Above the ring.

Xiao Yifan naturally doesn't know what others think, but even if he knows, he won't care.

Looking at Zhang Long, who fell to the ground and vomited blood, Xiao Yifan showed an extremely obscene smile, weighed the frying pan in his hand a few times, and said jokingly: "Zhang Long, you keep saying that I am a waste, why can't you even catch me now!" ”

"Aren't you calling this trash?"

These words immediately caused some disciples around them to laugh and sigh.

Lin Qianru also chuckled, and whispered to Jiang Xiaoqing beside her: "This Senior Brother Xiao is really funny when he speaks." Saying that, she showed a relieved smile, she didn't have to worry about Xiao Yifan being killed by Zhang Long now.

"You shit, you ······ You ······" The snickering and sighing of the disciples suddenly made Zhang Long's face hot, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak clearly for a while.

Zhang Dehu was even more angry with his hands clenched, and the green tendons on his arms were rising, if it weren't for Jiang An on the side who kept staring at him, he would probably have rushed to the ring to vent his anger for his son at this time.

"What's wrong with me, you are holding a lower grade spirit soldier, and you can't even catch me in a pot, it's not a waste, it's not as good as that!" Xiao Yifan continued to speak sarcastically, his eyes full of contempt.

"Xiao Yifan, you waste, today I want to let you know, if you anger me, you will survive and not die." When he shouted these words, Zhang Long had already stood up.

At the same time, the blue light sword in his hand shook out a few sword flowers again, stabbing straight towards Xiao Yifan's heart.

This time, he used the Zhang family's heirloom - Qingguang Sword Technique, which was not only fierce but also extremely fast.

In the blink of an eye, the blade of the sword had already reached Xiao Yifan's heart.

"This is the Xuan-level high-grade Qingguang Sword Technique!"

Immediately, someone called out the name of the sword technique.

Hearing this name, everyone in the audience was even more shocked, no wonder the sword momentum was so fast, the sword speed was so fast, it turned out to be a top-grade blue light sword technique of the Xuan Rank.

"Sure enough, having a good father is different, ordinary inner disciples don't have the opportunity to learn Xuan-level high-grade sword skills, but Zhang Long, an outer disciple of the fourth layer of body refining, actually learned it."

Many of the disciples present had this idea.

This sword came so fast that Xiao Yifan didn't have time to dodge, so he could only hastily lift the pan to his chest to block.

In everyone's nervous and worried eyes, the pan and the green light sword collided again.

"Zheng"

The spear of the Blue Light Sword slammed against the pan with a crisp metal clash.

"Xiao Yifan, you waste, go die!" While speaking, Zhang Long increased the strength of the forward stab of the blue light sword in his hand.

According to his vision, the Qingguang Sword was a low-grade spirit soldier, extremely sharp, and as long as he increased his strength, he would definitely be able to pierce the pan.

However, no matter how hard he tried, the Qingguang Sword couldn't move an inch.

Faced with this situation, Zhang Long's face became distorted, his complexion was as ugly as eating a big mouthful, and his heart was also angry to the extreme, but there was nothing he could do.

Looking at Zhang Long's helpless expression, Xiao Yifan showed a wicked smile and sneered: "You are not as good as a waste, haven't you eaten, you can't pierce you no matter how you stab!" ”

As he spoke, he suddenly lifted the pan, and the huge force of the shock directly made Zhang Long involuntarily take several steps back.

Everyone in the audience was even more stunned.

Such a powerful sword slash was caught by Xiao Yifan by the pan, and Zhang Long was shocked back, this visual impact was too great a shock to the individual.

"This Xiao family kid is not as unbearable as they say, but he still has some ability!" This is Jiang An's inner thoughts at this time. Zhang Dehu was worried about his son's life.

In Zhang Dehu's eyes, his son was holding a green light sword, and even performed the green light sword technique, but he was still suppressed by Xiao Yifan, which shows that Xiao Yifan's own strength is much higher than his son, and if he continues to fight, his son is afraid that he will be more than lucky.

"Xiao Sanshao, come on!"

Jiang Xiaoqing exaggerated and cheered for Xiao Yifan.

Duan Fei and Lin Ze's expressions were more ugly, especially when Duan Fei saw Lin Qianru's happy face, it was even more difficult to accept it in his heart.

In the ring, the battle between the two continues.

At this moment, Xiao Yifan didn't care about it, he quickly cast a wind control step, followed closely by the embarrassed Zhang Long, picked up the frying pan and kept smashing it.

"Zheng, Zheng, Zheng······"

The symphony of metal collisions at the scene kept sounding, although Zhang Long was not directly hit, but the difference in strength between the two was too great, and the force of the shock generated by several blocks made him very uncomfortable.

What's more, at this moment, Zhang Long felt that he had lost face today.

While holding the Qingguang Sword and even performing the Qingguang Sword Technique, he was still pressed and beaten by Xiao Yifan, and the other party not only did not use martial arts, but used a frying pan that was not good-looking, which was simply humiliating himself!

His mentality has collapsed a little!

Most of the people in the audience also looked at it with solemn expressions, especially those who had bullied Xiao Yifan before, and began to worry about whether Xiao Yifan would retaliate against.

"Bang"

After a few rounds, Zhang Long's physical strength gradually ran out.

A block was not timely, and Xiao Yifan hit the head with a frying pan.

Suddenly, blood splattered, and Zhang Long's body fell straight down, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Little brute, don't stop yet."

Suddenly, a loud shout came from the audience.

It turned out that Zhang Dehu in the audience saw that his son was smashed and blood was splashed, and finally couldn't help but make a move, but he was just about to fly into the ring, but was stopped by Jiang An beside him.

Jiang An scolded loudly with a serious face: "Elder Zhang, no, life and death are in the ring, life and death are in the ring, no one is allowed to interfere, don't break the rules." ”

"But ······"

"No, but, this is the rule, and the life-and-death duel was proposed by Zhang Long." Zhang Dehu wanted to defend a few words, but was unceremoniously interrupted by Jiang An.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yifan on the stage was afraid for a while, fortunately, the elders of the Law Enforcement Hall stopped Zhang Dehu, otherwise if this old boy made a move on himself, he would definitely be finished!

But at this time, Xiao Yifan didn't dare to kill Zhang Long again, after all, it was impossible for the people in the Law Enforcement Hall to protect him all the time, and if he killed the old boy's son, it would probably be cool tonight.

After thinking for a while, Xiao Yifan took the Qingguang Sword in Zhang Long's hand, then twisted Zhang Long, who had passed out, and said loudly: "Elder Zhang, I will leave your son's life to you, but this Qingguang Sword is mine, how about it?" ”

Hearing this, Zhang Dehu was suddenly angry, he didn't expect Xiao Yifan to want his own Qingguang Sword, this is a low-grade spiritual weapon, and it is one of the heirlooms of their Zhang family.

"Okay, it's up to you."

However, his son was still in the other party's hands, and he had to bow his head, so he could only grit his teeth and agree.