"This can't be done, since it's a competition, naturally there must be some color, and this halberd is regarded as the trophy I won. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Huangfu Yunchuan said with a smile, without the slightest intention of returning the halberd.

Ying Xinghe's face was ugly, and a pair of eyes were staring at Huangfu Yunchuan, he wanted to leave this damn place immediately, and he was reluctant to give up his halberd.

After all, that halberd is an extremely valuable weapon, containing the remnant soul of an ancient beast, and if it fits with a drop of demon blood in his body, it can exert twelve points of strength.

If you lose this halberd, the strength of Win Galaxy will be greatly reduced.

Besides, if you don't even have your own weapons back, the face will be too big, even if you lose to this Huangfu Yunchuan, at least you have to get your weapons back.

"What's the matter? Qin is a country with vast land and wealth, and he can't even afford a weapon?" Wang Qingsong sneered.

Seeing that the other party was unwilling to return it, several royal masters looked at each other, and they wanted to strike together to force Huangfu Yunchuan to return the halberd.

Seeing this, Wang Qingsong immediately stepped forward, and he was not afraid at all, and his whole body was full of momentum, and he faintly suppressed those royal masters.

This made Pingbei Wang and others even more heartbroken.

Obviously, Wang Qingsong is also a hidden powerhouse, and his own breath alone is enough to suppress those royal powerhouses, which shows that when he fought with the king of Pingbei just now, he had a lot to hide.

Of course, King Pingbei didn't use all his strength, just a temptation.

"If you want a halberd, it's very simple, as long as someone among you can defeat me these days, then the halberd will be returned to you. Huangfu Yunchuan said.

Winning Xinghe was angry and wanted to fight Emperor Fu Yunchuan again, but he saw a person snatching out and grabbing ahead of Winning Xinghe.

"It's Shen Fan!" someone exclaimed, even more excited and excited.

The one-armed man Shen Fan came out of the crowd, with an indifferent expression, with vicissitudes, and a pair of eyes calmly stared at Huangfu Yunchuan.

Seeing Shen Fan fighting, King Pingbei and the others all settled down in their hearts, and with the strength that Shen Fan had shown in the Tianjiao Battle before, it was very reassuring.

Although Win Xinghe was defeated by that Emperor Fu Yunchuan, if Shen Fan made a move, he might have a great chance to defeat the other party.

Of course, it's just a possibility, after all, the strength shown by Huangfu Yunchuan is also quite strong, and defeating Ying Xinghe is the best proof of this.

"Is there no one in the Nine Kingdoms? Actually let a half-ruined person go to war?" Huangfu Yunchuan looked at Shen Fan, his eyes stared at Shen Fan's empty right arm, and then said in surprise.

"Your words, too much. Shen Fan spoke indifferently, the long sword behind his back was unsheathed, and he held it in his left hand.

Almost at the moment when Shen Fan held the long sword, his figure had already appeared behind Huangfu Yunchuan.

"So fast!" Huangfu Yunchuan was shocked in his heart, and turned around to point it out.

The pen is vigorous and powerful, as if a calligrapher is scolding Fang Xuan, and it is pointed at Shen Fan's sword edge without hindrance.

The conflict between the pen and the sword, the pen and ink were swayed, the sword qi was agitated, and suddenly the sea continued to explode, and the frenzied aura swept in all directions.

Huangfu Yunchuan's figure regressed, Shen Fan did not move, his expression was still indifferent, and he seemed to completely ignore the opponent in front of him.

This scene made everyone in Haiyue City applaud one after another, and they felt extremely excited.

And Wang Qingsong frowned, faintly feeling that something was wrong.

As for the girl, she tilted her head and looked at it with a bit of interest.

"Not bad. The girl said, not knowing if she was evaluating Shen Fan or the fight between the two.

"What a fast sword!" Huangfu Yunchuan retracted his smile and said.

Shen Fan didn't say a word, he was very silent, and he shot again, and the sword went through the wind, as fast as thunder.

The pen in Huangfu Yunchuan's hand connected the dots in front of him, splashed ink, and turned into a big seal.

"Suppression!" The Great Seal roared out and went straight to Shen Fan, with an amazing momentum.

It's a pity that Shen Fan was too fast, and in a flash, Shen Fan's figure disappeared, and the big seal failed, and there was no gain.

Sensing the crisis, Huangfu Yunchuan did not look back, and dodged directly to his side.

A sword swept by, slashing across Huangfu Yunchuan's shoulders dangerously and dangerously, cutting Huangfu Yunchuan's clothes and almost shaving off his shoulders.

At this moment, Huangfu Yunchuan was shocked and covered in cold sweat, and finally knew that the opponent in front of him was not an ordinary quilt, and it was more difficult to entangle than the fierce and fierce Winning Xinghe.

Wang Qingsong saw that Huangfu Yunchuan was suppressed, and his face was worried, he was well aware of the strengths and weaknesses of Confucian martial artists.

To deal with a head-to-head, fierce and domineering opponent like Win Xinghe, Confucianism has the means.

But against an opponent like Shen Fan, who is terrifyingly fast in both body and swordsmanship, it will be difficult for a Confucian martial artist to deal with.

It's not an opponent they're good at dealing with.

But even if you are not good at it, on the battlefield, it is impossible for you to choose an opponent, no matter who the opponent is, you have to fight and defeat.

Huangfu Yunchuan took out the inkstone again, and defeated the opponent with the strange ink in the inkstone.

"Be careful~" Everyone in Haiyue City reminded them that they had seen the horror of the ink, and they didn't want to see Shen Fan also being defeated by the trick.

The ink turned into a wave of ink, and the scope was larger than when it was against the winning galaxy, sweeping in, enveloping Shen Fan in all directions.

This is to make Shen Fan have nowhere to hide and limit his unguardable figure.

Shen Fan was indifferent, his spiritual eyes opened, and the light sprinkled down, causing the speed of the ink wave to attack suddenly slowed down.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shen Fan flashed and left the range covered by the ink wave.

"Okay!" Seeing this, everyone in Haiyue City applauded.

And that Huangfu Yunchuan's face was even more ugly.

"Go!" The inkstone suspended in front of him flew out, spilling a curtain of light and shrouding Shen Fan's body.

Shen Fan's body was suddenly restrained, and he felt like he was stuck in a quagmire, and it was difficult to move.

"You've lost!" Huangfu Yunchuan said coldly, and the pen attacked Shen Fan, about to lay the victory.

But at this moment, the situation changed again.

The sword in Shen Fan's hand suddenly burst out with an astonishing aura and soared into the sky.

While!

The long sword slashed the inkstone, and in the midst of the sword qi, the inkstone was shot down.

Shen Fan resumed his movements, and in a flash, he appeared behind Huangfu Yunchuan, and the empty sleeve of his right arm was tightly bound to Huangfu Yunchuan's neck.

This scene made Wang Qingsong suddenly change color, and it also made everyone in Haiyue City applaud.

Huangfu Yunchuan felt that it was difficult to breathe, and his throat was tightly wrapped around Shen Fan's sleeves.

He had no doubt that if he made any move, the man would pinch his throat.

At this time, the long sword flew back and was inserted into the sword bag on Shen Fan's back.

And Shen Fan's only left hand held the downed inkstone.