However, then Yang Fan's expression also froze, and his face was a little weird.

Unexpectedly, his opponent turned out to be Yin Xingchen, and then he laughed in a low voice and said, "When you meet me, you can only blame you for your bad luck, hehe." ”

No one noticed Yang Fan's whispering to himself, and after glancing around, he went back to the location of the Wanbao Pavilion on his own.

After Yang Fan returned to his seat, Mo Zhiyuan and Lu Tianyun leaned over, and Mo Zhiyuan asked, "Little monster, how many did you draw?"

Yang Fan said honestly: "Tenth." ”、

"Then who is your opponent?" Lu Tianyun couldn't help but ask curiously.

When Yang Fan heard this, he immediately frowned, pointed at Yin Xingchen and said, "Tianyun, do you know that person?"

Lu Tianyun and Mo Zhiyuan followed the direction pointed by Yang Fan, and happened to see Yin Xingchen, only to see that Yin Xingchen was dressed not like a monk, but like a swordsman, as if he felt the gaze of several people at this moment.

Yin Xingchen seemed to have unintentionally glanced towards this side, but that look immediately made Yang Fan feel a sharp breath, I don't know if it was an illusion or what, Yang Fan glanced at Mo Zhiyuan and Lu Tianyun beside him, and the two of them seemed to be unaware.

In this regard, Yang Fan's body trembled slightly, but instinctively retracted his gaze.

But it is precisely because of this that Yang Fan's face can't help but become solemn, this guy is definitely a master!

But I don't know for what reason, this Yin Xingchen has become so low-key.

Mo Zhiyuan is an old monster who has lived for many years, although he is not born to be a businessman like Lu Tianyun, but both of them have one characteristic, that is, they are very good at observing words and feelings.

As the expression on Yang Fan's face changed, the two of them immediately noticed the change in things, which seemed to be a little unexpected to them.

Lu Tianyun immediately asked, "What's wrong?"

Mo Zhiyuan also looked at Yang Fan without blinking, and intuitively felt that something seemed to have happened in such a short period of time.

Yang Fan said with a solemn face: "I don't know if it's an illusion, this person just glanced at me, as if there was a sky-high sword qi that bred out of my body, and then it was about to bloom out of my body." ”

"What?" Lu Tianyun and Mo Zhiyuan were shocked when they heard this, there was such a thing?

Lu Tianyun's face suddenly became heavy, he knew Yang Fan's strength, but even though Yang Fan had such strength, just one glance could make Yang Fan like this?

His keen sense of smell made him feel a little unusual, it seemed that this matter was not as simple as it seemed, just a glance could make Yang Fan like this, so what about the real strength?

Then it can be imagined, with instinctive intuition, Lu Tianyun can almost conclude that this is an old monster who doesn't know how many years he has lived to deliberately hide his cultivation to participate in this competition.

Moreover, things seemed to be a bit of a coincidence, and considering some cause and effect issues, Lu Tianyun almost instinctively pointed the finger at the Star Pavilion.

Because, only the people invited by his own Wanbao Pavilion were the biggest threat to his Star Pavilion?

However, he had never met this man, and even now, he could be sure that he had no impression of this man.

But thinking of this, Lu Tianyun suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and whispered to Yang Fan: "You stay here for a while, and I'll come back when I go." ”

"Hmm. Yang Fan nodded and said.

Mo Zhiyuan saw Lu Tianyun leave and asked, "What's the matter?"

Yang Fan's face was solemn, and he said in a low voice: "I don't know, the sword intent is real, but."

It's strange to say, it's also weird, people don't look like real people, but like... ”

Mo Zhiyuan was stunned, it was rare to see Yang Fan dragging his feet like this, and hurriedly asked, "What is it like?"

Yang Fan said with a wry smile: "I can't be sure, even I can't convince myself, I feel like I'm facing a dead person, but the roles seem to have been reversed, it's a dead person looking at a big living person... ”

"Huh, how can there be such a thing?" Mo Zhiyuan was shocked when he heard this, these words came out of Yang Fan's mouth, he really felt incredible, how could it be?

The dead are looking at the living?

This is simply ridiculous, Mo Zhiyuan almost instinctively rejected this matter.

However, his eyes never took their eyes off Yang Fan's body, so Yang Fan's appearance really didn't look like he was joking.

However, with this cultivation and knowledge, he can't help but be a little at a loss at the moment, is there really such a person in the world?

No!

Mo Zhiyuan didn't know that Yang Fan's statement just now completely subverted his cognition.

Soon, Yang Fan's face returned to the calm on the surface, but after this scene just now, Yang Fan no longer had any mind to pay attention to the competition below.

However, time is passing minute by minute, but today's competition seems to be much more exciting than yesterday's, and any competition will take at least half an hour.

In addition, at noon, the hottest time of the day, however, this also affected everyone's enthusiasm for the competition.

However, after all, there are still 21 games in each group, and one person has a bye, but in terms of excitement, it can be said that each group is not far behind.

At this moment, in addition, there was another person in the first group who won everyone's attention, even Yang Fan, he couldn't help but take a few more looks.

However, it seems that he can't see through the other party, so he simply doesn't think about it, and this person seems to be dressed more casually, dressed in sackcloth, and fighting with a sword in one hand, and the other hand is also not idle, with a gourd hanging from his body, and he will take a sip when he is okay with the gourd in his hand.

It feels like a wounded little daughter-in-law, as if everyone is exaggerated by his emotions, telling everyone in the world that he has something sad about him, as if he is stepping through the hurdles.

"Who is this guy? Is it because he is trapped by love?"

"Hey, who's to say it's not, this guy seems to have a very sad story. ”

"It's ......"

......

Yang Fan also felt the sadness of this person, as if he was venting, telling all the people in this world that the world owed him.

In this regard, Yang Fan was silent, he didn't know what this person had experienced, so he didn't dare to make a conclusion, just looked at this person silently.

Soon, however, a voice broke his silence.

In the tenth game, Yang Fan played against Yin Xingchen, and invited the two players to the stage. The referee's voice came as expected.

Yang Fan had already cleaned up his mood, and there was also a hint of coldness in his eyes, no matter who this guy was, if it was the younger generation, if he could win the battle, then even if he lost, he would be convinced, but if it wasn't like that, then naturally someone would worry about it, what he needed to do was just to live.

"Hmph! It's a blessing or a curse, it's a curse that can't be avoided! In that case, let me see if you're just a human or a ghost. Yang Fan sneered, and immediately jumped into the ring.

"Whew!"

Yang Fan suddenly saw a flower in front of him, and Yin Xingchen appeared ten meters opposite Yang Fan.

Yin Xingchen's way of playing, even the referee on the stage couldn't help frowning when he saw it, but he didn't take it to heart.

At this moment, seeing that the two of them appeared one after another, he said loudly: "The competition begins!!"

Yin Xingchen suddenly showed a weird smile towards Yang Fan, and then the figure disappeared.

Almost the moment Yin Xingchen disappeared, Yang Fan instinctively retreated, and the next moment, Yin Xingchen appeared where Yang Fan was before.

"Brush!!"

The piercing sword whistle split the remnant image of Yang Fan in place, Yin Xingchen smiled at Yang Fan again, and then the figure disappeared again.

Almost at the same time, Yang Fan moved away to the right with a side step, and then a mad lion fist blasted out towards the original position.

Sure enough, the moment Yin Xingchen appeared, Yang Fan's afterimage disappeared instantly, and Yang Fan in the distance let out a loud shout, instantly detonating the Wild Lion Fist, and the huge wave of qi that formed afterwards directly submerged Yin Xingchen's location.

But Yang Fan was unforgiving, and he shook his hand to ten zhang of space, but he didn't have time to start the next step.

"Boom!!"

With an earth-shattering bang, the ten-zhang space was split in an instant, and in just two breaths, the ten-zhang space exploded.

Yang Fan was taken aback, and several wild lion fists blasted out in a row, but he was constantly moving his position at high speed.

Almost not long after Yang Fan's figure appeared, the person disappeared immediately, but Yin Xingchen's figure immediately appeared.

The speed was so fast that it was a little suffocating, and even everyone in the audience almost had a feeling of being out of breath.

Even the referee above, the scene in front of him was beyond his imagination, but given that the two of them were normal duels and there were no violations, even he was not easy to interfere with.

But from time to time, his eyes looked in the direction of the viewing platform, with a hint of puzzlement and inquiry.

Due to the high-speed movement of the two people, their bodies are unpredictable, so everyone in the audience can hardly see the figures of the two people, and can only hear the endless rumbling sounds.

It is precisely because of such excitement that everyone even forgot about their dissatisfaction and stared at the ring with dead eyes.

Although most of the people in the audience couldn't see the figures of the two clearly, it was not difficult to judge from the voices that the two of them had at least thousands of moves in this short period of time, and some advanced cultivators had obviously seen that Yang Fan was being chased and beaten fiercely, and he was very passive.

During this period, Yang Fan tried countless times, and in Jiuyanba's hands, whether You Long Stranded was divided by him or condensed into an energy ball, it was almost the same, and there was no possibility of stopping him for a moment.

And at this time, at the location of the Wanbao Pavilion, an old man walked up to Lu Bufan, and after whispering a few words in his ear, even Lu Bufan's face couldn't help but become gloomy.

Lu Tianyun, who had been waiting for news here, couldn't help but have a bad premonition in his heart when he saw the change in his grandfather's face, and hurriedly asked, "Grandpa, what's wrong?"

Lu Bufan's face was gloomy, and he almost dripped water, and he said slowly: "Yang Fan's induction is not wrong, this guy is really not an ordinary person." ”

"What do you say?" asked Lu Tianyun.

Lu Bufan said coldly: "I said Yin Xingchen, maybe everyone has never heard of this name, but if I say another name, I'm afraid everyone knows it, and everyone knows it." ”

Hearing this, Lu Tianyun's brows furrowed even more, but he was still patient and listened to his grandfather's words.

Lu Bufan said: "His other name is Shura Sword, reflecting the stars!"