Chapter Fourteen [This man is also very powerful with a sword]
The old man spoke slowly at this time and directly judged the woman's victory.
After the woman nodded slightly, she turned around and left and walked back to the crowd. The man was a little stunned. Although he was a little unwilling to give up, he had no choice but to abide by this fact.
Zhang Fan's eyes at this time fell on the woman, still with a hint of dullness and disbelief. He also decided to find the woman and ask carefully while his heart was trembling.
It's a coincidence. It's better to say it in one sentence. If you do something abnormal, you will have a demon. This is too abnormal, or it's impossible.
It's ridiculous. He remembered Wang Yao, but at this time he found a clue that belonged to Wang Yao?
Although he was not sure, he still had to investigate. As a result, he only wanted one result...
"Young Master, are you okay?" Ouyang Xian'er noticed Zhang Fan's strangeness and asked worriedly.
"I'm fine!" After Zhang Fan came to his senses, he shook his head gently, but his eyes were still flashing.
At this time, Ouyang Xian'er was not asking anything more. She knew that if Zhang Fan wanted to tell her, she would naturally say it without asking her.
With the old man's draw of lots again, the two men walked up again, and with a sound of beginning, they launched a sudden attack at this time.
Time went on again. Zhang Fan was completely immersed in his own world at this time, his mind was completely wrapped in the beautiful figure, and the scenes of his previous life seemed to be replayed again.
I don’t know how long it took, but at this time Ouyang Xian'er pushed him and said, “Young Master, is it you No. 52? It’s your turn!”
Ouyang Xian'er's voice was a little anxious...
Zhang Fan came to his senses and looked up, and found that a man was already standing in the square at this time. At this time, the old voice repeated again: "No. 52, if you don't go on stage, just cancel it directly
Qualifications for the competition!”
At this time, there were sneering sounds all around, and it was obvious that they all thought that No. 52 was afraid, and the man on the battlefield was even more so.
"Here you!" Zhang Fan said two simple words, took a deep breath, but walked up directly.
Everyone's eyes were all focused on Zhang Fan at this time, and among these eyes, he also felt an extremely familiar existence.
For example, the old man in the sealed space targeted him, the woman in white, Qiu Ruohan, Ouyang Xianer... many, many, most people showed a little doubt at this time, and at this time at least two or more people
The old man was shocked all over his body and his face showed shock.
At the same time, I recalled what happened to the Dragon Clan. My purple hair, purple eyes, white robe was very familiar, really familiar...
Of course, Zhang Fan would not notice the thoughts around him. After walking up, he also put aside all the distracting thoughts in his mind, and his expression became completely serious at this time.
"Haha, boy, I thought you were afraid and didn't dare to come up!" The man who fought with Zhang Fan couldn't help but sneer and look of disdain.
Zhang Fan had not spoken, and looked at the man indifferently. Is it useful to say so much nonsense? It is useless? Strength, strength is what determines everything.
"Let's start!" The old man's body was affected at this time. As the sound fell, the man who was prepared suddenly shouted softly, and his martial soul suddenly rose, and then his figure almost instantly looked towards Zhang Fan's body.
Rapid past.
Zhang Fan looked at the man who was racing up and did not move, but just looked at...
Could this kid be scared silly? The people present couldn't help laughing again, but many people didn't laugh, scared silly? Are they really scared silly?
As the distance narrowed, less than one meter, Zhang Fan moved, and the Tianquan sword appeared instantly at the sword collection. The purple hair floated, and the sound of the sword sounded, and the man's energy burst out wildly.
At that time, Zhang Fan held the Tianquan Sword tightly, and the sword intent surged wildly in an instant. Countless sword shadows surged wildly at this time, and the sharp and suffocating aura also turbulently towards the surroundings at this time.
"Zila!"
A harsh sound rang out at this moment, and the empty sword light cut everything away in an instant. He stepped lightly on his right foot, accompanied by the floating sword light, and it was still a simple movement, directly on the man's neck.
The two moves were without any flaws, simple, direct, and at this time, the extremely calm voice also sounded: "You lost!" After the words, he put away the sword and walked towards the crowd.
And the man's face was full of dullness at this moment. Just now, why did it end?
The expressions of the people around him were not much better than those of the man, and his face was also extremely shocked. The man's strength was at least an emperor-level existence. He defeated the man in just two simple moves? How could this be possible
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Zhang Fan actually used it very simply... It was impossible to be the reason why the man despised him and the energy he used at the beginning was not high. Then he touched the right time and went straight up. It was simple and clear, and directly inserted into the other party's key points.
That's it.
In fact, this set of actions seems extremely easy, but in fact? It is difficult. Grasping the mindset, breathing rhythm, keen observation, bold heart, and the most basic strength. These points are also combined.
It became difficult to become invisibly.
"How could it be!" The people around were still a little unbelievable, or it was hard to believe that the first time they saw a master with the power of the emperor was defeated so easily. The feeling was like a man went by himself.
The feeling of dying is average, making people feel extremely harmonious.
At this time, the old men who had seen Zhang Fan in Dragon Valley had their pupils contracted, and there was not much energy floating, but they pretended to rely on another strange existence to defeat their opponents? Who is Zhang Fan?
As everyone speculated, Qiu Ruohan's uncle couldn't help but say, "Why is this little brother so familiar? Have you seen it somewhere?"
Qiu Ruohan also looked at Zhang Fan carefully with his eyes. The familiarity also spread from his heart. He also nodded. Perhaps because Zhang Fan's changes were too great, Qiu Ruo, who had been with Zhang Fan for a few days.
Han naturally couldn't see it, and at this time, her eyes also showed a very fighting spirit.
Zhang Fan gave him a strong feeling...
The woman in white was also a little stunned at this time, and her brows frowned slightly as if she was touched.
"Junior sister, this person is so powerful with a sword!" Another woman standing next to the woman in white couldn't help but speak.
"It's really amazing!" The woman nodded slightly.
"If you two meet, you have to be careful!" Another woman hesitated and couldn't help but say it.
After hearing this, the woman nodded and said nothing more.
After Zhang Fan returned to the crowd, many people still did not feel like they had just felt, and their expressions were still surprised, and those who came to their senses looked at Zhang Fan from time to time.
The gap between the past and after is quite big. I thought Zhang Fan would be very weak, but now? Is it so short? Who can do it? I'm afraid no one can do it at all.
Surprised, that was absolutely amazing.
"Young Master, you are so awesome!" At this time, Ouyang Xian'er's face was full of happiness. She looked at the people around her and looked at Zhang Fan with pride. This was her young master, and she felt like she wanted to
It would give everyone a general feeling.
Another man was stunned at this time and walked over with a little helpless look on his face, but what else can he do? The embarrassment has been thrown out, what else can he do?
The old man from Tianjun Sect came back to his senses at this time and looked at Zhang Fan in surprise. Then he looked at the list in his hand again, which clearly stated that the Liuyun country style family in the Cangyun Empire was written.
Zhang Fan himself is the inequality force.
When did the people from the four empires produce such a powerful master?
After being surprised, the old man never forgot what he wanted to do, declared the power of victory, and re-drawed the lottery...
The next one was still on the court, and the attacks broke out after the start, which also looked extremely exciting. However, in the previous game, Zhang Fan brought too strong impact, so this game was relatively direct.
It became dull.
As time goes by, Ouyang Xian'er's appearance on stage has become a highlight. The graceful purple butterfly also brings people a strong sense of visual impact, and finally won the victory with great ease. After returning, Zhang Fan
Just said, "It's great!"
Although it was just three words, even so, Ouyang Xian'er's face was filled with joy.
Li Sang also appeared on stage once today, but his body was not purple but white but also white butterfly. The effect was also good, but his opponent's strength was also very strong. However, he still won the victory in the stalemate.
As time goes by, night comes again. In this game, more than 60 people, two-on-two pairs, they still haven't finished after two days of competition. It will take at least half a day to estimate it.
But many people have been eliminated at this time...
After the result tomorrow, sixty-eight people, and the last one left will be thirty-nine. If the thirty-nine people are eliminated once, at most twenty people. If the thirty-nine people are eliminated once, they will also enter the championship game.
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It takes a long time, but everyone is not in a hurry. The young people who come here are very strong, so there is also a great highlight. To put it bluntly, you can also take advantage of this opportunity to see how bad they are.
And this game will have a great possibility to inspire more people, and in addition, it can enrich more people's combat experience.