Zhang Yan felt the aura on the opponent's body, that kind of aura can only be felt by a swordsman, and he is also a superior swordsman, although he is also curious about why Tang San is a swordsman, but now is obviously not the time to be surprised by these things, the sword was gently raised in his hand, and he said slowly: "The Cold Ice Sword, two feet three inches and five inches long, one inch eight wide, and weighs three catties and nine taels, is made of thousand-year-old cold iron and cryolite, and comes from the great hand of the Ice and Snow Empire." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Introduce your own sabre, which is a show of respect for your opponent.

Zhuo Bufan nodded lightly, raised his sword, and said: "Qinghong Sword, the long sword is two feet and five inches, one inch and eight inches wide, and weighs five catties and six taels. ”

Sword idiot, Qin Wutian.

Many people were cheered up, and there were discussions.

Zhang Mad was also stunned, and then said: "Please make a move!"

This time, Zhuo Bufan didn't plan to keep his hand, because he had already felt it, and many people had already seen that he was not Tang San, but it didn't matter, this was expected.

The long sword was swung, and the calm air currents around it suddenly surged, like the rolling waves in the deep sea, and the momentum was huge.

"Not bad. "Zhang Qi never underestimated the opponent, but when Zhuo Bufan swung a few swords, he couldn't help but be taken aback, the opponent's swordsmanship was not weaker than his own, and he had even reached the realm of being at his fingertips, and the sky was empty, it seemed that this battle would not be too easy.

It doesn't matter, that's what makes it interesting.

Taking a deep breath, he slashed down with a sword towards the rolling waves.

The airflow in front of him was divided into two, silently, and the majestic waves cracked out twelve sword marks, each of which was of average length and uniform, as if it had been copied, which was staggering, and this was not something that could be done by cultivating high.

Murong Changqing, who had been silent for a long time, was slightly moved, a fine light flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but praise: "Twelve sword lights, each sword light is the same, you can comprehend such a powerful sword technique at a young age, it's really amazing, a hero is a boy!"

On the side, Murong Lingling was puzzled: "Dad, I don't see anything powerful, isn't it just that he slashed out twelve swords in an instant, as long as he cultivates exquisitely, he can do it, nothing remarkable?"

"Lingling, you don't know. Zhang Mad did not swing out twelve swords at once, but slashed out one sword, and twelve sword lights were differentiated in an instant. ”

"Does it make a difference?"

Murong Tian explained: "Senior sister, although it looks similar, the two are very different. Think about it, one sword can be differentiated into twelve sword lights, one sword is equivalent to twelve swords, if he swings ten swords at a time, how many swords is it?"

Hearing this, a picture appeared in Murong Lingling's mind, she stood far away with the ghost, the other party stood motionless, and slashed ten swords at herself in a breathing time, and the next moment, more than a hundred sword lights overwhelmingly pressed towards her, so how would she resist?

"It's horrible. Murong Lingling came back to her senses, her back was cold, and she didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"Sword light. Zhuo Bufan was unprecedentedly serious, his eyes were as sharp as sword light, and everyone present felt that a sharp aura spread from his body, and the piercing power was extremely strong.

Zhang Yan was even more surprised, this Tang San not only has extremely high swordsmanship attainments, but more importantly, he also has a temperament that only a very few kendo geniuses have, under normal circumstances, as long as this kind of person does not fall and has enough time to develop, he will definitely become a famous sword cultivator in the future.

Sword cultivator, and swordsman, although there is only one word difference, are two different identities.

Among the ten swordsmen, only a few swordsmen can stand out and become famous sword cultivators.

Gripping the Ice Sword tightly, the true qi is injected into it, ready to strike a powerful blow at any time.

Boom.

The whole person seemed to be a sharp sword out of the sheath, flying towards Zhuo Bufan at the speed of light.

As soon as the two approached, both sides attacked with all their might.

"Shocking!"

Zhang Madness slashed down with a sword, and the cold and piercing sword qi flickered in the air like a ray of light, extremely fast, appearing and disappearing, and it was impossible to identify the trajectory for a while.

"This sword is so fast, faster than Wang Sihai's fast sword. ”

"If it were me, this sword would have taken my life. ”

Sonor!

In the face of this fast sword, Zhuo Bufan's face did not change, and a sword went up, light and fluttering, looking soft and weak, making people unable to lift their strength.

Bang!

The Ice Sword and the Green Rainbow Sword collided together.

This fast sword is arrogant and futile, but it is also expected that a swordsman with a swordsman's temperament will not be defeated by this sword. To his surprise, the two swords collided, and the originally calm airflow suddenly exploded, rigid with soft, soft with rigid.

Everyone couldn't tell what kind of swordsmanship this was, only Zhang Qiang understood that this was not a swordsmanship at all, but that the other party integrated his own attack into heaven and earth, and fought with the power of heaven and earth.

In front of heaven, people are just ants, how can they fight each other?

The true qi of the protective body lit up, and with the help of the impact of the airflow, he retreated wildly.

Dressed in fluttering clothes and with a cold expression, looking at the opponent who was chasing after him, he said calmly: "I didn't expect you to be so powerful, I admit that I underestimated you a little, but you are still not my opponent." ”

In the time of speaking, the arrogance was magnificent, reaching its own limit, the true qi was injected into the cold ice sword wave after wave, the blue sword light bloomed, and everyone felt that the temperature of the surrounding air had decreased, and the less dressed had tightened their collars, and a little even shrunk into a ball, shivering with cold.

The Ice Sword, which is called the Ice Sword, is because of the special ability of the sword itself.

"Ice and snow!"

Holding the ice sword tightly, his right arm shook, and the fine sword rays were like snowflakes, sprinkling down from mid-air, really like a snowy day in winter.

Zhuo Bufan didn't dare to be careless, the true qi of the body protection surrounded his body, and snow particles the size of rice grains fell on it, and the true qi of the body protection was like a rippling water surface

"Well done. Zhuo Bufan swung the long sword with all his might, the dense sword shadow covered his figure, and the snowflakes pushed by the air flow were shattered one after another, Murong Changqing and the old lady of the Yin Wind, as well as many masters present, praised Zhuo Bufan's swordsmanship so fast that it was boundless.

The swordsmanship was broken, and it was not surprising that he was arrogant, and he accelerated the speed of true qi injection, the air was so cold that it was about to solidify, and the cultivation was deep and he didn't feel anything, and the younger generation couldn't bear it, and many people's lips turned white and spit out a breath like white mist.

"Snow is flying!"

This time it wasn't snow particles, but real snowflakes, and they weren't flying around the Ice Sword, but falling directly from the sky.

The moisture in the air completely condenses and then turns into snowflakes and falls down.

"Thousands of miles frozen!"

Zhang Crazy struck the iron while it was hot, and the blue light of the Ice Sword bloomed, like a small blue sun.