"Master, Senior Brother Han actually used the Qingmiao tea tree as a bet. There are only five tea trees in our entire sect. Isn't the price too high?"
A young disciple had a very strong opinion.
Many disciples of Tianyayuan felt that this was a loss-making deal.
The middle-aged man is very calm. He has watched Han Zhesheng grow up. His talent is extremely good and has even surpassed many elders. As long as he is given time, he will definitely become a great weapon for the sect in the future.
Moreover, he did not think that the Beidou Sect disciple in front of him could defeat Han Zhesheng, so he was not worried and said:
"It's okay, don't you have confidence in him?"
"I admit that Senior Brother Han is very strong, but this Ye Xuan is not weak either. He defeated Gao Guohao. If City Master Chen hadn't stopped him, Gao Guohao would have been a corpse now. Senior Brother Han is a bit underestimating the enemy."
The master glanced at him, his eyes a little cold, and said:
"Watch carefully, don't say anything if you don't understand."
The Tianyayuan disciples stopped talking.
On the battlefield!
Han Zhesheng put away the treasure and took out a big knife. The knife was powerful and sharp. There were certain pictures and texts engraved on the knife, and there was an ancient atmosphere.
With the momentum rising, the sword energy moves vertically and horizontally, and the surrounding air seems to be suppressed and cut.
Her long hair was dancing wildly, and the space became a little depressing.
"This sword is called Beast Killer. Any creature standing in front of me is a monster that I want to hunt. You are my prey. It accompanied me deep into the Beast Mountain, slaughtered the King of Beasts, and contaminated the blood of countless creatures.
Blood, you will become one of the fuels for killing beasts."
This knife is really good.
Ye Fan could tell that this knife was different from what he usually saw. It had a powerful aura and could burst out at any time.
Good weapons need to be in the hands of strong people to exert greater power, otherwise they are just a waste.
This knife was held in Han Zhesheng's hand very skillfully.
"roar!"
A roar of a ferocious beast came out of his body, and his whole aura became more majestic and majestic. His sword energy was stronger, his eyes were like blades, and he rushed over suddenly.
Like a wild beast from the mountains attacking, leaving deep footprints beneath your feet.
When wielding a broadsword, the sword is so powerful that it has the potential to overthrow everything.
If there hadn't been a defensive formation protecting the battlefield, the people in the audience would have felt the terrifying power of the sword.
At this moment, Ye Fan really felt the powerful power of the sword rushing towards him. It was majestic, surging, and turbulent, like a roar from the deep sea, overwhelming the sky and the earth.
"The early stage of entering the Taoist realm."
Ye Fan could tell at a glance that his cultivation was stronger than Li Qiushui's, although he was in the same realm, and his sword skills were full of killing intent.
The rushing sword intent is majestic and majestic, pushing through everything without any hesitation or any sense of affection.
Ruthless, cold-blooded and domineering.
Ye Fan stood calmly, looking at the approaching sword power.
Suddenly!
It erupts with terrifying momentum, like a volcano erupting.
The right hand clenches a fist, and the fist is powerful, as if it is going to hit this world. The power of the fist and the power of the sword have come into contact and resist each other.
Moved!
Ye Fan disappeared on the spot, waved his fist, and ran straight away.
The punch was powerful and did not dodge at all.
The people in the audience watched with excitement, this was the battle of the strong.
Rumble!
There was a loud noise, and people with low cultivation levels could not clearly see the battle situation. They could only hear the loud noise, see sand and rocks flying all over the sky, the battlefield exploded, and even the defensive formations were shaking constantly.
Everyone in the audience seemed to feel great pressure.
My heart is full of shock.
"call……"
A figure moved sideways out of the dust, followed by a spark that shone out. It was the spark that erupted when a broadsword scratched the surface and hit the stone.
The one who moved out was naturally Han Zhesheng.
I saw blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth, his face was slightly pale, and his expression was solemn. He no longer had the absolute confidence he had before, but was more cautious and no longer underestimated the enemy.
But it didn't damage the roots.
"You are indeed very strong, but you can't defeat me just because of this!"
He didn't use all his strength. The first move was just a test. He didn't expect to pay such a price.
He will no longer retain his strength.
The dust gradually dispersed, and Ye Fan's figure was revealed. His feet were half a meter above the ground, hanging in the void, and he said slowly:
"You are also very strong. If you retain your strength, you will be defeated by the next move!"
Han Zhesheng's body slightly bent, raised his head, held a big sword in his hand, let out a roar, and slashed out a sword at the fastest speed. The sword's light instantly grew in size and he rushed towards him.
But his figure did not follow him, but disappeared at the same place with a strange pace.
"Monster?"
Ye Fan's eyes followed his figure, his brows furrowed slightly, and he easily avoided the knife attack.
Han Zhesheng's pace is a bit like that of some kind of monster. He is worthy of being a beast-slaying disciple. He actually imitates the pace of a monster. It is really difficult for ordinary people to deal with it.
It has the characteristics of a monster and is a human being. The combination of the two achieves an unexpected effect.
Ye Fan gently closed his eyes, released the spiritual consciousness of the immortal cultivator, felt the changes and rhythms of every inch of space around him, and easily captured the movement of his figure.
He was also very smart. While moving quickly, he fired out streaks of sword light that seemed to be slashing at him from all directions.
Ye Fan can easily avoid it.
Coming!
He rushed over.
This sword was extremely powerful, much stronger than the previous ones. Deep footprints were left on the ground. The sword's light roared through the wind, and it slashed furiously, slashing at an extremely fast speed.
This speed has exceeded the speed that a warrior in the early stage of entering the Dao Realm should have, and people of the same level are really no match.
Ye Fan's eyes opened, and the Yin-Yang Ruler appeared in his hand. A burst of sword intent burst out in an instant, and endless sword energy surged up. The sword lights that came from all directions were scattered by the sword energy.
A ray of sword light slashed towards the left. The sword was like a rainbow hanging upside down, piercing everything, and crushing the space with its fierce force.
Clang, clang, clang...
A large number of sparks continued to shoot out, and the harsh sound continued to echo.
The broadsword was domineering and sharp, and it wanted to cut off the Yin-Yang Ruler, but was blocked by the Yin-Yang Ruler, and the sword light that burst out was even more powerful, approaching Han Zhesheng himself.
His expression suddenly changed, and he became extremely solemn. He spared no effort and concentrated all the terrifying power in his body into the sword. He wanted to forcefully push it horizontally, but found that it was difficult to move even an inch, as if there was an indestructible thick wall in front of him.
"How could this be..."
He can't figure it out!
The person in front of him is about the same age as him. Although I can't see through his cultivation level, he must be in the early stages of entering the Taoist realm. After all, this is the limit of their generation.
And I can say that I have an absolute advantage in terms of speed and strength. Not even the other outstanding disciples of the Jiuxia Sect dare to say that they have the confidence to withstand his sword.
He had tried his best. This sword had once killed the King of Beasts, and it was his famous move - the Eighteen Moves of Slaying the Beast.
With this skill, he can travel across the Hundred Beast Mountain, slaughter countless monsters, travel in the world of martial arts, kill a large number of enemies, and killing enemies by leapfrogging is a common occurrence for him.
But he was blocked by the peers in front of him.
Ye Fan was not surprised. Looking at his ferocious face, he raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said:
"You are already pretty good among your peers, but for me, you are not good enough!"