Chapter Seventy-Eight: Don't Kill

Early the next morning, Mu Fan arrived at the martial arts arena and went straight to the ground area.

Entering the field, the spectator seats were almost full. A large part of these people bought him to win, and even Duan Ling bought some.

Mu Fan caught a glimpse of Tong Dian, and Tong Dian also saw him. The two looked at each other, and Mu Fan smiled, no different from yesterday's expression. Tong Dian's face was still cold, the same as yesterday.

After a day of fermentation, the news of Mu Fan's defeat of the masters of the Yellow Character Rank and the Xuan Character Rank yesterday has spread. Everyone was very curious, the Yutang Realm defeated the Xuanji Realm monk, and he was also a mid-Xuanji Realm monk, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that it was impossible.

Some people suspected that it was an insider, and after checking all night, they didn't find any clues. The people who saw Mu Fan's victory over Bian Xiangrong spread the word to everyone, and those who heard it would be suspicious.

Last night, not many people knew, and to this day, not many people don't know.

Yuan Zhengqing heard about this yesterday, but he didn't match that extremely powerful Yutang Realm monk with the little guy under his command.

Early this morning, rumors were flying all over the sky, and that Jade Hall Realm monk was called Qingyan. He didn't believe it at first, thinking carefully about the experience of these days, as well as what Mu Fan said yesterday, and silently correlating the little guy with the master.

As soon as he saw Mu Fan yesterday, Mu Fan said that he had helped him find a good candidate. Who is the candidate, he asked? Mu Fan said that the candidate was himself.

I thought it was a joke, but I didn't expect it to be true.

Yuan Zhengqing didn't know if he was clumsy, or if he was too good at pretending.

In the area of the ground character, Mu Fan walked quickly to the edge of the ring and said in a loud voice: "Qingyan, come and ask for advice." ”

As soon as he spoke, the surrounding spectator seats immediately responded, shouting one after another, not to mention how lively it was.

The person who is suspicious thinks that this person is so courageous, the master who ranks first in the place is not a vegetarian, even if Mu Fan defeats Bian Xiangrong without an insider, it is very difficult to pass this level.

Mu Fan collected the news of the master of the earth character in the teahouse, but he didn't pay much attention to it, and only collected some of the most basic information. For example, who is the surname, how to cultivate, and so on.

"Brother Guan, can you give me advice?"

In the ring near the center area, a man slightly older than Mu Fan said, "I'd love to, please." ”

The man's name is Guan Ming, and he is not very old in the later stage of Xuanji Realm, at most three years older than Mu Fan. He behaved very politely and did not despise Mu Fan.

Yesterday, Mu Fan defeated Bian Xiangrong, and according to those who witnessed it, the whole process was easy. The specifics of the fight in the smoke were not clear, but after the dust and smoke cleared, Mu Fan's advantage was obvious.

Mu Fan jumped into the ring and arched his hand: "Brother Xie Guan for teaching." ”

"It's not about teaching, it's just about learning." After Guan Ming finished speaking, he turned sideways and said to the woman near the ring: "I'll fight him first, if I lose, the person who ranks first in the place will not be me, you want to be the first in the place, just look for him." ”

The woman smiled: "I am more optimistic about you." ”

Mu Fan recognized the woman, the woman was mediocre, she cultivated in the later stage of the Xuanji Realm, and she had a very gentle name, called Huang Zhiqiao.

Guan Ming said: "Are you ready?" ”

Mu Fan nodded and said, "Ready, ready to start." ”

"Without further ado, why don't we start talking now."

"Okay."

Guan Ming stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please, "You first." ”

"It's better to be respectful than to obey."

Mu Fan let go of his hand, the Three Kings Sword flew out, the sword could travel through space, and the ability was shocking, and in front of everyone's eyes, he never dared to let go of the power of the Three Kings Sword.

The Three Kings Sword only flies faster, has the same mind, and is similar to the third arm.

The blade of the sword carried the true element, and when it flew through the air, there was no sound. Other swords can cut through the air or even cause a sonic boom, and if you want to weaken or eliminate the sound, you need to deliberately use the True Yuan to dissolve it.

The Three Kings Sword was spared this step, and it flew in the air, as if it was being held up by the air, very smoothly. Because of this, the same True Yuan was fed into the sword, and the Three Kings Sword was thirty percent faster than Mu Fan's previous flying sword.

Sansei doesn't sound like much, but the further back Edgeworth's speed goes, the harder it is to improve. To increase the speed by three percent, it must be at least a seven-rank flying sword.

Mu Fan used ten percent of his strength this time, but he didn't use Qimen Dunjia.

The speed of the flying sword is extremely fast, and the weaker people in the spectator seat can only see the streamer, but fortunately, the flying sword goes straight, if it is slightly bent, I am afraid they will not even be able to see where the flying sword is.

Guan Ming is the first in the earthly position, and there is not much gap between him and the monks in the Tianzi position, and if he plays well, he may be able to defeat one or two masters of the Tianzi position and become one of the eight people in the Tianzi position.

In the face of Mu Fan's flying sword, he was indeed a little surprised, but not to the point where he couldn't handle it.

When the flying sword came, his body squatted slightly and took out a horizontal knife. The horizontal sword was horizontal, blocking in front of the Three Kings Sword.

Mu Fan directly gave up control of the Three Kings Sword and attacked Guan Ming wholeheartedly. The Three Kings Sword itself has a spiritual intelligence, and it is too easy to hunt down and kill a person.

Guan Ming suddenly felt the pressure, the speed and body of the sword that Mu Fan showed were faster than him, his horizontal sword could barely keep up with the speed of the flying sword, and it was too difficult to deal with Mu Fan.

On the spectator seat, Tong Dian closely watched everything that happened on the field. Last night, he fought with Mu Fan, and the speed that Mu Fan showed later was really terrifying, even if he used two peach petals, he was still defeated.

At this moment, Mu Fan showed a very fast speed, but only at the speed at which he started fighting last night.

Tong Dian said secretly: "How long do you want to hide?" ”

He didn't want to reveal his identity as a disciple of the Dao Sect, let alone let people know that he was a disciple of the Daoist Sect. Yesterday was too dangerous, and if you didn't use life-saving means, your fingers would be cut off by Mu Fan's sword.

In the ring, Guan Ming's pressure was getting bigger and bigger, Mu Fan's attack was getting more and more urgent, and the Three Kings Sword and its master cooperated very well.

If this momentum continues, it will be difficult to parry with the horizontal knife in your hand!

Guan Ming is not very old, and he is very unconvinced in the face of Mu Fan, who is younger and has a lower realm. But he is well aware of the current situation, he does not have enough strength and Mu to shout. To win, there is nothing else to do.

With a turn of the horizontal knife, he held the back of the knife and made contact with the Three Kings Sword with the hilt.

Mu Fan's fists delivered, and both fists fell Guan Ming's abdomen.

Guan Ming snorted, exerted force in his hand, used the handle of the horizontal knife to change the trajectory of the Three Kings Sword, and stepped on the Three Kings Sword under his feet with one lift.

Mu Fan made another palm print on Guan Ming's chest, this palm was a bit of a palm of Bian Xiangrong's palm, and the atmosphere was strong.

The palm force pushed Guan Ming back, Guan Ming hurriedly changed his hand, held the handle of the knife with his left hand, and slashed towards Mu Fan's door.

Mu Fan's head tilted and easily dodged. The ring enchantment behind him was not so lucky, and he was slashed with a knife, causing ripples.

The people in the spectator table looked at it, and the barrier of the ring had shifted, and there seemed to be a slight crack.

Mu Fan's side face was cold, and the cold on the horizontal knife was pressing, invading his cheeks. He was busy with the true yuan to resist in case the cold invaded his brain.

Guan Ming slashed diagonally again, the green tendons on his neck burst out, the muscles on his body were tense, and he slashed straight at Mu Fan's neck.

Mu Fan's hand kept against Guan Ming's chest, and when he saw Guan Ming's killer, he immediately ran the Great Brahma Dragon Elephant Sutra, and his breath increased again.

The powerful and fierce True Yuan mixed into the palm power and lifted Guan Ming out in one fell swoop.

The Three Kings Sword flew up from the ground and did not pursue, it could feel the master's thoughts, and did not kill!