Chapter 7

"Master, he is very strong, but I am confident that I can defeat him in a few moves."

The beautiful woman smiles and shakes her head. "Don't look down on him. He has the same accomplishments as you. What's more, he went to the mountain five years ago and didn't have any accomplishments."

"What." Lu Xueqi looked at Han Xuan from a new perspective, and her eyes were full of disbelief.

"Ah, it's a little beggar." It's Zhang Xiaofan who can say this.

"Little beggar, who is that?" Zhang Xiaofan side a witty smart girl asked.

"I used to live in the same village as myself, but later I was taken away by my teacher Zhang Bo. I didn't expect that he is so powerful now."

"Oh, Xiaofan, you have to work hard." Then he blinked his playful eyes.

Flying off the stage, the surrounding crowd naturally spread a channel.

Out of the crowd, Han Xuan reclined on the trunk of an ancient tree, overlooking the distant sea of clouds, as if thinking about something.

……

"Go down." Han Xuan is competing with a disciple of tongtianfeng at this time, but his cultivation is not one or two levels higher than that of his opponent, so he soon "returns" him to the stage.

"Han Xuan, win."

"The next scene, Han Xuan to Zeng Shu."

"Well, it's a bit of an accident."

Zeng Shushu, a disciple of fenghuifeng, is also the son of fenghuifeng's head.

"It's a trouble. He's the one who's going to end Shu Shu." Zeng Shuchang looked at the list in his hand and murmured anxiously at Zeng Shushu.

Soon, at the beginning of the competition, Han Xuan took the lead in standing on the stage, and his breath was about to merge with heaven and earth. So that any disturbance on the stage can't hide Han Xuan's perception.

"In the downwind, I'm going back to fengzeng to write. Please be merciful." Zeng Shu made a boxing ceremony and said.

"Younger martial brother Zeng is joking."

Ding

The sound of a sword sounded in the square. Zeng Shushu held up an ancient sword in his hand at this time. On one side of the sword was carved with mountains and plants, and on the other side was carved with the sun, moon and stars.

"Ah, it's Xuanyuan sword. It's said that this sword was made by the gods for the Yellow Emperor. Now I think Han Xuan is more dangerous than lucky."

"Yes, yes, I think Han Xuan uses bamboo sword every time he fights with others. This time, I'm afraid it's a quick break."

"Younger martial brother Zeng, I didn't expect that you had handed down the Xuanyuan sword to your son." Daoxuan on the stage said to Zeng Shuchang.

"The elder martial brother of the leader is joking. I don't think that boy is Han Xuan's opponent even with Xuanyuan sword. But after all, where did he take Han Xuan these years and how did he progress so fast?"

When Zeng Shuchang said this, several other leaders around him also put their ears up and seemed to want to know the answer.

"Ha ha." Dao Xuan had a meaningful glance at the crowd, but he didn't speak.

"The name of the sword is Xuanyuan. Please give me your sword."

After hearing what Zeng Shu said, Han Xuan took out the bamboo sword and said, "OK." All of a sudden, the crowd under the stage seemed to be in the market, and the voices of discussion kept ringing.

"Hahaha, look, I'm right. Han Xuan really took out his bamboo sword. He thought Xuanyuan sword was something."

"I don't think he wants to live."

Is it just like what they say?

"Be careful, elder martial brother." Zeng Shu is not like Wang Jian. He is not angry at all.

"Hu" two people with the naked eye can not see the speed of the middle close.

Ding

With a crisp sound, the sword tip and the sword tip appear at the same point. The powerful gas field sweeps around, and the dust is flying all over the sky, making it impossible for the audience to observe the situation inside.