At a certain moment, the blood began to boil, and then the pitch-black eyes fell on Yuwen Feng's body, and wisps of true qi penetrated into the Wind Slashing Sword.

In this noisy occasion, the Wind Slashing Sword also trembled slightly, as if it was longing for a battle of blood and tears.

Two fierce momentum gradually began to penetrate under the huge ring, and then two cold lights flashed.

The two figures shot out at almost the same time, and then after the collision of a cloud of sparkling metal, the figures of the two staggered with each other, and both landed on either side of the ring.

The next moment, both of them turned around, and the two eyes full of murderous intent collided together, and then the strong true qi burst out from the two of them, and the Wind Slashing Sword and the narrow sword collided again.

For a while, the battle between the two came and went, no matter what they were, and the audience under the ring, with the staggered collision of the two figures, the shouts were a few more decibels out of thin air, they seemed to be tireless, and some were just emotionally elevated.

Bang!

The fists collided, and Wang Fan and Yu Wenfeng's bodies shot backwards in unison, directly rubbing two shallow footsteps on the bluestone slab.

"Stinky boy, you can actually withstand my attack. Yu Wenfeng's expression was slightly gloomy, and his heart was slightly angry.

Thinking about the waste that he could easily step on under his feet in the past, and now he can actually fight with him to the point of equal proportions, Yu Wenfeng's heart ignited a killing intent.

If Wang Fan does not get rid of him, he will be restless every day.

Originally, Wang Fan bullied Yu Wenxuan, but he didn't take it seriously.

Who would have thought that in just one year, he would grow to such a point.

This son actually made such a substantial leap, and Wang Fan's terrifying increase in the speed of cultivation had seriously threatened him.

To be precise, the talent he is showing now has even been completely concealed.

Especially in the battle with Duke just now, Wang Fan can be said to be out of the limelight. In the scene where he finally drew the sword of the wind, even he regarded Wang Fan as a foil!

After thinking of this, the killing intent on Yu Wenfeng's face became even stronger, and the long sword in his hand seemed to feel the killing intent of his master, and let out a slight low sound, and a cold intent quietly diffused out.

Rumble!

The surging true qi poured out, and Yu Wenfeng's body rose directly into the air, and the long sword in his hand exuded a slight coolness, and rushed straight down towards Wang Fan.

And the latter also felt the momentum around him, and there was a significant change, and the Wind Slashing Sword in his hand gushed out a strong true qi in vain, and there was a faint pale cyan light looming.

"Wind Blade!!"

Yu Wenfeng opened his mouth indifferently, and at the same time as his dancing long sword, a series of rotating wind blades evolved from the air.

The moment the wind blade was formed, Yu Wenfeng raised the long sword in his hand, and where the tip of the sword pointed, one after another wind blades directly cut the air and shot in the direction where Wang Fan was!

Wang Fan was unhurried, his slender fingers tapped lightly on the hilt of the sword, and then the strong true qi went straight into the strange lines on the sword body.

Looking at the wind blade that was getting closer and closer, Wang Fan looked up at the sky with his hand, and the wind blade in the depths of his eyes was constantly magnified.

The next moment, the Wind Chopping Sword was swept out by Wang Fan as if it were a big knife!!

A sword flash, at the same time as Wang Fan swept out, burst out directly. Whistling into the wind blades.

Peng!

A series of sonic booms rang out, and then a figure rose up against the wind, holding the Wind Slashing Sword in his hand, and slashed down in the air.

When the sword fell, the terrifying true qi also erupted.

"Hmph, you think too highly of yourself!" Yu Wenfeng paused, moved two steps to the side, and then his figure gradually became blurred.

With a bang, the giant sword fell on the bluestone slab, and then the sand and dust filled the air, and the gravel shot up, and Wang Fan's body was also buried in it at this moment.

Before the movement here fell, in the eyes of all the disciples, a neat white light flashed, splitting the dust into two, and with the disappearance of the white mang, Yuwen Feng's figure holding a long sword fell into the eyes of everyone!

At this moment, the eyes of all the children were focused on the huge table, and the dust was only cut for a short time, and then it was filled again.

"It's so strong. ”

Everyone was slightly stunned, this was the second time they had seen the ferocity of Yuwen Peak, fast as lightning, and fast swordsmanship!

Under the ring, some third-order monks, their eyes slightly condensed, the sword just now, they were sure that it would be cut in half, too fast, too fast to dodge.

On the stone platform, the dust slowly dispersed, and a hazy and thin figure gradually appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Many people were secretly frightened when they saw this scene, Wang Fan actually carried the sword so fast just now? !

The sand and dust gradually dissipated, and Wang Fan's figure holding the Wind Slashing Sword slowly walked out of it, as if he was a little more vigilant in his indifferent expression.

Tick.

With the sound of water droplets, the originally noisy Fallen General Hall was suddenly quiet, and everyone's eyes fell on Wang Fan's body.

The blood beads fell on the stone platform, adding a bit of blood to this already bloody place.

Wang Fan is injured!

From the beginning to the present, someone finally hung the lottery between the two, and seeing this scene, the audience under the ring broke out in an uproar!

With the fall of the first drop of blood, I saw that on Wang Fan's left arm, wisps of blood emerged.

"Hmph. Wang Fan snorted indifferently, and his gaze fell on Yuwen Feng, who was standing with a sword in the distance.

Although he was injured, it was obvious that the other party was not very comfortable, if it wasn't for the good opportunity just now, how could Yu Wenfeng miss it.

"Damn boy. Yu Wenfeng gasped, a little bead of sweat on his forehead was slowly sliding down, and a pair of cruel eyes looked at Wang Fan in front of him.

At that moment just now, it seemed that he had made a profit, but in fact, it temporarily restrained him, and I have to say that Wang Fan's fists are indeed quite hard.

He had just taken a hard punch, and that kind of spare strength alone was enough for him to defuse for a while.

Compared to this, Wang Fan was a little miserable, with a little blood on his arm, obviously the sword just now also made him suffer a lot of losses.

"It seems that he still underestimated Yuwenfeng's strength, this guy seems to be beyond expectations. His lowered eyes were full of solemnity, and then Wang Fan shook his Wind Slashing Sword, looked around, and said in a low voice, "It seems that I can't keep my hand." ”

I don't know where the wind has ever been, gently blowing the two young men who are facing each other, the two of them each have a ghostly look at each other, and their feet step to the ground at the same time!!

Clang!

The next moment, the Wind Chopping Sword and the Sword collided together, the cold glow of the forest, the faces of the two people who were scraped were painful, and where the blades were intertwined, sporadic sparks splashed in all directions.