A long roar gave people an illusion that shook the world, and at the handle of the remnant knife in his hand, the scarlet eyes of the tiger head flashed away, and the black gas overflowed and the wind was blowing.

Suddenly, the shadow in the sky fell straight down, mixed with a loud shout, and the long Cangwu sword slashed down with momentum, and there was nothing else in everyone's eyes, only the Cangwu sword. A sword fell domineeringly and plundered the eyes of everyone present, and the terrifying big sword seemed to split this heaven and earth in half, with an incomparably majestic momentum, and there was a dead silence in the field, and everyone stared at the bird-like madman in the field.

Qin Fan clenched the hilt of the sword with one hand, and dragged the back of the sword tightly with the other, and then raised it high to support the heavens. In the face of such a terrifying blow, he couldn't dodge, so he could only passively defend and take the sword. But there was no trace of fear in his eyes, and there was no nervousness in his expression, he just dragged the back of the knife like that, looking at the falling big sword with an expressionless face.

At this moment, it seems that what is dragging is not a long knife, but the entire collapsed sky. Just like that, without the slightest fear, waiting for the sky to fall...... Or fate......

Everyone in the ring stared intently at the ring, and there was a dead silence. No one despised Qin Fan, no one had a trace of contempt in their eyes, and some only looked shocked and incredulous. And at this moment, those unfamiliar faces hidden in ordinary people couldn't help but change color on their faces.

This competition has become a deliberate life-and-death duel.

But for some reason, no one stopped it.

"Boom" was like a thunderbolt exploding on the ground, and the whole earth was shaking at that moment, and the ring turned into a pile of ruins at the moment when the Cangwu Sword fell, with smoke and dust, and grass and tree residues flying everywhere.

When the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, the long Cangwu sword was revealed. Everyone just thought that the victory and defeat had been decided, and they were about to cheer and shout. saw cold sweat on the pale and handsome forehead, and looked strange.

I was shocked, and I couldn't help but watch it again. It doesn't matter what you look at, the onlookers couldn't help but gasp one after another, all of them showed horror, and some people even couldn't help but exclaim.

Finally the smoke and dust completely cleared, and it was just ...... The Cangwu sword did not completely fall and slashed on the ground, a person was holding a broken long knife in his forehand and half-kneeling on the ground because he couldn't bear the huge strength, but his head was always raised high, and his eyes revealed a sense of determination and perseverance, even though all the five features and seven orifices were bleeding blood, his face was hideous, and his knees were also deeply rooted in the flesh because of the broken iron and wood chips, but his eyes were still bright and a little scary.

In the audience, King Anle stood up abruptly, his fists clenched tightly, and the green tendons on his fists burst out. With an ugly face but not saying anything, Chen Jingyan patted him on the shoulder, and after a while he sat down.

Suddenly, he heard the exclamations under the ring, King An Le looked up, but saw that Qin Fan, who was originally half-kneeling on the ground, resisted a little bit and gradually straightened up with the long sword above his head, and the entire ring was silent again.

"Good !!"

I don't know which ranger warrior said hello abruptly in the crowd, and then the whole ring applauded, and the applause was thunderous, as if the blood that had not boiled in the heart for a long time was touched by this scene.

"Stand up!

"Stand up!

"Stand up ......"

The originally dead silence of the ring instantly became lively, and it was all the sound of cheering for Qin Fan, and Cangwu seemed to be still in surprise, and it was only when Qin Fan straightened up a little that he came to his senses.

"You're good. Looking at each other, Cangwu's eyes no longer had the contempt and disdain they had before, but were replaced by a full look of appreciation.

Hearing this, Qin Fan shook his head with a wry smile, and reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. Looking at the mess up and down the ring, looking around, I was at a loss. At this moment, such a thought suddenly flashed through his mind, if... If she dies like this, will she be sad for me, even if it is just a tear?

It turns out that what I have always wanted is not to prove myself to the whole world, but just... I just want to prove myself to her.

The tiger's mouth burst open, and he couldn't feel the pain anymore. The whole person seemed to have been crushed by a huge force, and he didn't even have the strength to hold the remnant knife, but he instinctively grabbed the handle of the knife and couldn't lift it a bit.

"It's a pity, you're going to lose after all......" Before the words fell, Cangwu's big sword was waved again.

Cang Wu brandished his long sword, standing proudly in the wind, one person and one sword had a sense of freedom and uninhibition independent of the world, Qin Fan was stunned.

The wind suddenly stopped, and the heavens and the earth suddenly fell silent.

Since Qin Fan was the closest to Cangwu, I saw him stretch out his hand and bend his fingers to make a gesture similar to that of a seal, and suddenly the long wind was loud again, and the sharp and piercing long whistle sounded violently, but in front of everyone's eyes, they saw Cangwu straighten up and threw the long sword in his hand like a javelin, rushing straight towards Qin Fan.

There was silence in the ring.

No one would have imagined that Cang Wu would make such a move, and throwing out the weapon in his hand would be tantamount to admitting defeat? Everyone in the audience was stunned, and only a very few fresh faces sneered, as if they had seen through the secrets.

With a sharp blasting sound, the long sword turned into a scorching flame in the wind, but it was wrapped in the wind, and the audience below the ring could only see a fiery red rush towards Qin Fan, who was stunned.

Only Qin Fan could see clearly what red it was, but a scorching flame, and it was a flame that burned out of thin air with a giant sword, and then thinking of the small action that Cangwu seemed to throw out casually just now, he couldn't help but shake his whole body, and a thought occupied his entire mind.

"Monk!"

"It's a legendary monk!"

The strong wind was blowing, but Qin Fan didn't make any movements, just kept panting heavily, although the young Yiren had already mentioned the existence of the monk, he didn't take it to heart. The reason is very simple, how can those "immortals" who are independent of the world come to the mundane to take care of him as an ordinary person. I didn't expect this day to come so quickly, and the handsome young man standing in front of me turned out to be a monk, the legendary existence. And he is fighting with himself, and one move will be fatal!

Many people under the ring looked shocked and frightened, and looked at the ring inexplicably, first staring at Cang Wu and then turning to Qin Fan.

That Anle King was also among those people, he stood up, pushed away the seat behind him, and was about to rush to the ring, but Chen Jingyan behind him grabbed him, and struggled for a while, and then Anle Wang gradually settled down.

After a while, King An Le said astringently: "Okay, what an outsider!" paused, and then closed his eyes and said, "It's a pity...... Hmph! What a Lanchuan Sword Immortal. There was a sigh, but the second half of the sentence was weak. Only he could hear it.

"Go!" With a roar from Cangwu, the long sword seemed to hook the thunder and fire of heaven and earth, the fire borrowed the wind, the wind helped the fire, and there was thunder and thunder in the distance.

For a while, the wind was fierce and the remnant clouds swept away. At this moment, the master's advice before leaving was also left behind by him: "Several major sects have decided to treat ordinary secular people not to use spells, and can only win the battle with the strength of washing the marrow and building the foundation, I believe that those ordinary people will never be able to defeat you, for the sake of the righteous path, for the sword immortal faction will definitely win the first place in the martial arts, remember to remember." ”

"Boom!"

The sky thundered, the wind wrapped the flames, and a blue-red streamer rushed towards Qin Fan at an indisputable speed with the naked eye, this magnificent majesty, many experienced ranger warriors under the ring changed color one by one.

Qin Fan was the closest to that Cangwu himself at the moment, and when he saw this might, he understood that he was afraid that he would not escape death, and the streamer sword would disappear before it fell on his body, but at this moment, he surprisingly did not have any sense of fear and despair, but his expression was as flat as usual, looking at the Cangwu sword that was getting closer and closer, thinking that his death was rare in the means of this legendary monk.

laughing at himself, he suddenly had a faint sense of regret at this moment.

Is it just because she didn't come, did you see the scene before?

The scorching fire scorched his hair and eyebrows, and before he could close his eyes and wait for death, the Cangwu Sword in front of him suddenly stopped in mid-air, and the flames that were originally flickering also stopped beating, and there was a strange scene in the ring. It was as if time had stopped in an instant, a little weird, but more of a breath of relief. Because he knew that he was coming.

"I haven't allowed you to die yet, how can you die?" Sure enough, a white-haired boy jumped up from the crowd below the ring, still dressed in an ancient service, and the whole person seemed to exude a sense of sadness.

"Looks like you've not been doing well lately. The inhuman boy first glanced at Qin Fan carefully, and then said lightly: "I thought that if you have Qin An's sister, you won't be going to look for me, a woman is a woman." No, it's up to me at the critical moment. He chuckled, unable to see whether he was happy or angry.

"Do you want to win, I can help you unconditionally!" the alien boy said, "As long as you and I embrace, there is nothing to fear in this world." ”

Qin Fan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a smile, he always felt that there would be some bad results in this kind of thing, but he couldn't say a specific feeling, but this feeling was often very accurate.

"Hmph!" the inhuman boy snorted coldly and said, "You'll always need me." With that, the whole body slowly became blurred and shallow like a shadow in the water, and finally a circle of ripples dissipated into the air.

Suddenly, as if the time that had stood still moved again, the whistling sword rushed over again with a monstrous momentum, this time no one would come to help him again, and he did not have the strength to make even the slightest resistance, he could only watch the Vulcan sword roar towards him.