"Did it rain just now? Why is the ground wet?"
"Where is the rain? Didn't you see the snow on Yang Xuanqi's body?"
"What kind of weather is it going to snow now? What happened just now?"
"How could this happen? How could Yang Xuanqi be at a disadvantage?"
"What happened to them when we were distracted just now? Is Yang Xuanqi about to be defeated?"
The disciples of Jixian Temple who were watching saw the scene in front of them and immediately exploded again.
They were very clear about Yang Xuanqi's strength. Ever since Yang Xuanqi understood the art of swordsmanship, he had never suffered a loss at the hands of anyone.
But this time, he suffered a loss at the hands of Chen Fan.
Deep in the Jixian Temple, Sapindus quietly "watched" the duel between Chen Fan and Yang Xuanqi.
He chuckled softly and said: "Xuan Qi's sword is heavy, fast and sharp, but he lacks the changes that a swordsman should have. Originally, his understanding of the way of swordsmanship surpassed that of Chen Fan, but because of the lack of changes, he suffered the loss of Chen Fan. . I hope this duel will allow Xuan Qi to understand his swordsmanship. However, Chen Fan’s sword is very versatile and his attack is lacking. I don’t know who of the two will win in the end."
"What a sword!"
A loud shout resounded throughout the Jixian Temple, but the source of the voice was Yang Xuanqi.
Yang Xuanqi raised his head and looked at Chen Fan. His eyes were neither ashamed, angry nor disappointed, but full of fighting spirit and excitement.
Buzz!
Another sword cry resounded throughout the world.
It's just that this time the sound of the sword is not harsh, but rather pleasant to the ears.
I saw Yang Xuanqi pointing and hitting the sword in his hand. The sword in Yang Xuanqi's hand trembled for a while, and finally it came out and stabbed Chen Fan.
"Flying sword!"
Chen Fan didn't expect that Yang Xuanqi was actually practicing flying swords.
The long sword in Yang Xuanqi's hand flew out, but it was faster and stabbed straight into Chen Fan.
Chen Fan already had two talismans in his hands.
The ice-sealing talisman and the light-controlling talisman both came out and stood in front of him. At the same time, the black sword moved, and the sword energy formed into pieces of snowflakes, protecting Chen Fan.
Yang Xuanqi didn't seem to see Chen Fan's arrangements, and his sword still stabbed Chen Fan impartially.
Boom boom boom!
The three defenses used by Chen Fan were all broken by Yang Xuanqi's sword.
But when it was broken, a thunder ball hit Yang Xuanqi's flying sword.
Yang Xuanqi's flying sword just stirred up Chen Fan's lightning talisman, which was vulnerable to a single blow and was crushed to pieces.
However, Chen Fan had another option. I saw the black sword in his hand doing a sword trick, and ice picks were generated out of thin air, hitting Yang Xuanqi's flying sword.
This caused Yang Xuanqi's flying sword to tremble in the air.
This is the first time Chen Fan has used a talisman and a sword at the same time to face an enemy.
It's just that Chen Fan had a plan in advance before he could execute it. If Chen Fan was constantly exchanging moves with Yang Xuanqi, Chen Fan would never dare to use it like this.
However, these methods only slowed down Yang Xuanqi's flying sword, but did not change the trajectory of the flying sword.
Chen Fan dodged, bypassed the flying sword, and came straight to Yang Xuanqi with the black sword in his hand.
Yang Xuanqi saw Chen Fan running towards him and sneered: "It's not that easy to get past my flying sword."
After he said this, the sword under his feet condensed into a huge flying sword, which lifted his body into the sky and rushed towards Chen Fan.
Two people bumped into each other. Yang Xuanqi pointed his sword at the same time and kept fighting Chen Fan's black sword.
After just a few moves, Yang Xuanqi's flying sword arrived.
In an instant, Chen Fan was attacked from both sides.
Chen Fan felt bitter in his heart. He thought he was smart and fought with Yang Xuanqi in close quarters, but he didn't expect to end up in such a situation.
"Hahaha... This kid made me laugh to death. He actually thought he was smart enough to get into a fight with Yang Xuanqi. He really didn't know how to live or die."
"Chen Fan, be careful of the flying sword behind you. Yang Xuanqi's sword is very sharp. Don't get your arms and legs chopped off."
"That's right, if someone's arms and legs are chopped off, our Jixian Temple will not compensate."
"I thought Chen Fan had some killer move, but it turned out to be a stupid move."
"Stupid! So stupid! It's so stupid. I saw him fighting Li Xiuyuan and Zhu Wuxin before. I thought this guy named Chen Fan was so powerful, but he turned out to be such a fool."
"It's true. It seems that Li Xiuyuan and Zhu Wuxin are not very good either. They were defeated by such a fool."
Seeing that Chen Fan was at a disadvantage, the disciples of Jixian Temple began to laugh at him.
Previously, he fought hard against Li Xiuyuan and Zhu Wuxin, leaving the young disciples of Jixian Temple filled with grievances and no place to vent their anger.
Now that Chen Fan was at a disadvantage, he finally found an outlet.
Li Xiuyuan and Zhu Wuxin looked at each other, but they didn't expect that they would also lie down.
Even if you mock Chen Fan, why did you bring the two of us with you?
Li Xiuyuan and Zhu Wuxin were full of grievances, but they couldn't express them. Who made them both suffer at the hands of Chen Fan.
Chen Fan turned a deaf ear to the gossips of the young disciples of Jixian Temple.
Although he was passive at the moment, there was no panic in his heart.
During the sword duel with Yang Xuanqi, white mist continued to rise around Chen Fan.
The white mist instantly submerged the two people, making it impossible for the outside disciples of Jixian Temple to see what was going on inside.
"What's going on? Why is the white mist rising?"
"I'm afraid that boy Chen Fan is afraid of defeat, so he uses white mist to cover up his ugly appearance."
"I don't think so. Maybe this white mist is Chen Fan's killer move."
"It's a killer move. You haven't seen the white mist before. If you haven't seen it, go for a walk around the iron chain and see if the mountain mist can pierce your heart with thousands of arrows."
For a moment, the young disciples of Jixian Temple started talking again.
Yang Xuanqi, who was in the white mist, frowned at this time.
Because he discovered that the white mist created by Chen Fan was not an ordinary white mist. This white mist can not only block his sight, but also block his hearing and other perceptions.
In this white mist, he was like a blind man.
The advantage he had just now was gone.
Not only that, he also discovered that Chen Fan was not affected by the white mist. Even through the thick white fog, he could still accurately determine his position, but it made him passive and could only be beaten.
As the well-deserved number one among the young disciples of Jixian Temple, Yang Xuanqi naturally did not act so weak.
While resisting Chen Fan's attack, he used his flying sword to rush out of the white mist, stirring continuously outside the white mist.
The flying swords stirred, forming strong winds that blew away the white mist in an instant.
The white mist had just cleared, and Yang Xuanqi had just seen Chen Fan's figure, but he saw Chen Fan slashing towards him with a black sword.
"Come!"
Looking at the black sword coming towards him, Yang Xuanqi didn't panic at all. He reached out and made a move, and the flying sword instantly fell on his hand.
boom!
The two swords collided together again, releasing bursts of dazzling light.
The sword energy and sword light continued to rush out between the two swords and exploded.
"Your sword is interesting. It's just too fancy."
Yang Xuanqi said something, and the Xuanjin in his body was crazily injected into his sword.
"cut!"
"open!"
Yang Xuanqi shouted twice, his long sword radiated with light, and with a strong movement of his hand, he slashed Chen Fan dozens of meters away before Chen Fan could stabilize his body.
puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out from Chen Fan's mouth.
Just now, Yang Xuanqi's sword energy entered his body and almost damaged Chen Fan's meridians. Fortunately, the alien limbs appeared in time and swallowed up all the sword energy that entered the body.
The disciples of Jixian Temple cheered.
"Chen Fan, you are going to lose."
I don’t know who shouted this sentence, but it echoed the thoughts of most of the disciples of Jixian Temple.
Chen Fan wiped the blood from his mouth and turned a deaf ear to the cheers of the young disciples of Jixian Temple.
He looked at Yang Xuanqi and said: "I also discovered that my sword attack is too low, which is a big shortcoming. However, if you can catch my last sword, then I will really lose."
