After Fan Yu finished shouting, he sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to recuperate, feeling a strong sword qi rising from the sword valley to the sky, pulling the corners of his mouth, it seems that this time he can do what he can do. After a while, Liu Guanglei fell from the sky like a Kaifeng sword, landed directly in front of Fan Yu, and arched his hand: "Under Liu Guanglei, I don't know what Your Excellency is doing?"

Fan Yu moved his feet, bounced up from the ground, shook the dust on his body, and hugged his fists: "Under Fan Yu, self-named 'Bai Xiaosheng', a few days ago, he had a dialect to divide the realm for the world's martial artists in terms of seniority. ”

Liu Guanglei said casually: "There are more than 10 million martial artists in the world, not to mention the heads of the other two factions of the righteous path, there are more Yanyu landlords in the near future, and the king of Songming Island has all appeared, why did you choose someone Liu?"

Fan Yu smiled: "There are no outsiders here, we don't say secret words, whether it's Le Zhengfang, or Feng Wu Zhenren, but the people who sell their reputation and reputation are still inferior to Yu Jingzhi, an outcast of your faction, how to be regarded as a top master, as for the lord of Yanyu Mansion and the king of Songming Island, compared with Your Excellency, there is still a line of separation, and I have calculated several times, since ancient times, the person who carries the sword is firmly in the top three martial arts in the world, and a hundred years ago there was the ancestor of your sect Zuo Xianfan, as for a hundred years later, it is almost your turn to be the contemporary sword god Liu Guanglei. ”

A trace of gloom in Liu Guanglei's eyes flashed, and he pulled the corners of his mouth: "Then according to what Your Excellency said, this fight must be fought?"

Fan Yu nodded: "Just with the word sword god, you can't refuse, but there are still wishes unfulfilled in the future, presumably Your Excellency is not willing to fight with your life, why don't we do this, only divide the high and low, regardless of life and death?"

"A good one is only divided into high and low, regardless of life and death. Liu Guanglei laughed, took off his saber and said: "In this case, Liu will not take advantage, empty-handed to empty-handed, Your Excellency, please make a move." ”

Fan Yu knew that when he reached Liu Guanglei's realm, everything could be a sword, and there was little difference between a sword and a sword, so he was not polite immediately, he shouted, his hands were sealed, his right foot stepped on it fiercely, and the dust under his feet gathered into a yellow dragon, roaring and pounced on Liu Guanglei. The latter narrowed his narrow eyes, slightly surprised in his heart, originally thought that this Fan Yu called himself "Bai Xiaosheng", his tone was very big, naturally he would not be a person who sold his reputation and reputation, and he had been elevated to the point of Zhuge Guizang, and he never thought of a move only to realize that this person's cultivation was still higher than Zhuge Guizang, and he accepted the heart of contempt, and put his fingers together to make a sword with his hand, which was actually a condensation into a soldier, and a sword cut off the Yellow Dragon!

Fan Yu smiled slightly, and said loudly: "The sword god's high move is really worthy of its reputation!" Liu Guanglei snorted coldly: "Your Excellency's means are not bad!" Fan Yu shook his head, his big sleeves were like the wind, rolling up the yellow sand in the sky, covering the sky and the sun!

At this time, a group of people from the Sword God Valley also rushed to the side, seeing such a spectacular scene, Cao Kexin couldn't help but be secretly worried, and asked Liu Qianyan beside him: "Senior brother, who is this Confucian student? What a powerful method, do you say that the master is his opponent?" Although Liu Qianyan's vision is high, the realm of the two of them is far beyond him, and he does not dare to make assertions, but he has admired Liu Guanglei since he was a child, and naturally he does not believe that the master will lose, staring at the battle situation in the field, and does not squint and said: "Our master is known as the sword god, no matter who he fights against, he will only win and not lose!" To mention, Fan Yu's palms pressed downward, the vision of heaven and earth suddenly disappeared, and the clarity was restored.

Seeing Liu Guanglei's questioning gaze, the corners of Fan Yu's mouth hooked: "Liu Jianshen, you and I have this competition, wouldn't it be disappointing if there are onlookers watching?" Liu Guanglei thought about it, this time the two competed, not to mention the victory or defeat, there were disciples present, and some of his hidden methods could not be used, so he nodded: "What Your Excellency said is that Liu will let the disciples disperse." ”

Fan Yu raised his hand, a trivial matter, not a sword god, saying that the five fingers were in the air, the earth shook, the dust was flying, and several pieces of earth walls rose from the ground, forming a huge dungeon, locking up the disciples of the Sword God Valley in it. The disciples were shocked, Liu Qianyan silently recited the sword technique, and a sharp sword qi shot straight ahead, who knew that the earth wall did not move at all, and then he realized that he was far away from Fan Yu, and he no longer wasted his strength.

Without others to disturb, Liu Guanglei and the two showed their powers, and fought again, Fan Yu's ten fingers flew, and he made a Taoist nine-character mantra mudra in one go, and silently recited "Lin, Bing, Fight, Person, Both, Number, Group, Front, Line". Every time he read a word, a hundred zhang heavenly dragon rose behind him, the dragon claws were strong, the mist was rising, and he was dancing his teeth and claws in the clouds and mist waves.

Liu Guanglei was surprised: "Daomen Secret Method!" Seeing that Jiulong was violent, he didn't dare to be careless, pointed to the sky with his left hand and pointed to the ground with his right hand, and shouted, "Sword up!" Hundreds of flying swords were suspended behind him and lined up, shooting at Fan Yu one after another. The latter formed a hook with five fingers, and manipulated the dragon to collide with the flying sword, making a loud and deafening sound!

As the last giant dragon dissipated, Liu Guanglei's flying sword was not spared, and the two of them were equal in this game, and they couldn't help but cherish each other's talents, each took a step back, arched his hand, and said in unison: "Good ability!"

This battle is huge, compared to Yu Jingzhi's immortal handwriting of the sword rain on Cuiyun Mountain, and the two of them were the top people at that time, far from being comparable to Le Zhengfang and others, but there were no bystanders in this strongest battle in the world.

It's just that the victory and defeat are far from being divided, and the two of them are not allowed to stop, Liu Guanglei took the preemptive strike this time, and the sword in his hand actually forced out a three-foot sword with supreme internal force, and rushed straight towards Fan Yu, separated by a few zhang, and Fan Yu's sideburns and hair flew with a sharp sword qi. The latter sat cross-legged with his right hand hanging down naturally, his palm facing inward, and touching the ground with his fingertips close to him. "Demon Seal!" Liu Guanglei naturally recognized that this posture was one of the five seals of the Buddha Gate, and his heart sank, this Fan Yu not only mastered the secret technique of the sect, but also knew the Buddhist mudra well, which was really unexpected.

I saw that after Fan Yu made the seal, a pure gold Buddha statue fell in front of him, and he was forced to see the sword in Liu Guanglei's hand, the latter missed a blow, floated and retreated, and admired this "Bai Xiaosheng" in his heart. But I didn't know that Fan Yu's heart was even more surprised, he thought that he could stabilize Liu Guanglei when he cultivated Buddhism and Taoism, who would have thought that the sword god could fight with himself with his bare hands.

The two of them had their own thoughts, and they stopped one after another, looking at each other carefully. After about a stick of incense, Liu Guanglei reached out and probed, holding a handful of loess in the palm of his hand, the internal force urged to ten percent, countless debris carried sword qi, and wrapped Fan Yu in it from all directions, the latter shook his shoulders, spit out a mouthful of purple gold gas, surrounded by mist, and slowly converged into two figures in front of him, one gas and three clear! Fan Yu's body and two phantom shadows were three-legged, and the six palms were connected one by one, forming a golden barrier to resist Liu Guanglei's continuous sword qi attacks.

With the passage of time, Liu Guanglei's sword aura has not diminished, but the golden light of the barrier built by Fan Yu has become more and more dim, full of cracks like broken porcelain, Liu Guanglei put his fingers together, deceived himself, and defeated Fan Yu's immortal golden body in one fell swoop, and pointed his finger at the latter's eyebrows.

In this earth-shattering competition, the two of them showed their own magical powers, and they both contributed eight or nine points, regardless of life and death, only by the superior, Liu Guanglei was superior. Fan Yu laughed and praised with his hand: "The sword god's high moves are really worthy of its reputation, and it is not in vain that Fan has come by trekking through mountains and rivers. ”

Fan Yu was convinced, but he didn't know that Liu Guanglei was even more surprised in his heart, he thought that his cultivation was a mystery, better than the immortal patriarch a hundred years ago, and he could look down on the world's heroes, and this unknown Taoist in front of him was just a year of confusion, but he was on a par with himself, and he also felt sorry for each other, and his smile was a little more sincere, and he replied: "Your Excellency's means are not bad." Stretched out his hand and pointed to the dungeon, "Besides, you and I still have to pay attention to this dungeon when we are fighting, it is ashamed to say that Liu won a fluke." ”

Fan Yu waved his hand: "Carving insect skills, what a foot to worry about, Fan is not a hypocritical person, if he loses, he loses, and Brother Liu is known as the sword god, and he has such strength with his bare hands, if the sword is in hand, Fan is only afraid that he will lose faster." Liu Guanglei was in a good mood, and said with a smile: "Praise and praise, it's just that Your Excellency has the strengths of Buddhism and Taoism, but why is there a soul and a soul in your body? ”

Fan Yu didn't seem to intend to hide his secrets, and said straight to the point: "As the sword god said, although he has two supernatural powers in his body, he is also fascinated by the Demon Sect exercises, but the turbidity of the Demon Sect Demon Law is too heavy, in order to avoid destroying the innocent body under it, he deliberately stripped out one soul and one soul, and concentrated on cultivating the Demon Sect Xuantong." Liu Guanglei was dumbfounded and said: "Good guy, Liu is convinced." ”

Fan Yu hugged his fists and said: "Fan has the power of the sword god, it is worth the trip, the green mountains do not change, the green water flows for a long time, the short is three years, the long is five years, when the three teachings of Fan are one, there will be a competition between you and me." Liu Guanglei tugged at the corners of his mouth: "Then Liu will wait and see." The two high-fived and swore goodbye. Liu Guanglei looked at Fan Yu's back as he drifted away, and a hint of murder appeared in the corners of his eyes.

As Fan Yu left and the dungeon collapsed, Liu Qianyan and the others couldn't wait to rush over, saw the devastated land, and hurriedly asked, "Master, what happened to the result?" Liu Guanglei picked up the divine sword that was obliquely inserted on the ground, and said lightly: "It is slightly better for the teacher, but this person's cultivation is very high, and he has not seen the teacher and the student, the three of you need to practice diligently, and there are talented people in the country, ten or twenty years later, the Sword God Valley will rely on a few of you to support it." After finishing speaking, they turned around and left, Liu Qianyan and the three of them didn't dare to stay longer, followed the footsteps of the sword god, and went back to their rooms to practice.