A huge fist shadow turned into a golden lion's head. The lion's head opened its big mouth, and the sword's ruthless fist was swallowed by the lion's head.
Bang
The golden lion head was directly exploded by the sword. No one knew how powerful he was now. Although he was in the early stage of Jin Dan, he could not lag behind the masters of Jin Dan logistics. Jian Qingqing's terrifying talent attracted the attention of the Wushuang Sect Master. This kid might have the talent to become a saint-level genius.
This little kid was so strong. Mu Fan paid attention to Jian Wuwu for the first time.
His Heavenly Lion Fist just now was a move in the Ten Thousand Beasts Art. It was enough to deal with masters in the middle stage of Jindan. Unexpectedly, it was broken by Jian Qingqing with just one move.
Not only Mu Fan was shocked, Jian Wuwu was also shocked. He didn't expect Mu Fan to be able to unleash such a powerful killing move, considering that when they met for the first time, both of them were still in the late stages of Qi training.
Jian Wuqing narrowed his eyes slightly, his nose trembled constantly, his breathing began to speed up, Mu Fan's progress was beyond his imagination. He had to use all his strength. Mu Fan was indeed the enemy he wanted to kill day and night. He originally thought he could kill him with just one swing of his sword when they met, but now that he was here, he couldn't kill him.
"Sword Blind Man, your improvement in strength is pretty good. I never thought you could catch up with me."
"You're not bad either, Mu Fan, stop talking nonsense and take the move!"
Jian Qing Wu pulled out a long sword from his back and slashed hard, and a sword light more than ten feet long swept away Mu Fan's head.
"You can't see it, you're so accurate!" Mu Fan hurriedly retreated. The power of this sword light was not small. I am afraid that only masters in the late stage of Jindan can follow it.
"I've been cured a long time ago!"
"Celestial Shield", Mu Fan's fingers formed a huge gray shield, and all the sword light struck it.
"Humph, you're a coward, you only know how to defend!" Jian Qingqing taunted. His most powerful skill was attack, and Mu Fan's skills were somewhat overpowering him.
"You like to attack, right? I'll let you have a good time next."
"Bah!"
A golden halberd suddenly appeared in Mu Fan's hand, and Fang Tian thrust the halberd toward Jian Qing Wu's blind eye, as if to blind Jian Qing Qing's eye again.
Although Jian Qingwu was blind, his ability to sense sharpness was so terrifying that he could identify people by their breath. Jian Qingqing's long sword faced the halberd without any retreat.
Mu Fan secretly added a bit of Nascent Soul power to the halberd, and Jian Wuwu was ejected far away in an instant. Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Jian Qingqing straightened up with a carp blow. He couldn't beat him, he couldn't beat him. With just one move, he knew that the gap between him and Mu Fan was even bigger.
Before Mu Fan could taunt, Jian Wuwu ran away. In a fight between real masters, it only takes one round to know the difference between the two. Jian Wuqing felt that he could not defeat Mu Fan 80%, and if he stayed here any longer, it would be bad to make a fool of himself later.
Looking at Jian Wuqing's disappearing figure, a solemn look appeared on Mu Fan's face again. This Jian Qing Wu's progress was too fast. He had to keep working hard. If he continued to be lazy, he might be caught up by this guy.
The battle between the two happened very quickly. None of the disciples witnessed what happened. It was as if everything had never happened.
Mu Fan planned to return to his room and break through to the middle stage of Nascent Soul. The last time he broke through in Atlantis, he was framed by the mermaid princess. He planned to continue trying. This time he had a fight with Jian Qingqing, which also gave him a little more feeling...
Mu Fan suddenly remembered that when he was in Atlantis, Yu Mengdie Shengge was very kind to him, but the misunderstanding between the two was too deep. Mu Fan couldn't help but shook his head, let the past go. .
Room……
The evil spirit rose up and formed an evil spirit. On Mu Fan's body, streaks of flames shot through the wind. He was about to advance to the middle stage of Nascent Soul, so Mu Fan held his nerve tightly.
The little milk tiger emerged from the sea of consciousness, and it wanted to watch Mu Fan advance to the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
Mu Fan's Nascent Soul spun around, and air flow rushed out at the same time, condensing into a large whirlpool. With one turn and one breath, all the flames were sucked into the Nascent Soul.
The evil spirit disappears into nothingness...
With crackling sounds, Mu Fan's bones made a sound like exploding firecrackers. He advanced, and his strength took a further step forward. On his body, the golden Dao lines lit up again, becoming more mysterious by the flashes. Mu Fan took out a clean water talisman from the ring. The clean water talisman cleaned up the black impurities discharged from the body.
Mu Fan confidently walked out of the room to play. He wanted to take a good look at what Wan Jian Zong looked like.
Wanjian Zongdou Battle Stage...
The fighting stage was more lively than usual. Today was the day for Wanjian Sect to select swordsmen. Many disciples who had been training outside had returned one after another. Under the sun, the chatter and laughter of young men and women made the entire sect full of vitality.
Jian Qingqing, a weakling, also entered the competition. Outside the fighting stage, Mu Fan clasped his hands on his chest and muttered to himself.
Many disciples of Wanjian Sect looked at this guy they had never met before with strange eyes. Mu Fan was still wearing the clothes of Yuyunfeng of Tianyuan Sect. Her hair was styled into a refreshing short haircut, and her weird outfit was a little confusing.
Jian Wuqing also noticed Mu Fan, glanced at Mu Fan coldly with his blind eyes, and then slowly walked onto the fighting stage...
"Isn't this little guy blind? He can see even from such a distance."
Mu Fan was extremely speechless. Although Jian Wuqing was blind, he felt that his eyes were stronger than those of many disciples with normal vision.
"Jian Wuwu versus Sword Soul!"
Following the host's loud shout, thunderous cheers came from outside the fighting stage.
"Brother Wu Qing, come on!"
"Senior Brother Sword Soul is the strongest!"
"Senior Brother Qingwu, give me a beating on the sword spirit!"
"What are you talking about? It's obviously Brother Jianhun who hurts Jian Wuqing."
"come on, come on, come on……"
There were cheers and cheers outside the stadium, and Mu Fan felt that these disciples of Wanjian Sect were quite crazy.
"The duel begins!"
The host took the microphone and gave the order to start, and the host's voice came from many speakers outside the venue.
The Wanjian Sect is also keeping pace with the times. The corners of Mu Fan's mouth raised slightly. He was very proud to be an Earthling. These cultivators have also used things from the Earth one after another.
Jian Wuwu pulled out his long sword. This long sword was called Wuqing Sword, named after Jian Wuwu. This silver sword has been with him for many years and is his good partner in fighting together.
"Kill without justice!" The veins on Jian Qingqing's forehead bulged, and the long coat behind his back lifted up Lao Gao, and he hit the other man in gray on the stage with a crushing force.
This Jian Qing Wu is really stubborn. Mu Fan shook his head in disappointment. Jian Qing Wu likes to take the initiative to attack, and his attacks are extremely reckless. It doesn't matter how strong my low hand is, I can defeat all enemies with one sword. It's fine when he meets a weak one, but when he meets a master, his provocative behavior will turn him into ashes in one encounter.
"go"
The man in gray spit out a small dagger from his mouth, and the dagger collided with the long sword, one moment before and another moment after.
The sword soul in the stalemate suddenly felt a little heavy in his heart. For a moment, he felt that his current behavior was stupid. It seemed that he no longer had as strong a desire for the identity of Jianzi. The eyes he looked at the disciples cheering him on were full of indifference, as if these disciples cheering him on were not his senior brothers, but his life and death enemies.
Humph, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of Jian Qing Wu's mouth. Even if he was blind, he could still see the cold and meaningless look of Jian Wu Wu at this moment.
Brother Qingqing was indeed strong enough, and a gleam of clarity flashed in the eyes of the indifferent Sword Soul.
"You want my sword soul to surrender so easily, Brother Qingqing, you have such a wonderful idea! Look at my clouds of fire filling the sky!"
The dagger suddenly separated from the ruthless long sword and flew into the sky like fireworks. The dagger turned into hundreds of sword shadows, and each sword shadow turned red. The man in gray swung his sword shadow down suddenly, and hundreds of sword shadows fell towards Jian Wuqing like a meteor shower.
For a moment, Jian Qingqing had no place to hide, and he was wrapped tightly by the sword shadow...
"Damn it! What a twist." Mu Fan exclaimed. Sure enough, the disciples of the big sects were different. Although he joined the Tianyuan Sect, his background was still a little worse.
Each of these well-established disciples' moves were more flashy than the last, and Mu Fan was fascinated by them.
Just when Mu Fan was watching with gusto, Luo Xu came up behind Mu Fan like a ghost.
With a gentle pat on the back, Mu Fan turned around and cursed: "Do you have any quality? I didn't see..."
He was only halfway through his words when Mu Fan hurriedly covered his mouth. He didn't see that the young master was watching the game and was swallowed back by Mu Fan.
"Let's go! Now that we have the things in hand, we are ready to go out."
Mu Fan was taken away by Luoxu before the game was over. Mu Fan wished he could give this old guy a homemade sticky bomb. This old guy didn't know what respect was.
"What are you muttering about?" Luo Xu asked in the sky. His cheap son-in-law seemed a little unhappy.
"No, senior. Just now, I was thinking about how to practice well next."
"Yes, that's the best thing to think about. This time I went to Wushuang Old Ghost to ask for the Fruit of Enlightenment because of you. Don't let me down, kid."
"Enlightenment Fruit!" Upon hearing the Enlightenment Fruit, Mufan immediately became energetic. No matter how awesome Luoxu is, he can't get such a treasure.
"What are you looking at?" Luoxu blushed. The fruit of enlightenment was naturally fake. His fruit of enlightenment was just a false fruit of enlightenment. Compared with the real fruit of enlightenment, it was even thousands of miles away. However, even the False Enlightenment Fruit is extremely rare, and it can be regarded as a first-class treasure on Jiuxiao Island.
"Senior is so kind to this junior, this junior is flattered." Mu Fan gave Luo Xu a fist in the air. He had heard from Little Naihu that Luo Xu was rich and powerful.
During this period of time, the little milk tiger didn't dare to come out anymore. Luo Xu also practiced the Ten Thousand Beast Art, and Mu Fan didn't want to expose the existence of the little milk tiger.
"You are my son-in-law. It is a small matter to give you some cultivation resources. As long as you practice well, cultivation resources will not be a problem in the future!" Luoxu's old face is no longer as gloomy as when we first met, and now he looks very much like a A kind and honest uncle who is very easy to talk to.
