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Chapter 337: Da Zheng Guo, Yan Xiuxian

Looking back on the past, Han Ruian was just a third ancestor who ate and waited for death, and he was thinking about fooling around crawling out of the dog hole all day long.

And now, he holds a sword with one arm, and he is arrogant in all countries, how domineering.

"I'm here to learn your Excellency's tricks!"

When Zhuang Rongzhuo left in a gloomy manner, a young man in his early twenties stepped out of the crowd, holding a large knife and imposing momentum.

"It's him! A lone traveler who is famous in the Eastern Yuan Kingdom, Qu Zhihua. It is rumored that he has already touched the barrier of the early stage of the Earth Xuan Realm, and it will not be long before he can really compete with the powerhouses of the older generation. ”

Someone let out a low exclamation, looking at Qu Zhihua who stepped out of the crowd step by step, revealing a look of surprise.

Han Rui'an's face was grim, he didn't say anything, and rushed towards Qu Zhihua with an iron sword in his hand.

The next moment, Han Ruian and Qu Zhihua fought with the sword, attracting everyone to watch intently.

At the stone table, Gu Hengsheng quietly looked at Han Rui'an's resolute figure and muttered, "Xiao An, you have really grown up!" ”

On the top of the mountains of Liuyue, the clouds and mist are shrouded, like a fairyland, like a dream.

The humming sound of weapons colliding swept up from the top of the mountain and rolled away in all directions.

A quarter of an hour later, the iron sword in Han Rui'an's hand was like a silver dragon, dodging Qu Zhihua's big knife bombardment, stabbing straight under his throat, and the sparkling cold aura made Qu Zhihua dare not move at all.

Cold sweat trickled down Qu Zhihua's forehead, and his expression was terrified, for fear that Han Ruian would end himself here.

"Next!"

Han Ruian withdrew the iron sword that was against Qu Zhihua's throat, then glanced at everyone present with cold eyes, and said loudly.

For a moment, the entire mountain peak was silent. Originally, the people of the world only thought that Han Ruian had great luck to be able to worship under the Sword Venerable Throne. Now it seems that at least Han Ruian is already a genius and cannot be underestimated.

Among the thousands of people, many people knew that they were a little weaker than Qu Zhihua and Zhuang Rongzhuo, and they would definitely be no match for the iron sword in Han Rui'an's hand. Therefore, many people could only fall into silence and silently look at Han Ruian's arrogant body.

"I wonder if Your Excellency will dare to fight me?"

At this time, a person who looked like a handsome boy slowly stepped out, holding a paper folding fan in his right hand, looking extremely elegant.

This man was about twenty-seven years old, with long hair falling straight to his waist, and his elegant and slender figure made many women look at him a few more times.

"Prince Zheng Guo, Yan Xiuxian! OMG! His Royal Highness Yan is a Tianjiao figure who has really stepped into the earthly realm, does he even want to make a move? ”

"Da Zheng Guo is a medium-top dynasty, and it is rumored that His Royal Highness Yan apprenticed to a disciple of an elder of his dynasty, and his talent is extraordinary."

"Does the one-armed swordsman have the guts to go next? His Royal Highness Yan is a real master of the Earth Xuan Realm, and it is rumored that he is the first day of the younger generation of the Great Zheng Kingdom. ”

Suddenly, the whole crowd set off a noise, and they couldn't help but talk about it.

Yan Xiuxian slowly walked to the opposite side of Han Ruian and glanced at Han Ruian.

"I'm from Dazheng, the current prince, Yan Xiuxian." Yan Xiuxian was like a red dust immortal, and his elegant and elegant posture made many people have a trace of admiration: "Your Excellency, can I fight?" ”

"The younger generation can play!"

Han Ruian felt a thick oppression coming from Yan Xiuxian's body, but he was fearless and did not hesitate to fight.

Because, Dugu Yan once told him that the swordsman should have an indomitable determination. Even if there are huge mountains and seas in front of you, as long as you have a sword in your hand and a sword in your heart, you must cut it off.

"Good!" Yan Xiuxian couldn't help but show a hint of admiration and nodded.

Everyone who watched was hanging their hearts.

One is a disciple of Sword Venerable, and his cultivation is only the peak of the Spirit Xuan Realm. One is the first day of the middle top dynasty, the prince of the dynasty.

This battle, no matter whether it is won or lost, will be spread throughout the world and recorded in history.

"The Qingyun fan in my hand is not small, Your Excellency should be careful." Yan Xiuxian is a true righteous gentleman, he slowly closed the folding fan in his hand and admonished Han Rui'an.

Han Ruian didn't reply, his right hand just tightened the sharp iron sword, and his eyes slowly sank.

Whew-

Suddenly, a strong wind blew from afar, blowing up the green silk that Han Ruian had fallen on his shoulders, breaking the silence between the two sides.

Boom!

As soon as the iron sword moved, Han Ruian turned into a streamer and slashed straight towards Yan Xiuxian.

Yan Xiuxian suddenly pursed his thin lips, and the folding fan in his hand suddenly opened and rolled up a sharp momentum, slamming it towards Han Ruian.

I don't know if the gale came from the sky, or from Yan Xiuxian's folding fan, and the momentum was about to knock Han Ruian to the ground.

However, even in the face of the manic wind, Han Rui'an's speed still did not decrease, and he wanted to slash the iron sword in his hand down on Yan Xiuxian's body like a bloodthirsty tiger wolf.

The battle suddenly came together, and Han Ruian seemed to forget that he was only a cultivator at the peak of the Spirit Xuan Realm, and desperately swung his Dao sword towards Yan Xiuxian.

Each of Han Rui'an's swords seems to have been tempered a thousand times, without any contradictions and no superfluous movements. Every sword drop is murderous.

It's just that no matter how fierce Han Rui'an's offensive was, Yan Xiuxian easily blocked it with his early cultivation in the Earth Xuan Realm.

On the edge of the cliff, next to the stone table.

Gu Hengsheng and the others looked at the battle between Han Ruian and Yan Xiuxian, and were silent.

"If there are no variables, you should lose." Gu Hengsheng said flatly.

"It's good to look at Mr. Yun, although my apprentice is average, but his understanding is extraordinary." Dugu Yan thought about knowing something, and he looked confident.

"Oh? Then I'm going to have to take a good look. When Gu Hengsheng heard this, he was interested and focused on the two people fighting in the center of the slate.

In the middle of the mountaintop, Han Ruian quickly lost the wind, and it looked like he was about to be knocked to the ground by Yan Xiuxian.

Countless people showed a look of pity, sighing that Han Rui'an's real cultivation was less after all, otherwise when Han Ruian stepped into the Earth Xuan Realm, he would definitely be able to compete with Yan Xiuxian.

Suddenly, just when everyone thought that there was no suspense in this battle, many people on the top of the mountain exclaimed: "What's going on? I have a sword at my waist and want to go out of the sheath? ”

"Mine too, my sword is a little uncontrollable."

"What happened? Why is my jade lightsaber unsheathed on its own? ”

Many people were suspicious, not knowing what was going on.

At the stone table, a trace of surprise and surprise flashed in Gu Hengsheng's eyes, and he couldn't help but glance at Han Ruian, and said in a low voice: "Sword intent......"