Wang Fan pulled out the Wind Slashing Sword, and slowly poured the golden true qi in his body into the long sword, giving the silver glittering long sword an extra layer of golden light.

Sun Yang looked at Wang Fan with a different expression, and when he saw the golden light on the long sword, he said with great satisfaction: "You really have a good cultivation, no wonder you can defeat that arrogant magician." ”

Pulling out the long knife behind him, Sun Yang also poured the lightly colored sword qi into the long knife. With a loud shout, he stepped on the ring under his feet, and his body was like a tiger on the grass, and he suddenly rushed towards Wang Fan.

Wang Fan's eyes burst out with two rays of light. The phantom god stepped out, a second before Sun Yang pounced in front of him. The ghostly shape of his body moved sideways, avoiding the long knife that Sun Yang slashed over.

On top of the long knife that split into the air, a fierce wind swept towards Wang Fan's body, blowing the clothes on his body and making the hunting sound on his body.

"It's so fast. Wang Fan couldn't help but exclaim.

Sun Yang smiled faintly and said, "Without such speed, how could I challenge you, didn't I give you two hundred yuan stones for nothing?"

Wang Fan felt that this bald Sun Yang was really interesting, unlike those martial artists who wanted to be noticed by the Tibetan public, fighting with himself should be out of pure curiosity, wanting to see his own cultivation. No, to show himself in front of everyone, otherwise he would not have been able to bring himself here.

Thinking like this, he had a good impression of him in his heart, but Wang Fan was not beaten passively all the time, the Wind Chopping Sword shook out a sword flower in the air, and Wang Fan stepped on the phantom step and rushed towards Sun Yang.

The wind was like a blast, and in the blink of an eye, Wang Fan rushed in front of Sun Yang, and a faint golden light flashed on the long sword, stabbing directly at Sun Yang's chest

Sun Yang immediately swung his sword to block, and when it sounded, the sound of gold and iron clashing, the long knife and the long sword collided together, and a string of golden sparks burst out at the confrontation.

In the first encounter, both of them felt the strength of the other party, quickly took a few steps back, and then rushed towards each other again.

The crisp sound of gold and iron clashing was endless, and the two of them quickly changed their figures, and the long knives with blue light and golden swords constantly collided.

Wang Fan already felt that Sun Yang's cultivation realm was a little higher than his own. However, he was not panicked, after all, the Xuan Gong he cultivated was even more peculiar, and through the cultivation of body refining techniques, his physical strength was much higher than that of Sun Yang.

He was engrossed, the long sword in his hand danced, constantly slashing and blocking, Ling Feng's sword technique continued to be displayed, and the sharp sword moves attacked Sun Yang again and again.

With his Phantom Divine Steps, his body and swordsmanship are amazingly fast, although Sun Yang has cultivated to a higher level, and wants to defeat Wang Fan quickly, but he can't find a flaw in Wang Fan in a short time. For a while, the battle between the two reached a stalemate.

The long swords and long knives that split the air fell on the ring at his feet from time to time, but as Sun Yang had introduced before. The mysterious formation in the ring absorbed most of the power of the sword, and the ring was as steady as a rock without a trace of cracking.

"You're a good opponent, but it seems to be a little less skillful, look at my storm sword technique. After a moment of stalemate, Sun Yang suddenly shouted loudly and raised the long knife in his hand high.