Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

The sword energy of Fang Ruonan and Wang Erzhang continued to spread, with the two as the center, they continued to release strong pressure.

No one dared to step forward easily, and they all retreated, fearing that they would be affected again.

The two swords intertwined, and everyone present felt their hearts beat wildly with joy.

"It's been a long time since I've seen such a wonderful competition!"

"The masters on the [Hidden Dragon List] are truly well-deserved."

"Even this mediocre sword technique can have thousands of variations..."

On the ring, Wang Erzhang mustered up all his strength, flew into the air, and stabbed out with his long sword from top to bottom. .

No one expected that Wang Erzhang would suddenly exert his strength, and everyone was sweating for Fang Ruonan.

However, the latter was unhurried, and continued to swing his wrist, flip the blade, and pull out one sword flower after another.

With a "ding" sound, the two sword blades intersected, and the huge spiritual energy swept away again, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke.

Although Fang Ruonan just raised his hand casually on the surface, his momentum was not inferior to Wang Erzhang's.

Even if we really talk about the superb swordsmanship, Fang Ruonan is far superior to Wang Erzhang, and he can be defeated in a few fights.

Wang Erzhang was suddenly startled at first, feeling numbness from the shock at the tiger's mouth, but the sword still danced very fast.

His heart was shaken, and he looked at the person opposite with a bit of surprise and panic.

Everyone in the audience looked at it and thought that Wang Erzhang had the upper hand now and was constantly attacking.

In fact, only he himself knew that he was actually being led by Fang Ruonan.

Even taking the moves was a little hectic and overwhelmed.

Then, Fang Ruonan slowly smiled brightly at him, swinging the long sword in his hand, and the dazzling sword light shot straight up.

Under the sunlight, it looks like a brilliant silver dragon, and its black figure is as light as a swan goose.

She rotated her wrist slightly, and the [Red Sky Sword] flashed rapidly.

The sword energy was rising, merging with the woman's figure, and bursts of blazing light surrounded her body.

Wang Erzhang felt a powerful momentum rushing toward him, making him breathless.

However, he still had a backup plan.

Wang Erzhang pretended to step forward to accept the attack, but on the other hand he put his hand into his waist.

Suddenly, a short sword appeared out of thin air in his hand, with a faint black light shining on the blade.

When Fang Ruonan's figure was only one step away from him, his shot was very clean and neat, and he stabbed straight into her eyes.

Fang Ruonan intuitively felt something flash before his eyes, and then he heard the sound of breaking through the air, and alertly moved his body to the right and back.

Wang Erzhang's dagger grazed her forehead, causing some black blood to gush out instantly.

"Sneak attack! How despicable!"

"I just saw that Wang Erzhang doesn't look like a good person, he is really acting like a villain."

"Such an upright and fair competition, but still resorting to such despicable methods, is simply an embarrassment to us cultivators!"

"If I'm not mistaken, the dagger seems to be poisonous..."

Everyone below witnessed this sudden incident and couldn't help but cast contemptuous glances at Wang Erzhang.

When Wang Erzhang saw that the blow missed, he felt slightly panicked, but only for that moment.

Soon, he adjusted his mentality, held the dagger again, and launched an attack.

Fang Ruonan touched the blood on his forehead, quickly took out an antidote pill from his arms, and drank it.

At this time, Wang Erzhang became anxious when he saw that he had not benefited at all.

His face was flushed, right down to the roots of his hair.

Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and the sword thrust out of his hand became faster and sharper.

On the other hand, Fang Ruonan was unhurried and solved all the problems one by one without any trace of anxiety.

The two of them exchanged hundreds of moves again. Fang Ruonan's eyes suddenly lit up and he saw the opponent's ribs on the left side open and close.

He showed a meaningful smile. The most taboo thing for a cultivator is to be impatient.

Often the difference is just an inch, and victory or defeat is already determined.

Fang Ruonan just took advantage of the situation and struck out with his sword, avoiding Wang Erzhang's chaotic sword skills.

With a "puff" sound, the sword sank into the flesh and blood. Wang Erzhang couldn't help but scream, and quickly stepped back.

There was another "puff", and a stream of blood spurted out from his left ribs, sprinkling on the ring.

However, he did not give up easily. Before dodging, he launched a violent blow towards Fang Ruonan's right shoulder.

Fortunately, Fang Ruonan reacted in time, tapped the ground lightly with his toes, and stepped back flexibly to avoid the blow.

But because the distance was too close, he was inevitably injured by the sword energy. Qi and blood surged in the left side of his chest, and a fishy sweetness rose in his throat.

The two of them stepped back one after another, only to see that the distance was as far as a ring, looking at each other from a distance.

"Wang Erzhang, do you, a monster like you who is neither male nor female, only use those dirty tricks?"

"Fang Ruonan, don't be too arrogant, we still don't know who will win and who will lose!"

The two of them dropped their harsh words one after another and stared at each other for an unknown amount of time, neither of them taking action easily.

Below the ring, everyone was confused by the sudden stalemate between the two, and they started talking together.

"What's wrong? Why did this person stop suddenly?"

"Is it over? Who loses and who wins?"

"No, what on earth are these two doing?"

"..."

Zhuge Qingyun bumped Murong Fu's shoulder, a trace of amusement flashed in his eyes: "Brother, tell me, who of the two of them can win this time?"

Murong Fu smiled softly and did not answer, but kept staring at Fang Ruonan's two wounds.

Looking a little lost...

In terms of strength, although Wang Erzhang can be called a master, he was still a little inferior when he met Fang Ruonan.

However, after watching the entire competition just now, he felt that there was something strange about it?

Wang Erzhang was obviously not good at close combat and swordsmanship, but he chose these two to fight against Fang Ruonan.

The only possibility is that he is not here to win or lose.

But what could be the reason?

On the ring, Fang Ruonan took a deep breath and looked at the blood pouring out of his arms, feeling a bad feeling in his heart.

She drew her sword again, and her attack was not as measured as before. Instead, she gathered all the spiritual energy in her body.

Want to defeat the enemy with one blow.

The long sword pierced through the clouds and streaked across the sky, like a winding and circling dragon waking up and soaring straight into the sky.

Wang Erzhang looked at Fang Ruonan's burst of spiritual energy, with a half-smile on his lips.

Just as Fang Ruonandu took action with his sword, Wang Erzhang took a step back and flew out of the ring.

This move made everyone present confused.