Chapter 86
Judging from Yu Wenfeng's attitude, this also means that Yu Wenfeng has been suppressing his cultivation just now. In the battle against Wang Fan, few people can do this kind of courage alone.
Raising his head slightly, Wang Fan's eyes were also slightly narrowed together at this moment, is this all the strength of Yuwen Peak? Sure enough, the gap in level cultivation is still irreparable.
Taking a deep breath, Wang Fan's forehead pupils also became deeper at this moment, and the crazy color on his face gradually faded, and turned into a calm appearance like water in a blink of an eye.
For a while, even Yuwenfeng in the sky was slightly surprised, and in the face of Wang Fan's performance, he was a little surprised, and the other party didn't seem to be afraid......
It was this calm state of mind that actually gave birth to an uneasy psychology in Yu Wenfeng's heart.
The time for Wang Fan to rise is too short, and in less than a year, he has heard a little about some of the events that Wang Fan has tossed.
I have to say that Wang Fan's terrifying speed of improving his cultivation makes people secretly smack his tongue, if he wins.
Then Wang Fan, this kid, will definitely learn the talents that the palace focuses on cultivating, but he has such a good talent, but his fate is not good.
If he guessed correctly, after today, Wang Fan's name will be removed from the empire.
Thinking of this, the dean stretched out his hand to his chin and pondered for a moment, if Wang Fan really lost, he would also come to the rescue
Bang!!
A terrifying wave of spiritual energy swept away where the two figures intertwined, and then a slightly embarrassed figure shot out backwards.
And after the embarrassed figure settled, he resolutely raised his head, showing a little stubbornness on his green face, if you look carefully, you will find that the arm of the giant sword is faintly trembling.
Then a bead of sweat slid down from the young man's forehead, and Yu Wenfeng, who had no reservations, was facing him head-on, and he couldn't get any benefits.
In the case of close attack, he can't get any benefit at all, so he can only rely on the exercises to make up for his own lack of cultivation.
Before Wang Fan could make any moves, a strong spiritual power rushed to his face again, and before he had time to think about it so much, a wisp of breeze rolled under his feet, and then he held the giant sword fiercely in his hand, and his body rose up.
Scold!
A cold sword qi pierced where Wang Fan was just now, directly shattering the hard bluestone slab.
"Escape the Curse!!"
When Wang Fan's body was in the air, his slender five fingers spread out and stretched out to the sky, and wisps of spiritual power erupted from his hands.
The next moment, the air around him became moist, and after seeing this, Yu Wenfeng also frowned slightly, his eyelids jumped involuntarily, and his expression became solemn.
"Lingyun!!" Yu Wenfeng shouted, facing Wang Fan's tricks at this moment, he didn't dare to be careless.
If it weren't for the last time he saw it with his own eyes, Yu Wenfeng might have suffered a lot of losses like Feng Qing.
And Wang Fan relied on this trick to cross a big realm to make Duke deflated.
Now, his strength is still stepping into the third order, and the power can be imagined if he uses this move again.
In Yuwenfeng's fugue of thinking, on the huge stone platform, there are some water droplets that slide down from time to time.
With the first drop of water falling, Yu Wenfeng's face sank slightly, the long sword in his hand shook, his footsteps stepped on the ground, and Wang Fan, who looked calm, shouted: "Wind kill!!"
The long sword drew a circle in mid-air, and a crescent-shaped sword light struck with a blazing light, menacing!
And before this sword light approached Wang Fan, it was pierced by the raindrops that slowly fell.
The scene in front of him made Yu Wenfeng feel shocked, the ghost knows where Wang Fan got this terrible sword technique, not a drop of rain carries a little sword intent, and his own attack is simply vulnerable under the backdrop of these raindrops.
"Rain of Swords!!"
While defusing Yuwenfeng's attack, Wang Fan stepped forward, and the raindrops around him fell in an instant, heading towards the direction where Yuwenfeng was.
And these seemingly crystal clear, waterdrop-like attacks made Yu Wenfeng feel numb on his scalp for the first time.
Woooooooo
The raindrops pierced the air with a little sword intent, blocking all the retreats of Yuwen Peak.
"Okay, very good!" When ordinary people encounter this kind of thing, what they should think of is how to face it, but Yu Wenfeng showed a fierce smile.
Thinking that he would be forced to have no way out by someone who could be trampled to death casually, Yu Wenfeng smiled, and then the coldness on his body increased out of thin air, and even the air around him began to become solidified.
As the raindrops approached quickly, Yuwen Feng suddenly raised his head, and the air around him became cold, and even the raindrops with sword qi were frozen in mid-air.
"It's!"
Wang Fan's face changed greatly, and looking at the speed at which the raindrops gradually slowed down, an uneasy feeling arose.
"Hanmei Sword, Falling Frost!!"
Sen Leng's voice fell, and Yuwen Feng took a step forward, and the raindrops that were originally all around him were instantly covered with a layer of frost, and then they were frozen in mid-air.
A cold winter red plum blossomed, and then the narrow sword pierced through the center of the plum blossom, and where it passed, those raindrops carrying sword intent directly shattered!
"This is!!" the dean's eyes condensed slightly, this move gave him a familiar feeling, hooked him into the memory.
However, in front of him, the clan elders of the school palace all had solemn faces, whether it was Wang Fan's attack like rain just now, or the earth-shattering sword that Yuwenfeng had now cast!
All of them have refreshed their perception of the younger generation.
This is the talent shown between the juniors of the two school palaces, and it is so amazing......
Under the ring, the calm appearance on Wang Fan's face disappeared, and was replaced by a solemn look on his face.
Not only him, but even Duke, who had been silent in the direction of the corner of the martial arts arena, also felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart after seeing this terrifying trick.
Could this be Yuwenfeng's hole card, this is inevitably too strong.
It is not an exaggeration to say that under this terrifying killing move, neither he nor Duke dared to say that they could easily resist the sword in front of them!
The sword lay across the air, as if time had slowed down at this time, and at the same time, the air around the sword had become extremely cold!
Looking at the sword that was getting closer and closer, Wang Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and a dignified color gradually spread across his green face.