A sword light swept across the air, making a sharp sound in the air, faintly with a whistling sound.

Bu Fan immediately made a big flip in the air at three hundred and sixty degrees, and his body suddenly rolled like a hurricane to break this residual sword.

"Boom~~~"

The cold wind was slow, the sky was cold, and the two people flew through the vast field like lightning.

At this moment, everyone knew that the battle between the two of them had unconsciously surpassed the scope of the Foundation Building Realm, and even the cultivation of the first and second layers of the Jindan Realm could hardly reach such a level.

Jian Luan's swordsmanship turned many times, and for a while it was like a storm and lightning in a rainstorm, wild and irritable, as if he wanted to cut off everything in his sight.

For a while, it was like a cold plum in winter, extremely cold, as if it was about to be frozen anytime and anywhere under Jian Luan's gaze.

This changeable swordsmanship made it difficult for Bu Fan to deal with, and he could only barely resist Jian Luan's countless sword lights.

"Boom~~~"

Suddenly, with a bang in the sky, the already bad weather suddenly thundered, and the sky became even more gloomy, and the lightning illuminated the solemn faces of the two, and then it darkened again, and then a little raindrop fell from the sky, and the drop hit the sword body of the two.

Seeing this, in Qiusheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly a formidable aura slowly rose to the main peak of the Nine Springs Sect, blocking all the majestic rain that was gradually coming, but only the place where Bu Fan and Jian Luan were left was left.

"MD, why is it raining on me? ”

With a sound of "swish", he knocked back Jian Luan's sword momentum with falling raindrops, Bu Fan's expression was solemn, but he took advantage of the gap in his heart to complain and said.

If everyone was drenched in the rain, Bu Fan naturally wouldn't have so many thoughts, but at this moment, he, huh...... After adding a sword luan in the rain, my heart suddenly became a little unbalanced.

Jian Luan stared at Bu Fan, Jian Luan at this moment seemed to be the whole world was dark, and the thunder or fall from the outside world could not have any impact on him, and it was not at all like Bu Fan that he still had time to complain.

For Bu Fan, Jian Luan already agreed in his heart that this is a man who is never weaker than himself in terms of talent, although the realm has fallen to the peak of the foundation building realm, but Jian Luan knows better than anyone else in his heart how strong the strength of the so-called foundation building realm peak is at the moment.

But Bu Fan can fight with himself to the point where he is now, every attack of his own seems to be seen through by Bu Fan, and many times, before the sword is halfway out, it is dissolved by Bu Fan's unpredictable prophet.

This point has already made Jian Luan admit Bu Fan's talent, this is indeed an opponent who can compete with himself in the way of the sword.

If you can fight with all your strength in the Jindan Realm, maybe it will be a huge improvement for me.

Jian Luan said in his heart.

But......

Then, Jian Luan suddenly added a few points of force to his hand and stabbed out in the face of the torrential rain.

That's not enough......

What I want to know is what makes you better than me.

Thinking like this, Jian Luan's sword momentum suddenly became a little more powerful, like a spear and halberd swept away by thousands of horses and horses.

Seeing this, Bu Fan immediately used his strongest martial art "Seven Illusion Killing", turning into seven phantom shadows and slashing towards Jian Luan with boundless sword shadows in all directions.

Suddenly, the sword qi on the field was rampant, and at this moment, the ground was already covered with dense sword marks because of the "unpretentious" battle between the two.

Fighting each other was only a matter of a moment, Bu Fan and Jian Luan retreated at the same time, and there was no victory or defeat between the two, but they were superior.

Slowly, Jian Luan's sleeve opened a gap, and Bu Fan's neck had an extra blood line, and the blood slowly flowed down in the middle.

Bu Fan is very calm on the surface, but in fact, he has already begun to scold his mother in his heart.

Almost, it's not just a matter of having an extra blood mark on my neck, why didn't those two damn elders make a move just now, they want to watch me die.

What Bu Fan didn't know was that because the fight between the two of them was a little bit of a head-scratcher, Zai Qiusheng had already secretly transmitted the message to them, so that they didn't have to worry about it.

"Senior sister, my nephew is fine, stop it. ”

In the same position as yesterday, Zai Qiusheng let go of the hand that grabbed Luo Nianxing and spoke.

Luo Nianxing glanced at Yu Qiusheng lightly.

"I'm confident in him, and the victory in this battle is my apprentice's, so ...... Don't catch me. ”

"Yes, yes, yes. Zai Qiusheng nodded stupidly, and then complained in his heart.

You didn't look like this just now, and you almost shot directly to stop the fight between the two of you.

In fact, it is impossible for anything serious to happen, and with the cultivation of Qiu Sheng, he can completely prevent the tragedy from happening at the moment when the two of them die.

Luo Nianxing can naturally do it, so it was just a subconscious act just now.

My sister is still protecting the calves as before.

In Qiusheng, he silently said in his heart.

Then, in Qiusheng looked around, there were not many people who came here today, none of the disciples came over except for Ke Chongshan in the back, and the people sitting here did not come except for himself and Luo Nianxing, and they all went back to do their own things.

What else to say, the next thing is just with him, the head of the house.

He couldn't talk to the juniors, and Luo Nianxing was a stuffy gourd again.

"It's boring. In Qiusheng sighed in his heart.

On the ground where Bu Fan and Jian Luan were, Bu Fan's sword was faintly attached to the Red Heart Flame again, Jian Luan's eyes never left Bu Fan's body for a moment, and he stretched out his hand and touched his severed sleeve.

There was no blood, but this sword also left a deep impression on Jian Luan.

Although it was only the sleeve that was cut off, but in the situation just now, if you go further, it is your own hand that is broken, and it is just this difference.

"Senior Brother's talent is really strong, how about fighting again after I have cultivated to the same level in the future?" Jian Luan said lightly.

"What the junior brother means is that we don't have to fight, and we will fight heartily again in the future, I think this can be had. ”

Bu Fan laughed and said the result he wanted in his heart, but the result of the fact was naturally not as easy as Bu Fan thought, Jian Luan could surrender to the realm for this battle, and he was afraid that he would forget to limit his cultivation while fighting, and specially used the pill, so it was naturally impossible to give up this battle so easily.

So for Bu Fan's whimsical thoughts, Jian Luan just shook his head lightly.

"Naturally not, this battle is a battle that I have knotted in my heart, of course I will not give up, senior brother thought about it a lot. ”

Hearing this, Bu Fan just pursed the corners of his lips, and did not dwell on this point, but asked a question.

"Can you tell me, junior brother, why are you so angry that you didn't worship my master? You said that this thorn in your heart exploded after I appeared, but doesn't this also prove that this thorn in your heart existed before this? This is just a small thing, why have you remembered it for so long, I know from your sword that you are not a narrow-minded person. ”

When the words fell, Jian Luan did not respond to Bu Fan's question immediately, and only spoke after a long time.

"Does Senior Brother know what's in my sword?"

As he spoke, Jian Luan raised the long sword in his hand.

"Fragments of that weapon you used to have?"

"Yes, I was originally a handyman of a small family in the mortal realm, my father was a servant in that family, and all the people in this family respected the sword, if your swordsmanship is superb enough, even a person with a foreign surname can rise to a high position in this family. ”

"And my father's kendodo talent is weak, it won't work on this road, except for laughing and laughing in front of the people in that family, he only did the thing of supporting me in front of me, he never taught me anything related to swords, think about it, he must think that he thinks he is a waste, and his son is the same. ”

When he said this, Jian Luan's tone did not fluctuate, and he didn't seem to have any opinions or grievances about it.