Yun Fan looked at the emaciated man who walked out from under the gate, his eyes shrank slightly, and a sense of threat rushed into his heart.

Very strong!

This is the strongest person he met with a sword after returning to the dynasty, and he could sense the sharp aura on his body without using his hands.

The black-robed man under the gate walked very slowly, his messy hair covered half of his sharp face, revealing a cold and ruthless eye, and a three-foot long sword tightly held on his chest, which looked a little weird.

"Red Escape. ”

He walked up to Yun Fan and said indifferently.

"Grimace. Yun Fan replied coldly.

"Grimace, that's not your real name, but that's okay, you don't have to worry about anyone knowing who you are from today onwards. Chi Xiaoyao's cold eyes suddenly burst out with a touch of murderous intent in his eyes, and his tone raised slightly and said indifferently: "Because, I will end you next." ”

Swish!

Bang!

As the words fell, the long sword in his arms rose into the sky, his hands reached out, and they were pulled out separately, the sword shook hands, and the sheath was inserted into the ground.

"Are all the people on the death list virtuous?

Yun Fan threw the long sword in his right hand down, the tip of the sword rushed to the ground, and said indifferently.

"If your self-confidence comes from the superior weapon in your hand, then you may be disappointed. Chi Xiaoyao was expressionless like a dead man, shook the sword in his hand, and continued coldly: "Because this is also a mortal weapon, and I can feel that you should be a third-order cultivator of the Yuan Dynasty, in the case of the two of them having the same sword dao instruction, what do you think your chances of winning?"

Yun Fan stood upright with his sword, staring at Chi Xiaoyao and ignoring it.

Since he cultivated the battle power of the Emperor of Mountains and Rivers, it is really much more against the sky than before, and he has the strength of the fifth order of the reverse battle.

It is also normal to create an illusion for others, after all, the combat power he has realized does belong to the third order of the Yuan Dynasty.

However, it can't all belong to the achievements of the exercises, which are also interspersed with his more than ten years of friction from the brink of death and rich kendo fingering.

But what this person said was right, now the fight with the third order of the Yuan is already his limit, and he has no confidence in his heart with the fight with the fourth order, after all, there is a difference of six realms.

There is a big gap between each order, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the sixth order is one heaven and one earth.

However, as a sword cultivator, the heart must be indestructible, and you can't retreat from moving forward.

No matter how sinister the front is, if it is a person who kills it, if it is a demon who slaughters it, if it is a Buddha who crosses it, if it is a god who rebels against it.

No matter what you are, I have a sword that can cut the heavens and the earth and slaughter gods and demons, and a sword will be destroyed!

This is the way of the sword in Yun Fan's heart.

"If you want to disturb my kendo heart, you may be disappointed. An indifferent voice came from under the mask, causing Chi Xiaoyao's face to change.

"Hahaha!" Suddenly, he laughed maniacally, and laughed loudly: "Yes, this is the opponent I am looking forward to, an opponent that can excite me!"

"And you, how long can you excite me?" the red sword pointed at the masked man.

"Then you try. Yun Fan said.

Bite!

The bell rings and the battle begins!

On the audience, the discussion of the crowd was not interrupted by the ringing of the bell, but became even more noisy.

"Who do you think has the better chance of winning?"

"I think Chi Yao, although the masked man's sword is fast, but his ghostly whereabouts are uncertain. ”

"I don't agree with you, I think it's the masked man. ”

"Hmph, do you dare to make a bet with me and block 100,000 spirit coins. ”

"Why don't you dare. ”

On the martial platform, the two exuded a sharp momentum, and the two invisible giant swords could be vaguely seen colliding with each other.

"Boy, take it!" Chi Xiaoyao made the first move, his body jumped into the sky, the sword in his hand pointed towards Yun Fan's façade, and his body swooped down, like a bow and arrow shot straight out.

"Come on. Yun Fan's deep eyes flashed with two sharp lights, his body jumped forward, and the long sword in his hand directly met him.

Straight stab!

The tricks used by both of them at the same time are very simple, straight stabs.

Clang!

A clash of gold and iron sounded in the field.

The long swords of the two were pressed together at the same time, the tips of the swords were held against each other, Chi Xiaoyao took the lead to reflect, his body turned in the air, and the long sword in his hand also rotated, forming a small whirlpool, Yun Fan wanted to collect the sword but found that it seemed to be attracted by something, and he couldn't take it back, and before he could reflect it, a long sword was already half an inch away from his eyebrows.

Yun Fan frowned, raised his head and raised his head, the long sword in his hand was like a spirit snake, and he easily pulled it out, and then his right hand slanted the sword gauntlet to resist the sharp blade.

Click...... wipe

The force of the iron objects rubbing against each other in an instant, sparks sparked.

"Oh, the reaction is good!" Chi Xiaoyao's mouth lifted slightly, and he stood on the ground, looking at Yun Fan in a white robe, and said with more interest.

As his voice fell, his right hand shook slightly, only to see a sharp light burst out, his body rushed, and the long sword in his hand stabbed straight out again.

Yun Fan's face did not relax his vigilance at all, and he looked at the sword blade that rushed over, and his brows tightened more and more.

Is it still a straight stab!

The sword in his hand also followed and stabbed out, facing it head-on.

Wrong!

Yun Fan exclaimed in his heart, he found that when his sword was about to touch, he found that the sword had disappeared, to be precise, it had deviated from the trajectory.

Left!

Yun Fan quickly adjusted his body, and with a slight side, the long sword slashed out to the left.

Clang!

Another sound of gold and iron clashing sounded.

A body kept falling backwards, and finally the blade was stuck in the stone face before it stabilized.

"I didn't expect your consciousness to be quite strong, and you can actually see through the first sword of my Phantom Sword Technique. Chi Xiaoyao showed a look of surprise in his eyes, and then sneered: "I don't know if you can catch my second sword?"

After speaking, his body rushed towards Yun Fan again, but this time the difference was not a straight line, but a figure that was erratic from side to side.

In the blink of an eye, he was less than three meters away from Yun Fan, and only sensed countless sword blades stabbing towards him, and the sword snatched the vital point.

Yun Fan's face was solemn, his body was constantly dodging, and he couldn't see his true location clearly, so he could only rely on his perception to confirm the trajectory of the sword path and dodge the fatal blow.

Rumble!

Yun Fan's body turned back, only to see that a half-meter-deep hole was pierced out of the battlefield in the front, and before he could react, another sharp sword blade stabbed straight over.

There was no way, the body could only keep turning backwards.

With Yun Fan's current naked eye, he can't see through the opponent's trajectory at all, let alone fight back with a sword, so he can only rely on his perception to dodge the sword that stabbed him, and he can only do this at present.

Rumble!

The last explosion sounded, and Chi Xiaoyao stopped.

Yun Fan, gasping at this time, his face was heavy and sweat was falling from his forehead, and he looked at the red eyes in the distance and suddenly stared.

Looking at Chi Xiaoyao, whose face was tired and constantly panting for breath in the distance, made him have a conjecture in his heart.

If he had guessed correctly, this erratic phantom-like swordsmanship would have consumed considerable physical strength.

Then it turns out that it is impossible to maintain it for a long time.

In that case, now is the time!

Yun Fan rushed out like a cheetah, and the long sword in his hand slashed out together.

Chi Xiaoyao looked tired and tightened his teeth, and stepped forward under his feet, and a sword was reflected.

Clang!

Yun Fan kicked him in the chest, like a dragonfly dotting water, he turned around and landed, and the sword in his hand was picked up from the bottom up again.

Chi Xiaoyao's single sword eyebrows lowered downward, and the sword in his hand changed his move again and slammed downward.

Clang!

Yun Fan's eyes under the mask suddenly froze, his body stopped swooping, he took a step forward under his feet, and the sword in his hand shook suddenly.

Three-step Death Sword!

The first step, the first sword, the sword body shook to open the red sword.

Yun Fan's body lowered slightly, took another step, and with a flexible turn of his wrist, he slashed out with a sword again.

The second step, the second sword, the blade of the back of the sword slashed towards Chi Xiaoyao's waist, but was once again resisted by the ghostly swordsmanship of his hand.

Yun Fan's eyes flickered, his body bounced up, he took another step, the long sword in his hand changed again, and a sword stabbed out.

The third step, the third sword, the sword speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, the cold blade had reached less than half an inch of Chi Xiaoyao's roar.

Clang!

The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and I saw Chi Xiaoyao's head tilted back slightly, and the hilt of the sword resisted the last sword stabbed by Yun Fan.

This moment was only found in a moment of lightning.

"Hehe, I didn't expect it, I used your sword moves to fend off your attacks. Chi Yao smiled evilly, and then the long sword in his hand parted, broke away from Yun Fan's long sword, and stabbed it out.

Yun Fan's face was low as if he was about to come out of the water, and he didn't have time to be shocked, his body took a step back, and the long sword in his hand also stabbed abruptly.

Clang!

The bodies of the two exploded in the same way, and both sides stopped at the edge of the martial arts field, each looking at each other solemnly.

"Grimace, I said you can't win against me, although your kendo is superb, but after all, I have suppressed you by a realm, what do you use to win? Hahaha," Chi Xiaoyao laughed loudly with his sword in his hand.

Yun Fan did not shake his heart because of his words at this time, on the contrary, he was a little excited, because he felt that the gap between the bottlenecks and the cracks was getting bigger and bigger.

Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!

The last step, the last step!!

On the audience, some people were depressed and some people were excited.

"It's over, the Grimace Mask Man's fastest three-sword hole cards have been used. ”

"It looks like it's going to end, and the masked man has finally stopped here. ”

"Hey, Chi Xiaoyao's sword is enough to rank in the top five below Ning Yuan. ”

When everyone was discussing, the two on the martial arts platform fought again, and the sound of ping-pong gold and iron was continuous.

Both seem to be testing each other's limits, neither of them uses their hole cards, but fights each other with extremely ordinary moves.

I don't know how long it took, the two seemed to collide with hundreds of moves, from the martial arts platform to the stage, sharp and fast swordsmanship, dazzling, it seemed that the two of them had a hundred hands and hundreds of weapons in the fight.

Everywhere the two passed, they were destroyed, cutting off half of the martial arts, cracking floors, and damaged tables and chairs.

"Haha, you are really strong enough, I haven't encountered a sword cultivator that can make my whole body boil for a long time. Chi Xiaoyao smiled maniacally as he brandished his sword.

"Each other, each other. Yun Fan replied indifferently.

At this moment, the two of them were in tattered clothes, their hair was messy, and even Yun Fan's waist and arms already had several sword marks on their arms and a red-colored liquid bubbling out.

But the most shocking thing was Chi Yao, whose hats on his head were shattered, revealing their true faces. The stiff nose and a half-inch deep sword mark went straight from his forehead to his jaw, especially his obscured eyes, which were empty, and there were no eyeballs inside.

The two of them seemed to have killed the red eyes, regardless of the slash and stabbing of the sword, they kept waving the sword in their hands, attacking wildly.

Swish!

Suddenly, the two of them passed by, rushing out ten meters away, both in a posture looking forward, the sword in their hands pointing forward.

A sneer rose at the corner of Chi Xiaoyao's mouth, turned his back to the person behind him, and said gloomily: "You lost." ”

Yun Fan's brows trembled up and down, and he looked at his waist, the cloth on his waist had been dyed red, and it was even constantly spreading, and a hot pain came out.

Click!

The long sword was inserted into the ground, and the hand was holding the handle, and the body relied on the strength transmitted by the arm to stand with some difficulty.