"Pan-style!"

Xiao Fan approached Wu Cong, and did not give him a chance to confront him head-on, almost close to his body, the blue scale soft sword on his waist was drawn out like electricity, easily cutting Wu Cong's defensive air shield, and the sword light emitted by the sword blade slashed at Wu Cong's waist. Sang Dance starts

Sting!

Blood rushed out, making Wu Cong couldn't help but take seven or eight steps back, grinning in pain, only to see a twenty-centimeter-long wound appear on his waist.

"You're looking for death!"

The muscles on Wu Cong's face twitched, and his complexion turned a little green, he roared and rushed forward, and immediately took out his housekeeping skills, conjuring up six sword qi clones, plus the deity A total of seven figures attacked Xiao Fan at the same time.

"Wang Po, didn't you say that you don't see blood, now that they are injured, let them stop!"

At this time, there were already several circles around the square to watch the lively monks, but they didn't see Master Huikong and a few older elders, the slightly older monk approached Wang Po resignedly, and said.

"What are you afraid of and you can't die, they are having a good time, how can you let them stop? I think it's better to wait for the winner to be decided!"

Wang Po naturally wouldn't let the two of them stop at this time, and said unexpectedly.

"But... But what if something happens and someone lives? Isn't that a sin!"

The older monk still looked nervously at the field and said.

"Don't worry!

Wang Po didn't look at him, and waved her hand casually.

The older monk was speechless, closed his eyes and began to recite the scriptures.

Xiao Fan held the emerald green long sword in his right hand, and the blue scale soft sword in his left hand, whirling around with the figure of the Eight Witches, and perfectly combined the wandering style of the dragon step and the spirit snake sword technique with ease, although the seven figures surrounded Xiao Fan, they couldn't even hurt the corners of his clothes.

Xiao Fan's figure is as flexible as a fish in water, dodging left and right, and can always easily avoid Wu Cong's attack, which makes Wu Cong very angry, although he has sword intent, and his attack power is much better than Xiao Fan's, but it is useless to attack his body if he can't attack him, but Xiao Fan seizes the opportunity to attack himself from time to time, if it weren't for the assistance of the six sword doppelgangers from the side, he would have been defeated.

Xiao Fan sealed the killing sword intent in the sea of knowledge, and he couldn't use the sword intent at the time, but his soul was still extremely powerful, and the attacks of the six sword qi clones couldn't escape his keen judgment, so he easily avoided it with a flexible body technique, and then approached Wu Cong and attacked him with two sword techniques.

Wu Cong was very uncomfortable with Xiao Fan's style of play, he really didn't expect that he could use two different swordsmanship with both hands at the same time, one was strong and fast, the other was weird and tricky, and he could use two different styles of swordsmanship at the same time so vividly, this kendo talent was really rare.

After thirty moves, Xiao Fan had the upper hand, and cut two wounds on Wu Cong's body, and if he didn't make twenty moves, Wu Cong would definitely lose.

"Big brother, I'm here to help you!"

Wu Qing couldn't stand it anymore, he drew his sword and attacked, and at the same time turned into three sword qi clones and attacked Xiao Fan together.

Wu Qing's addition changed the situation in an instant, Xiao Fan's attack power was not as good as Wu Cong's, relying on his flexible body and constantly dodging so that the other party had nowhere to attack, but Wu Qing's addition made Xiao Fan distracted to avoid the attacks of the two, which not only reduced Wu Cong's pressure, but also helped him seize the opportunity to attack Xiao Fan, making Xiao Fan a little hurried and dizzy.

"Wasn't it quite powerful just now? Threatened to challenge others, why did the two fight one now? Dare to come and find trouble if it's so useless! Get out of here!"

But seeing that Xiao Fan was at a disadvantage, Wang Po couldn't see it, her figure disappeared in place very strangely, and in an instant it appeared beside Xiao Fan, ten layers of figures stabbed down the sword in her hand, and Wang Po seemed to be very slow, but in the eyes of Wu Cong and Wu Qing, it was fast and unpredictable, I saw the broom in her hand swept out, hit Wu Cong and Wu Qing on the two deities, and flew upside down dozens of meters away, fell heavily to the ground, and wailed.

"My broom is for garbage sweeping, you two young people can't even beat me, an old woman, why don't you leave quickly!"

Wang Po turned around and continued to sweep the ground, without looking at the two of them.

"Let's go!"

The two of them felt the strength of Wang Po, so they naturally didn't dare to stay here for a long time, so they quickly got up and fled in embarrassment.

"Thank you for your help!"

Xiao Fan had already seen that this Wang Po was not an ordinary person, and seeing that her shot just now was at least a cultivation of the Xuanling Realm, his tone was extremely respectful, and he held the emerald green long sword in both hands and handed it over.

"Hehe, didn't I just say it, my wife likes to find something to do, otherwise she will be uncomfortable!"

Wang Po smiled and said indifferently.

"Mrs. Wang, you're making trouble again!"

At this time, the onlookers gradually dispersed, and a cyan figure approached here, it was Cheng Haolu, who walked slowly with his hands behind his back.

Wang Po's old face was slightly startled, and then she restrained herself a little and said, "Childe, you have seen it all!"

Cheng Haotong walked towards Xiao Fan and looked at him with blazing eyes: "It's not bad, you come with me!"

Cheng Haoshu walked towards the backyard of the temple, Xiao Fan was slightly stunned, looked at Wang Po, who nodded and said, "Gongzi called you, you can go with him!"

Xiao Fan nodded and followed Cheng Haotong over, and Wang Po also groaned and followed.

Coming to the open space at the gate of the backyard, few people in the temple came here except for Master Huikong, so only Xiao Fan and the three of them were here at this time.

"Lady Wang, lend him your sword again!"

Cheng Haoshu picked up a thin branch from the ground, and then said to Wang Po.

Without hesitation, Wang Po handed the emerald green sword to Xiao Fan, who didn't understand what it meant, but still took it.

"Now you and I don't need to be angry, just dismantle the moves, if you can stab me, you win!"

Cheng Haojun said to Xiao Fan.

"Why do I want to fight you?"

Xiao Fan asked.

"Don't ask too much, just do it, if you win, I'll give you unexpected benefits!"

Cheng Hao held the branch, nodded at Xiao Fan, and smiled.

"Alright then!"

Xiao Fan agreed, Wang Po's cultivation is so high that she has to be so respectful to the young man in front of her, it can be seen that the young man's cultivation must be higher than Wang Po, if the two use true qi in the battle, the other party can pinch himself to death with his fingers, but if he doesn't use his true qi and only dismantles the move, Xiao Fan is confident that he will not lose to anyone.

After all, his feeling for kendo is not comparable to ordinary people, even if he cultivates much higher than himself, he may not be too much better than himself in the use of sword moves, not to mention that the other party only holds a branch in his hand, as long as he does not infuse the true qi, he can easily cut it with his sword, so it should be easy to stab the other party.

Xiao Fan's eyes glanced at the other party's wrist holding the branch, a little casual, but it seemed to be flawed but not like a flaw, so Xiao Fan didn't dare to be too careless, and first tentatively stabbed a sword, this sword did not use all its strength, but retained one-third of its strength, and could block the sword back in time, both offensive and defensive.

The corners of Cheng Hao's mouth raised slightly, not blocking or avoiding, but stepping forward and coming towards Xiao Fan, which couldn't help but surprise Xiao Fan slightly, so that he could easily stab the other party, and secretly thought that the other party was too big.

But just when Xiao Fan's sword blade was about to touch the opponent's shirt, the latter's figure seemed to rush straight to the tip of the sword, but it was calmly turned to the side, and easily avoided it, Xiao Fan was stunned for a moment, saw the other party's teasing smile, only felt a pain in the back of his hand, the branch was fiercely pumped on it, and his right hand suddenly couldn't hold the sword in his hand and fell to the ground.

Xiao Fan gasped, feeling a little unbelievable, it seemed that the other party's body technique was very slow, but he could easily avoid his own attacks, and he could easily hit himself, how did this happen, which made him, a kendo genius, puzzled.

"Pick up the sword, and we'll come again!"

Cheng Haoling said lightly.

(Thank you all for your support!)