Chapter 181

Wang Jian quietly looked at the field, calm eyes light waves, it seems to be thinking about something.

Although the opponent's soul power is three levels higher than Jiang Fan's, Jiang fan is not at a complete disadvantage, because in addition to the soul power, Jiang Fan also has the inheritance of the strong wind swordsman and holds the power of the wind.

This extra strength will undoubtedly level the gap between the two.

"Game, start!"

With the magistrate's order, the crucial game began.

Jiang Fan and his opponent Xiao Zhi also summoned their own spirits.

At the same time, two circles of yellow soul rings with the same color under the soles of feet slowly emerge.

There are three battles in front of us, but the latter is not so wonderful, but the significance of the latter is far better than the former three.

So, people in the audience took it very seriously.

"Whew!"

After summoning the spirit of martial arts, Jiang Fan launched an attack on his opponent at the first time. Because he obtained the inheritance of the strong wind swordsman, his speed was much faster than before.

When Xiao Zhi saw Jiang Fan coming, he could not help but frown. His hand holding Shuofeng Dao was raised slightly, as if it was made of black iron. Shuofeng Dao was as white as frost, even in the dark arena.

"I won't go to you, but you've brought it to me yourself!"

Xiao Zhi's heart feels funny, but his soul power is three levels higher than Jiang Fan, in the absolute advantage.

At the beginning of the idea, he was still thinking about how to chase Jiang Fan, but who ever thought, Jiang Fan even took the initiative to attack him.

Sure enough, it's still too young!

Xiao Zhi looks at Jiang Fan's young face jealously and knows that Jiang Fan's age may be much younger than his own. It's really uncomfortable to have such talent at such an age!

Xiao Zhi took a deep breath, and then rushed to Zhang Fan.

"Then come on!"

He stepped forward and held the handle of Shuofeng Dao in both hands. Shuofeng Dao seemed to be half human height, heavy and incomparable, with a momentum of indomitable.

On the other hand, the sails rushing towards him are as light as a swallow, like water birds diving down from the sky and across the water.

Of course, in Wang Jian's eyes, this is the sign of waves, which is somewhat similar to a nursery cord in his memory.

"Dang!"   

The intersection of cold weapons is naturally a spark with lightning, even the soul is no exception.

At the moment of impact, Jiang Fan's figure stepped back two or three steps, and felt a huge impact on her hand.

Xiao Zhi's soul power is stronger than that of him, and Shuofeng Dao is also a heavy type. It's no surprise that they hit him.

However, after the first two or three steps back, he did not continue to retreat, but stabilized his body, looking at Xiao Zhi with a slightly changed face.

After the first confrontation, Xiao Zhi's joy was interrupted by the strong wind.

"Hoo... Hoo..."

There was a strong wind blowing in his ear, just like the wind floating from the deep valley. The voice was powerful and distant, which made her hair cold. The wind blowing on her face split a few small holes in an instant.

He could even feel the blood flowing slowly from his face, which made him feel creepy.

And just at this time, he also saw the opposite grinning Jiangfan.

It's the problem of the other side's soul?!

Xiao Zhi grasped the key of the problem in an instant, and then he found that these strong winds were really sent out from his opponent's sword.

Zheng!

After discovering that it was not right, Xiao Zhi left in an instant, and his spirits collided with each other, making a clanking sound.

He no longer chose to confront Jiang Fan. It would be too much for him to face off like this.

After retreating more than ten meters, Xiao Zhi touched his face. Sure enough, he felt some moist and sticky blood. He put it in front of his eyes and looked at it. The bright red blood on his hand was so dazzling that his face became ugly.

Then he looked up at the dangling Jiang Fan not far away, and his eyes were fixed on the martial spirit in his hands. He was puzzled.

Whether it's Qingfeng sword or Shuofeng sword, it's a common weapon soul, not a top-notch series.

And the Qingfeng sword in Jiangfan's hand is the same as the Qingfeng sword in his impression, but why can the Qingfeng sword in Jiangfan's hand bloom such a fierce wind?

Xiao Zhi can't understand it, but even if Xiao Zhi wants to break the sky, he won't think that Jiang Fan has won the inheritance of heroes from different worlds!

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Fan rushes up again. This time, his attack will be much more fierce. Xiao Zhi's eyes are full of fighting spirit.

The attack just now is just a simple trial. Now is the beginning of the play!

After knowing that his strength will not be suppressed too much because of the poor level of soul power, Jiang Fan's heart is undoubtedly full of great confidence.

"Shua!"

In the process of rushing to Xiao Zhi, the first Soul Ring of Jiangfan flashes, and the invisible strong wind surrounds his Qingfeng sword.

This is the first soul skill of Jiangfan, Fengyin. According to Wang Jian's understanding, it is similar to altoria's Fengwang jiejie. After using it, it will form a strong wind pressure around, but it can't hide the body of the sword.

Xiao Zhi was on the alert when he saw Jiang fan using his first soul skill. However, Jiang Fan's first soul skill is a continuous bonus similar to buff, and it doesn't show any light effect. Xiao Zhi can't judge what Jiang Fan's first soul skill is for the moment.

However, after the two spirits contacted again, his face suddenly changed.

Hiss!!!

The fierce wind burst out, and the wind hissed across the blade of Shuofeng Dao. The surging wind made it difficult for Xiao Zhilian to hold Shuofeng Dao.

Jiang Fan still kept a smile on his face. Seeing this, he quickly chased after the winner and gently provoked Shuofeng Dao, which was interlaced with Qingfeng sword.

Xiao Zhi clenched his teeth, even though the wind around the green sword cut countless small holes on the back of his hand, and the pain pierced into his heart.

He knew that if he let go, the soul of Jiangfan would be on his neck in the next second. He didn't want to fail, and he didn't want to fail like this.

"Cold wind and rain!"

Xiao Zhi suddenly gave a loud drink, and his second soul ring burst out a bright light.

Shuofeng knife burst out on the manic cold gale, shuasha rain accompanied by the gale, like the fierce hail to Jiang Fan's face.

The two winds are fighting, and the wind direction is disordered. The gravel and dust scattered on the field after the battle are suddenly in dispute, like a sandstorm spreading in all directions of the challenge arena!

However, the smile on Jiang Fan's face is more and more brilliant!

Play? Are you my opponent!