I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

"Anlin Road friend, you must first shoot."

"In this space, the true meaning of your sword will be figurative, and you should pay attention to the combination when you move!"

Jiang Yanan holds the sword in his hand and speaks gracefully.

If he first shot, then Anlin didn't have to play, so he asked Anlin to take the shot, and he gave me some advice.

Anlin nodded seriously. He thought about it and decided to use the wind sword in the 6th style of God of War. This is one of his cards to kill, and it should not be too shameful.

As soon as I read this, the white wind began to cover his long sword.

During the time, the surrounding airflow began to surge.

Behind him, the illusion of a man suddenly emerged out of thin air.

The man holds the sky, scrolls the world, and finally condenses the sword, and the sword refers to Jiang Yanan.

The disciples on the martial arts field were not focused on An Lin's body. Now, when I saw this huge scene, I couldn't help but focus my attention on Anlin.

"Is this sword meaning strong or weak?"

"I don't know, I am also the first to watch the sword and fight."

"But look at it and feel good."

"Oh, it’s just empty shelves, it’s not the result of a broken sword."

......

Compared with the audience who did not know the truth on the battlefield, Jiang Yanan was a double-eyed, stunned face.

He is the one who faces the true meaning of Anlin Kendo, so he feels this conception very intuitively.

The kind of repression of the heavens and the earth in the sword, the kind of arrogance of the greatness of the earth, let him shudder.

Jiang Yanan knows that standing in front of him is definitely a genius.

No... is the biggest enemy of life!

"Sword is coming!" Jiang Yanan has a big hand and the space is shaking. Then, the space began to crack open a black and white gap, endless chaos and the black gas that swallowed all things gathered in the sword, so that the long sword black mang, as if to **** everything, devour everything.

"This sword is called the end, can break the space, break the time!" Jiang Yanan holding a black sword, the trend is to go to Anlin.

When Anlin saw it, it was a double eye.

Nima! Say, let me take the shot first. How do you raise my sword to cut me now?

Jiang Yanan's face is awe-inspiring, a flowing white hair rises with the wind, the posture is transcendent, but the heart is secret: Grandma's, if you let you shoot first, I don't have to play!

In this way, Jiang Yanan rushed to Anlin with the sword of the end of the black mang.

Anlin thought of a move, originally wanted to rush to Jiang Yanan, but the man behind him was smashed in the past, the white mangled sword in his hand, like the supreme light of chaos, became the only color in his eyes!

Bang!

The rush of artistic conception broke out in the crystal space and swept around.

The royal disciples on the martial arts field can only see the black and white intertwined colors on the screen, and they can no longer see other things. The two forces are like a wild animal bite.

At this time, even the stupid people began to realize that this man named An Lin, the sword is absolutely superb.

Su Xin’s eyes are splendid. He has seen the swordsmanship, but this picture was the first time he saw it. At this time, he could not help but marvel: “Anlin’s friends are really talented and extraordinary.”

Su Xiaoyun did not speak, but a pair of beautiful eyes stared at the picture presented on the crystal.

The light slowly dissipated, and the two figures appeared again in the picture.

Both of them were extremely embarrassed, all scarred and gray-faced.

"God, Jiang Shen is hurt!?"

"This is not the point. The point is that Anlin can actually reach this point with Jiang Shen."

"A new kendo genius is about to be born?"

Many disciples looked at the figure on the crystal screen with a bit of stagnation, as if they saw something incredible. They thought that Jiang Yanan could crush Anlin casually. Now it seems that this is not the case.

The most shocking thing at this time is Jiang Yanan who is fighting.

He never imagined picking one at random, and the passers-by who taught the negative textbooks was so horrible.

No, I can't fight anymore...

Jiang Yanan raised his proud head, and once again, a gust of wind blew in his space, blowing his flowing white hair.

His eyes looked at An Lin softly, and he whispered: "Carrying!"

"Ha?" Anlin stayed, what did it mean, was it over?

Looking at Anlin’s reaction, Jiang Yanan’s heart was boring and continued to leisurely:

"I think you know that it doesn't make sense to continue to fight like this."

"You have lost, after all, that is your strongest sword. You have to admit, you are really strong, I recognize you!"

"But I still have a backhand, so stop here..."

There is a back hand?

Anlin heard the words again, and then excitedly said: "Really, I also have a backhand, come, let's come again!"

Jiang Yanan's eyes are round and his breath is getting too fast: What... He still has a backhand! ?

Really? Clever your sister!

"An Lindaoyou, the loss is not terrible, and it is widely acknowledged. If you dare to face up to yourself, you can continue to surpass yourself. You are the first person to push me to this position. Losing is really not shameful!" Jiang Yanan Still a look of excellence.

However, his heart is roaring: Nima, boast that you have reached this point, can't understand people's words, and admit defeat!

Anlin was very serious and nodded: "Thank you for the recognition of Jiang Yanan's friends, but the opportunity is rare. I still have the last sword to come out. If I don't have this sword, I will regret it!"

He has already discovered that the sword-skill competition here can improve the proficiency of the sword, and... is not consuming!

In reality, he is unable to use the last few swords in the six swords of the Ares because of the lack of vitality in the body. However, he can do it here!

He can not only use the wind sword in the six swords of God of War, but even the last sword can be used!

In this case, why not take this opportunity and use it to feel it?

Jiang Yanan straight out of the blue veins, glaring at An Lin, only a sigh of old blood suffocated in the chest.

"God of War Six, Sixth, Excalibur!"

In the eyes of Anlin, the radiance of the gods shines, and in an instant, the endless majesty sweeps the heavens and the earth, and the golden light of the hustle and bustle, with the supreme power of the gods, impacts the surrounding space.

Bang! The horrible power breaks open the space and smashes everything in the world.

The sword did not come out, Jiang Yanan’s body and An Lin’s body were involved...

The crystal picture was once again covered by Jin Mang, and everyone on the show floor looked at the scene with horror.

"Oh..." The crisp sound was heard in the crystal.

The artistic conception battle crystal split...

The consciousness of Anlin and Jiang Yanan returned, and both of them were sitting on the ground with cold sweat.

Off the court, a group of royal disciples looked at the cracked crystals and the two returned, and they were caught in a strange silence.

"Two emperors ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Swords and battles can also make the mood against the crystal cracked?" Su Xiaoyun Mei gazing at An Lin, asked with a look of surprise.

Su Xin’s mouth twitched: “Don’t ask me, I’ve never seen this before...”

Jiang Yanan’s consciousness of seeing Anlin also returned, and his heart was loose, just to say that the two sides fought a tie.

He is still a peerless sword god, Jiang Yanan!

Later, he found that the onlookers were staring at the crystal hair, as if they saw something incredible.

He curiously turned his gaze to the mood of the battle crystal, his eyes black, almost fainted.

"I... my crystal..."

The weapon is cracked... ruined...

Jiang Yanan’s eyes squinted, his mouth groaned, and his eyes were filled with tears.

He cried.