"It is worthy of being the first in the world of an era, and it is really not comparable to ordinary people. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info" looked at Wang Chongyang, who was neither overly vigilant nor contemptuous, but with a calm face, Yang Fan couldn't help but nod his head secretly in praise.

Although he doesn't like many things about Wang Chongyang, and he doesn't have a good impression of him, from the perspective of justice, he can beat the Eastern Evil, the Western Poison, the Southern Emperor, and the Northern Beggars to win the first place in the world, plus the creation of the famous Quanzhen Sect, which is the pride of the times in that regard.

"But what about Tianjiao, since I exist in this world, it is destined that I will be invincible in the world, and Tianjiao is just a mortal to me. A bright light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, and he exuded a strong sense of confidence all over his body.

It was this self-confidence that made the surrounding discussions gradually disappear, and everyone couldn't help but feel awe-inspiring when they looked at Yang Fan, who was still very confident in the face of Wang Chongyang.

To be able to face the world's best in an era and still be confident, except for the ignorant and arrogant fools, is the one who has something to rely on, and all people will not think that the famous Saint Thieves are the former.

"Be careful. With a reminder, Yang Fan took the lead in attacking.

"Boom..."As soon as he stepped on the ground, with a roaring sound resounding over the forest, Yang Fan's figure disappeared in place, spanning a distance of more than ten meters like an instant, and appeared in front of Wang Chongyang.

"Whew..."Accompanied by a shocking dragon groan, Yang Fan used his hand to perform the first form in the "Dragon Descending Dao". Long Zhan Yu Ye tentatively attacked Wang Chongyang.

Of course, although it was a temptation, Yang Fan's move Dragon Battle Yuye also used nine successes, and even if the top master didn't pay attention, he would be seriously injured by it.

"Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending?!" Looking at Yang Fan who appeared in front of him, especially the dragon-shaped true qi on his palm, Wang Chongyang, who had been with Hong Qi, couldn't help but shrink his eyes, didn't dare to be careless, took a step back with his right leg, and displayed the "Three Flowers Gathering Top Palm", using the power of his whole body to fight against Yang Fan.

"Boom..."With a roar, Yang Fan and Wang Chongyang slammed their palms together, and the fierce energy rushed towards all directions, the ground was drawn out of grooves, and the tall trees around were scarred by the impact of the energy, and the people of the Quanzhen Gate and the Ancient Tomb Gate also retreated again and again under the pressure of the strength, and they stopped until they were fifty zhang away from the place where the two were fighting.

"Whoosh. Sou.. Two consecutive sounds of breaking the air sounded, Yang Fan and Wang Chongyang both retreated to the rear under the nervous gaze of everyone, Yang Fan retreated fifteen steps, and Wang Chongyang retreated fourteen steps.

Although on the surface, it seems that Yang Fan has taken a step back and is at a disadvantage, but this time he only used nine successes, but Wang Chongyang has already used all his strength.

"Is this the ultimate master?!" all the people looked at the two of them with a tentative attack that destroyed the ground under their feet, and even affected the range of tens of meters.

"Whether it's a thief saint or a divine power, it's so strong!" Not a few people couldn't help but shrink their eyes when they looked at the strength of the two.

And Lin Chaoying, who didn't know when he had reopened his eyes, his eyes lit up at this time, and a strong battle intent flashed in his eyes.

"Not bad. Looking at Wang Chongyang opposite, Yang Fan couldn't help but nod secretly, but it was just good.

"Such strong strength, such a pure innate true qi, is this guy really only fifteen years old?" Looking at Yang Fan opposite, Wang Chongyang's eyes couldn't help but flash a touch of shock, although he had already guessed that the other party was very strong and mentally prepared, but when it was really confirmed that the other party's strength was not only not weaker than him, but stronger, this still made him a little unbelievable.

The other party is only 15 years old, and how old is he, three rounds older than the other party, but the strength of the two is currently comparable, which makes him feel that he has lived to a dog for so many years.

"It seems that we have to give it our all, and if we hold it back, we will really lose. Thinking of this, a lonely aura rose from Wang Chongyang's body, which instantly locked on Yang Fan's body, making him feel an invisible force acting on his body, making him move and block.

"Is this the artistic conception?" Feeling this lonely artistic conception shrouded in himself, Yang Fan didn't feel it carefully, although he didn't comprehend his own artistic conception now, but, since he was a child, he has practiced "Jade Butterfly View Thoughts", his spiritual power does not have to be different from the other party, and the artistic conception is just the use of spiritual power in the final analysis.

Therefore, although the other party's artistic conception has an effect on him, it is not very big.

And Yang Fan, who is in a state of accumulation, will naturally not give up this opportunity to experience the artistic conception at close range.

From this artistic conception, Yang Fan felt a lonely idea, in fact, think about it carefully, Wang Chongyang's life, the failure of the anti-Jin to live in the ancient tomb, expressed his unwillingness to live with the Jin country under the sunny sky, it can be seen how arrogant his character is, and then Huashan on the sword won the first in the world, and it is not surprising that the artistic conception of his comprehension is based on the lonely high.

"I see, the artistic conception represents a person's character and a person's path, so one's own artistic conception must not be hastily decided. Realizing this, Yang Fan's thoughts in his heart became firmer.

Of course, now is the battle, and there is not much time left for him to comprehend, because he has found that Yang Fan is stronger than himself, Wang Chongyang no longer dares to be careless, so in order to earn the first move, he chose to attack first.

"Wow..."The innate true qi spit out, accompanied by a loud sword roar, the three-foot Qingfeng sword on its back jumped out of its sheath, and under the control of its profound true qi, the Qingfeng sword spun and fell from the air, and at this time, Wang Chongyang also just stretched out his right hand and held the hilt of the falling Qingfeng sword.

"Whoosh..."As soon as he stepped on the ground, Wang Chongyang ran "Jin Yan Gong", and his figure instantly crossed the distance between the two and appeared in front of Yang Fan, the Qingfeng Sword in his hand flashed with sharp sword qi and stabbed at the nine key points on Yang Fan's chest.

A sword stabbed at nine places at the same time, it can be said that Wang Chongyang's swordsmanship is absolutely extraordinary, and even Yang Fan cannot be underestimated.

"Sword finger. Yang Fan's eyes narrowed, a touch of essence flashed away, his right hand pointed into a sword, a touch of jade color all over the sword fingers, and he did not shy away from pointing at the Qingfeng sword that came here.

"Bang. Bang.. Bang..."Yang Fan's sword finger and Wang Chongyang's Qingfeng sword collided nine times in a row, but whether it was Wang Chongyang's sword or Yang Fan's sword finger, neither of them was damaged in the slightest, on the contrary, the collision of the two made a sound of gold and iron colliding.