Ye Liancheng narrowed his eyes and stared at the quaint pure black ring on Xiao Fan's index finger.

The surrounding disciples only knew that Xiao Fan had been stuck in the same realm for six years, but Ye Liancheng sent someone to inquire that this Xiao Fan was originally a genius, and the speed of breaking through the realm was even inferior to him, but six years ago, the realm suddenly plummeted, and there has been no breakthrough since.

As a traverser, Ye Liancheng knew that this was a typical beginning of a waste material flow novel, and if he guessed correctly, Xiao Fan's ring might still have an old grandfather hidden.

"Dog thief, take your life!"

Xiao Fan took out the sword and stabbed straight at Ye Liancheng.

Is that all? Ye Liancheng's eyes froze, and he didn't choose to fight hard, and dodged the sword sideways.

Xiao Fan was stunned, he didn't expect Ye Liancheng to choose to dodge, his long-planned plan was in vain, and he had no choice but to continue to swing his sword at Ye Liancheng.

"Dog thief, are you only dodging after practicing swords for so many years?"

The sword qi generated by Xiao Fan's fierce attack continued to rush towards Ye Liancheng like raindrops, but Ye Liancheng calmly dodged, and his right hand pressed on the hilt of the sword never left.

The swordsmanship used in this person's attack was so strange, Ye Liancheng's expression became solemn, ordinary people would have been slacking off if they had been swinging their swords for so long, but Xiao Fan in front of him was getting faster and faster.

It was time to fight back, Ye Liancheng, who was about to be forced into the corner of the ring, drew his saber and interrupted Xiao Fan's stormy attack with a sword.

"Ding!"

The two swords struck together and made a crisp tremble, Ye Liancheng only felt that the tiger's mouth was numb, this Xiao Fan actually had so much strength!

Due to the different realms, although Xiao Fan was like a rainbow, he was still repelled by the giant force under Ye Liancheng's slash.

"Dog thief, is that what you have?"

Xiao Fan opened his mouth and said provocatively, and his index finger also pointed at Ye Liancheng and hooked it.

Ye Liancheng's eyes were cold, and the repeated provocations finally reached the limit of his patience, no matter if you have the aura of the protagonist or not, this time you must die.

"Sword Three!"

Ye Liancheng spit out two words, and the momentum of the whole person turned, and a sword stabbed at Xiao Fan.

"Haha, good time!"

Accompanied by laughter, the ring on Xiao Fan's index finger suddenly gushed out a secret light that spread all over his body with his index finger, and the already fierce momentum suddenly shrank, as if it was transformed from a torrent of spring water into a secluded deep pool in an instant.

"Bang!"

The collision of the two sword qi actually set off a wave of qi in the air and transmitted it to all directions, and everyone watching the battle gasped, they had never seen this level of battle.

Jian San is the third type on the "Sword Spectrum", the power is so great that it can break gold and gravel, Ye Liancheng thought that Xiao Fan would have to lose his skin after taking this move, but he didn't expect that Xiao Fan, who was holding the sword in front of him, just stared at himself lightly, and there was a mocking look in his black eyes.

"Look, Senior Brother is actually bleeding!"

A discordant voice broke the scorching situation.

"Blood?"

Ye Liancheng looked down and saw that his right hand holding the sword actually cracked a hole, and the blood fell on the bluestone floor drippingly.

"Senior Brother!" many female disciples exclaimed, and the hideous wound on Ye Liancheng's palm made them feel distressed.

"How did the waste hurt Senior Brother?"

......

The surrounding disciples were in an uproar

Ye Liancheng smiled bitterly in his heart, his guess was indeed correct, Xiao Fan in front of him was the protagonist of this world, whether it was his background or what he had done before, he was a villain template.

"Sword Four!"

Enduring the pain in his palm, Ye Liancheng clenched the sword in his hand and made another move.

The second sword was used, and Ye Liancheng's sword blade actually brought a trace of afterimage in the air, and this move had already touched the ceiling of the inner disciple.

On the other hand, Xiao Fan, at this time, he no longer spoke provocatively, the whole person was a little calm, and waved a sword to meet Ye Liancheng's move.

The two swords struck together, and sparks flew out.

The blow was blocked, and Ye Liancheng changed his steps and opened up the distance.

Xiao Fan was not in a hurry, although he was dressed in rags and had a thin body, these two encounters occupied the top.

A strand of hair was cut off and floated down from his ears, Ye Liancheng couldn't help but sigh, what a fast sword!

When the two of them were fighting swords just now, Xiao Fan blocked his sword with one blow, and in this gap he also sent a sword aimed directly at his head, but fortunately, he reacted quickly enough to dodge.

"Your sword is too rigid, and blindly pursuing moves will not succeed in the end. ”

Xiao Fan opened his mouth lightly, and Lao Cheng's words came out of the young man's mouth, which seemed a little funny, but the surrounding disciples no longer dared to speak sarcastically.

"Phew. ”

A mouthful of bloodshot spit came out of Ye Liancheng's mouth, "Don't pretend to be an uncle in front of me, come again." ”

Xiao Fan shook his head, this person's mind is chaotic and not enough to be an enemy.

Ye Liancheng rushed forward with his sword, this time he didn't use the moves on the sword spectrum, but just gathered the strength of his whole body on the tip of the sword.

Are you crazy? Want to win me with the simplest stab? Xiao Fan waved his sword casually and flicked away the powerful stab.

Wait, it doesn't seem that simple!

Xiao Fan's eyes froze, and Ye Liancheng's sword actually changed its angle when it was bounced in midair, and slashed towards his waist again.

Damn, he wanted to trade injuries for injuries. Xiao Fan's eyes were fierce, and he wanted to slash at Ye Liancheng's neck at a faster speed, but suddenly he seemed to remember something, and he didn't use his sword, but just retreated quickly.

"Flutter~"

The tattered clothes on Xiao Fan's body were easily cut like tofu, and blood continued to spill out along the three-inch-long wound.

It was almost disemboweled, Xiao Fan covered his abdomen with one hand, put his sword on his chest, and looked at Ye Liancheng vigilantly, how could it be, didn't he retreat?

Ye Liancheng smiled sadly, but hurriedly put it away, no, no, if he laughed like this again, he would completely become a villain.

Just now, Ye Liancheng was gambling on this sword, betting that Xiao Fan would not dare to exchange injuries for injuries with him, if he guessed correctly, Xiao Fan's swordsmanship suddenly improved, it should be because the old man in the ring was in charge of his body.

According to the routine in the novel, the old man in this ring should have pressed all his hopes on Xiao Fan's body, and naturally he didn't want to see Xiao Fan's now thin body suffer sword wounds, and he would fall into a hidden illness from then on.

That's why he dared to bet on this sword, and after the stab was blocked, Ye Liancheng let go of the hilt of the sword, and the hilt that was originally held in his wrist became only clamped with his index finger and middle finger, so that if he slashed at Xiao Fan, the range of attacks that could be attacked was also expanded a lot.

Resisting the urge to laugh weirdly, Ye Liancheng was secretly refreshed in his heart, there are few villains like himself who can hurt the protagonist.

Only then did Xiao Fan understand that he had been tricked, and snorted in a low voice, "Old man, I will actually be injured by this kind of indiscriminate means." ”

According to the routine, at this time, the villain will gradually come up with his own tricks, and only in the end will he use his strongest move, but Ye Liancheng, as a traverser, will certainly not make the mistakes of his predecessors again.

Ye Liancheng silently recited "Sword Ten" in his heart, this is the last move on the sword spectrum, and it is also the strongest move in the Iron Sword Gate. And this trick came to his lips, but he quietly changed his name.

"Sword Five!"

Seeing that Ye Liancheng reported the name of his move, Xiao Fan was not to be outdone, and shouted: "Chonglang Eighteen Styles Tenth Style." ”

The two slashed together again, and the terrifying aura exploded instantly, Xiao Fan's hands wanted to block Ye Liancheng's sword with all his might, but Ye Liancheng's sword pressed on his sword like a mountain, and the sword that belonged to Ge Ye also let out a pleading trembling sound.

"Boom!"

After a muffled sound, Xiao Fan's sword shattered inch by inch.

After Ye Liancheng's sword lost its block, it slashed out a beautiful crescent moon in the air, and at the end of the crescent moon was a long string of exaggerated blood flowers.

After hitting Xiao Fan hard, Ye Liancheng did not stop, continued to take a step forward, and slapped his palm on Xiao Fan's chest.

After eating a skill sword ten, Xiao Fan temporarily lost consciousness, and had to take this palm firmly.

"Poof"

A mouthful of dirty blood spit out from Xiao Fan's mouth, he never expected that the person in front of him would be so despicable that he could come up with such a trick as a lie.

Ye Liancheng looked at Xiao Fan, who landed on the edge of the ring like a broken kite but was still very sober, and sighed again in his heart: The protagonist is the protagonist, so resistant to beating, if he were to be himself, I am afraid that he would have died a long time ago.