"There is going to be a decisive battle tonight, why did Fan Lang leave at this juncture?"

"yes, he should go to the desert wasteland now. ”

"Isn't there going to be any change?"

There was a lot of discussion in Yanlong Academy, and they didn't know why Fan Lang left.

Fan Lang never returned, time passed slowly, dragging the sun into the end of the western earth, and there was a twilight as red as blood between heaven and earth.

The sun sets, the moon hangs high, and thousands of stars twinkle. Tonight is the night of the full moon, and the primordial moon is as full as a silver platter. The night sky was clear and cloudless, and even the potholes on the moon could be seen clearly.

As the night gets deeper, the temperature of the desert wasteland decreases and becomes colder and colder.

The two sides only agreed to fight in the next month, and did not specify a specific time, a little earlier, a little later, it seems that it is okay.

Some spectators are already arriving, and as soon as someone approaches the central area of the desert wasteland, they will sense a warning.

The desert wasteland, thousands of miles of Jedi, during the decisive battle, the trespasser died!

This warning was issued by both the Broken Cloud Sect and the Yanlong Academy, and it was strictly forbidden for people to approach the central area, so as not to disturb this battle under the moon.

In other words, most of the people are not even qualified to watch the game, and can only stay on the periphery.

If you ignore the warning and continue to move forward, you will be attacked by a knife qi that you don't know where it came from, and if you are obsessed and continue to move forward, you will be killing yourself.

Only a few Xuan Saint Xuan Gods are qualified to watch the battle from a relatively close distance.

More than twenty people from the Broken Cloud Sect came, all of them suspended in the air, and as the night thickened, some people gradually became impatient.

"It's already late at night, why hasn't that Fan Lang come yet?"

"He can't be cowardly, right?"

"Qin Feng has achieved the general trend, turning the surrounding Heavenly Dao into sword qi, even the Xuan God does not dare to underestimate it, Fan Lang may be afraid, so he does not dare to come. ”

"Qin Feng's knife is extremely sharp, cutting the sky and the earth, there is no suspense in this battle. That Fan Lang actually took this competition, it was so stupid. ”

"Enough is enough!!"

The last person to send out the thunder of this life was Qin Feng, and he really couldn't listen to it anymore.

Qin Feng held the knife in his knees, and said fiercely: "You all shut up for me, don't chew your tongue there!" Fan Lang is my chosen opponent, he will never miss the appointment, let alone be afraid of battle, he will definitely come tonight." You don't want to wait, so hurry up and don't get in the way there!"

For the sake of his opponent tonight, Qin Feng actually scolded his fellow disciples, and his words were fierce.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they were furious, but they didn't dare to speak out when they were angry, and they didn't dare to confront Qin Feng, because Qin Feng was the apprentice of the Bai Wuchang Sect Master, and he was highly valued, and he was second only to the Sect Master in the Broken Cloud Sect.

Everyone obediently closed their mouths and no longer questioned Fan Lang.

There were many onlookers waiting anxiously, but Qin Feng, who was the party concerned, was extremely calm and waited patiently. There was a Heavenly Dao sword hanging above his head, and the blade was getting stronger and stronger, and it could tear the heavens and the earth.

The night was getting deeper.

The wind is colder.

At the end of the desert wasteland, Fan Lang came belatedly and finally appeared!

He spread his sword qi wings, let out a whistling sound, and flew quickly in the air, all the way to the central area of the desert wasteland. The clothes he was wearing now were very different from the ones he had worn when he left, and under the cover of the clothes were hidden wounds that had not yet healed.

The bleeding has stopped, but the wound has not healed.

Obviously, Fan Lang had experienced a big battle before this, and only a big war could make him injured, and there was a reason for his sudden departure.

"He's coming!"

Qin Feng saw Fan Lang flying in, his eyes lit up, his heart was excited, and even the knife in his hand was buzzing.

All the onlookers were shocked, and after waiting for so long, they finally waited for Fan Lang. At least they didn't wait in vain, they were about to see a battle of geniuses, a battle under the moon.

Fan Lang attracted attention from all walks of life, and thousands of eyes locked on him.

He flew into the border of the central area, and the warning sound that others had heard, did not sound in him. He fell from mid-air with a normal expression, as if he had come to a dinner rather than a decisive battle.

As far as the eye can see, the desert night is vast, the starry sky is full and the moon is full, and it is a rough night scene, which is really a good place to fight.

With a slight swipe of the palm, the music stored in the recording card sounds, and the sound is very loud.

There are a total of three songs stored in it, which are suitable for three different occasions, and each one Fan Lang likes very much.

Drums, Zheng, Piano, Xiao ...... All kinds of musical instruments sound in unison, composing a natural sound.

The song that sounded at this time has a very nice and appropriate name, called "Heaven and Earth Lonely Shadow Let Me Go".

Under the background of this song, Fan Lang stepped on the long yellow sand under the moon, step by step, towards his own battlefield. Walking alone under the moon, the music echoes, bringing out the atmosphere of this great battle to the extreme.

The people around heard the music, and their eyes widened one by one, this one is too good at playing, right?

It's the first time I've seen you play like this!

Qin Feng sat cross-legged on the sand dunes, closed his eyes and listened to the music, his thoughts jumping with the notes.

"Good song, desolate and majestic, proud and tragic, very suitable for this battle. It was a brilliant idea to think of playing music on the eve of a battle. Fan Lang, your martial arts realm has entered the literature from martial arts, and you have an elegant style. In the past five days, I have not waited in vain. ”

Qin Feng slowly stood up, and the Heavenly Dao Knife above his head shook violently, and the tip of the knife pointed directly at Fan Lang, who was walking step by step.

The sharp coercion came over the head, crushing the rolling sand dunes and rolling up the wild sand in the dark night.

Fan Langlong walked in a tiger's step, and his whole body seemed to have turned into a forbidden area, and everything could not be approached, isolating the wind and sand.

The confrontation has already begun from this moment.

If you are a person who is not strong enough, you will not be able to withstand this coercion at all, and you will be directly torn apart.

Fan Lang left a series of lonely footprints on the desert, and when he came to Qin Feng's hundred zhang range, he stopped.

The two were far away from each other, their eyes met. Qin Feng noticed the injury on Fan Lang's body, but he didn't pay attention to it, this small injury was nothing to the Xuanwu Warrior. It is not a good thing to be injured in the battle and make it even more ferocious, not to mention a loss.

"I'm here as promised, and I'm here to give you a defeat!" Fan Lang said calmly.

"You're crazy enough. In this world, you are the first person who dares to say such things to me. Qin Feng didn't laugh angrily.

"You and I don't seem to need to praise each other, and we don't need to talk about family things. ”

"Hmm. Qin Feng nodded, pulled out the knife and unsheathed, "It's really not needed!"

This battle, which has been brewing for five days, has begun.

Fan Lang swiped his fingers, and at such a critical juncture, he even had the leisure to change songs. The music from the record card then changed to a sonorous and powerful "Sword Like a Dream", with a sharp rhythm and a rapid drum beat at the beginning.

Almost at the same time, one person out of the sword, one out of the sword!