Chapter 3267

The bright light of the sword blooms out, and the purple awn of the sword roars across the sky, just like the rosy clouds rolling towards each other.

Lin Xuan was very serious and didn't dare to be careless.

Although she has reached the second level of immortal cultivation and has some confidence in passing the examination, she still dare not be careless.

After all, once she's defeated, there's only one chance.

When the famous Jian Xiu saw Lin Xuan's sword, his eyes suddenly couldn't help coagulating.

His sword came out of the sheath behind him, and he also cleaved to Lin Xuan.

Countless sword meaning crazy swept, in an instant, the whole platform is shrouded in the fury of the sword meaning, extremely terrible.

The two kinds of swords intended to collide in mid air, making a loud roar. The terrible storm seemed to destroy heaven and earth.

Lin Xuan didn't stop. The sword in her hand was still flying. At the same time, the more brilliant sword intention cleaved out and killed her opponent.

The young man felt this scene, and his face was a little ugly. He madly agitated Xianyuan. Yujian wanted to block Lin Xuan's attack, and then attacked again.

Unfortunately, he found that Lin Xuan's strength was no weaker than him.

In particular, Lin Xuan's attainments in fencing were even slightly better than him.

Just because he was too confident, he gave Lin Xuan the chance to take the lead in attacking, which directly led him into a passive situation.

He can't find a chance to attack at all, but can only defend passively.

As Jianxiu, attack is the best defense. Now he can't even attack, he can only defend passively, and he has taken the initiative in the end.

Sure enough, he didn't hold on for long, and he couldn't hold on any longer. His whole body was destroyed by the sword. Lin Xuan's sword was like a bolt of fire, pointing directly at his throat.

Looking at this scene, the vast void was dead.

No one thought that the young man was defeated, and he was defeated by Lin Xuan.

You know, this young man is also a well-known figure. Although he is far less powerful than those people like Yao Yang, Gai Tian and Yang Xiao.

In the eyes of the public, if he wants to pass the examination and join shenjianzong, there is no problem at all.

Now, however, he was defeated in the first battle.

"Lin Xuan, pass." The old man's cold and heartless voice came, and Lin Xuan's figure flew up to the stage.

The young man stared at Lin Xuan's back, but his face was not very good-looking.

What a shame!

"Yes, Congratulations, elder martial sister." Wang Fan looked as if Lin Xuan had come back. He put up his thumb and said with a smile.

Lin Xuan took a look at Wang Fan and said with a bitter smile, "I'm just a fluke. Originally, I thought it would not be difficult for me to join Shenjian sect, but now, I'm not sure. "

"Only in the first battle, the opponent is so strong. Then, won't the opponent become stronger and stronger?"

Lin Xuan really began to worry.

Wang Fan laughed, "elder martial sister, don't belittle yourself. As long as you try your best, you won't have any problems."

Wang Fan, this is not a complete compliment, but to tell the truth.

During this time, he also observed those two-tier monks, but few of them were really powerful.

Among those people, Lin Xuan is very good.

When the friars around saw Wang Fan and Lin Xuan talking and laughing, many of them were jealous.

They were all thinking about who this man was, just a fairy, and how he could get together with the fairy like Lin Xuan.

Wang Fan didn't care about those people's eyes, just bored looking at the battle on the stage.

With the end of each battle, soon, it was his turn.

"It's my turn at last." Wang Fan murmured, and Lin Xuan hugged the next fist, and went to the battle platform.

Almost when he was just on the platform, Yang Xiao's eyes had already fallen on him.

He already knew who Wang Fan was. He came from a low-level state and defeated three arrogant ruthlesss of the Yang family in the Third World War.

Among those three, even his younger brother Yang Zhan.

I didn't expect that this guy didn't die, and he came to Beiyu so soon.

The most important thing is that this man's cultivation has been promoted so fast that he is already a monk of immortal level.

Yang Xiaoke clearly knows that when his uncle Yang Changqing took Yang Zhan and other young people of the Yang family to the lower states, Wang Fan's accomplishments were only nine levels of immortals.

Yang Xiao looks at Wang Fan, his eyes twinkle, and he doesn't hide his killing.

This man must be removed, or it will be a disaster to his Yang family.

After Wang Fan stepped on the platform, he felt Yang Xiao's cold eyes. He turned his head and looked at Yang Xiao, with a faint sarcastic arc emerging from the corner of his mouth.

Does this guy dare to do evil to him and seek death?

As everyone knows, Wang Fan's attitude and expression, in his opponent's eyes, became a disregard and face.This bastard dares to ignore him. It's unreasonable.

Wu Yong's eyes were cold and his face was gloomy.

"Are you ready?" He saw Wang Fan always looking at the stage, did not look at him, a moment, finally can not help but bite his teeth said.

Wang Fan turned his head, looked at Wu Yong, said with a smile, "ready, you do it."

It seems that he didn't take the game seriously at all.

This scene, not only Wu Yong is angry to death, even the monks under the stage, are a little unbearable.

What an arrogant guy.

Especially those friars who saw Wang Fan and Lin Xuan walking together, they gritted their teeth and couldn't vent their anger.

They clenched their fists, and they all wanted to go up and deal with Wang Fan.

It's too much to beat.

"Take it." Wu Yong yelled angrily and immediately grabbed a long black sword. The long sword has a terrible intention to kill. It's frightening.

He stares at Wang Fan coldly, without any hesitation. He pulls out his sword and goes out.

In a flash, the sword light surged, and the sword light was just like a sharp stab. It set off a terrible attack and went directly to Wang Fanjuan.

There was a hiss in the air, and the space began to twist.

The people under the stage felt the sword light, and many people's hearts were raised.

This Wu Yong is so strong!

However, Wang Fan was disappointed and shook his head.

Weak. It's too weak.

In the face of the light of the sword, he didn't even bother to move.

Looking at this scene, Wu Yong was even more angry and almost vomited blood.

He is attacking Wang Fan now. Wang fan not only doesn't make any response, but also stands there and shakes his head. What does that mean? Do you look down on him?

It's a little too arrogant.

The light of the sword roared and soon came to Wang Fan.

At this moment, Wang Fan finally moved.

A bright Xianyuan emerged from his body, and suddenly fell into a violent walk.

Then, Wang Fan's body had already soared, and then he clenched his right fist and blew it out directly.

This punch is very simple, no fancy, simple and rough.

Wang Fan didn't show any gorgeous martial arts skills, nor did he use the element strength, nor did he use the Dragon twelve style, which was such a simple fist.