Chapter 32: You're all philistine!

This mysterious person who appeared all over his body covered by the black robe also seemed to surprise everyone on the audience, and tens of thousands of people poked their heads to look at the mysterious person with doubts, and their eyes revealed a beam of curiosity.

It can be seen that they also feel strange about this mysterious person, and some people try to stare at the eyes and try to see through the true face under the black robe, but to no avail, a face is covered tightly, and the upper half of the face cannot be seen at all, only the lower half of the red lips and the white skin can be vaguely seen.

But in this way, the curiosity in their hearts was aroused even more, and the snooping light was condensed in their eyes, wanting to penetrate the black robe that covered half of their faces, and see the only remaining but well-protected upper half.

"Grass, don't look at it, you can't see the bullshit, and your eyes are about to blind Lao Tzu. A big man scolded in a low voice, sitting in his seat and rubbing his sour eyes.

"Hey, have you ever seen this man?"

"I haven't seen it, although I'm not a loyal fan of the dueling arena, but I'm a regular visitor, there are not hundreds, there are dozens, but I really haven't seen this person!"

"So this mysterious man is also a newcomer?"

"I'll go, that's what you say. ”

"What the hell is going on lately? It's not a new dark horse grimace that came out of thin air, or it's a thunder shock who suddenly became stronger, or it's a mysterious person who suddenly appeared!"

"Who knows......"

Yun Fan, who was standing on the martial stage, had extremely sharp hearing, and the audience whispered a word for private discussion, which confirmed that the mysterious person who suddenly appeared was also a new player, and he came with him, but it was just a first come.

At this time, the mysterious person under the martial arts platform had slowly walked to a distance of less than ten zhang from Yun Fan, and his body was not tall, and a pair of indifferent beams of light under the black robe stared straight at Yun Fan not far away, but he was silent and did nothing.

Yun Fan sensed it and indifferently reflected it on the mysterious person, looking at it indifferently, motionless.

The strange scene of the two made everyone in the audience confused, I don't know what kind of thing this is, they don't fight, they don't speak, just like two stone sculptures against each other.

Long......

A cool and crisp voice rang out from the black-robed figure.

"You're strong. ”

A very simple sentence that seems to have been brewing in the hearts of mysterious people for a long time before it is spoken.

"Praise it. Yun Fan squinted his eyes slightly, there was a strange color in his eyes, and after hearing the crisp and weak timbre at first, he seemed to deliberately engage in roughness, which made him stunned for a moment, and then he could clearly feel that this person seemed to deliberately suppress the original voice, deliberately making a voice that looked like a man and a woman.

This also shattered the idea of trying to distinguish the voice to confirm whether it was a man or a woman.

"No...... You're really strong, and I know that that's not your real strength!"

The mysterious man's male-female voice came out again, as if he had hesitated and paused in between.

"So, do you want me to let you live?" Yun Fan smiled slightly and said lightly.

The mysterious man shook his loose hat slightly, and said slowly and indifferently: "No, and there is no need, because ...... You are no match for me. ”

"Oh?" Hearing this, Yun Fan was stunned for a while, and the corners of his mouth in the mask unconsciously hooked up a cold and arrogant arc, and asked lightly: "So, you are very strong?"

When these words were asked, the mysterious man ten feet away was silent for a while.

After a few breaths, Fang responded: "I'm not strong, but I'm just a more abrupt person among the best." ”

"Huh?"

Yun Fan could clearly see that when the mysterious man said this, his whole body seemed to tremble, and he could also hear a sense of self-deprecation and gloom from his tone.

And...... There was a heavy desperation in his tone!!

Yun Fan didn't know why he showed such a gesture, and he didn't want to know, because he had just heard the extremely harsh word mediocrity!

"What do you mean, in your eyes, our group of people are at most mediocre?" Yun Fan's indifferent expression suddenly became sharp, and his tone was extremely indifferent.

The mysterious man seemed to hear the anger, was silent for a moment, and then said calmly: "This is a fact, and it is also an inescapable fact, and then I will use my strength to prove how vulnerable you are in front of me." ”

"Just what I want!" Yun Fan narrowed his Danfeng eyes, and casually pulled out a three-foot Qingfeng, and suddenly a cold light appeared.

"I'm not going to show mercy. The mysterious man also followed and drew a three-foot sword from behind the black robe.

The sword body is as slender as the usual sword, but the back of the sword is engraved with a peculiar plum blossom pattern, and it is also shining with dazzling light, and a cold aura emanates from the sword body, permeating the surroundings, and sweeping directly towards Yun Fan.

Yun Fan frowned.

He glanced at the long sword in the mysterious man's hand, and the shining light on his body, and could sense that this was an unusual sword, and it was still a sword!

At least compared to the sword in his hand at the moment, it is not of a rank at all!

"Pick up!"

Suddenly, the mysterious man screamed, and his figure suddenly burst out, crossing over quickly like a cheetah, the speed was extremely fast, and it was already within reach of Yun Fan in the blink of an eye.

The pink plum blossom sword in the mysterious man's hand did not drag the mud and water freely, but it did not lose its accuracy, and accurately stabbed towards Yun Fan's eyebrows.

The cold blade is approaching, and the cold light is shining!

Yun Fan looked coldly at the mysterious person who rushed suddenly, his nose let out a coldness, the long sword flowed, and he waved his sword arbitrarily to meet the approaching blade, his movements were elegant but confident.

Bell ——!

The swordsmanship that seemed to be as tricky as a poisonous snake seemed to be pinched seven inches in front of Yun Fan, and he couldn't exert any power at all, and he was easily swept away with a sword.

The mysterious man watched his sword being blocked at random in mid-air, and he didn't mess up, his eyes turned around, and he began to spin in the air, like a rampant tornado, regrouping and swinging his sword again, like hundreds of sword lights flashing, towards Yun Fan again.

Yun Fan didn't show weakness when he saw this posture, his figure was shocked, his footwork was simple but extremely fast, and the long sword in his hand was like splashing water.

Jingle Bell!

Bursts of alternating iron beetles sounded one after another!

It seems that countless sword shadows are irresistible to a sword, but in Yun Fan's sword, it is the same, and it is broken with one sword!

Jingling!

When the last sword fell, the pink plum blossom sword in the mysterious man's hand was trembling and trembling, and a loud groan shook out, and the violent concussion force made his palm a little paralyzed, even at this time, Yun Fan seized the opportunity, his body turned, like a whirlwind rising into the sky, and kicked on the chest of the mysterious man, but he resisted it with one arm, but his body couldn't help but fly out upside down, and stabilized his body after a few steps of the fast landing style.

The numbness and pain in his arm made his face gloomy, and he slowly raised his head and a cold light shot out.

"This is your so-called powerful strength?" Yun Fan said at the same time, the long sword swept downward, and a whistling that pierced the breeze sounded.

"I admit it. The mysterious man glanced at Yun Fan coldly, paused, and said indifferently: "I take back the words of the leader, but you still can't escape from the head street of the mediocre, you know that you are just a mere mech, a better memorial!"

Yun Fan didn't speak, as if waiting for his next words.

"But...... You're barely outstanding at best!" The mysterious man couldn't smell the timbre of men and women indifferently, and couldn't help but laugh when he drifted into Yun Fan's ears.

And laughed out loud.

"You are a mediocre person, a mediocre person, I am curious about what you look like!" Yun Fan's cold tone was still a little curious.

"You've got to have the skills to do it!" the mysterious man disdained and provoked.

"Billions of rain!"

The mysterious man shouted angrily, the swordsmanship trembled, the sword path was varied, the swordsmanship was extremely fast, and the ruthlessness in it was pointed directly at Yun Fan's heart, as if a sword turned into hundreds of millions of raindrops and billions of swords, and swept away wildly.

"The first sword, the first sword is cold and light nineteen states!"

No matter how much the mysterious person's swordsmanship changes, Yun Fan always responds to all changes with the same, and the three-foot Qingfeng is extremely flexible in his hands, as if he has spirituality, and he adapts autonomously.

In a breath, one step out, one sword to the end.

The cold light went straight down towards the blade of the sword, which sometimes changed raindrops and sometimes swords, and the figures of the two of them moved extremely fast, dragging pieces of afterimages behind them, and suddenly intertwined together.