Chapter 51 My sword is here
In the direction of Jianfeng, a figure walked towards Li Fan.
This man is eighteen years old and is a disciple of Jianfeng. His name is Xu Han.
Xu Han held a sword in his hand. The sword's energy was cold and chilly. His eyes were also cold as he stared at Li Fan.
Xu Han is also an orphan. His parents were killed by demons and he was taken away from the mountain to be trained. However, his road was very bumpy and he had no elders to take special care of him. The disciples of Jianfeng were full of geniuses, and there was nothing special about him.
Therefore, he could only put in several times the effort of others. He raised his sword while others were eating and practiced his sword while others were resting.
Day after day, year after year, he finally learned something.
Now, he needs a chance, a chance to go to Sword Valley.
Li Fan has attracted much attention because of Ye Qinghuang, so it is most suitable to choose him as his opponent.
At the same time, he was a little jealous of Li Fan.
Although Li Shan didn't like Li Fan very much, he believed that Li Fan got more than these. His master, senior brother, and senior sister all took care of him.
This junior fellow of Shenxiu Peak has been favored far beyond others since he was young.
Moreover, his senior sister is Ye Qinghuang, and his senior brother is Wen Ruyu.
All this, why?
The tip of the sword pointed diagonally at the ground, Xu Han's figure suddenly ran towards Li Fan, the sword energy circulated around him, and the air was cold.
Li Fan stood there, seeming to feel the chill coming from the other party, and a gust of wind blew by and surrounded him.
As soon as he took a step, the breeze surrounded him, and his body moved forward like the wind, which was the Qingfeng Jue.
"Spell." When everyone saw Li Fan's movements, they knew it was a spell acting on him.
When Xu Han saw Li Fan coming towards him, he slashed out a sword from the air. The cold light was dazzling, and a sword energy slashed at Li Fan from the air.
But he saw that Li Fan's body did not stop at all, just like a gust of wind passing by the sword light, he continued to come towards him.
Xu Han's body flew up, his sword energy was like the wind, and he swung out several swords in an instant. Many sword lights covered the space in front, blocking Li Fan's dodge direction.
"Bang." Li Fan glared, and his body turned into afterimages, moving with the wind. The energy and blood in his body roared, and his body had appeared in front of Xu Han. He raised his hand and blasted Xu Han, who was spinning in the air. .
Feeling the pressure, a bright sword light shone between Xu Han's eyebrows. A powerful sword energy flowed through his body, and a flying sword burst out, and then the sword in his hand was cut down.
Li Fan's eyes flashed, and a loud dragon roar came out, and the shadow of a golden dragon appeared behind him. He continued to shoot forward with his palm, like a dragon roaring out.
"Boom..." A burst of sound came out, Xu Han's body was knocked out, the sword species flew back, the sword in his hand was knocked to the ground, he groaned, and blood bleeded from the corner of his mouth.
"Martial spirit!"
Everyone stared at Li Fan and saw the young man standing in the battlefield, still standing upright. Behind him, a golden dragon shadow surrounded him, which was extremely shocking.
"Martial arts."
The elder Li Shan sitting on the stairs looked at Li Fan. In the brief confrontation between the two, Li Fan only made one move, approaching with magic and attacking with martial arts, and defeated Xu Han with one blow.
Moreover, this young man has actually gathered martial soul?
It seems that his master and Ye Qinghuang have worked hard on this young man, not only to let him live and grow up, but also to enable him to practice martial arts and magic.
Li Fan saluted the injured Xu Han.
Xu Han's face was ashen, he got up and walked down.
He probably knew that Sword Valley would never have a chance with him.
At this time, another figure walked out. This person was tall and domineering, as if he was wild.
"Lishan, Marquis Yuchi of Wuyifeng, please give me some advice."
A terrifying aura filled the air from him, and behind him, a huge shadow appeared. It was a huge ape demon, giving people a strong sense of oppression.
"Martial soul." Everyone looked at Yuchihou. Being able to condense martial soul in the realm of a grandmaster was either an innate talent or an unexpected encounter.
He stepped forward, and every step he took made the ground shake, and as his steps accelerated, it was like an earthquake.
"Bang..." The ground trembled violently, and I saw the opponent leaping into the air, like a demon ape, and when it landed, it shot out towards Li Fan, extremely wild.
Li Fan bent his knees, surrounded by the breeze, and the next moment his body shot up and rushed towards the opponent.
The two met in the air and punched at the same time. The ape attack technique and the Dragon Demonic Bone Fist collided, blasting from the air to the ground.
The roar of the ape and the roar of the dragon came out at the same time, and there was a loud bang, and the opponent's body was smashed away.
But Yuchi Hou unexpectedly shot out again in the blink of an eye. He took out a long stick from behind, and flew into the air again. He danced the long stick in the high air, and saw a terrifying coercion erupting, oppressing Li Fan.
"Martial intention."
Marquis Yuchi realized the martial intention.
The shadow of the stick danced, and Marquis Yuchi swept downwards. Li Fan's mana surged, and then he saw golden threads shooting out from his body, heading towards Marquis Yuchi who fell from high in the sky.
These golden threads were so fast that Yuchihou, who was flying in the air, could not dodge. He was directly bound by the spell. The artistic conception of the stick technique was extinguished instantly. He roared and broke the golden threads with great force, but there were long hairs on his arms and hands. The stick is still entangled with thousands of threads.
Li Fan's body appeared, the dragon roared, and Li Fan's fist roared out, knocking Yuchihou's body out of the air and falling far away.
Li Fan landed, and Marquis Yuchi stood up, nodded to Li Fan, then turned around and retreated.
"Brother Xiaofan is so awesome." Among the crowd, Xiaoqi's eyes were bright.
"When did this happen? It's unreasonable that he didn't tell me." The young man next to him said angrily, feeling as if he had been deceived by Li Fan.
"Why should I tell you?" Xiaoqi said contemptuously.
"I am his brother." The young man said confidently. Xiaoqi curled her lips.
"Where is your sword?"
Just when Li Fan was winning two games in a row, a voice came from the direction of Li Shan's main position. It was the old man in black. He stared at Li Fan with burning eyes and a somewhat cold air and said: "Didn't your master teach you the way of sword? ”
As the most talented swordsman in Lishan, his disciple didn't even use a sword?
Martial arts, law?
What is this?
Li Fan looked at the old man in black. In terms of seniority, he should call him uncle.
This old man in black is named Wu Tong, the old blind man's younger brother, his own younger brother.
Although I don't know what happened between the two senior brothers, Wu Tong has always disliked him.
At the same time, Wu Tong is also the peak master of Wuya Peak, one of the nine peaks in Lishan Mountain.
"Ye Qinghuang, you brought him here to participate in the Lishan sword test, are you here for the Sword Valley?" Wu Tong looked in the direction of Ye Qinghuang and said loudly.
"Uncle, yes." Ye Qinghuang nodded: "Li Fan, a disciple of Shenxiu Peak, came to participate in the Lishan sword test and asked for a place in the Sword Valley."
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Ye Qinghuang's voice was very soft, but it sounded decisive.
"Then let me see his sword." Wu Tong said loudly: "Lin Zhao, let him see your sword too."
"Yes, Master."
Among the crowd, a figure stood up and walked towards the battlefield.
Lin Zhao, who is in the late stage of god refining, is the most talented person among the disciples of Wuya Peak. Among the disciples who participated in the Lishan Sword Trial, his strength can be ranked among the top ten.
"Defeat him and let him go back and practice hard." Wu Tong continued.
"Yes." Lin Zhao nodded, with a sword in his hand. He looked at Li Fan and said, "Where is your sword?"
Li Fan didn't answer.
"Please advise." Lin Zhaojian stood up.
The next moment, the sword in his hand shot out with cold light, like stars shining, killing him in an instant.
"So fast..."
An idea appeared in the minds of everyone below, and Li Fan retreated instantly, accompanied by the breeze.
But in the next moment, Lin Zhao grabbed his sword and continued to move forward like a bolt of lightning, pointing the sword directly at Li Fan.
Li Fan moved to the side, and Lin Zhao's arms were shaking. Sword shadows appeared all over the sky, and beams of sword light blocked all directions and shot out like cold stars.
A flash of sword light flashed, and Li Fan's figure retreated into the distance. He looked down and saw a cut in his clothes.
Li Fan raised his head and looked at Lin Zhao, only to see the opponent wave his arm, blowing up a storm of sword energy in front of the opponent, and nine swords flew across the sky.
Li Fan looked at Ye Qinghuang in the distance, and saw that the other party also looked towards him and smiled gently at him.
Li Fan also showed a smile, and the strong energy and blood in his body roared. He was surrounded by dragon martial souls behind him. His pupils turned into gold, and a sword energy filled the air from him. There was also a storm of sword energy, and between his eyebrows Wherever the sword shines.
The next moment, his body moved forward like an unsheathed sword.
There was a thunderous explosion, the Heavenly Thunder Technique exploded, and thunder beams struck down at Lin Zhao.
Lin Zhao slapped his palm forward, and suddenly nine swords flew out in a waterfall, like star beams. His body also moved with the sword, swimming in the thunder.
A loud dragon roar came out, Li Fan raised his hand and struck the Nine Swords, and a golden dragon phantom roared and charged forward.
"Boom, boom, boom!" The nine swords blasted on the dragon, spinning rapidly, crushing everything, penetrating the dragon's body, and continuing to kill Li Fan. Lin Zhao's body jumped up, and his body seemed to move like a sword. A beam of sword light pierced out.
"The sword is here!"
Li Fan shouted in the air, and the sword energy around his body turned into a sharp sword, clanking. In an instant, the sword moved with the thunder, like thousands of thunders coming down, trying to drown Lin Zhao's body.
The sword energy between Lin Zhao's brows roared fiercely. He waved the sharp sword in his hand, and a sword curtain suddenly appeared, surrounding his body, and beams of thunderous sword light fell down and hit the sword curtain.
"Go..." A dazzling sword light appeared in Lin Zhao's eyes, the sword between his eyebrows roared out like stars, and a beam of light appeared in the sky.
"Go."
Almost at the same moment, the flying sword between Li Fan's eyebrows also flew out. The two flying swords collided in mid-air, making a sharp sword whistle, and a terrifying tearing sword energy spread towards the surroundings.
"I still have the sword."
Li Fan shouted, as if he was venting the anger he had been carrying for these years. He saw that there were still swords condensed in the sky, moving with thunder, and hitting Lin Zhao's sword curtain. Every sword fell like a heavy blow. Hammer-like.
Finally, the sword curtain shattered and disintegrated. Almost at the same time, a thundering dragon roar was heard. Li Fan's body rushed into the air, and a golden dragon moved with the sword and blasted towards Lin Zhao.
"Boom boom boom..."
The sword and the dragon came at the same time. Lin Zhao grunted, and the sword species flew back, his body was blown away, he spit out a mouthful of blood in the air, and then fell to the ground.
"Bang!"
Li Fan fell not far in front of him. His body was bent and he felt a little tired, but his eyes were still shining with sharpness.
Raising his head, Li Fan stood upright again, looking at Lin Zhao, and then at the top of Lishan Mountain.
"My sword is here."
(End of chapter)