Lin Jiannai is recognized as the number one swordsman, but he does not consider himself the number one swordsman.

"I can't enter the Sword Pavilion, I don't know the true meaning of swordsmanship!" Lin Jian's sideburns turned gray, and his eyes shone with a gleam between opening and closing.

"You're just standing here, insincere!" Bu Fan looked at Lin Jian and tentatively said to him, he sensed that Lin Jian would make a move on him.

"I've been kneeling for ten years, but the swordsman of the Sword Pavilion told me that kneeling is useless!

"You come here every day but you can't enter the door of the Sword Pavilion, what's the trouble!" Bu Fan wanted to persuade Lin Jian to retreat.

"If I want to enter the Sword Pavilion, I naturally have to wait for an opportunity here!" Lin Jian said.

"Have you really waited thirty years?" asked Boufan.

"I don't remember, since my debut, I've been guarding the Sword Pavilion here!" Lin Jian's eyes flashed with a sense of vicissitudes, and he continued: "Every floor under my feet, I can clearly remember his lines!"

Bu Fan couldn't help but be moved by Lin Jian's persistence.

"It's really a bit unbelievable that I haven't been allowed to enter the door of the Sword Pavilion for thirty years, rain or shine!, but I want to enter the Sword Pavilion, but you are blocking my way!" Bufan said.

"You retreat, I won't do anything!" Lin Jian said.

"I survived the wind and rain to come here just to enter the Sword Pavilion, how could I retreat. Bouvan laughed.

"Then you can only get in if you defeat me!" Lin Jian said.

"Is this the so-called entry into the Sword Pavilion?

"This is not the first level!"

"Then why should I fight you?"

"You have to fight me!"

"Nothing to say?"

"There's nothing to say!"

"Can't we sit down and talk?"

"Can't!"

"Take a sip of the bar!" Bufan handed over the gourd.

"I'm afraid of poison!" Lin Jian replied directly.

Bufan was completely speechless, took back the wine gourd and poured a big sip himself. Then it hung on the waist.

"I won't give it to you if you want to drink this time!Come on!" Bu Fan took a stance and said to Lin Jian.

"I won't make a move on you first!I just want you to know that you will retreat!" Lin Jian said.

"Damn, boss, what are you doing with him talking so much nonsense, just beat him down and it's over!" The young man was a little dizzy by Bu Fan Yu Lin Jian, and couldn't help but start jumping to his feet.

Bufan's face darkened: "Are you scolding him or scolding me!"

"Hehe, how could I scold the boss, I just can't understand why he is in the way and doesn't make a move!"

"He has a grudge in his heart, and he wants to prove it to the Sword Pavilion, no one in this world can break into the Dao Sword Pavilion except him!, am I right!" Bu Fan asked Lin Jian.

"In thirty years. No one broke into the Sword Pavilion!" Lin Jian said.

"It's really a little family. You're blocking other people's money!" Bu Fan swapped out the peachwood sword in his hand.

In the Weidu, he naturally had to use the way of the sword, but fortunately, he knew something about this aspect in the Shenzhou. Plus years of combat experience. Naturally, the use of swordsmanship is also handy.

As Bouvan drew his sword. A vast momentum began to spread around, which is the artistic conception of the ancient character of Qianzhi!

Lin Jian felt that Bu Fan had pulled out his sword, and his brows couldn't help but furrow. He also drew the iron sword in his hand.

"I didn't expect you to be so young, but you have reached the realm of a great sword master!" Lin Jian didn't see Bu Fan's disguise, thinking that he was a young great sword master!

And as Lin Jian's words were finished, an uproar from the crowd rose around.

"I didn't expect this kid to be a great swordsman!

"Hey, what is this? Lin Jian was not a young man who stepped into the realm of a great sword master back then, but I think that although this young man has the realm of a great sword master today, he still has to be planted in Lin Jian's area!"

"Lin Jian is blocking the door of the Sword Pavilion, no one has broken into the Sword Pavilion for thirty years, and this kid may not be able to break in!"

"But we can see Lin Jian's move, it's still worth it, it can make our knowledge increase a lot!" Both the swordsmen and the common people around them began to discuss.

"Hey, you feel that there is a vast coercion on the sword in Lin Jian's hand, it is said that the sword in Lin Jian's hand successfully channeled three years ago, but unfortunately I didn't have a chance to see Lin Jian take the psychic sword to make a move!" a swordsman said triumphantly to the person next to him, showing that he was knowledgeable.

"Today, this young man will definitely be defeated!, but it is really not easy to be able to cultivate the realm of a great sword master!"

"Hehe, boy, I'll watch you lie on the ground later, how to be embarrassed!" Bu Fan listened to all the discussions around him, this was Liu Sanye's grievance.

But Bu Fan doesn't care, Liu Sanye is just a clown jumping off the beam!

What Bufan cares about is Lin Jian in front of him.

They just made a move and it was just a showdown in momentum, and the competition was a sword momentum, and there was no substantive shot, which could only be said to be a test of each other.

"Your sword is already psychic, but I don't understand why you want to use a wooden sword!" Lin Jian's eyes were sharp, and he could see at a glance that the peachwood sword in Bufan's hand was already psychic.

"What? He had a wooden sword in his hand, I thought it was made of special metal!" a thin knight stared at the peachwood sword in Bufan's hand in a daze

"Can you hear the point, the sword in his hand is psychic, and the power of the psychic sword has doubled!" The person on the side directly slapped him on the head, quite a bit of a lesson to this unsuccessful boy.

"I really can't imagine that there is an extra psychic sword in my Dawei country, I said why did this guy rush to break into the Sword Pavilion, there is a great swordsman with a psychic sword, and he really has the capital to defend the country with a smile!"

However, these words were only heard by the young man, because at this moment, Bu Fan had already put his spirit on Lin Jian's body.

"Wooden swords and iron swords are all swords, as long as they can be used!" Bu Fan said perfunctorily to Lin Jian.

"Psychic Wood Sword, this is the first time I've seen it, so let me experience your power. Lin Jian held the long sword and made a starting gesture, he was not ready to strike first.

As Lin Jian made a starting move, Bu Fan clearly felt a powerful intent emanating from the iron sword, which was the will of heaven and could never be fathomed.

"Your kendo is so weird!" said Bufan solemnly.

"I am cultivating the Heavenly Sword Dao, adhering to the will of heaven!" Lin Jian said.

"Why haven't I ever heard of it?" Bouvin wondered!

"Because this sword path was created by myself, only I can use it, and my whole life has been in the Wei Capital, you naturally don't know this sword way!"

"Oh oh! in that case, then I'll take a lesson!" Bu Fan's white hair flew and shot directly at Lin Jian with the peachwood sword in his hand.

100 Steps Flying Sword!(To be continued......)