Yan Qingyan finally appeared, the two swordsmen at the peak of Huaxia, at the moment they looked at each other, seemed to have a sense in their hearts, Xiao Fan stood still, the look in his eyes was more and more bright, holding Luo Ningyan's hand, gently rubbing it, but the frequency was getting faster and faster, Yan Qingyan wanted to kill him, Xiao Fan naturally didn't know, he was also curious, when did such a character appear in Huaxia, but if you think about it carefully, it is understandable, the huge Huaxia, with a population of more than one billion, and several geniuses, is also expected, Nalan Yanyue once told him that there is still a genius in the Supreme Pavilion who is hidden in the snow.

The golden silk on the edge of the clothes has already revealed Yan Qingyan's identity, Yan Qingyan is naturally from the Supreme Pavilion, since it is from the Supreme Pavilion, it is not surprising that it appears at this time, as for the instruction, it is obviously from the Nangong family, Xiao Fan had already thought that the Supreme Pavilion would make a move when he wanted to take the hegemon, but as long as it was not the five pavilion masters who came out together, Xiao Fan was fearless. The man in front of him was obviously a genius hidden in the snow of the Supreme Pavilion, and in the elegant figure, Xiao Fan read a domineering spirit, obviously, the man was a master of using a knife.

Xiao Fan stood in place, his eyes remained the same, all along, the peak masters who duel with him were all with swords, whether it was Nalan Wudao or Xuanyuan Liancheng, now, it was not easy to meet a master with a knife, Xiao Fan naturally refused to miss it easily, it was regarded as an appetizer before his battle with Nalan Wudao.

I have no time to think about anything else, because, Yan Qingyan's knife has been unsheathed, looking at this almost fantasy scene, Luo Ningyan covered his small mouth, not letting himself exhale, the autumn rain was hazy, and the man who came on the waves didn't seem to be a human figure, the next moment, Luo Ningyan felt that his body was turning, but it had been thrown aside by Xiao Fan, because Yan Qingyan's knife was already close.

She knew that this powerful man was aimed at Xiao Fan, forcing herself to calm down and not let herself exclaim, she was afraid that it would disturb Xiao Fan's state of mind, and Yan Qingyan did not take a look at Luo Ningyan, in his eyes, except for the opponent, there was only the knife in his hand, a wisp of Qinghua bloomed, and the tip of the knife was not more than an inch away from Xiao Fan's throat, but this inch of distance seemed to have become the end of the world.

Xiao Fan's index finger and middle finger were already clamped on the blade of the knife, the long knife was shining, and in the Smoke and Rain Pavilion, the eyes of the two met, the light in their eyes bloomed, and the battle intent was bright, and they both saw the unyielding battle intent in their eyes.

Yan Qingyan's eyes froze, and a huge force struck, Xiao Fan's face was serious, and the tip of the knife was still not an inch away from Xiao Fan's throat.

The next moment, the bending of the blade has reached the extreme, a huge elastic force appeared, and the figures of the two of them took a few steps back at the same time, it seems, evenly divided, but the real victory and defeat can only be known in the hearts of the two people.

Yan Qingyan was condescending, but also with the power of the offensive, in the end only ended up equal, in the end, he was a little inferior after all, looking at the man opposite, Yan Qingyan finally knew that there was no vanity under the fame, he didn't seem to be the opponent of the man in front of him who was a few years younger than him, but, the knife was a hegemon, and he definitely couldn't have the idea of surrendering defeat and retreating.

The two stood in place, looking at each other really, Xiao Fan was in a long figure, with a deep color between his eyebrows, and his facial features were harmonious, while Yan Qingyan, dressed in an ancient robe, had a handsome and impeccable face, and a long knife in his hand, he was also a proud figure.

"Yan Qingyan," Yan Qingyan looked at Xiao Fan and spoke, with a touch of loneliness in his eyes, looking at the long knife in his hand, "Born in the Supreme Pavilion, he learned knives at the age of six, and he has been successful for more than twenty years, and he has been successful for ten years. ”

Xiao Fan smiled faintly, "Xiao Fan," but only these two words were said in his mouth, in Huaxia, these two words have already explained everything, as for Xiao Fan's experience, it is far more wonderful and cruel than Yan Qingyan, Yan Qingyan is accompanied by a knife, but he is accompanied by bloody killing, and the weapon is killed, a person who has not gone through too much killing, in terms of weapons, is destined to fail to reach the peak, if Yan Qingyan has gone through a bloody killing, then Xiao Fan is afraid that he will really have to wait for it today.

A person who has experienced too much life and death, at some point, the potential that bursts out, can not be deduced by common sense at all, Xiao Fan can survive, it has nothing to do with this, people who have not gone through the real test of life and death cannot understand this, of course, after a reincarnation between life and death, then there is still the courage to experience a second person, the state of mind is not comparable to ordinary people, in his opinion, the man in front of him, known as the sword king, is still a little worse after all.

Two short words, the meaning of arrogance is naturally revealed, standing there, there is a sense of pride in the world, looking at this scene, Luo Ningyan's heart trembled slightly, her man, when it is, is the most moving, when he shows confidence in a duel with someone, or when he makes a bad smile with a bad smile, it is so charming, inexplicable, Luo Ning developed, by the side of such a man, it is a kind of happiness.

Xiao Fan turned around and gave Luo Ningyan a reassuring look, a seemingly normal scene, but it was enough to anger Yan Qingyan, at the moment of the duel, Xiao Fan was still distracted, it was clear that he didn't put him in his eyes, Yan Qingyan's arrogance was born from his bones, how could he withstand such ignorance from others.

The next moment, Yan Qingyan had already made a move, ruthless eyes, ruthless knife, Yan Qingyan at this moment, interpreted the word ruthless to the extreme, and the chill on the blade almost made people shudder.

Xiao Fan sighed slightly in his heart, Yan Qingyan, his heart was chaotic, although his sword skills were not greatly discounted, but after all, he was still a little worse, if it wasn't for the imminent battle with Nalan Wudao, Xiao Fan really wanted to have a good time with the genius of this Supreme Pavilion, but now it is not possible, Xiao Fan still used a little caution, because there is no room for loss in a battle with Nalan Wudao.

Before the battle with Nalan Wudao, his state must be maintained at the peak. The battle with Yan Qingyan, in Xiao Fan's view, was just a tempering of his life path, and the battle with Nalan Wudao was one of the few fateful battles in his life.

In the blink of an eye, the two have already fought each other. After sixteen moves, the two faced each other again, but the figure had already been cast, "Why don't you go to the knife?" "Yan Qingyan is cold.

"If I sword you, you will die." Xiao Fan looked at Yan Qingyan, and his eyes suddenly brightened. looked at Yan Qingyan and slowly spoke.

When Yan Qingyan heard this, his figure was slightly for a while, "If I take out the knife, you will die!" "How domineering this is.

"One of the knives, I'm not as good as you." A touch of gloom flashed in Yan Qingyan's eyes, he was more domineering than Xiao Fan after all.