smart attack, but now he was forced to defend, it was a little clumsy, and he was a little in a hurry. But Sun Yuan is not a mediocre hand after all, what he is afraid of is only Ran Hanchuan's sword, and he quickly found a countermeasure, and began to wave the short stab of his right hand to take the initiative to meet his sword, and the long sword in his left hand stabbed at the hilt of the sword every time in this gap, and actually successfully hindered Ran Hanchuan's offensive, and the form in the field immediately became evenly matched, and the two were still deadlocked.

Ran Hanchuan practiced swordsmanship at the age of eight, and it has been five years so far, perhaps, this is nothing in the eyes of those predecessors, but among his peers, his swordsmanship skills are outstanding. And Sun Yuan has been fighting with him for so long, and he is not an idle person, and he also has the strength that he has not yet shown.

Put your sword away with both hands, and turn your stab into a slash! Sun Yuan's sword momentum suddenly came, and in the face of the mysterious long sword weighing more than 100 catties in Ran Hanchuan's hand, he didn't dodge or dodge, and the horizontal sword caught up!

Ran Hanchuan didn't like to be suspicious, from the hand just now, it was obvious that Sun Yuan knew the power of his sword, how could he greet him for no reason? Thinking of this, Ran Hanchuan hesitated slightly, and at this moment, Sun Yuan's mouth smiled evilly.

Not good! Fooled! When Ran Hanchuan came to his senses, Sun Yuan's sword had already reached him in the moment he hesitated!

"Chuan'er lost!" Hua Chengfeng shook his head, "When you were about to fight, you were actually distracted, this kid!" However, as soon as these words were spoken, Hua Chengfeng suddenly looked at the two of them strangely and said "huh".

"Huh" The two rags fell, and there was already an extra blood mark on each of Ran Hanchuan's arms. He covered his wounds and retreated several steps in a row, but Sun Yuan did not take advantage of the danger and continued to pursue.

Sun Yuan looked at Ran Hanchuan, who was holding his arms, shook his head and smiled, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, as thin as a gnat: "Garbage"

"You!" Ran Hanchuan was suddenly choked by Sun Yuan's words, this guy, if he succeeds, he will succeed, but it is just a competition, he is still provocative? This is not over, Sun Yuan then stretched out one of his hands, pointed at Ran Hanchuan, clenched it into a fist, and then spread his index finger and hooked it towards him.

"Presumably, you must be unconvinced, just now you lost your mind, otherwise, you can cut me off with a sword, yes or no?" Sun Yuan continued to whisper, "Why don't we try again?" ”

"Humph!" Ran Hanchuan snorted coldly, and the long sword shot again, pointing directly at Sun Yuan, his breath was condensed, suppressing the fire in Shicai's heart, and he jumped into his body and took out the sword!

The corners of Sun Yuan's mouth were crooked, and the two swords were raised diagonally, facing Ran Hanchuan's sword and slashing inward at the same time!

"Bang" huge force attacked, but Sun Yuan was not repelled by this thousand powers, but at the moment of the fight, Sun Yuan deliberately let his toes tilt slightly, so that this huge force rushed out with him, and in an instant, he reached Ran Hanchuan's side, and at the same time, a sword slashed out!

Ran Hanchuan was shocked in his heart and tried to dodge, but after all, he was half a beat slower, Sun Yuan's sword blade grazed his right arm, and he snorted in pain, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground because of the instant pain on the wound.

"Trash", Sun Yuan glanced at Ran Hanchuan and sneered. "I thought you were very powerful, but it seems that you are just using your own sword skills, what can you use with this swordsmanship? Presumably, the person who taught you to learn the sword is just a mediocre hand, otherwise, how could there be an apprentice like you? ”

In the distance, Hua Chengfeng shook his head helplessly, and sighed in a low voice: "This little guy surnamed Sun didn't learn the tricks of that old bastard, but learned the bastard's face of that old bastard, it's really..."

"Xiao Meng, Hanchuan has already been defeated, let the two of them end it quickly, if it continues like this, I estimate that the two children will have to fight for their lives, this unreasonable mouth!"

The disciple who was called Xiao Meng by Hua Chengfeng shook his head and said, "Uncle Hua, you said it was too late. ”

"Huh?"

A look of nostalgia appeared on Xiao Meng's face, and he said, "Listen carefully." ”

When Hua Chengfeng heard this, he couldn't help but concentrate on it, and then he was surprised.

"Sword Ringing?"

In the air, there was indeed a faint sound of a sword that was hard to detect unless you listened closely. Then, Hua Chengfeng couldn't help but glance at the disciple he called Xiao Meng a few more times, and nodded slightly.

The disciple surnamed Meng took a deep breath and sighed for a long time: "Since thirteen years ago, Senior Brother Ran disappeared and Qingqiong was self-proclaimed, but now that time has passed, I never thought that today, I would see old friends again!" ”

A disciple beside him also muttered: "Qingqiong Sword, it is said that the killing should be out, there is no blood and no return, this little nephew of Ran, it seems that he has moved the real fire." ”

"Yes, his anger and battle intent are enough to form a killing intent, you can stop him quickly, Xiao Meng, you go and help Sun Yuan block it, Xiao Wang, you go to Chuan'er's side to help him, the sword intent of the Qingqiong Sword that has been silent for thirteen years is not easy to bear."

"Ah" Xiao Wang's cheeks twitched slightly, you always know that it is not easy to bear, and let me bear it, isn't this embarrassing for me, in case, if I make a fool of myself in front of the little nephew, it will be a shame!

In an instant, the two disciples of the twentieth generation of Xuanyu Pavilion had just jumped out, Ran Hanchuan had already glared at Sun Yuan and stopped speaking, he only felt that he was holding a raging fire in his hand, scorching his whole body. If you insult me, I don't care, but if you insult my relatives, I will make you regret that you shouldn't have done it in the first place!

"Hah!" Ran Hanchuan roared, a plain sword slashed out, and suddenly, in Ran Hanchuan's consciousness, a warm current rose in his lower abdomen for no reason, and suddenly came out, and it went straight to his arms. This feeling came abruptly, but it made him feel very comfortable. At the same time, he faintly felt that the sword in his hand actually had a feeling of jumping, it was a trembling of excitement, it seemed to be a roar that had been suppressed for a long time, this kind of anticipation and excitement, as if urging him, take out the sword!

Hua Chengfeng's white eyebrows jumped, his expression suddenly changed solemnly, and he secretly screamed badly, and said sharply: "Meng Guyan, Wang Yue, retreat quickly!" Between the words, Hua Chengfeng himself also moved instantly, but when he saw that Meng Guyan was already standing in front of Sun Yuan, and the high-spirited fighting spirit and that kind of determination in his eyes, Hua Chengfeng couldn't help but sigh secretly, and he didn't procrastinate, he arrived in front of Ran Hanchuan, and at the same time sent out a burst of palm wind, pushing Wang Yue aside.

At this moment, Ran Hanchuan's monstrous sword momentum has been slashed out!

The long and sharp sound of the sword roared "Zheng" exploded in the roaring sound of the world! The strong air waves suddenly rushed towards Sun Yuan's side like a surging wave, and Yu Tao was even more centered on the four people in the field and frantically raged around. This is the long-dormant battle spirit, the arrogance of seeking to fight the world and the world!

In the center of the sword wave that everyone couldn't reach, the moment Ran Hanchuan's long sword slashed out, for three years, Ran Hanchuan couldn't move the black and cyan ancient scabbard in the slightest, and it flew out in this inexplicable huge power!

Meng Guyan was set in front of Sun Yuan, facing the sword that Ran Hanchuan had slashed in, looking at the moment when the sword was unsheathed, like a huge momentum, a trace of regret in his eyes turned into a strong battle intent at this time, and a bronze-colored broad-bladed long sword appeared in his hand for no reason. The blade is wide and square, with a wire attached to the end of the hilt at each end. Meng Guyan's hand was in the center of the two metal wires, clutching the hilt of the sword, and the bronze sword body suddenly burst out with surging light!

At this time, Hua Chengfeng was beside Ran Hanchuan, and the momentum of the famous sword coming out of the sheath was no longer controllable, and he didn't want to interfere, but the glimmer of joy on Hua Chengfeng's face suddenly disappeared, but it was full of worry. Because, Ran Hanchuan's face at the moment was extremely pale.

Ran Hanchuan clearly felt that the sword in his hand was bursting out with a strong desire, this desire formed a kind of irresistible power for Ran Hanchuan, frantically absorbing the power of his whole body, just in one breath, he already felt that he had no strength at all, and he couldn't even stand. But the strange thing is that his lower abdomen constantly emits a warm current like thin water, filling his whole body, making him feel indescribable comfort in the feeling of weakness. This kind of bipolar contradictory feeling is just that, but the powerful suction of the sword in his hand bursts out, so that he can't stand still there all the time, making him extremely depressed and uncomfortable.

Hua Chengfeng was about to intervene horizontally, but at this moment, an invisible sword qi came out, even if only half of the people in the field could clearly see this sword qi, but the momentum of this sword qi was so great that the rest of the people could feel the sharp scream. At this moment, the sharp sword roared on the top of the mountain that went straight into the sky, in front of Xuanyu Pavilion, completely erupted! It can really be described as a sword roaring in the sky, driving the clouds away from the wind!

In front of Ran Hanchuan, a blue-gold long sword, shining with an incomparable sharp sword, trembled slightly, and looked extremely fierce and wild under the sky, and it was because of this that the magnificent sword qi rushed towards Meng Guyan!

Meng Guyan faced this sword qi directly, and his feelings were far more profound than others. Even so, Meng Guyan's face did not have the slightest fear, he picked up the broad-bladed long sword in his hand, staring at the sword qi that came with boundless fierceness and momentum, the two sword eyebrows instantly frowned, and in the middle of the big drink, Meng Guyan's cultivation was condensed, judging the power of this sword qi, just at the moment when it was approaching, on top of Meng Guyan's long sword, a fierce wind visible to the naked eye instantly swirled around, and at the same time slashed out!

"Boom!" The huge roar, mixed with the sound of the sword, the roar of the wind, and even the exclamations of some people, resounded throughout the entire Juntian Peak. Ran Hanchuan has lost all his strength since the sword was cut out, when the sword qi and Meng Guyan intersected, the trace of warmth in Ran Hanchuan's abdomen had disappeared, and in the next breath, the suction force on the sword in his hand was suddenly gone, and his body immediately fell, Hua Chengfeng's body moved slightly, and he couldn't see his movements clearly, so he took Ran Hanchuan into his arms.

"Qiang" Meng Guyan put away his sword and stood upright, it seemed that he had not been affected in the slightest in the battle with that sword qi, but on the palm of his hand that no one saw, Meng Guyan's tiger's mouth was already red, and in the face of this sword qi, even he used all his strength!

Hua Chengfeng looked at Ran Hanchuan who fell in his arms, looked at the mess all over the ground, looked at Meng Guyan's hand on his back, a trace of undetectable trembling, and couldn't help but shake his head, he never expected that this sword out of the sheath would have such a might, he thought that Ran Hanchuan's will had attracted the dusty soul of this sword, and was able to make this once famous sword reappear in the dust, but he never thought that Ran Hanchuan clearly did not have a trace of cultivation, but he could attract such a powerful power.

Everyone was silent for a while, whether they were shocked or surprised, they all fell silent, and the first to speak was Sun Yuan, who was unharmed behind Meng Guyan.

Sun Yuan's originally bent body stood up, walked in front of Meng Guyan in his curious eyes, and hugged his fist towards Ran Hanchuan, but said casually: "I lost!" ”

When Ran Hanchuan heard this, he immediately squeezed out a trace of strength and shook his head, and then nodded somehow. The corners of Sun Yuan's mouth curled slightly, and he chuckled, and he didn't see him have any words, so he gently retreated into the ranks of several trial disciples.

"Okay, Sun Yuan has admitted defeat in this competition, and Ran Hanchuan will win!" Hua Chengfeng waved his hand, and as he spoke, he picked up Ran Hanchuan and went to the side to breathe for him. Meng Guyan quietly looked at the blue-gold long sword in Hua Chengfeng's hand, was silent, and finally collected the sword and returned to the ranks of the division commanders.

After a short break, the third group of competitions began.

"In the third competition, Mi Li vs. Ye Ting!"

The fat on Mi Li's face twitched slightly, and he suddenly shuddered, raised his head, and found that Ye Ting was looking at him playfully and smiling.

Look down on me? Milliden was furious! I see you as a girl, I don't want to bully you, you dare to despise me? Mi Li's eyes were round, he replied to Ye Ting, walked to the weapon rack, and after a little groaning, he actually pushed the weapon forward in the stunned eyes of everyone, and said with a big grin: "Let's start!" ”

Ran Hanchuan, who was recuperating from Hua Chengfeng on the side, almost sat down to the ground in shock by his action, and even the wrinkles on Hua Chengfeng's old face froze at this moment.

"Ahem", the presiding disciple coughed a few times in a row, glanced at Mi Li with disdain, and then looked at Ye Ting. Ye Ting's silver spear in her hand rose, nodded, and the presiding disciple immediately announced: "The competition begins!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Ye Ting was just about to put on a posture, and suddenly there was a ping pong, and in the dull eyes of the audience, a big hammer flew towards Ye Ting from Mi Li.

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