Although Han Fan never chose not to believe his master's words because of their own reasonableness, when Gegra said that he was going to be beaten, Han Fan was more or less unconvinced.

Anyway, his qualifications are considered to be the top level, not to mention that he has touched the fur of the Daoist intention of the wind before, no matter what, he will not lose too badly.

"The disciples of the Four Realms, all come down the mountain. The old man turned around and shouted in the direction of the gate, and Han Fan's ears were buzzing. The image of the amiable priest in my heart before is gone.

"It's the sect master, someone has come to block the door. The disciple on the mountain said.

"It's been a long time since we've had anyone blocking the door here, so let's go down and take a look. ”

Strangely, almost no disciples were angry because of this, and their faces were full of excitement and curiosity that they had not seen for a long time.

Han Fan heard a rumbling sound.

"Strange, does the underworld have earthquakes too?" he muttered.

Immediately afterwards, a black crowd of people rushed over, and the loess was flying.

"Who's going to do something? I'll take a look. ”

"Which warrior is it?"

"If he dies in battle, I must pay a moment of silence for him...... A second. ”

"I hope I can resist a little bit. ”

Hearing these disciples chattering about themselves, the black lines on Han Fan's forehead became deeper and deeper.

What does it mean to hope that you can resist the beating a little? Isn't it you who will be beaten?

"Can't you wait?" Gegra turned his head to look at Han Fan.

"It's okay. Somehow, Han Fan always felt that the master was smiling evilly.

Han Fan walked to the middle at Gegra's signal.

"You see, it's him. A disciple's voice whispered.

"It's like that, it doesn't look very good. ”

"......" When Han Fan heard this, he even dispelled the idea of introducing himself.

"Okay, the challenge of freedom in the same realm, the challenge of the higher realm, to lower the cultivation to one level lower than him. The old man spoke.

"I'll come first, I'll come first. A young man with a smile on his face jumped out, and he said that he would mourn for Han Fan for a second.

"Hello, this ...... Little brother, disciple of the inner door of the polar night, Zhu Qi. ”

"Hello, Han Fan, studying under Gegra. By the way, there is one more thing to tell you: you are the little brother, and your whole family is the little brother. Han Fan finished his words in a calm tone.

"Uh. The young man paused for a moment, then scratched his head and smiled, "Please advise." ”

"Please. Han Fan stretched out his hand.

The young man suddenly restrained his smile, and then, Han Fan suddenly found that the other party's sense of existence instantly dropped to the minimum.

Han was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect that there would be such a big gap between a person and a person.

Just when Han Fan was stunned, the young man's whole body melted into his shadow, and in the second half of the second, from the depths of Han Fan's shadow, a hand and a dagger were already in his hand, and he stabbed Han Fan's calf silently.

Han Fan didn't react for a moment, and when he retreated, a blood flower had already bloomed in the air.

Just by looking at the face, I was injured.

"But that's about it. "Let's say that Han Feng condenses the mantra of the word "royal".

He looked down at the wound on his lower leg, which was not deep and showed no signs of poisoning.

Although it is nothing more than that, but a hundred vigilances have been raised in my heart, after all, this is just a competition, if it is true, if this knife is suddenly poisonous, I am afraid that I will be more than lucky.

"I was careless. The boy's voice sounded from behind, accompanied by another voice.

Strictly speaking, it can't be regarded as a sound, it's because it's a trajectory that Han Fan can sense after touching the threshold of the wind's Dao will.

He knew that it was the young man's dagger slashing, and even if it didn't bring a little wind, Han Fan could feel the knife through the wind flowing around him.

This time, Han Fan did not dodge, but turned around calmly.

With a "bang", the figure of the young man appeared from Han Fan's shadow, and the whole person was bounced out.

With the lesson of this knife, Han Fan no longer gave in and launched the Nine Elements World to chase after him.

Before the boy landed, he was slashed by Han Fan in the lower abdomen.

A string of blood splashed, and the boy fell amazingly. Han Fan could even imagine the puffs of dust he had stirred up as he smashed on the ground.

However, after the boy landed, he fell directly into his shadow, only to see that the shadow moved quickly, merging into the shadow cast by the huge portal, and Han Fan lost his trace again.

"Why don't you even have a weapon to take advantage of?" Gegra looked at the dagger that Han Fan took out of the bag, and then remembered that Han Fan usually practiced swords, but there was no sword available.

Han Fan took the long sword, not paying too much attention to the sword, his divine sense was always scanning the surroundings, and most of his energy was on his own shadow. Worried about the sudden attack of the teenager.

At this time, he was already full of emotion in his heart. I didn't expect that the underworld would have this kind of magical power that could hide the whole person in the shadows. Wouldn't that be their home stadium that night?

"Don't hide, you can't beat me, admit defeat. Han Fan suddenly spoke, he suddenly relaxed his tense spirit and stood there loosely.

He thought to himself, it's not a matter to be so nervous and guarded, anyway, the other party can't break his "royal" mantra, so he simply ignores him.

At this time, he remembered the saber that Gergra had given him, and took it to his eyes to examine it carefully.

I have to say that the master really knows what he likes, and the grass-green hilt makes the whole sword full of a comfortable atmosphere.

The traditional round sword stem seems to have been deliberately custom-made by personally measuring the size of Han Fan's palm, and the size is just right when you hold it.

The design of the sword lattice is simple and straightforward, with delicate lines engraved on it, and it looks like a forest at a cursory glance.

Looking at Jian Feng, Han Fan turned his face sideways and closed his eyes.

He rubbed his aching face and lowered his sword naturally.

The light reflected by the sword blade even made Han Fan feel a tingling pain, which was enough to show its sharpness.

"Master, where's the scabbard?" Han Fan asked, turning his head.

"Little junior brother is going to make a move. In the crowd watching the battle, a young man wearing the same white robe as the sect master said lightly.

At that moment, a black light flashed from one side to the other.

Han Fan suddenly felt a palpitation, urging the red-gold energy to the maximum.

He met the young man's surprised eyes, and between them, a black crack appeared, and then slowly repaired and repaired.

Not only the teenager, but Han Fan was also stunned. This was the first time that he had been broken by a monk in the same realm since he learned the mantra of the word "Yu".

Strictly speaking, this is the first time that it has not been broken because of the exhaustion of aura.

Although Han Fan was not injured, his heart was turbulent and could not be calmed down for a long time.

The young man was also stunned, he never expected that his strongest sword would only break through the opponent's defense.

Han Fan reacted first.

"I said, you can't beat me, admit defeat. If you compare it any further, it will be meaningless. I'm going to save my strength for the next one. He said with a pretended lightheartedness.

The young man's face crossed a little unwillingly, but he knew that what Han Fan said was right. So, he walked into the crowd with his head down.

"Senior brother, I lost. The young man looked up at the young man in the white robe and flattened his mouth.

"It's okay, his aura is a bit special, just to suppress your attacks, really compared to the skill, he is not as good as you. ”

"But ......"

"It's nothing, if it's a duel to the death, he'll lose the first cut. ”

"Yes. "The boy is feeling better.

"I originally wanted you to feel the special aura in his body, but people came to block the door, and it was not glorious for us to win the wheel battle, so I'll go on this round. The white-robed youth said.

"Yes, big brother. After hearing this, the onlookers seconded the proposal.

"Fellow Daoist, do you need pranayama to recover? "Senior brother stepped forward.

Han Fan wanted to look at him with his nostrils and say no more, but when he thought that the young man called him Senior Brother just now, his heart was empty.

"Give me a few minutes. ”

"Good. ”

Han Fan sat down to recover his aura and adjust his state, thinking about how to deal with this senior brother by the way.

According to the normal strength relationship, his strength can definitely crush the young man just now, and the young man has a relationship with himself...... Thinking of this, Han Fan's heart was half cold.

However, Han Fan hasn't used his own stunt to press the bottom of the box, so he really wants to fight between life and death, and he really can't say who will kill the deer.

Han Fan didn't want to use the fat man's sword in the competition, on the one hand, because he couldn't control the depth at all, and on the other hand, it would be too embarrassing to use a big move in the competition.

It was supposed to be thinking about countermeasures, but it turned out to be cranky. In the end, Han Fan simply didn't think about it anymore, if he couldn't beat it, he would take it as an opportunity to point out, who could always win.

After adjusting his state, Han Fan got up.

"That's it. ”

"Please. The senior brother bowed slightly.

A thought suddenly flashed in Han Fan's heart, is such a person really a Demon Sect monk in the mouth of the Vertical and Horizontal Domain?

"Please. Han Fan said that he directly condensed the mantra of the word "attack", and launched the triple shadow and the nine elements of the world to rush forward.

After approaching the senior brother, the triple shadow that was reunited with the main body suddenly rushed out, and the hand of each triple shadow condensed the mantra of the word "attack".

The senior brother paused for a moment, and the hand that was about to shake the white robe suddenly stopped, and a layer of light curtain was condensed in an instant.

Han Fan's mantra of the word "attack" was thrown out, hitting the light curtain directly, and the two emitted the sound of water vapor evaporation, and began to merge. However, it is obvious that the mantra of the word "attack" is more powerful, and in only a second before and after, the mantra of the word "attack" penetrates the light curtain and flies towards the youth.

There was no trace of panic in the senior brother's eyes, and he stretched out his index finger and pointed it.

The mantra of the word "attack" stopped strangely like this, as if it was communicating with the fingers of the senior brother.

But soon, with the trembling of the elder brother's entire arm, the mantra of the word "attack" seeped into the young man's body from his fingers.

Until this moment, the senior brother's expression was still as flat as water, he quickly pinched the seal, and a ray of light entered his body.

It was only then that he finally put his hands between the straddles, his thumb and forefinger each pinching one side of the white robe.

Then shake the robe.

"Senior Brother has finally used this trick. The onlookers were in a hurry.

"That's right, you can use it early tomorrow, defense is not his strong point, why resist that person's attack, that breath is so weird, just guessing knows that it must be very powerful. ”

Senior Brother disappeared in Han Fan's eyes.

It's not like the trick of the boy named Zhuqi before who melts into the shadows, but disappears out of thin air.

Han Fan withdrew the mantra of the word "attack", and was about to condense the mantra of "Yu", when the figure of the senior brother suddenly appeared in front of him, like a bamboo.

Han Fan was frightened by the sudden appearance of the senior brother for a moment, and then the whole person retreated. is not continuing to condense the mantra of the word "royal".

You want to compare speed, just right, I'm good at this too. Han Fan thought to himself. His natal supernatural ghost step is speed-type.

The Nine Elements World was urged to the extreme, and with the slightest hint of wind Dao intent, Han Fan opened the distance in time.

A trace of discoloration crossed the young man's eyes, and he no longer hid his figure, but suddenly accelerated towards Han Fan.

Han Fan took advantage of this gap to change to condense the mantra of the word "disease", and the speed of the whole person was a notch faster.

"This guy. Senior Brother muttered, he suppressed the cultivation that had reached the peak of the Three Realms and fought against Han Fan, but the speed could no longer keep up.

"Take it up one notch. Gergra spoke suddenly.

The senior brother paused to catch up with Han Fan's footsteps, and Han Fan stopped directly when he heard Gegra's voice.

Senior Brother looked at the Sect Master.

The old man nodded.

Han Fan felt that Senior Brother's cultivation had risen to the early stage of the Four Realms, which was on par with him.

"Now, we're officially getting started. The senior brother breathed a sigh of relief, followed by a sprint, and the next moment the person was already in front of Han Fan.

Han Fan's speed is also not slow, the long sword in his hand is against the enemy with the four-way sword technique, and now he can practice sword skills, and sword practice has become his advantage.

Senior Brother tried Han Fan's basic sword moves, and found that they were one level lower than their sword cultivation in the Underworld. Compared to those monks who specialize in kendo in the Cloud Smoke Domain, the difference is even farther.

"Your sword can't be called a sword. "Senior brother didn't use weapons in the first place. Seeing Han Fan's swordsmanship, he also took out a long sword from the bag.

Han Fan thought that this was the senior brother deliberately provoking him, so he didn't bother at all, and continued to meet the enemy with the Quartet Sword Technique.

"I don't know who taught you swordsmanship, but it's really bad. Senior Brother's long sword suddenly swooped into the loophole of Han Fan's swing from a strange angle.

This face pierced into Han Fan's right shoulder, and after reaching the point, he quickly pulled it out, bringing out a string of blood.

Immediately after that, another angle pierced Han Fan's chest, and next to the position near the heart, it was also pulled out as soon as it entered the flesh.

Next came the third, fourth, and fifth......

After being hit by ten swords in a row, Han Fan finally stopped being attached and took the initiative to retreat a distance.

He was panting, his eyes bloodshot.

I have used twelve points of attention to defend it, but I can't prevent it with a sword. It's as if you were deliberately stabbed by the other party.

At first, Han Fan didn't believe in evil, and felt that his sword seemed to be a sword that realized the sudden stroke of genius, but the next sword after sword completely destroyed Han Fan's pride.

At that time, he was still thinking that he would not use a fat man's sword if he said anything, but now in this mood, Han Fan would not worry about that at all.

Anyway, there are two bigwigs watching next to him, no matter how much trouble they make, they won't kill anyone.

"The last sword. Han Fan's breathing gradually stabilized, and after he spoke, he realized that his voice was hoarse.

"Please. Senior Brother was still as plain as water, but when Han Feng said that it was the last sword, he directly put away his sword.

"What do you mean by that?" Han Fan was curious.

"Since you've used your strongest attacks, I'm going to greet you with what I'm best at, I'm not good at using a sword. ”

"I'm not good at ...... with a sword"

"I'm not good at ...... with a sword"

"I'm not good at ...... with a sword"

This sentence lingered in Han Fan's heart. He suddenly felt a wave of loss and mockery. A person who is not good at using a sword abuses himself with a sword, and finally tells himself with a serious face that he is not good at using a sword.

However, this emotion was quickly suppressed by Han Fan, because he himself was also not good at using swords. Compared to this, it doesn't seem so unacceptable.

Lin Lin finally came down, how long did he have to practice his sword seriously?

"In any case, this sword is going to come out. Han Fan muttered.

Although he is usually a relatively fragile person, he does not have the tenacity of a monk on the rivers and lakes like a weed burning endlessly, and he wants to give up when he encounters a little setback, but it is really time to meet on a narrow road, and it is time to have to send an arrow on the string.

Even if it was a must-lose situation, Han Fan would never think of giving up the attack.

At this moment, the wind suddenly stopped.

The whispered discussion of the onlookers suddenly stopped.

Everyone seemed to have a tacit understanding and shut up at the same time.

Those disciples who were suddenly silent after saying half of their words, they sensed a momentum that frightened their hearts, and under the influence of this momentum, everyone's voices were stuck in their throats.

The elder brother's originally flowing figure stopped without warning.

At this moment, he felt a danger, an aura of danger that threatened his life.

The elder brother's hands were pinched on the white robe again.

Han Feng put on a strange posture, his right hand holding the sword was placed behind him, his left hand was bent at the elbow in front of his chest, and his legs were spread back and forth, similar to the idea of servant steps, but the whole body was not so deep.

"It's ...... The swordsmanship of the one in the Cloud Smoke Domain. The old man was a little surprised, "You really teach him everything." ”

"I didn't teach this sword, it's an heirloom of that family, and I didn't want to show me the sword book at the beginning. ”

"If it's not you, who else has the ability to pass on his sword. ”

"Maybe it's someone from this swordsmanship family, he has some opportunities of his own, which is normal. ”

......

"It's coming. The elder brother's face became more and more calm, but there was a little excitement in his tone.

A sword out.

The surroundings were completely silent, and in that moment, even the sound of breathing and heartbeat disappeared.

"You have to hide. As soon as Senior Brother's voice sounded, the person had disappeared.

At this time, the old man made a move, he threw out the teacup in his hand at will, the teacup floated above the two, and the tea in the cup poured out, turning into a thin water curtain and surrounding the disciples watching the battle.

In fact, those disciples were not slow to react. They changed color one after another after Han Fan took out his sword, and they sneaked into their shadows at different speeds.

That is, at 0.5 seconds after the water curtain was formed, there were already disciples who had dived into the shadows.

Gegra looked at the originally lively onlookers and saw that there was no one left, and he was slightly flustered.

"The quality of these disciples of yours is not low. ”

"I'd rather lack than abuse, hahahaha. The old man was obviously quite proud.

And the shadow cast by the portal, the thick black is about to overflow.

Han Fan put down his sword, and the whole person was stupid.

Senior Brother was able to dodge this sword, in fact, Han Fan was more or less mentally prepared in his heart, but those disciples who were watching the battle fled into the shadows one after another, which made Han Fan stupid.

Ever since he came to the Western Netherworld, he has been experiencing the first time in his life in a row.

The first time the mantra of the word "royal" was broken by the same realm, the first time it was suppressed by the same realm, and the first time it was easily dodged by others when it used the fat man's sword.

Also, the first time he used the word "attack" mantra to penetrate the opponent's body, he was unharmed.

If these were given to a sixth-realm or even seventh-realm monk for the first time, Han Fan would be completely acceptable.

However, his first time was only broken by a young man of the same realm.

Not only that, but even the disciples of this sect dodged the fat man's sword one after another.

For the first time, Han Fan felt that his strength was so vulnerable, and for the first time, he felt that the things he had always been proud of before were not as good as shit.

At first, he thought that this kind of supernatural ability to escape into the shadows was relatively rare. In the world, what kind of supernatural powers and what kind of monks will have them. It's normal to have one or two supernatural powers that restrain themselves, but when he knows that everyone will have this kind of supernatural powers......

"Hehe......" Han Fan laughed to himself.

Immediately afterward, the left side of his face ached, and then his gaze began to move rapidly from right to left.

It turned out that he was beaten out.

"The battle isn't over yet, so don't get distracted. The voice of the senior brother came, Han Fan sat up, and the senior brother stood quietly not far away, and did not take advantage of the victory to pursue.

"The battle is over. Han Fan stood up a little decadently and rubbed the painful left side of his face.

Immediately there was another pain in the right side of his face, and the scene moved rapidly again, only this time in addition to the smell of blood in his mouth, there were also some shining golden stars.

"You don't count, the battle isn't over yet. ”

Han Fan flew out upside down again, anger burning in his eyes.

"As I said earlier, that's the last sword, don't go too far. Han Fan quickly stood up, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

"Oh. As soon as the voice fell, Han Fan's ass was kicked, and his body flew out again, rolling to the ground.

A clean robe has now rolled to an earthy yellow.

There was also blood-soaked mud on the clothes, red and yellow mixed, and the whole person looked miserable.

"I've said enough!" Han Fan almost roared.

With a "tom", he was kicked in the abdomen at one time.

"It doesn't matter what you say, it's what I want to do. Senior Brother's voice was still flat, but when Han Fan heard it, he wanted to cut him with a thousand knives.

The aura on Han Fan's body began to fluctuate violently, and his eyes, which were originally covered with blood, began to be replaced by a strange dark blue, and the momentum of the whole person was slowly changing.

The senior brother also noticed the change in Han Fan, and he didn't know why, feeling Han Fan's breath, he couldn't help but fight a cold war.

That's because I can't control my fears.