Chapter 213: You are too weak

Chapter Two and Three is that you are too weak

boom!

On the ice, Xiao Fan fought against the wind of Baili, and the two majestic blade auras collided fiercely, and the materialized blade aura was extremely sharp.

It lasted exactly half a cup of tea, and both of them stepped back a few steps, Xiao Fan's left arm was torn by a knife, blood splashed, and the opposite Baili wind only tore his robes.

"Xiao Fan lost?" The crowd was amazed, and many people showed smirking expressions.

They were originally uncomfortable with Xiao Fan's strength, but in Xueyue Imperial City, they didn't even take their tenth imperial city show to heart. They were naturally extremely excited when they saw the wind prevailing in Baili.

But what they didn't know was that Baili gust of blood rushed into his heart and almost sprayed it out, but in the end he forcibly swallowed it.

"It's a bit capable, but my Baili family can't be deceived!" Baili snorted with a grin. He turned into lightning and threw out. I don't know when there was a **** long knife in his hand. People turn into huge streamers in the sun.

"The Baili family can't be deceived, can Xiao Fan be insulted?" Xiao Fan was so unyielding. He never overpowered others, but he never compromised hostile forces.

Stepping on the snow without a trace, the whole person seemed to have lost weight, spanning a distance of tens of meters, instantly stopped in front of the wind of Baili, leaving behind shadows on the ice.

Dangdang...

The fierce metal clashing sound is endless, hot sparks are shooting in the void, and the splendid sword energy pierces the void.

Compared with the softness of the sword, the sword is extremely violent. Each sword uses up one's strength and exhausts one's energy.

No wonder the saying goes that the sword is the emperor of a hundred soldiers, the sword is the courage of a hundred soldiers, the sword is the style of a gentleman, and the sword is brave and domineering.

Xiao Fan felt a little fortunate. Fortunately, Fu Bo had given him the edgeless epee before. He has been cultivating these days, and his explosive power is far from comparable to that of Dayan.

Although there is a gap between Baili Gale for the time being, this gap is not very obvious, and with Xiao Fan's talent, this gap is rapidly narrowing.

"Slash!"

With a roar of anger from the violent wind of Baili, the blood-colored long knife swept across the void at an incredible speed, slashing towards Xiao Fan with wind blades.

Xiao Fan's eyes were very calm. He had been paying attention to every movement of the Hundred Miles Wind, and at the same time, he was constantly improving his **** sword technique.

Cang! Countless sparks splashed and turned into rounds of brilliant light belts spinning out and flying out, like hot wheels, even the void can be shredded.

Xiao Fan was caught off guard, his right arm was pierced by the light band, blood splashed out, and the snowflakes in the air were dyed bright red.

"Xiao Fan is still invincible. Above the sword path, Hundred Mile Gale is the number one!" The crowd shook their heads secretly, obviously not optimistic about Xiao Fan.

"Don't you use a sword? How can you compare with him with a sword?" Above the fifth floor, He Lei looked worriedly at Xiao Fan on the river in the distance.

"Some people think that the world is invincible, and their weaknesses are better than others' strengths. This is a fool's behavior. It deserves to die." Han Lei said with a sullen expression on his face.

"Han Lei, do you know what is wrong with Dayan?" Yun Luoyu raised his eyebrows and stared at Han Lei firmly.

"Second prince, don't scare me, this isn't Dayan, is it?" Han Lei was not afraid of Yun Luoyu's majesty, and argued.

"Humph!" Yun Luoyu snorted coldly, without saying more.

Han Lei smiled triumphantly, and said in disdain: "Since I have come to Xueyue Imperial City, I have no plans to go back, anyway, the Warlord Academy will no longer exist."

Yun Luoyu naturally didn't know Han Lei's thoughts, otherwise, they would never let him come to Xueyue Imperial City to participate in the college competition.

On the high platform, Xue Yulong, Chen Feng and others saw Xiao Fan being suppressed by the violent wind, and a smile appeared on the corners of their mouths.

Lou Aotian was tasting the fragrant tea by himself, looking as if it had nothing to do with him.

Yingfeng squinted her eyes, a trace of anxiety flashed in her eyes, and the blood enchanting on the side said indifferently: "You didn't realize that this situation is similar to Chen Feng's first battle that day?"

Although these words were not big, they were not too small. Chen Feng, who was not far away, could naturally hear them, his expression extremely pale.

When he saw the battle between Xiao Fan and Baili Gale in the distance, his pupils shrank slightly. He was in the game and was a fan of the authorities, but this time he saw clearly.

After fighting with Baili Gale for so long, Xiao Fan's movements became more and more elegant, and the speed at which his injuries increased.

"Brother Fengfeng, make a quick fight!" Chen Feng hurriedly yelled. If someone reminded him that day, he would definitely not lose to Xiao Fan. Xiao Fan's comprehension ability and growth rate are not ordinary horrors. The gale may not win.

"Chen Feng, right? Let's go down for a fight!" The fat man was furious, and without waiting for Chen Feng to react, he turned over and jumped off the Yingxue Tower and landed steadily on the river.

Chen Feng's face was livid, and he was the first to be provoked by one of his top ten magnificent shows? Is this ignoring yourself?

How did he know that the fat man was angry because Chen Feng, as a bystander, was actually reminding the gale in the distance, which was equivalent to framing Xiao Fan.

"Humph, since you want to die, make you perfect!" Chen Feng snorted coldly, turned over and jumped off the ice, and the two quickly fought together.

Xiao Fan didn't notice the fight between Fatty and Chen Feng at all. He was immersed in a mysterious realm, his sword power became stronger and stronger, and the speed of his sword was getting faster and faster.

When Baili Kuangfeng heard Chen Feng's words, he suddenly recovered, his whole body's aura climbed to the extreme, dancing wildly, and a three-foot-long black sculpture appeared above his head, and a peerless sharp burst out.

Seven-Rank Battle Soul Cracked Wind Sculpture!

The crowd trembled, looking at Xiao Fan like a dead person. There were only a few monks who had witnessed the battle between Xiao Fan and Chen Feng before, and their expressions were still calm.

They all saw that Xiao Fan finally turned defeat into victory. Perhaps this time he could also create a miracle?

However, what disappointed them was that Xiao Fan didn't seem to feel the danger at all, and his offense and defense were very ordinary.

"Splitting Wind!"

Baili Kuangfeng smiled grimly, staring fiercely at the murderous knife in Xiao Fan's hand. As long as Xiao Fan was killed, this knife would belong to him.

With Fierce Knife, he would have the upper hand even against Zhanlou Aotian. This was Baili Kuangfeng’s wishful thinking, otherwise he would not take the initiative to take the initiative, and he would not be lethal.

Huh!

The blade light flashed, and the domineering Jian Gang whizzed down, and the calm and waveless air was suddenly torn apart by the wind, being pulled to a limit.

Seeing that Dao Gang was only three feet away from Xiao Fan, the corner of Baili Kuangfeng's mouth was curved.

"I'm happy now, isn't it too early?" Almost at the same time, Xiao Fan suddenly smiled indifferently, as if he had recovered from a certain state.

"Blood Luo!"

With a soft whistle and a faint wave of Slaughter, a scarlet horse train across the void, like a mad beast, breaking all the ripples. However, the scarlet horse training continued unabated, and once again shattered the domineering one. Jian Gang.

I could faintly see that there was a trace of black mist in the scarlet horse training, swallowing the light of a sword.

"Impossible, how could you be so strong!" Baili Kuangfeng looked at Xiao Fan in horror, and cut out several swords without hesitation, only then barely stopped Xiao Fan's blow.

In the end, Baili Gale knelt halfway on the river, his right hand holding the knife trembling constantly, and the domineering rebound force had already hurt his arm.

"It's not that I am strong, but you are too weak!" Xiao Fan looked very calm, stood proudly, and said lightly.