Lian Wanqiang's cultivation can be said to be very good, as far as this big competition is concerned, his strength is definitely within the top five, but when he encounters an opponent like Yan Bufan, it can only be said that his luck is not good.

"I didn't expect my opponent to be you, it seems that God favors me a lot......" Seeing that his opponent turned out to be the most vocal person in this competition, Lian Wantian smiled bitterly.

Even if he is a spirit-level early stage master like Mo Huan, he has nothing to fear, but in the face of Yan Bufan, he is still self-aware, and it can be said that he has no chance of winning at all.

Yan Bufan's cold face finally had a trace of expression, and he smiled slightly, "Take out all your skills, I won't keep my hands." ”

If it was someone else who said such a thing, Lian Wanqiang would have shot angrily a long time ago, but he knew very well that Yan Bufan gave him respect, and showing all his strength was respect for his opponent.

"Haha, come on, I want to see if you are as powerful as rumored, today I will refine Wanqiang to learn it!" After speaking, Lian Wanqiang had already jumped up, and the big knife in his hand suddenly slashed out!

Of course, the quality of the big sword in Lian Wanqiang's hand is not comparable to ordinary weapons, it can be said that in addition to the Heavenly Sect, the weapons of the Instrument Hall are the best, after all, the Instrument Hall is a sect of refining weapons.

In addition, he is facing a master like Yan Bufan, so Lian Wanqiang is the kung fu of pressing the bottom of the box as soon as he makes a move, and as the big knife splits out, a powerful aura bursts out, and this powerful aura carries a strong fiery heat.

"Slashing ......"

Lian Wanqiang immediately shouted, and his movements became even faster, and even the surrounding temperature increased, only to see a fiery red wave of qi frantically blasting towards Yan Bufan!

"I didn't expect my nephew to even learn such a stunt as a sword and wave slash, it's really amazing!" Watching Lian Wanqiang make a move in the ring, Fu Xing couldn't help but appreciate.

Lian Wantian's eyes also flashed with a hint of appreciation, in the Instrument Palace, there will definitely be no more than five people who can learn to slash the sword waves, even if Lian Wanqiang has studied for many years, it is only the third entry. It can be said that Lian Wanqiang is indeed a genius.

But soon Lian Wantian sighed, not to mention Leng Yueguan's Leng Sheng, even Mo Huan in the early stage of the spirit level was a little afraid of this sword wave, but unfortunately his opponent was Yan Bufan.

In the face of the wave of fire that was madly bombarding him, Yan Bufan's brows were also slightly furrowed, but even with a cold snort, a soft sword as thin as a cicada's wings was pulled out from his waist, and a misty white ball of light condensed in front of him!

"Actually directly using the Tianyuan Sword?, or is it a change of vitality?" Elder Fu Xing stood up directly in surprise!

Not only him, but also the heads and elders of other sects were surprised, the Tianyuan Sword was the second sword of the Iron Fist Sect, and it was also a well-known existence in the ancient martial arts world, as for the first place Iron Nine Sword, it was said to be in the hands of the Supreme Elder of the Iron Fist Sect.

Moreover, as soon as Yan Bufan made a move, he used the trick of fame, and his vitality changed! This made everyone a little surprised. Others can't see that this vitality has changed dramatically, but they are not illiterate.

"The vitality has changed, and he uses it so skillfully, it seems that he wants to decide the winner with one move!" Shi Lei on the judges' bench also sighed a little when he saw this.

As Shi Lei said, Yan Bufan really wants to decide the winner with one move, and Lian Wantian's face became more and more solemn, obviously familiar with the change of vitality.

"Come on!"

Lian Wantian only hesitated slightly, and when he shouted, the same sword wave slash burst out! However, this time the sword wave slash was much weaker than the previous momentum.

The soft sword in Yan Bufan's hand seemed to be pulling the sphere in front of him, and when the second sword wave slashed out, he saw the sword in his hand lightly!

"Boom ......"

As soon as Yan Bufan took a few steps back, the sphere that had condensed his internal force blasted towards the knife wave at an extremely fast speed, making a sky-high sound, and suddenly the scene was full of flames!

"Boom ......"

Before everyone could react, there was another loud bang, but at this time, the original fire suddenly disappeared!

"What's going on?" even when someone shouted!

The ring was replaced by a white expanse, and the entire ring, no, even other places around it seemed to be spreading this white fog, and those who were close to this white fog felt a trace of coldness!

"It's so cold......"

"How can it be so cold......

......

Everyone looked blankly at the ring shrouded in white mist, and anxiously looked forward, trying to see the situation in the ring clearly!

It was only after about a minute that the white fog slowly dissipated, and at the same time, the ring gradually appeared in everyone's sight!

"Look ......"

The white mist slowly dissipated, and immediately someone pointed to the ring and shouted, and everyone looked at it!

The two white figures gradually revealed, originally standing in Yan Bufan's position, but standing Lian Wanqiang. At this time, Lian Wanqiang supported his body with a big knife, but his originally chic image was a little embarrassed at this time, his cloak was exuding, and the whole person was a little trembling.

On the other hand, Yan Bufan stood with his hands in his hands, and the soft sword had been withdrawn, but the original neat hairstyle was also slightly scattered, but it was much better than refining Wanqiang.

"Poof......

At this time, Lian Wanqiang suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and after wiping the blood stains from the corners of his mouth with his hand, Lian Wanqiang raised his head and smiled a little embarrassedly, "Haha...... Yan Bufan, it's really extraordinary! In today's battle, I'm not as good as you, and the next time I meet you, I'm going to win you, haha......"

"I'll wait. Yan Bufan smiled slightly, looked at Lian Wanqiang, and a hint of approval flashed in his eyes. Lian Wanqiang hugged his fists and jumped out of the ring directly.

"This Yan Bufan is very good...... Su Beiran, this guy, actually found such an excellent disciple. It's a pity ......" After Lian Wanqiang picked off the ring, Huang Yidao said with some emotion.

Others also understood a trace of Huang Yidao's words, but Shi Lei didn't think so, "This person's talent is really good, but judging from his moves, he doesn't have half of Su Beiran's appearance, I don't think this son may have learned from Sect Master Su, it's not a pity." However, refining Wantian, this guy, the blessing is also good!"

"Hmm......" Everyone nodded, and their eyes at Lian Wanqiang were also very appreciative, even if Lian Wanqiang lost to Yan Bufan, his mentality and qualifications were also excellent.

"Hall Master, Wan Qiang has disappointed you......" Returning to the station of the sect, Lian Wanqiang hugged his fists and said with some shame.

Lian Wantian didn't care, waved his hand and smiled slightly, "Hehe, don't care, you have already behaved very well, you should take care of your injuries first!"

Leng Yueguan's station, Leng Sheng had an ugly look on his face, although he was already a cultivator in the late stage of the Xuan level, but judging from Lian Wanqiang's performance just now, he was definitely not under himself, and even, under Yan Bufan's attack just now, he was also not sure that he would be able to block it, don't look at Lian Wanqiang was also injured, but it was not a serious injury.

"Leng Sheng, you don't have to be presumptuous, as long as you enter the finals this time and get a place to enter the Holy Spring, Lian Wantian will not be your opponent. As if he saw Leng Sheng's thoughts, Elder Zhao comforted him.

"Yes!" Leng Sheng nodded in response, his face even more determined.

"Well, don't worry, as long as you don't run into Yan Bufan and Mo Huan, the third place is none other than you. Also, as long as you have the opportunity, you must kill that disciple of Feiyan Sect! Jiang Hong, if you are a teacher, you must also remember. Elder Zhao Zhao continued to instruct.

"Yes!" the two said firmly!

"Twenty-one number, the Iron Fist Sect is Yan Bufan!" at this time, the referee suddenly announced.

"Now, it's the last group of competitions...... Please come to the stage for the twenty-second group to compete......" Bai Jiang continued.

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