At the moment when he shouted, the moment when his movements lagged slightly, he was accurately captured by An Ran.

She kept dodging just to wait for this moment.

Only in this way can you defeat him without revealing your strength by attacking with one blow when the opponent is exposed.

I saw a flash of light in An Ran's eyes, and the power that had been prepared for a long time exploded at this moment.

The fourth-level fighting qi was all gathered on her iron sword, and there was a sudden force under her feet, and the figure had already flashed in front of Wang Yawei's eyes.

The sharp sword qi instantly stabbed towards Wang Yawei from the top of the iron sword, and before the sword qi arrived, it drove the surrounding air currents to roll up the dust on the ground and roar.

The few people who were watching casually in the upstairs wing room suddenly had their eyes flashing, and their eyes were all focused on An Ran's body.

This sword of hers actually faintly has the momentum of a swordsman.

Whether it is the speed of the shot or the application of the fighting spirit, it seems that it is not weaker than the feeling of a first-level sword master, but the fighting spirit is still weaker.

The long sword in An Ran's hand seemed to be just like the person she was at the moment, sharp and cold, and faintly with the trembling sword groan of the long sword, which was terrifying.

"Huh!" With An Ran's light snort, all the sword cultivators watching the battle seemed to feel that their swords were also trembling.

"Not good!" Ma Jin, the head of the Diancang faction, who had been standing upstairs and watching, shouted in a low voice.

But between the representative of Fengyun Academy and Ouyang Jue of Qingyun Sect, even if he knew that Wang Ya's life was in danger at this time, he couldn't save him.

Just like Ouyang Jue, who had been anxious just now, he could only watch and be anxious.

At this time, a sudden change occurred, and just as An Ran's incomparably sharp sword qi □□, another fighting spirit on the side suddenly rose.

Everyone only felt that the ground under their feet was broken for a while, and the powder flew in all directions.

A cyan figure was like an arrow from the string, approaching An Ran.

The onlookers had already felt this terrifying momentum, and another strong man had come out.

Under the strong momentum of these three people, people began to turn pale, and some of them were weak, and even began to dizzy.

Wang Hao, who was the weakest in the audience, couldn't help but start to retreat, he looked at An Ran's killing aura in shock, his face turned pale, "She actually made a killing move, too ruthless, too ruthless!" ”

even began to rejoice in his heart that when he competed with her, she didn't kill him.

He finally began to regret how he had provoked this female demon!

At this time, An Ran had already seen this sudden seventh-level swordsman, and it seemed that he was Wang Yawei's helper.

But at this time, her sword has already been shot, and the sword qi attack has gone and there is no return, even if she has already shot, how can she take it back?

If she forcibly retracted the attack at this time, she would inevitably be counterattacked by her vindictive spirit.

Hmph, dare to sneak up on her? Do you think she's just easy to mess with?

An Ran snorted coldly in his heart, and his extremely contemptuous gaze swept towards this cyan sound and shadow while stabbing at Wang Yawei.

It's too late, it's too soon.

The cyan figure immediately pulled Wang Yawei, who was already sluggish, out of An Ran's sword qi, and instantly shot to meet An Ran's already oncoming attack.

An Ran quickly began to transform his attack, and the true qi in his body surged rapidly from the dantian, instantly reaching the top of the long sword, and attacking the cyan figure.