The sword energy intertwined and the sword net fell.

The sword energy is dense, and you can use it to attack every move.

The competition between swordsmanship and swordsmanship, the collision of offense and defense.

After comprehending Fengyun Kendo, Lu Fan found his opponent for the first time!

With his body like the wind and his sword like the clouds, Lu Fan's offensive, which contained the most powerful principles of the times, severely suppressed Situ Jinghong.

With his eyes closed and motionless as a mountain, his mind could clearly see all the flaws, even Feng Yun Zhili had flaws. Situ Jinghong moved his sword like an arm and used his fingers to neutralize Lu Fan's offensive.

The two of them were fighting swords, making it impossible for Lu Yunjiao, who was watching the battle from afar, to intervene.

Seeing that Lu Fan couldn't attack for a long time, Lu Yunjiao reminded: "Xiao Fan, he used the Situ family's Qing Ming Sword Technique to defend and counterattack, take advantage of the opportunity to sneak in and launch a fatal blow. He has cultivated his mind. If you want to hurt him, you must

Make sure he can't keep up with you."

Yes, Situ Jinghong can clearly see all the flaws. However, although he can see the flaws with his extremely fast swordsmanship, as long as he is fast enough and his body cannot keep up with his thinking, he can be hurt and will be killed.

He beheaded him.

The two of them were fighting swords, one attacking and the other defending, reaching the ultimate level.

The truth is, those who are good at attacking move above the Nine Heavens, and those who are good at defending are hiding under the Nine Earths!

Faster, faster...

The sword in Lu Fan's hand moved faster and faster, reaching the extreme point where only a shadow of the sword could be seen, and it was impossible to tell the difference between reality and reality with the naked eye.

Faster, faster...

The sword in Situ Jinghong's hand moved faster and faster, reaching the extreme, as if there was a sword energy shield within three feet of his body.

The two fought swords for hundreds of rounds, and neither could do anything to the other.

If this stalemate continues, the situation will become increasingly unfavorable for Lu Fan. After all, his true energy is not cultivated by himself, but absorbed by the Wu family's martial arts master and temporarily stored in his body. Such consumption will make his successors powerless.

Situ Jinghong was already aware of this, guarded against Lu Fan's attack, and said with a smile: "Although I don't know who you are, I can be sure that you are not a real martial artist. I didn't expect that you are so old.

With such a level of swordsmanship, you are really an astonishing genius. However, your true energy does not seem to be yours. In another ten rounds, you will definitely be killed by my sword."

Lu Fan snorted coldly: "The Qingming Swordsmanship of the Situ family is indeed well-deserved, but even if you can find my flaw, you will not have the chance to deliver a fatal blow. I will not give you a chance to counterattack, and within three rounds

, I will take your life."

"Arrogant!"

"You have the capital to be arrogant when you are young."

"It's hard to imagine that someone with your kind of mind can comprehend such a realm of swordsmanship."

"You are wrong. Cultivation is against heaven. How can you do it without an arrogant heart? Unfortunately, you have cultivated the heart of the sword but failed to understand the way of the sword. It is because you do not have such a state of mind."

While the two were talking, they had already fought for two rounds.

By the third round, Lu Fan had already said that he would kill Situ Jinghong within three rounds, but at this moment he was unable to break through Situ Jinghong's defense.

Is he really arrogant?

Suddenly, the scene changed, Lu Fan's erratic figure suddenly stopped, and he slowly thrust out a sword.

At the same time, Situ Jinghong, who had been on the defensive, finally launched an offensive. He thrust out his sword and transformed his sword energy into shape. Thousands of sword energy penetrated Lu Fan's body.

Penetrated by the sword energy, his body was riddled with holes, but the sword in Lu Fan's hand did not stop and continued to stab Situ Jinghong slowly.

With a rumble, the sword energy that penetrated Lu Fan's body shattered the house opposite, causing tiles and stone fragments to fly into the sky.

Poof, there was an imperceptible sound, Situ Jinghong's closed eyes slowly opened, he looked down at his chest, blood was trickling down, and a hole had been opened in his chest, penetrating his heart.

Within three rounds, a sword penetrated the chest!

Defeated, his soul has begun to turmoil, and the breath of death has enveloped him.

Situ Jinghong slowly turned around and saw the seven-year-old boy standing in front of him, still maintaining the posture of stabbing the sword just now, with his eyes slightly closed, as if he had some realization.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Before dying, Situ Jinghong asked.

"Fengyun Sword Technique, Broken Sword Style."

Slowly opening his eyes, Lu Fan replied.

"What did you just realize?"

"That's right!"

After receiving the answer, Situ Jinghong smiled, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and said with his last breath: "This sword is called... Youlong. I traveled in the early years and got it from the ancient ruins. I use it. I use this sword."

Let me give you a guarantee... Let Qingwei live, let her not live in hatred, let..."

Before he finished his last words, Situ Jinghong stabbed the ground with his sword, knelt on one knee, and looked at Lu Fan, the look in his eyes disappeared, he was already dead.

Puff.

Only then did Lu Fan spit out two mouthfuls of blood.

With the last sword, although he broke through Situ Jinghong's sword force, he failed to break through Situ Jinghong's defense. He was able to kill Situ Jinghong, but he still absorbed Situ Jinghong's true energy.

However, the scattered true energy that had just been suppressed by the true energy cyclone rebounded again with the addition of Situ Jinghong's true energy.

Lu Fan hurriedly sat down and adjusted his breathing to suppress the scattered Qi in his body.

After adjusting his breath, he opened his eyes and saw Fourth Gu standing beside him nervously. He smiled and said, "Four Gu, don't worry, I'm fine."

Having said that, Lu Fan was secretly warning himself that he must never absorb other people's true energy again. When the war subsides tonight, he must dispel the scattered true energy in his body, or refine the scattered true energy into

One's own true energy, otherwise there will be endless troubles.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Lu Yunjiao opened her mouth, but in the end she could only say the same four words. Tonight, she had seen her nephew kill two masters with his own hands, and his surprise could no longer describe his mood at this time.

Lu Fan stood up and walked to Situ Jinghong's body. He looked at the long sword in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and finally took the Wandering Dragon Sword.

Then, Lu Fan slashed out several sword auras with his sword, cutting a large tree into several sections, and the sword aura cut the broken wood into wooden boards.

Another burst of sword energy blasted a deep pit into the ground, and with a wave of his hand, he pulled the wooden board into the pit, and at the same time sent Situ Jinghong's body into a simple coffin.

Another burst of sword energy caused earth and rocks to fly, covering the coffin, allowing Situ Jinghong to be laid to rest.

After finishing everything, Lu Fan turned to Lu Yunjiao and asked, "Fourth aunt, who is Qingwei?"

"His daughter, Situ Qingwei!"

Lu Yunjiao pondered for a moment and asked: "Xiaofan, have you made up your mind?"

"Well, I took his Wandering Dragon Sword and I will keep my promise." Lu Fan looked at the slightly raised pile of earth and rocks and said softly: "Although I didn't agree, you are a swordsman I respect. Don't worry, after tonight, your daughter will

I will definitely live well."

After saying that, he picked up his sword and walked out to the mansion.

"Fourth aunt, let's go to Situ's house."

"Xiaofan, what are your plans?"

“Cut the grass and roots without leaving any future troubles!”

"Situ Qingwei..."

"Don't worry, Fourth Aunt, if I keep her alive, I won't let her become a scourge to our family."

Running side by side to Situ's house with Lu Fan, Lu Yunjiao looked at the young man beside her and thought to herself: How could he behave like a seven-year-old boy?
Chapter completed!