Even if the sky and the earth were dim and there was only a thunderous light, Wu Lan still only needed one glance to see the divine sword in Yang Fan's hand.

If Wang Xun's intelligence is not wrong, the name of this sword is Pingshi.

At that time, when Wu Lan heard this name for the first time, she was a little sneering, and felt that the Chixia Wild King was really arrogant.

Because even the divine sword cast by the Yuanzhou Xu clan is just called Qingshuang, Ziyin, Liuying, and Flying Fire, highlighting the material or power.

And the spirit sword forged by the Peerless Wild King only in one night is known as a mediocre matter, and this kind of arrogance is simply laughable.

But when Wu Lan really saw this divine sword, she couldn't laugh at all, not only couldn't laugh, but also had a feeling of shock.

Because the powerhouse of the Martial Sect level can already feel what terrifying power is condensed in this sword called Pingshi.

The waves were not cut apart by the sword light, but retreated and dispersed.

"It would be a pity if such an Excalibur sank to the bottom of the sea!"

Couldn't help but have such a thought flashing in Wu Lan's heart, and involuntarily approached the sinking Ping'an.

......

The strong man approached with ill intentions, and it was so clear in the mirror.

Mi Bai is naturally very worried, but this distance of thousands of miles, there is nothing that can be done.

But how could the king's edict be untargeted, since he said that there is no risk, that is the Chrysostom Rule.

In an instant, Wang Nian descended on the Pingshi Sword, and in an instant, Yang Fan, who was in a trance, only felt that the Pingshi Sword in his hand was completely out of control.

As if he had come to consciousness, the spirit sword flew out of the mast sticking to him, and then plunged headlong into the waves.

The endless sea water was salty and bitter, but it lifted Yang Fan's spirit, and the liquid that was close to his skin was like thousands of gentle hands, soothing his exhausted and dry spiritual power.

Yang Fan, who had recovered a little clarity, looked around, and the bottom of the sea was clearly visible, because of the bright light of the divine sword.

The original spiritual power of the water line entered the sea, and the fluctuations spread in all directions, and the ones that floated in the sea were instantly crushed, and the spiritual light turned into fragments and was swallowed by the sea.

Then the huge force soared into the sky, and Yang Fan was brought up by the divine sword again, and the surging waves were like a throne, pushing the young man who held the divine sword high with one hand out of the sea.

The sea area that was still huge just now was calm, as if the scene of the end of the world was just an illusion.

Yongquan pushed Yang Fan higher and higher, and Wu Lan's face became more and more ugly.

The wind calmed down, the waves were calm, the shipwreck was completely gone, and the muffled hum of the formation division being counterattacked could be faintly heard in the ears, and the wave pillar that rushed to the sky seemed to be a mockery of the design of the fire department.

At this time, it would be too much to talk about any reason, and with the cover of the black clouds, the secret technique of concealing the spiritual light made a brazen move, wanting to kill Yang Fan directly.

It's just to wipe out the young man, and the Martial Sect has ten thousand ways, so after the spirit skill was made, the corners of Wu Lan's mouth raised slightly, wanting to watch Yang Fan die in pain.

But it was so good that he couldn't die, and the divine sword that was originally held high above his head suddenly folded and crossed in front of him, and with a "ding" sound, he blocked the sneak attack spiritual skill.

The Pingshi Sword that was attacked reacted violently, and the Thunder Origin Law contained in it struck back brazenly, and the strong lightning was more dazzling than the scorching sun, and the entire sea area was illuminated transparently.

After a short period of bright light, the black clouds in the sky had been dispelled, revealing several pairs of divisions who were at a loss, as well as the Sky Patrol Shenzhou of the Wang Patrol Fire Department at a higher level.

There was also a man in the sky near him, who was half scorched, and shouted in pain and madness: "Kill him, to Lao Tzu, kill him!"

......

Musou College, Dean's Office

"The real test begins immediately. ”

Tang Luo, who had dispersed Wang Nian, said to Mi Bai: "Now, it depends on how Yang Fan chooses." ”

Bei Bai, who had been looking at the mirror with his heart, was stunned for a moment and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Now that he knows how to use Excalibur correctly, there are many options. ”

Tang Luo leaned comfortably on the back of the chair, his crossed ten fingers were released and placed on the armrests on both sides, and his five fingers tapped back and forth as if playing, looking at the young man in the mirror, as if he was looking forward to a big show.

"The dean seems to be looking forward to it?"

Bei Bai was a little puzzled.

"It's natural to see more possibilities, which is worth looking forward to. ”

Tang Luo smiled and said, "There are many boring people in the world, because there are few choices." The kindness of many people is not out of their own intentions, but because they have no choice. Because he has the strength to win over others, but he does not have the ruthlessness to win over himself, he can only pretend to be obedient, hoping to be kind to others while treating others the same. ”

"Yang Fan is not such a person. ”

Mi Bai said firmly: "He is different from other children, he has the strength to outperform others, and the ruthlessness to discipline himself, and what is even more rare is that he will also measure others, if such children can't pass the test, then the test itself, there must be a problem." ”

Tang Luoqi, who rarely heard such a firm answer from Mi Bai, said, "You seem to have a lot of confidence in Yang Fan?"

"He grew up watching Mi Bai from a young age. ”

Mi Bai said seriously: "It's also the kind of special that can be remembered even if you have seen thousands of different children." ”

......

Excalibur has a spirit and has the right way to open it.

Different from slashing indiscriminately, Yang Fan, who is now standing on the water column, knows how to correctly use the peace sword in his hand.

Feeling that the water column under him could change its form at any time with his thoughts, Yang Fan felt as if he had become the master of the endless sea.

Unlike the same formation masters who needed to borrow the formation, the young man holding the Pingshi Sword felt that he had some kind of connection with the Endless Sea.

This kind of connection gave the young man more choices, such as now facing the Surveying Shenzhou slowly descending in the distance, as well as the dozens or hundreds of figures flying out of the Shenzhou, Yang Fan was not very scared in his heart.

It will definitely not be able to beat, after all, the origin of the thunder that was so scary just now only injured the people in front of him and not killed, and God knows how many masters there are in the Sky Survey Divine Boat, so it must not be beaten.

But he can escape, his feet are his hometown, as long as he sinks to the bottom of the sea, with the help of the Excalibur, his chances of escape can be greatly increased.

"It's a pity that I haven't learned to do two things. ”

Yang Fan turned his head to look at the half-sinking Ping'an behind him, the young man smiled, threw the divine sword back, and then raised his head and squinted, looking at the brilliant joint attack in the sky, with a cynical smile, he danced a sword flower and said: "Yang Fan, the eldest disciple of the Wushuang Inner Court, I will teach you all the best moves." ”

The column of water rising from the sea is the lonely road of the young man, and on the back of the gorgeous aura, it is the Ping An that is pushed away from the battlefield by the waves, as fast as a swimming fish.

In the nine-layer White Jade Sword Pavilion Council in Zhongying City, looking at the young man with a firm gaze in the mirror, the Sword Venerables and Sword Sects of all factions raised their hands.

After a few breaths, more than half of the councilors passed the resolution of the Sword Pavilion, and the Langhuan Sword Master, who was in the first place, opened his eyes and said lightly to the sword handsome: "Let Xiaoqi do things." ”

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