Chapter 18

Qi Kun, Beifeng, Wu Yuncong, Yue Chen and Yue Tian basically directly let the other party admit defeat, so Qin Chuan didn't see their skills.

85 vs 86!

Qin Chuan walked up with a long sword. His opponent didn't know him. He heard from around that he was a son of the pan family.

In his twenties, his cultivation was good. In the early stage of the eightfold martial arts, like Qinchuan, the other party used a long sword. After the referee announced the start, the youth directly killed Qinchuan.

Brush!

Prick!

The long sword stabbed Qinchuan with a pleasing streamline feeling.

Qin Chuan looked at the long sword stabbed by the other party, raised his right hand and accurately pointed on the other party's sword tip.

When Qin Chuan defeated pan Renfeng, the pan youth just didn't believe in evil.

At that time, Qinchuan was still the seventh weight of martial arts, but now it is the eighth weight of martial arts.

A sword!

Clang!

When the long sword fell to the ground, the young people of the pan family couldn't believe it. At the moment of touching before, the whole arm was very sore. They couldn't lift it up and hang it directly. The long sword couldn't hold it, and the tiger's mouth cracked.

Martial arts eight fold vs. martial arts eight fold, one move!

"One move, the same strength, one move, too handsome!"

"His sword is very subtle. He can accurately point the tip of the other party's sword, and use the power skills to the extreme. The explosive power of which point is really terrible."

Wu Yuncong, Yue Chen, Qi Kun and others frowned and thought deeply. Qinchuan had too much impact on them. Even if Qinchuan was only the eighth cultivation of martial arts, they still felt that they should not be underestimated.

Qin Chuan's eyes brightened when he fought with thousands of swords. Thousands of swords are the eighth major of martial arts. He is a genius. With a quick sword and wonderful footwork, he can easily defeat opponents with the same strength.

After one round, half of them were eliminated. After half an hour of rest, the second round began.

In the second round, I still didn't see those talents. This time, Qin Chuan met a young man with seven martial arts, and the other party directly admitted defeat.

There are only fifty people in the third round!

The chance of meeting is very high. This time, Qinchuan met pan Renfeng.

Pan Renfeng is very tangled. The last thing he wants to meet is Qinchuan. This is his shame, but he also wants to meet Qinchuan. He wants to fight again seriously.

During this period of time, he worked hard to cultivate his martial arts. His martial arts accomplishments reached the eight fold perfection of martial arts. The most important thing is his martial arts skills. His shadow knife cut broke through to the perfect state.

Advanced martial arts, perfect state, which is much stronger than the previous Dacheng state.

Start!

Pan Renfeng was holding a thin knife, and her mood slowly calmed down. At most, she was a defeat.

Brush!

Pan Renfeng saw through and looked down on the victory and defeat. This knife was made without scruples. It was clean and sharp. This knife actually brought out a remnant.

"So fast!"

"It's worthy of being an advanced martial art shadow knife chop!"

"He has reached the perfect state. This is advanced martial arts!"

"Once pan Renfeng breaks through the nine weights of martial arts, it is estimated that she can compare with Yue Tian."

……

Qin Chuan didn't expect that pan Renfeng realized at this time, the artistic conception was improved, the swiftness of the shadow knife was perfectly combined with the body method, and even fit with the surrounding environment.

This knife has the sprout of knife intention. As long as this continues, there may be some achievements in the future.

Pan Renfeng has been immersed in the fine knife for more than ten years. At this time, his face is also very happy. No matter whether he wins or loses today, it doesn't matter. His heart is completely open at this time.

Qinchuan originally had Haoran Bati and dushibu. In terms of speed, it did not belong to the current pan Renfeng, so it was still pointed out by the long sword.

Dangdang!

This time, the two sides fought quickly. Pan Renfeng was a fast knife, but Qin Chuan was faster than those who practiced fast swords, and still ordered swords. Each sword was powerful.

In fact, Qinchuan has slowed down. At this time, pan Renfeng can practice her hands, so Qinchuan controls the strength well, and the collision between the two sides is like a storm.

Pan Renfeng is very happy at this time, and so is Qin Chuan. It's not certain who wins. Even if he loses, he will study the artistic conception of Dao in the next day. Next time, he is confident to easily defeat Qin Chuan.

Clang!

Pan Renfeng's thin knife fell to the ground!

Pan Renfeng lost, but different from last time, he left here directly. Many people think he has no face here. Only a few people know that he has a chance.

At noon, until after midnight in the afternoon, the game began again. This time, there were only 25 people left. This time, the beginning was a draw, in which there was a wheel space.

Thousand swords to Yue Chen!

Qianjian was also in the top 25. This time he met Yue Chen. Qin Chuan said gently, "give up a few times!"

"How could it be, Yue Chen? He may not be able to beat me." Qianjian said.

"He is already a nine heavy warrior," Qin Chuan said. He can see that Yue Chen broke through in the last half month.

Thousand swords were stunned: "shit, how do you fight?"

Qianjian takes fast sword and footwork. Yue Chen exercises his body, and his weapon is a big hammer. At the beginning of the fight, Yue Chen is fighting steadily and pushing Qianjian step by step.

Yue Chen's hammer is strong and fast. He can only push a thousand swords back. He can't even fight. There is a lot of difference between Wudao Bazhong and Wudao jiuzhong.

Finally, Qianjian was forced to a dead corner and had to admit defeat.

"Hahaha, come back to me when you break through." Yue Chen said happily.

Qianjian and Yue Chen both know each other and are people in the same circle.

Qin Chuan to Qi Kun!

Many people's eyes brightened when they stepped down. Qinchuan is a black horse, the largest black horse from the countryside. However, they have not met the strongest talents in Nanhai City, but now they have.

Qi Kun is a genius of the Qi family. Wu Daojiu is twenty-three years old. He is very good-looking. Many families want to marry their daughters to him.

Qi Kun actually likes Qian Fei. Unfortunately, Qian Fei and Wu Yun always marry each other. There's no way to like them any more. The Qian family can't marry Qian Fei to him, and the Wu family won't let anything happen.

Start!

Qi Kun also uses a sword. The sword is one of the weapons most used by martial artists. However, there are many kinds of swords, including long sword, short sword, big sword, epee, soft sword and thin sword

But the most used is the three foot long sword, Qin Chuan and Qi Kun.

The last time Qin Chuan fought with pan Renfeng, Qi Kun saw that he had good eyesight. This young man who was much younger than himself was very strong and evil, and his future achievements could not be limited by Nanhai city.

"Brother Qin, have a drink after the game!" Qi Kun said with a smile.

"Good!" Qin Chuan nodded.

"Look at the sword!"

Qi Kun's long sword shook, an invisible breath spread, and the whole person's momentum suddenly rose.

Desert smoke!

When an expert makes a move, it's really different. Others may just feel different, but Qin Chuan can see Qi Kun's long sword with an invisible smoke.

Imposing!

Qin Chuan's feet moved and floated like clouds and flowing water. The long sword in his hand kept stabbing out, and the sharp sound of breaking the air made Qi Kun frown.

Qi Kun didn't expect that Qin Chuan could condense the power of the sword to this extent, and the attack position was so tricky that he had to defend back.

Qi kunyue was more and more surprised. From the beginning, he felt he could beat Qinchuan to a draw. Now he suspected that the other party didn't do his best.

Long river sunset, long rainbow through the sun!

"I admit defeat!" Qi Kun stepped back and admitted defeat directly.

When you can't win, it's better to admit defeat than to be defeated.

"Accept!" Qin Chuan said with a smile.

Qinchuan's victory was unacceptable to many people. At the age of 15, at the beginning of the eighth weight of Wudao, Leng defeated the ninth weight of Wudao.

But this is very normal in Qinchuan's eyes, with Haoran bully body and golden God pupil. If you can't even beat Wudao Jiuchong, you can hit the wall.

He has been deliberately converging, otherwise the result will be more sensational. Sometimes it is good to be in the limelight, sometimes it is a disaster, and the wood will be destroyed by the forest wind.

……

Qinchuan to the north wind!

He was another genius. The weapon used by Beifeng was a long gun. He nodded with Qin Chuan and began to attack directly.

The length of a long gun is much longer than that of a sword, inch by inch.

When the north wind shook the spear, three virtual shadows appeared and stabbed Qinchuan.

This move looks very simple, but it's not easy to block it. It's best to hide. Besides, the gun is powerful, domineering, soft and changeable.

Qin Chuan's eyesight can clearly capture the trajectory of the gun head, and the long sword in his hand can be hit at will.

Piper!

The north wind was directly repulsed for several steps, his arms numb, trembling, his eyes frightened, as if he had seen something incredible.

Eyesight is terrible, powerful and strange.

Dangdang!

Qin Chuan took the initiative to attack. The long sword in his hand, like a snake, shuttled flexibly and attacked continuously. The north wind retreated step by step. Unfortunately, his speed was not as fast as Qin Chuan. He was forced close to his body. The long sword approached his throat and could only admit defeat.

Once a long weapon is close, it basically has no power. It is short by an inch. Close combat is still a dagger and fist.

This time, Qinchuan defeated Beifeng. Although most people are still surprised, they won't be too surprised.

Several old people in Wutai are also shocked. Qin Chuan is only 15 years old, and he is still fighting at a higher level and winning easily. In the mainland, there are not many, but very few, which is a heavenly rule. Fighting at a higher level requires talent and understanding, which is the most basic.

……

Qinchuan to the clouds in the afternoon!

Wu Yun hated Qinchuan to the bone. Although he seemed to be light and light with a smile on the surface, Qin Chuan's eyesight was terrible and he clearly saw the killing intention in the other party's eyes.

"Don't worry, I'll show mercy." Wu Yun said with a smile.

Qin Chuan smiled and nodded.

Wu Yun narrowed his eyes, one hand in his sleeve, and the other hand rushed to Qinchuan with a long sword.

Getting closer!

Qinchuan narrowed his eyes and saw a wisp of light pink smoke floating over. If Qinchuan didn't use the golden pupil, he couldn't see it at all.

This is a kind of smoke. After inhalation, it will make people's brain ineffective, prevent the operation of dark Qi and reduce their strength.

Wu Yun showed a trace of madness and haze from his eyes. If he wanted Qin Chuan to survive, he would have to be seriously injured and completely abandon him. At that time, everyone would see that he missed.