"Senior Brother Meng, we don't have to be so tempted!"

Gu Bufan shook his aching wrist, and with the touch just now, he fell behind and slid back more than ten steps.

And Meng Fan stood there safely, without a trace of abnormality.

"Since Senior Brother Gu said so, then move the real chapter?"

Meng Fan's eyes flickered, the slightest strangeness in Gu Bufan's sword move just now, he noticed that kind of agility made his heart shake, he had a feeling, if he could see it a few more times today, it would be of great use to his scheme.

"Good!"

Gu Bufan grinned.

Above the bright sun, the aura gushed out, Gu Bufan actually closed his eyes in this situation, but in just a moment, he opened it, but when he opened it again, Gu Bufan's eyes were very different.

"Gu Bufan's Sinking Heart Sword Style!"

In the audience, some disciples noticed this strangeness and shouted, their eyes full of shock.

"Senior Brother Gu, you will always be so shocked!"

Meng Fan was also shocked, but the speed of the long sword in his hand did not slow down.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The two long swords kept touching, and Gu Bufan narrowly avoided Meng Fan's sword moves again and again, but on closer inspection, Gu Bufan was like an unpredictable prophet every time, and he always dodged the killing move at the most critical moment.

Yaoyang was like a nimble snake in his hands, constantly stabbing at Meng Fan at a tricky angle.

"After six years of silence, can he actually enter the Sinking Heart Sword Style at will?"

Meng Fan avoided another move, the Shen Xin Sword Style, it was a sword style created by Gu Bufan, that's right, it was self-created, Gu Bufan's horror was not only in his cultivation speed, but also in his perverted sword intent.

If it weren't for Gu Bufan's choice to be silent, even Liu Yue'er would only be under him in the sect.

Shen Xin Sword Style, is to enter a kind of mysterious and mysterious realm, in addition to the sword intent in the heart, there is nothing else, in this realm, Gu Bufan's every move, can play the greatest effect, completely like a perfect fighting machine.

When Gu Bufan first used it, even the Supreme Elder was alarmed, but at that time, Gu Bufan was far from being able to enter this realm so easily.

As if sensing something, Gu Bufan, who had not succeeded for a long time, finally had a slight change in his face.

It was this change that made Meng Fan's expression change greatly.

"Ten Thousand Swords!"

Meng Fan's expression was solemn, and when he got out of his hand, he turned into a thousand swords, and instantly wrapped himself heavily.

"Senior Brother Meng Fan has actually learned the Ten Thousand Swords Duel!"

In the audience, there was another exclamation, and even Liu Yue'er was a little surprised.

"Lin Shi, you are not shallow in hiding this apprentice!"

Lu Tian exited again, his expression moved slightly, Meng Fan was qualified to learn the Ten Thousand Sword Duel, but as one of the two major sword duels of the Qingguang Sect, how could it be so simple to practice.

Even Liu Yue'er, who is now the first in the Qingguang Sect's kendo talent, has only just touched the threshold.

"Hey, general, average!"

Lin Shi laughed, but sighed lightly in his heart, this Gu Bufan has risen again, Meng Fan used ten thousand swords to duel, which already means that Gu Bufan's strength is not weaker than him, and Gu Bufan is still a lower realm.

"Transform one!"

Gu Bufan's lips moved slightly, and a sword slashed down, obviously the long sword fell extremely slowly, but Meng Fan's whole body was tense and he didn't dodge, because he knew that he couldn't dodge this sword.

"It's ......"

On the throne, including Lin Nan, everyone stood up. Gu Bufan's seemingly simple slash, but the sword intent contained in it was terrifying.

"This kid!"

Lin Shi's expression was solemn, ready to strike at any time, Meng Fan might not be able to hold that sword.

"Bang!"

Under the gaze of everyone, Gu Bufan's sword finally fell, and in just an instant, most of the sword shield turned by Meng Fan's long sword was broken, but it also successfully blocked Gu Bufan's small half of the sword intent.

"Not good!"

Although Meng Fan was frightened, his eyes were even hotter, and the agility in Gu Bufan's sword moves, he really felt it this time.

"Whew!"

The sword and shield were all broken, and just as Lin Shi was about to make a move, the Yaoyang hanging over Meng Fan's head stopped.

Gu Bufan's face was pale, but there was still a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, although it was not a long time to enter the Shenxin Sword Style, it was also a great burden for him, not to mention that the last move was a fusion of multiple sword moves.

In the six years of Haoshoufeng, Gu Bufan didn't use it much.

"I lost, Gu Bufan, thank you!"

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Meng Fan's mouth, although Gu Bufan retracted his sword move in time, the concussion still caused him some injuries.

Hearing Meng Fan admit defeat, there was silence in the audience again, and even the elders on the stage were stunned.

"Thank me for what?"

Gu Bufan was puzzled in his heart, and before he could ask, Meng Fan got up and bowed to Lin Shi and went away from the wind.

"In the third game, Gu Bufan, win!"

"Wow!"

As the elder's announcement sounded, the audience finally became shocked.

"Lin Shi, you owe a favor!"

Lin Nan looked at Meng Fan, who was far away, and said softly, if Meng Fan really got something, it would not be without a chance to compete for that luck.

"Hmm!"

Lin Shi responded, whether he wanted it or not, Meng Fan should have gained something from Gu Bufan, otherwise he would not be in such a hurry to return to the peak, as for the thoughts of those disciples in the audience, it was difficult for him to explain, just like Gu Bufan today, he could speak with his strength in the future.

Meng Fan is a disciple of Lin Shi, and if Lin Shi can return this favor for him in the future, it is understandable.

......

"Senior Brother Gu, you deceived us so hard!"

As soon as Gu Bufan stepped down, Lu Sheng and Chen Yuan surrounded him.

"Ahem!"

Gu Bufan was a little consumed, coughed twice, and before he could speak, a shadow stepped forward to support him.

Lu Sheng and Chen Yuan looked stunned, and the shadow was Liu Yue'er.

The surrounding disciples were also stunned, but no one dared to ridicule them, just now Gu Bufan fought with Meng Fan, and they still haven't come to their senses.

Although Meng Fan is usually low-key, his anti-Pujing strength is not fake, the sword moves that came at his fingertips just now are not fake, and the final ten thousand swords are definitely not fake.

At least in terms of feelings, Ren Xuxu and Wang Feng are not Meng Fan's opponents, and as for Liu Yue'er, they may be on par.

But such a strong person was actually defeated by Gu Bufan, who everyone laughed at for six years, and only then did everyone come back to their senses, and the sun that hung in the sky in the past seemed to rise again.

With a condensing qi pill in his stomach, Gu Bufan felt slightly better, and when he fought with Meng Fan, he did consume a lot, and he needed to adjust well.

Fortunately, after this round, there will be an hour of pranayama time.

Liu Yue stood aside, her eyes wandering, and she didn't mind the constant glances from Lin Nan in the sky.

......

"Next, let's go to the next round of lots!"

Half an hour later, Gu Bufan, Liu Yue'er, Ren Xu, and Wang Feng stood in the ring, each taking a number stick.

"Gu Bufan against Wang Feng!"

"Any void against Liu Yue'er!"

After the elders saw their respective signs, Lang announced loudly.

"Gu Bufan, finally let me meet you!"

Wang Feng said gloomily, although Gu Bufan's battle with Wang Feng shocked him in his heart, Meng Fan's strength was indeed stronger than him to some extent, but he also lost to Gu Bufan, but such a genius as Wang Feng, who has no hole cards, and he has hatred for Gu Bufan in his heart, so he naturally will not give up.

What's more, Gu Bufan's face was still a little bad, obviously he had all his strength just now, and the consumption was too great, and he had not yet recovered.

But the rules are like this, so naturally it is impossible to give Gu Bufan more time.

Half an hour later.

"The first scene! ”

"Yue'er! Although I really want you, this is the first one, the master has given an order, so I must get it!"

Ren Xuan held the Spirit Treasure Sword in his hand and said softly.

"Hmph, Yue'er, what can you call too?"

Liu Yue snorted coldly in her heart, and disappeared in place in an instant.

"Ding!"

Ren Humm's heart was shocked, and the long sword blocked to the right, just to block the sword full of cold air.

It's just that in the next moment, another sword stabbed from the left, and Ren Xuan snorted coldly and quickly dodged.

There were constant clanging on the field, and under Liu Yue'er's fast and dense attack, it was a little difficult to parry, because Liu Yue'er's speed was too fast.

"This Liu Yue'er, the kendo talent is really terrifying!"

Feeling the eight figures coming from the siege, any of them looked solemn.

"Edgeworth, one style!"

Any void long sword turned into a shadow, and he could catch the eight sword moves, and the shock from the torn tiger's mouth made him almost lose the long sword in his hand, compared to Liu Yue'er, Lu Sheng's Bafang Phantom Sword was too weak.

But the Imperial Sword Duel is the second only move of the Qingguang Sect to the two major sword duels, and it also has its subtleties.

"Edgeworth, two styles!"

Ren Xuan caught a move, turned from attack to defense, took the initiative to attack, and stabbed out with a long sword, as if it was ordinary, but it couldn't dodge, which was somewhat similar to Gu Bufan's defeat of Meng Fan's sword move, but it was much worse.

"Edgeworth, Three Styles!"

The same sword duel was used from Liu Yue'er's hands, but it was the last one.

"You ......"

"Poof!"

The imaginary two swords did not appear, and the long sword in either void hand fell to the ground, and his left shoulder was pierced by Liu Yue'er's sword.

The peak master of Po Cangfeng frowned, but he didn't say anything, as long as Dabi didn't waste people's foundations and hurt people's lives, it was inevitable that he would be injured, but Liu Yue'er was too unsympathetic. There is any void, is it too easy to lose?

"Liu Yue'er wins!"

The elder's voice sounded, and cheers rang out from the audience, Liu Yue'er was already a goddess-like existence in their hearts, and now she defeated any void so easily, which naturally made them yearn for it.

Only Ren Xuan knew that the words that Liu Yue'er transmitted just now were so cold that he was shocked now.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to defeat yourself with Edgeworth's dueling style.

"Next game, Gu Bufan vs. Wang Feng!"

In the midst of the cheers, as the elder's voice came out, the scene was a little quieter.

Most of the people looked at the person who walked to the stage with complicated expressions, if he defeated Wang Feng again and won the championship in the end, then what a joke they would be.

"Humph!"

In the ring, Wang Feng wears a claw in each hand, and in the Qingguang Sect, which advocates sword cultivation, there are also people who use other weapons, and Wang Feng is a master of claws.

"You're snorting, the day isn't over?What, miss my sword moves again?"

Gu Bufan looked at the pair of spiritual treasures that were bubbling with cold light, and he didn't dare to hold it up, the sun was in his hand, and the aura was surging.

“？？？”

The people on the field, there were three question marks above their heads, how could Gu Bufan meet other people, even if the disciple of the partial peak was disrespectful, he always smiled.

How did Wang Feng change when he arrived?

"Gu Bufan!"

Wang Feng said angrily, not many people know about the past, but he must get it back today.

"Damn, it's the most annoying person like you, I want to beat it up again for a long time!"

Gu Bufan sneered, he had indeed endured Wang Feng for a long time.

When the disciples in the audience heard this, they were all stunned, is there a story?

"Ten thousand swords, attack!"

Yaoyang took off his hand, and the swords turned into thousands of swords, and under the stunned eyes of the brothers, countless flying swords flew towards Wang Feng.

"Impossible!"

Wang Feng shouted, how could Gu Bufan be able to fight with ten thousand swords, obviously he wouldn't have been able to do it five years ago!

"Sky Breaker!"

Wang Feng's face turned red, although Gu Bufan was a terrifying talent before, and he also created his own sword style, but he never learned the Ten Thousand Sword Duel, and Meng Fan is twenty-eight years old this year, although it shocked them to be able to learn, it was acceptable.

But Gu Bufan, who has been silent for five years, how can he be a ten thousand sword duel? What has he been doing in Haoshou Peak in the past five years?

The huge claw prints formed by the condensation of the two spiritual qi flew towards the sword shadow in the sky, and the paw prints collided with the sword shadow, setting off bursts of aura vibrations.

With the experience of the last time, several elders had already joined forces to arrange the barrier, and those low-level disciples had not been overturned again.

When the paw prints dissipated, there were still dozens of sword shadows left in the air, all towards Wang Feng.

But it is no longer much of a threat to Wang Feng.

"Your master is willing!"

Gu Bufan snorted coldly, Wang Feng's claw technique was able to resist the attack of the Ten Thousand Swords Duel, which showed that its quality would not be lower than that of the Ten Thousand Swords Duel.

"However, that can't stop Lao Tzu from beating you!"

Before Wang Feng could fight back, Gu Bufan entered the state of the Sinking Heart Sword Style.

"Transform one!"

"Sky Breaker!"

"Bursting Claw!"

"Ahhh

Wang Feng was like a mad demon, constantly using his claw form, trying to block the sword light that was slowly descending from the sky.

But until his aura was exhausted, the sword light was still slowly falling, although it was much weaker.

"Is this Gu Bufan too much?"

Lu Tian looked at the scene below with a gloomy expression.

"Is there any? The two of them are recruiting each other, what's wrong? This is also good for Wang Feng, isn't it, Lord Lu Feng?"

Lin Nan knew what Lu Tian meant, and only he could stop the game for those present, but Wang Feng was too domineering in the sect on weekdays, and Gu Bufan was now deliberately slowing down the speed of his sword moves to torture Wang Feng.

These people on the seat can naturally see it, but Lin Nan feels that it is just a good time to polish Wang Feng.

Hearing Lin Nan say this, Lu Tian sat back in his seat and said no more, but a look flashed in his eyes that no one else had noticed.

Finally, a sword fell, but there was no scene of blood splashing, at the critical moment, Gu Bufan scattered the sword light, and only embedded Wang Feng into the ring with the pressure of aura.

Wang Feng's body was shocked, but he still spit out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were ruthless, although he was unwilling in his heart, he also knew that he had lost.

Wang Feng just wanted to admit defeat, but saw Gu Bufan quickly sweeping over and punched him on his front teeth.

"I ......"

Forcibly interrupted Wang Feng's words, and the next moment, in everyone's frightened eyes, Gu Bufan punched to the flesh.

While fighting, he said: What's wrong with refining the body? Is the fist of refining the body hard? Is it fragrant?

The next moment, the elder who reacted hurriedly grabbed Gu Bufan, glanced at him a little angrily, and then announced:

"Gu Bufan wins! The final will be held in an hour!"