"You caught my sword!"

Jian Zong looked at Fan Tong in surprise, he didn't expect that the people of the Red Bronze Martial Palace, besides Jun Han, there were still people who could catch his sword.

"This Fan Tong caught Jian Zong's sword blow?"

"I don't think it should be Jian Zong's move to deliberately test Fan Tong, how superb Jian Zong's swordsmanship is, how can his attack be blocked by Fan Tong's waste. ”

......

"Nine Turns Sword Qi!"

Jian Zong suddenly came out, holding a steel sword, and rushed towards Fan Tong, the sword qi spread out in a circle, and suddenly rolled up a gust of wind and dust.

"Alas, alas, that's it?"

Fan Tong was holding the giant sword in both hands, just now he was talking and laughing, and the next moment, Fan Tong's eyes were solemn, and a majestic sword qi gathered on Fan Tong's body.

"Heavenly Martial Sword Technique!"

Whew!

Fan Tong swung the giant sword and swept over, this sword was tens of thousands of strengths, drawing a black shadow in the air.

"This is the Tianwu Sword Technique, this guy completely smashed it with a giant sword!"

Said the students around him.

Bite!

The giant sword collided with the steel sword, and a crisp sword strike sounded in the air, and the two sword qi rushed into the sky, spreading around.

The students who were laughing at Fan Tong just now were completely shocked by Fan Tong when they saw this scene.

What?

With this sword, Fan Tong actually caught the sword attack of Jian Zong again?

"This is too weird, isn't it! Fan Tong, is everyone a piece of waste?"

"Could it be that this waste has risen?"

"No way, just look! he'll show his feet later. ”

The sword qi surged in Fan Tong's body, and in the martial arts, a magical power entered Fan Tong's body, and at that moment, Fan Tong seemed to have a deeper understanding of the way of the sword.

Wang Jian Wu Vein, Giant Sword Out, Sword King To!

A momentum that only a king can have to look at the world burst out from all over Fan Tong's body, and Fan Tong waved his big hand and pushed the sword Zongzhen.

Fan Tong looked at his hands in surprise, just now he could feel that he was getting stronger again.

"Hahaha, Uncle will have a good time with you today. ”

"Hah!

Fan Tong held the giant sword high, rushed towards the sword like a madman, and slashed out with a sword, extremely domineering, as if the king had returned.

How can it be?

How could this Fan Tong show such momentum and aura, this is too weird!

On the high platform, the deputy hall master was ecstatic, staring at Fan Tong who was wielding the giant sword, and secretly said in his heart: "Could it be that this is a supernatural martial vein?"

Tsui Hark's face was very bad, a Jun Han had already given him a lot of headaches, and now such a monster had appeared.

"Hahahaha...... What a grandma's pleasure!"

"Hit it, hack you! Hahaha!"

Fan Tong opened and closed widely, slashing wildly towards Jian Zong.

"Peak-level Heavenly Martial Sword Technique!"

Under Fan Tong's attack, Jian Zong was forced to hurriedly defend with his sword.

Jian Zong, but a master with a sword, how could he be suppressed by Fan Tong, a waste?

"You are looking for death!" Jian Zong's eyes turned cold, and he slashed Fan Tong back with a sword, and then rose into the air, and a stream of sword qi gathered at the tip of Jian Zong's sword, and faintly, a lotus flower emerged.

Suddenly, Jian Zong's whole person's aura became ethereal.

Aura, Jian Zong touched the threshold of the sword momentum, and showed a swordsmanship with aura.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this, what a terrifying aura. ”

"This is the sword momentum, Senior Brother Jian Zong has really touched the threshold of the sword momentum. ”

"This Fan Tong still doesn't admit defeat? He wants to resist the sword of Jian Zong, this will kill him!"

"Fan Tong, admit defeat quickly, you can't take this sword. Bai Xiling hurriedly rushed to the front of the competition platform and yelled at Fan Tong.

"Come down quickly, or you'll die!" As soon as Su Meng's body moved, he was about to rush to the competition platform.

Everyone was admonishing Fan Tong to step down, but Jun Han did not do so.

He looked at Fan Tong, his eyes were extremely deep, and said, "Fan Tong, are you really going to be a rice bucket for the rest of your life?

Fan Tong turned his head, his fat face flashed with a pair of bull's eyes.

At this moment, he was snorting and tearing.

The fat body made Fan Tong look a little funny, but at this moment, Fan Tong's eyes were extremely sharp.

"Elder Bai, thank you for keeping me in the Heavenly Martial Palace. ”

"Thank you, Boss, for your pointers. ”

"Once, I, Fan Tong, was a rice bucket that everyone bullied. ”

"All along, I have been at your disposal. ”

"But today, I want to make my own decision!"

Fan Tong held the giant sword in both hands, facing the scorching sun, and poured all the spiritual power of his body into the giant sword, and the entire bluestone martial arts platform trembled.

"Even if I fight to the death, I have to prove that I am Fan Tong and not a waste!"

"Ahh

Like a demon in the abyss, Fan Tong let out a hysterical roar, the giant sword flew, and Fan Tong stomped his big feet, so that he could be a flying eagle soaring into the sky.

"Kill!"

Fan Tong drank violently, and the roar shocked everyone present.

In the amazed eyes of everyone, Fan Tong and Jian Zong clashed, and an endless force poured out of Fan Tong's body, Fan Tong was like a real sword king at this moment.

Click!

The wind blew and exploded.

Fan Tong spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the giant sword flew down outside the competition platform, and his body smashed heavily on the competition platform, leaving a deep pit that was not shallow.

"Crazy!

Jian Zong's eyes widened, and his sword-wielding arm trembled slightly.

At the moment of the confrontation, he seemed to see a venerable king, wielding a sword to dominate the world.

Jian Zong lowered his head and looked at his feet that had already stepped half a step out of the range of the competition platform, his eyes were full of incredulity.

Stepping out of the realm of martial arts, Jian Zong was defeated!

"My Jian Zong, I was defeated and lost to Fan Tong?" Jian Zong couldn't have imagined this ending, which was more embarrassing than losing at Jun Han's hands.

"What......? Out of bounds?"

"I'm not mistaken! When did Fan Tong become so powerful. ”

"Tianwu Palace, it's going to change the sky......"

Fan Tong rubbed his head and crawled out of the pit on the competition platform, and soon noticed the strange stares of the students around him.

"Fan Tong, win, the ranking of the Heavenly Martial Hall has been promoted to the Huangwu List, the third hundred and forty-ninth place!"

Fan Tong said hesitantly: "I...... Win?"

"I won!

"I'm Fan Tong, I'm not a waste! I'm Fan Tong, a strong man on the Huang Wu List!" Fan Tong said proudly.

On the competition platform, Fan Tong laughed wildly, recalling the suffering he had suffered these days, and in an instant, Fan Tong actually cried loudly.

Under the competition stage, Zhou Yuanxun looked at Fan Tong on the competition platform and clenched his fists.

Jian Zong and him were both students of the Silver Martial Palace, and Jian Zong was humiliated, and he couldn't hold face on his face.

"Brother Zhou, are you going to make a move?" asked the young man next to him.

On the other side of the competition platform, Zhou Yuanxun walked up step by step, his eyes were cold, and he said, "Fan Tong, are you still going to continue to fight with me?"

"Huang Wubang, the two hundred and ninety-second, Zhou Yuanxun!"