City’s Super Immortal Cultivator

Leng Fan’s competition was in the third game, which was relatively advanced, so he waited at his own competition platform very early. Throughout the entire venue, there were a total of 20 competition platforms.

"Brother Leng, the one in black is Xiao Cong." Goshawk pointed to Leng Xiaofan.

Leng Fan followed his fingers and looked at him. In the crowd opposite the competition table, a young man wearing a black Hanfu and a white sword in his hand also looked at him. The two of them stared at each other, and there was a vague sense of warfare burning with each other.

After a while, they both looked away. Leng Xiaofan turned his head to the Goshawk and said: "This person is indeed quite powerful. I just made a look at the momentum with him, and he didn't back down."

Goshawk replied: "It's really amazing. After all, it's the sixth place in the tiger list. It's impossible to have no ability."

In less than half an hour, it was Leng Fan's turn to play.

Leng Fan slowly stepped onto the competition platform. Just after he came onto the stage, his opponent had already jumped onto the competition platform first, and the opponent said to him, "Don't let me down."

Leng Fan was startled. He didn't expect the other party to say this in the first sentence, so he replied: "I promise to make you unforgettable for a lifetime."

Leng Fan is this temperament, whoever pretends on his face, he will fight back.

"Hehe, I hope your mouth is the same as your strength." The other party replied.

There is no host or referee on the competition stage. As long as you get on the stage, you can start a fight. As for how to end, it is not the opponent's side, either admit defeat or die.

Leng Fan took the lead in the sword, the sword speed is very fast...

Leng Fan and his opponent Xiao Cong are both celebrities, so most of the onlookers attracted by the battle between them want to see if Xiao Cong, the master of the tiger list or the descendant of the sword, can be better.

At the beginning of the match, the two of them did not exert their full strength, and they were testing each other. Such testing continued for ten minutes, and the surrounding audience booed.

Xiao Congxian is a face-loving person. When he heard the boos around him, he felt that his name couldn't hang, so he immediately increased his speed, and his sword seemed to carry a weird power.

After Leng Fan felt that the opponent had increased his strength, he immediately increased his strength to a level where he could stubbornly stubbornly with the opponent, and then continued to fight against Xiao Cong.

After fighting for another ten minutes, the two of them were still in a stalemate, and the surrounding audience booed again. Leng Fan didn't feel much after hearing this boo, but after Xiao Cong heard it, he was very anxious.

"Ha" Xiao Cong once again improved his strength.

Leng Fan immediately increased his strength, reaching a level where he was still stubborn with the opponent.

"I'm going to kill you" Xiao Cong felt that every time he increased his strength, Leng Fan increased his strength accordingly, and he did not surpass him, so he felt humiliated.

Leng Fan replied, "There are many people who want to kill me, you have to line up."

Leng Fan's words made Xiao Cong feel that he was humiliated and looked down upon. The sword in his hand suddenly turned into nowhere to light and shadow, and a sword formation was formed around him.

"This is the sword intent I absorbed in the sword domain. The name is Wan Jian Guiyi. I will use you to practice the sword today." Xiao Cong roared, and under his roar, countless sword shadows turned into a storm.

The Heaven Slashing Sword in Leng Fan's hand was buzzing, and he looked down at the Heaven Slashing Sword. He knew that the Heaven Slashing Sword was wise, but they had never been able to communicate.

"Zhantian Sword, are you very unconvinced? My opponent can show sword intent, but I can't show you the strongest state." Although Leng Fan can't directly communicate with Zhantian Sword, he can feel it. The emotion of Dao Zhan Tian Sword, at this time, the Zhan Tian Sword had an arrogance.

"Leng Fan, show your Heaven Slashing Sword style, let me see how strong the legendary Sword Sword is?" Xiao Cong shouted loudly.

Leng Fan shook his head. He didn't plan to use the Heaven Slashing Sword style. First of all, the Sky Slashing Sword style used too much consumption. Although he had the supplement of the old dragon veins, it was easy to expose the existence of the old. Secondly, he still has a way to deal with it, that is, a set of swordsmanship learned from Taikoo Yu, Kunlunzong's long-lost swordsmanship, Taikun Divine Sword.

"Swish" Leng Fan rushed to the sky, and saw the Heaven Slashing Sword in his hand suddenly dropped out, piercing Yunxiao. Observing Leng Fan's gestures again, I saw that he kept making many gestures.

Outside the competition stage, Dao Kun's eyes widened. He stared at Leng Fan's hand gestures and immediately said in surprise: "My Kunlun Sect's sword technique, Taikun Divine Sword, when did he learn it?"

"Boom" There was a loud noise in the sky, and then a huge red sword shadow appeared in the sky.

"What is this?" Everyone looked up to the sky, and saw Red Sword Shadow standing with Leng Fan, facing Xiao Cong.

The big beads of sweat on Xiao Cong's face have been continuously falling off. He gritted his teeth and roared: "Then compare, who is stronger."

The revolving sword energy rushed to the sky, and at the same time, the red sword shadow fell rapidly.

Everyone held their breath, and they would let the next scene pass.

When the two powerful forces came into contact in the air, they immediately burst out a wave of impact, spreading in all directions, and there was also thunder and lightning that hit the ground.

"Ah..." A screaming voice in the sky, and then a figure slammed to the ground and fell in the middle of the competition platform. Everyone looked at the competition platform and saw Xiao Cong lying on the ground disheveled. He had lost consciousness, but his breath of life was strong, indicating that there was no life-threatening situation, but he was just unconscious.

Leng Fan then landed, he let out a sigh of relief, his hands were a little numb, because he was not uninjured just now, he fully realized that in the attack of the sword intent, not only could it physically attack, but also in the mood of the opponent. hurt.

"It seems that this sword intent must find a way to comprehend that the combination of physical attack and mental attack can completely surpass many levels to defeat the opponent." Leng Fan faintly felt that the sword intent was really too powerful.

After Leng Fan left the competition platform, he did not stay, and went directly to another competition platform not far away. Because the next competition was his little junior sister Xiaoying and that Liu Ling's woman, he was very worried about the junior sister, so he went quickly Ran over.

"Brother, you are just so good, what kind of sword is that? So powerful!" The younger sister also saw the sword that Leng Fan had just shown, so she wanted to learn it.

Leng Fan replied, "This is the sword technique of our Kunlun Sect. Of course, the younger sister can learn it. When I have time in the future, I will teach you by myself."

"Okay, brother, don't lie to me, otherwise I will tell the master to go." The younger sister said with a smile.

Leng Fan looked at Little Junior Sister’s innocent smile and couldn’t feel that she was a little nervous. She didn’t know if she was optimistic by nature, or she didn’t take it seriously, so he felt that he was too worried?