Wang Quanan's figure retreated sharply, temporarily avoiding the edge of the Wuhuan sword.

Zhu Zhan looked at the wound on his clothes, and did not take advantage of the victory to pursue.

"If that's all you have, leave it at that. Zhu Zhan said in a deep voice, in his opinion, Wang Quanan should be more than that.

There was a commotion from the crowd of onlookers, they didn't expect that even if Wang Quanan used the Ten Fang Sword, it would still be this result, and at the same time, they were also shocked by Zhu Zhan's strength.

Lin Zifeng looked at the field, Zhu Zhan was even more elusive than back then, that Wuhuan sword intent seemed to be specifically restraining the fast sword, was it to deal with his wind riding sword technique?

On the martial arts field, Liu Song was calm on his face, but the action of holding the armrest of the chair tightly showed that he was worried about Wang Quanan in his heart.

It is not terrible to have an opponent, there are thousands of martial arts heroes in this world, but who dares to call it invincible, and who dares to say that it is undefeated? It is necessary to know that there are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky.

The terrible thing is the inner demon, if you can't cross the heart barrier, you will eventually lose to yourself.

Wang Quanan just looked down at his sword, and it was pitch black in front of him.

In a trance, it seemed that he had returned to three years ago, and it was also in this martial arts arena that he was defeated by Yu Banxian, who had high hopes from the sect brothers.

Although many people say that Yu Banxian's martial arts are treacherous and will not be admired, Wang Quanan knows that defeat is defeat, and there is no reason.

After three years of dreaming of sleeping at night, the hands of chopping bamboo sharpened a thick cocoon, and the sword was swung thousands of times a day, and finally the ten square swords were achieved.

In the past three years, only the fatigue and soreness after practicing the sword were his only consolation.

"Could it be that in the end, it's still a void, and I don't have the talent to practice swords?" Wang Quanxin muttered in peace of mind, and the only remaining fighting spirit was about to be extinguished.

He thought of Elder Liu Song, the man who treated him like a Master.

"Quan'an, you have to remember that when you cut bamboo, you also have to cut off the demons in your heart, and when you practice swords, you will finally refine your heart. Whether it is cutting bamboo for a month or a year, you can endure this loneliness before you can truly understand the true meaning of the sword. There is no end to the ten square swords, and there is no end to your future. ”

"It's a pity, it took me ten years to understand this, and I hope you can be better than the blue!"

"Demon Slayer...... "Refining the Heart ......" is like a beam of light in the night, emitting thousands of silk threads, stretching endlessly, not knowing where to come from, not seeing the way back.

Underneath him is a cold deep pool, which is abandonment, helplessness, frustration, and complaining. Wang Quanan was about to be swallowed up by the deep pool, and he reached out and grabbed a strand of silk thread.

The silk thread turned into a sharp sword, the bright light dispelled the darkness, and Wang Quanan swung his sword and slashed towards the deep pool.

The darkness dissipated like ice and snow melting, and Wang Quanan's heart was no longer Yu Banxian, no sword order, no sword competition......

A sword to cut off the demons in the heart, and to untie the knots in the heart, you still need your own body.

Wang Quanan opened his eyes and looked at Zhu Zhan in front of him, he was already unfazed.

It's a long story, but it's only been three breaths since the two of them clashed just now.

Zhu Zhan was shocked in his heart, he didn't know what was going on, but now Wang Quanan gave him a different feeling.

He clenched the broadsword in his hand, if he can break you once, he can break it a second time.

In the stands, Fu Hao nodded slightly, and broke through before the battle, indicating that this person has an extraordinary heart, and his achievements will definitely surpass Liu Song in the future.

However, even so, the victory or defeat between Wang Quanan and Zhu Zhan is still in the number of five or five, after all, he has personally fought with Zhu Zhan, although he was stunned with just one punch, it can be seen that Zhu Zhan's true strength is more than that.

"It seems that this competition is interesting. ”

Wang Quanan took a deep breath, his hands rose suddenly, and the long sword in his hand was like chopping bamboo.

At the same time, Ling Yuan's internal force burst out, and a momentum continued to climb, which was a momentum of breaking bamboo.

Zhu Zhan's heart was not good, and he couldn't let him continue to accumulate strength, so he kicked his feet, and his body flew towards Wang Quanan.

The broadsword in his hand was raised high and slashed at Wang Quanan.

The sword roared, drowning Wang Quanan's figure, but Zhu Zhan was not very happy, because Wang Quanan dodged sideways when there was no room for it, and his momentum was never interrupted.

Zhu Zhan turned around and squatted slightly, and stabbed Wang Quanan at the waist with a sword, Wang Quanan turned sideways flexibly, and avoided it at the moment of danger.

was dodged one after another, Zhu Zhan was a little anxious and impatient.

"Are you just hiding, what's the difference between that and that Yu Half-Immortal?"

This is a heart-attacking statement, Zhu Zhan knew that Wang Quanan was defeated by Yu Banxian last time, so he deliberately mentioned him.

Wang Quanan frowned, and then relaxed.

"Okay, then let's come back to comprehend Wuhuan Sword Intent. ”

Wang Quanan let out a low snort, and the sword intent of the ten directions forcibly climbed to the top, and his breath swayed his sleeves and made the wind blow.

Zhu Zhan's face was solemn, Wang Quanan's ten-square sword was much stronger than just now. He is no longer holding it up at the moment, concentrating, and it is still Wuhuan Sword.

When a sword is swung, all aspirations are destroyed;

Facing this sword again, Wang Quanan's face did not have doubts, but was relieved.

The ten-sided sword is endless, not only reaching the surface and the inside, but also reaching the hearts of the people.

My heart is like a moon, there is no joy, how can no joy stop me.

Wang Quanan just handed out a sword.

Thousands of sword shadows flashed in Zhu Zhan's eyes, and the light and dark sword light was cut in his heart, he snorted, and his body did not retreat but advanced.

As Fu Hao said, his true strength does not stop there. Everyone in the world thinks that he uses a sword, but in fact, his greatest skill is boxing.

So after the Wuhuan sword, there was still a pair of hands, which were a pair of iron fists.

Wang Quanan's eyes were suspicious, puzzled, and admired, and finally understood.

A fist mark bulged out of his back, and at the same time, the long sword flew the broadsword in Zhu Zhan's hand, and then stabbed into Zhu Zhan's chest.

"I didn't expect that. Wang Quanan opened his mouth and there were blood stains.

"Each other. Zhu Zhan looked at Wang Quanan, but there was something more in his eyes.

Both fell to the ground.

The judging elder hurriedly stepped forward, and after careful examination, he asked the disciple to carry him down and hurry up for treatment.

"In this battle, both sides are defeated. Due to the injury, Zhu Zhan and Wang Quanan will not be able to continue competing. ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar. Many of the elders also looked at each other, and no one would have thought that it would become like this.

Liu Song sighed, stood up and said to Lu Siren: "Since this is the case, Liu will go to visit the disciples of the sect first, and retire for the time being." ”

Lu Siren naturally said kind words and comforted, and asked his disciples to lead him.

On the other hand, those players who have not yet participated in the competition are secretly relieved, and there are two less strong opponents at once, which makes them a lot easier.

The sword competition continued, and then Lin Zifeng's competition was still without suspense and won easily.

Immediately afterwards, there was a more eye-catching competition, due to the half-immortal against the dark horse Li Xuan.

Hearing only the elder's page, the two of them stepped into the arena.

Fu Hao cheered up, this Li Xuan gave him a very strange feeling, the exercises he practiced must not be simple, he could copy other people's sword moves if he could see it once, even if he couldn't do it.

Yu Banxian was dressed in golden light, carrying the wooden sword on his back, and looked at Li Xuan with a smile.

"Amitabha, the poor Dao Golden Light is taught by the half-immortals, and I don't know the name of my brother Taizun?"

Li Xuan was still expressionless: "Li Xuan." When he heard the elder's order, he was about to make a move.

Yu Banxian hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him, and shouted: "Wait, listen to me!"

(End of chapter)