"If you want to fight, don't ink. ”

Fan Jian's calm and sharp tone.

Ling Xiao Yan was furious: "Time is pressing? You are really a big shelf!

When the words fell, Xiao Yan stepped out and rushed towards Fan Jian quickly.

Everywhere it passed, a deep footprint was left behind, which shows the depth of its power.

Fierce sword intent erupted from Xiao Yan's body, and the oppressive force of the Burning Blood Realm all over his body rushed to his face.

"White clouds come out of Xiu!"

Xiao Yan used a sharp sword move in the Jiuyang Sword Sutra and slashed at Fan Jian.

Seeing that a sword was about to fall on Fan Jian's body.

A sword flash flashed, Fan Jian pulled out his sword in an instant, and a sword hit Xiao Yan's weakest point in the sword momentum, easily dissolving Xiao Yan's sword.

With this sword, Fan Jian did not use the extreme sword intent, not even the power of the sixth layer of his Quenching Pulse Realm.

Just with a deep understanding of the way of the sword, he easily defused Xiao Yan's attack.

The sound of a bell.

Xiao Yan's figure stepped backwards, and there was a strange meaning in his eyes.

The three second-peak disciples behind him also felt a little strange.

They are all sword practitioners, so they naturally see the strangeness.

Xiao Yan's move is out of the clouds, which can be described as powerful, showing the strength of the Burning Blood Realm to the fullest.

Don't say that it is the Quenching Pulse Realm, even the previous Demon Sect disciple of the Burning Blood Realm was seriously injured by Xiao Yan's sword.

But Fan Jian just casually waved his sword and dissolved it, which was really a bit strange.

Fan Jian chuckled: "Your sword moves, Taiji! I don't think there is any need for us to continue competing." ”

Fan Jian didn't want to pretend to be this force, but he was simply forced to pretend to be forced.

Behind the pretense is the helplessness of a poor ghost.

This refining Jiuyang Sword can only withstand his three "random swords".

I had already used it once to deal with the disciples of the Demon Sect before.

And this Xiao Yan's realm is a lot higher than him, and if he continues to fight, he will inevitably use the ultimate sword intent.

The main thing is that I feel sorry for my sword.

didn't think about it, but Fan Jian's words made Xiao Yan even more unhappy: "It was just a temptation just now, I haven't shown my true strength yet!"

"Then hurry up!

Fan Jian looked impatient.

In my heart, since I have to fight, then I can simply solve him with a sword!

"One move determines the victory?heh, I hope you don't regret it! Just now I defeated the Demon Sect disciple of the fourth layer of the Burning Blood Realm, and I didn't use this move, so I will sacrifice my move, so that you can see what is really powerful!"

Xiao Yan held the sword in both hands, and his face became serious.

The faces of the three Second Peak disciples behind him all changed drastically: "What! Senior Brother Xiao Yan! You even have stronger tricks!"

"With the strength of the first layer of the Burning Blood Realm, one person singled out more than a dozen Demon Sect disciples, and also killed the Demon Sect master of the fourth layer of the Burning Blood Realm, Senior Brother Xiao Yan, you still retain your strength!"

Xiao Yan obviously had the intention of showing off with Fan Jian, and he didn't use this trick when he fought against the disciples of the Demon Sect.

Now fighting against Fan Jian, but he has to use it.

Just want to show off his strength and save face from losing to Fan Jian in the inner door assessment last time.

I saw that golden rays appeared on Xiao Yan's body, condensed into a powerful force, and converged towards the Jiuyang Sword in his hand.

The clothes on its body were windless, hunting sounded, and puffs of sand and dust rose on the ground.

A powerful force slowly brewed on its Jiuyang Sword.

"Whoa—"

Xiao Yan screamed, and his breath increased explosively again.

The three disciples behind him, as well as Luo Ningyuan on Fan Jian's side, all changed their faces greatly.

"This ...... This is simply a power that does not belong to the first level of the Burning Blood Realm!"

Luo Ningyuan said worriedly to Fan Jian, "Be careful...... Don't kill him with a sword, after all, it's our fellow disciple. ”

Fan Jian nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, I have my own measure." ”

Hearing the conversation between the two, Xiao Yan was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

He originally heard Luo Ningyuan tell Fan Jian to be careful, and he was secretly proud in his heart.

As a result, when he heard Luo Ning's later words, don't kill him with a sword, and he almost didn't go mad when he was accumulating strength.

The key is that Fan Jian's measured and serious tone sounded like something was going on.

The Burning Blood Realm is something you kill, and you can kill it if you want to?!

In a fit of rage, Xiao Yan roared: "Fan Jian, you didn't interrupt my accumulation, you are really a fool! Look at my sword move-Sword Splitting Wave Slash!"

A majestic aura erupted from Xiao Yan's body, and this sword accumulated heavy power, which exploded in an instant, like a torrent, coming mightily.

Slashing out this sword, Xiao Yan's eyes showed a look of pride, and he said secretly: "Ignorant Fan Jian, this is the fifth-order sword technique that my grandfather taught me, although I am only a superficial entry, but this power is several times more than the third-level Jiuyang Sword Sutra!

The powerful sword momentum like a torrent poured towards Fan Jian.

The three disciples behind Xiao Yan showed horror in their eyes, the strength of this sword made them feel extremely small.

Luo Ningyuan's face also became solemn, she knew that Fan Jian's sword intent was very powerful, but in front of such a powerful sword, she had to worry a little about Fan Jian.

However, Luo Ningkite's worries were simply unnecessary.

I saw a hint of disgust in Fan Jian's eyes: "What bells and whistles!"

Before the mighty torrent of sword momentum, Fan Jian slashed out lightly.

It's like a lonely boat in a tsunami and a strong wind.

But this lonely boat came by the wind and waves, tearing apart the stormy waves!

The sword intent that was sharp to the extreme, from the sword momentum of the raging waves, broke out of the air.

Although this sword of Fan Jian is extremely thin, it has indestructible power!

Xiao Yan's powerful sword, which had been stored for a long time, was like a fragile white paper, easily pierced by a sword.

Clang!

Click!

The blades were staggered, and the extreme sword intent instantly shattered Xiao Yan's sword.

And on Fan Jian's refining Jiuyang Sword, cracks also appeared, indicating that this sword only had its last useful life left.

"No!

Xiao Yan's body retreated, and his eyes showed incomparably frightened intentions.

He said incompetently and furiously: "Why! Fan Jian! What kind of evil art did you use! Why did I charge a sword for so long, and you broke it in an instant! Nima's, don't you need to charge your strength!"

The three disciples behind Xiao Yan were also dumbfounded.

They think that Xiao Yan is already ridiculously strong, not to mention the rapid improvement of the realm, the actual combat ability is still so strong.

also mastered that terrifying sword move, in their eyes, Xiao Yan was already a pervert-level existence.

Unexpectedly, Fan Jian was even more perverted than Xiao Yan!

A random sword! A random sword broke through Xiao Yan's terrifying sword move!

"Alas......"

An old sigh came.

An illusory figure flew out behind Xiao Yan, the appearance of an old grandfather.

As soon as this illusory figure appeared, he shot out an elite gaze and looked at Fan Jian: "Junior, your sword intent is really extraordinary, but you have repeatedly deceived me as a disciple, but I can't let you go!"

As he spoke, the old man stretched out his hand and pressed on Xiao Yan's back and said, "Xiao Yan, next, hand over the control of your body to me, and grandpa will help you defeat him!"