"Xiaohu, your task today is to practice this sword." Han Min pointed to the sword on the ground, and then turned his head to Song Changgeng and said, "Your task today is to consolidate the realm, so don't hurry up." ”

Song Changgeng sighed, turned around and left.

Han Min looked at Mu Fan, groaned, and said, "You just go and challenge one by one, as long as you don't break your bones and tendons, Lord Ye will always have a way to save you." ”

Mu Fan stepped on the steel flying sword and flew at full speed to Broken Hung Mountain, where the Four Elders and his disciples lived. What he has to do is to challenge in front of the public, in the order of the list, little by little.

This was an extremely bold act, if it wasn't for Ye Feng's order, Mu Fan would definitely not dare to be so crazy.

Everyone wants face, if they are defeated by their juniors, whose face can be hanged.

As soon as Mu Fan arrived near this mountain, someone stopped him and asked, "Why are you here, the people of the Seventh Elder are not welcome here." ”

Mu Fan clenched his fists and said, "Follow the order of the family teacher, come here to ask for advice from your senior brothers." Could it be that you senior brothers are still afraid of me, a junior, and I can't do it. ”

The man heard the arrogance in his words and said, "Your arrogance is really similar to your master, if you don't become a master and apprentice, it will be a pity." ”

He no longer stopped Mu Fan, but fell with him on the Broken Hung Mountain. He took out a mirror and entered the true element into it. The mirror glowed, and then a figure emerged.

He said to the person in the mirror, "The disciple that the Seventh Elder just accepted is coming to challenge us, and everyone who has free time will come over." ”

The person in the mirror said: "I'm afraid that this kid only has the madness of the Seven Elders, and does not have the talent of the Seven Elders." I actually want to learn from the Seven Elders, but I can't even pick eighteen peaks! ”

Mu Fan stood beside him, and the content of their conversation fell to his ears. He said to himself: "It seems that Master is not a whim, he also did this kind of thing when he was young." ”

The man made a gesture of please and said, "Please, go to the martial arts arena in the back mountain." ”

Halfway through, the man asked, "Where did you get the courage to dare to learn from your master?" ”

Mu Fan said: "Courage comes from exercise, and I came here today to practice courage. ”

The man chuckled lightly and said, "The newborn calf is always above the top, and is not subject to a few setbacks, and I am afraid that you will continue to be so mad." My name is Li Nancheng, what is your name? ”

"Yan Qing."

As soon as Li Nancheng heard this name, the smile on the corner of his mouth suddenly stiffened, and then returned to his natural appearance.

He changed his previous tough attitude and persuaded kindly: "It's not impossible to come to challenge, but first of all, you must be clear about your own strength, and acting rashly is not the work of smart people." ”

Mu Fan noticed the change in his tone, and also said in a light tone: "If you don't push yourself, how can you know my limit." ”

Li Nancheng sighed and said, "Since that's the case, I won't persuade you anymore." The arena has protection, and if your life is in danger, it will automatically eject you. Safety is always the first place, and there is no need to improve the strength. ”

Mu Fan was very curious about the sudden change in Li Nancheng's attitude, and said in his heart: "Could it be that he is the master's person, but why haven't you heard the master say it." ”

When Mu Fan arrived at the martial arts arena in the back mountain, there were already more than a dozen people waiting there.

Mu Fan hugged his fists and saluted everyone, some of these dozen people returned the salute slightly, some turned a blind eye, and some even turned their faces away.

Mu Fan was not angry, after all, he openly came to the door to challenge the disciples of the four elders, which was similar to the kicking hall of the Jianghu people.

The Sword Sect will regularly hold competitions to test the achievements of the disciples' cultivation. But it's one thing to hold a big competition, it's another to challenge openly.

Mu Fan recalled the contents of the list and said to everyone: "I don't know which Senior Brother Shen Hai Shen is?" ”

As soon as everyone heard him speak, they mentioned Shen Hai, and they knew that he had done his homework before coming.

Shen Hai joined the Sword Sect last year, and his strength was the weakest among these people. Mu Fan is going to pick soft persimmons and pinch them. But they didn't believe that a kid who had just learned swordsmanship for a short time could defeat Shen Hai.

Shen Hai didn't think he would lose to Mu Fan, and joked: "I'll give you a hand, but don't say I didn't give you a chance?" ”

Mu Fan hurriedly said: "All the senior brothers have heard it, Senior Brother Shen said that if you want to give me one hand, then I might as well obey my fate with respect." ”

Shen Hai was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect Mu Fan to take his joke seriously. But if you say it, you splash the water.

He said confidently: "Of course, I, Shen someone, is full of words and spit a pit." ”

Mu Fan arched his hand and said: "Senior Brother Shen is really a man, I admire him!" ”

Shen Hai took the lead in the martial arts arena with a stainless steel flying sword, turned his head and said to Mu Fan, "Please." ”

Mu Fan held a stainless steel flying sword and slowly walked into the martial arts arena. With each step, he adjusts.

With his current strength, he is indeed not Shen Hai's opponent. Originally, he was determined to fight hard, but now that Shen Hai took the initiative to give up a hand, there may not be no possibility of victory.

By the time he walked to the center of the arena, he was already in the best condition. His nerves tensed, and his muscles were accumulating, like a tiger ready to attack.

Although Shen Hai gave up a hand, he was not careless when he really faced the enemy. He also adjusted his condition and faced the enemy in front of him.

Mu Fan frantically urged the true yuan in his body, and the strength of the Sword Sect system bulged slightly. He rushed towards Shen Hai at full speed, bringing a gust of wind with him.

Shen Hai carried his left hand behind him and his right hand in his sword, standing there motionless. It wasn't until Mu Fan was about to rush in front of him with a sword that his right hand began to move.

Mu Fan practiced fast swords, and the thirteen swords of Qimen also attached great importance to fast. It's a pity that his sword is fast, and Shen Hai's sword is faster.

With the strength of the middle stage of the Shen Hai Qi Sea Realm, the sword technique he practiced may not be as powerful as Mu Fan, but his proficiency in swordsmanship and experience in fighting enemies are far richer than Mu Fan.

Mu Fan didn't dare to use Qimen Dunjia, no matter how talented a person was, it was impossible to practice Qimen Dunjia in a short period of time. If you use it rashly, it will arouse the suspicion of others.

Shen Hai gave Mu Fan a left arm, and Mu Fan also did not use all his strength.

Shen Hai's sword came first, stabbing straight at Mu Fan's face.

Mu Fan hurriedly turned his head over, and at the same time, the sword in his hand was raised, separating Shen Hai's sword. He hurriedly took two steps back, temporarily widening the distance between the two.

Shen Hai had the advantage in one move, and he didn't intend to give up his advantage like this. A big step out, another sword slashed over.

Mu Fan was busy running the thirteen swords of Qimen, focusing on the blade. The two swords intersected, colliding with sporadic sparks.

Mu Fan's knees bent slightly, so as to remove the power from the sword. At the same time, he focused on the tip of the sword, stabbing Shen Hai's abdomen at full speed.

Shen Haihai's sword blocked, and Mu Fan focused his strength on the blade again, and at the same time, the tip of the sword was slightly oblique.

Although Shen Hai's sword blocked Mu Fan's sword, there was no expected impact. Mu Fan's sword slid like a loach, and if he hadn't reacted quickly and leaned slightly, a big hole would have been cut in his abdomen at this moment.

Mu Fan kept changing the focus point, and he was also a straight stab, but he used a lot of tricks. The more he fought, the more skilled he became at mastering his strength.

Shen Hai only felt that the swordsmanship of this guy in front of him was becoming more and more proficient and weird. Obviously, it was a sword that slashed down, but he blocked it with a horizontal sword, but it was like blocking a ball of marshmallows. Before he could react, Mu Fan's sword flicked back again.

Shen Hai found that Mu Fan's swordsmanship was getting stronger and stronger, but after fighting for a while, he found that his advantage was getting smaller and smaller. If this continues, there is a real possibility that he will not be able to beat this kid.

Mu Fan was the opposite of him, the more he fought, the happier he became, and he felt that the sword in his hand was becoming more and more obedient. I can't wait to fight for a few more days, so that he can take his control of the Thirteen Swords of Qimen to a higher level.

Shen Hai gradually lost his breath, he could endure being defeated by others, but he couldn't bear others to practice his sword. His hands are getting heavier and heavier, not like a competition, more like a life-and-death fight.

The expressions of the people outside the martial arts arena were different, some were worried that Shen Hai would be insignificant, and some were worried that Shen Hai would be defeated by Mu Fan. Only Li Nancheng kept staring at Mu Fan, with a look of worry hidden in his eyes, but he didn't dare to show it.

Mu Fan found that Shen Hai's sword was becoming more and more violent, and the parts of his attacks were becoming more and more tricky. He saw that Shen Hai gradually changed from a competition to a posture of fighting for his life, and he didn't dare to take it lightly.

The two of them are getting more and more ruthless, and there is a tendency to be red-eyed.

Mu Fan became more and more immersed in the graceful feeling of comprehending the sword technique, and Shen Hai became more and more angry. The sword aura on the martial arts arena is overflowing, and if the result is not played, I am afraid that neither of them will stop.

Shen Hai practiced swordsmanship for one more year than him, and when he fought hard, Mu Fan fell into disadvantage again, and was almost stabbed by Shen Hai several times.

Li Nancheng saw that the situation on the field was becoming more and more urgent, and hurriedly said to everyone: "You can't let them continue to fight, otherwise it won't end well." ”

He woke up the dreamer with a word, and now was not the time to watch the excitement. Something really went wrong, and no one present could escape the involvement.

The high-level members of the Sword Sect can't help but fight privately, and sometimes they turn a blind eye to those who are too ruthless. But Mu Fan is not an ordinary person, he is Ye Feng's disciple.

Ye Feng has confiscated disciples over the years, and just after accepting a few apprentices, one of them was crippled or killed by others. No one dares to ignore this. In the end, it was these young disciples who were unlucky.

Li Nancheng saw that someone rushed into the martial arts arena and forcibly separated them, and the stone hanging in his heart finally fell to the ground. He wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and found that the more he wiped it, the wetter it became, because his palms were full of sweat.

He rubbed his hand against his clothes and let out a sigh.

Although Mu Fan was pulled away by others, and the sword in his hand was also taken away, his hand was still there, and the whole person seemed to be in a demon.

When the people saw him like this, they knew that he had realized something in the competition just now. Although they wanted to kill Mu Fan's majesty, let him come majestically and high-spirited, and leave with a disgraced face, they never wanted to really kill or seriously injure him.

At this moment, he realized that not only did everyone not bother, but consciously formed a circle to prevent anyone from disturbing Mu Fan.