My Wife Is the Martial Alliance Head

418 Top of Mount Huahua

In the next time, Li Fan did not exercise his skills any more, but instead consolidated his strength.

It's not a good thing that strength is improving too fast. Although Li Fan hasn't practiced for long, he deeply understands a truth. Once in the magic, it is difficult to repair immortals for thousands of years. The faster you practice, the faster you grow, the more unstable your mood becomes!

This is like a person who is slowly making money and getting rich a little bit. He knows how to take care of his wealth. And if he is an upstart, he doesn't know how to deal with his wealth. Spending is often the case.

This is also true of those who have suddenly inherited powerful forces. For example, some rich second generations will also squander the wealth that the previous generation worked hard to earn.

Li Fan has such an awareness, and it is natural to want to practice the magic. Proper acceleration is also a good choice. But if it is too fast, then it is not necessary.

Without the option to continue to draw on the spirit, Li Fan began to consolidate his strength. This was the most correct choice. In the process, Li Fan is still using Huashan's breathing method to adjust his mentality.

Li Fan gradually became quiet, and after a certain period, he also fell into deep sleep.

The night passed quietly, and the sun rose again.

Huashan on this day is different from the past. I don't know how many masters came here and gathered on Huashan. These masters have different looks, but everyone has a common feature, that is, they all carry a sword.

People from the four sword schools of heaven, earth, xuan, huang, and huang came to the top of huashan, waiting for a sword discussion meeting.

On this top of Huashan, I don't know how many years it took to build a huge stargazing platform. This stargazing platform is a beautiful gossip stone platform, half of which is next to the cliff, and the other half is hanging outside the cliff.

On both sides of this stargazing platform, there are two huge portrait sculptures.

These two people like legends are the two founders of Huashan. And each of them had two apprentices, and the four created four sword schools, respectively. Since then, they have been arguing, and finally set the rule of the sword meeting. Once every ten years, the next Huashan Lord will be elected at the Jianjian Conference!

"This is the Sword Contest!"

Xia Xuan followed Li Fan and looked at these foreign swordsmen with excitement. "There are so many people today. I'm about to catch up with the tourists who come here!"

"Don't make trouble, tourists are coming in thousands, it's even more scary to catch up with a holiday or something."

Li Fan patted Xia Yuan's head. "These swordsmen, if you add them together, there will be two or three hundred people. Although there are a lot of them, it's not surprising."

"Like you've seen anything big, hum."

"Trust me, I have experienced the Spring Festival."

Xia Yan obviously did not understand Li Fan's meaning, but this still could not suppress her curiosity.

"Look at it, other swordsmen are here!"

Xia Ling reached out a finger.

Li Fan also took a closer look. Most of these swordsmen were wearing only four colors.

The sky sword school has a white tone, while the earth sword school has a black tone. The Xuanjian School is green, and the Yellow Sword School is naturally yellow.

The people of the four major sword schools have only one goal, which is to win the championship of the sword theory conference.

"The Jianjian Conference is divided into two parts, one is the younger generation of swords, and the other is the sword of the leaders."

Xia Xun is still introducing Li Fan. "But the sword is cruel. He can only hold the platform."

"It was really cruel, it was wheel warfare."

Li Fan saw that Chen Junhua was already warming up, and seemed to be ready to play at any time.

And Tang Yao, the lord of Xiyue, also stood in the highest position, with extraordinary magnanimity. And there were two people standing around him, about the same age as him. The one on the left, holding his arms, looked cold as an iceberg.

The other was wearing an iron mask and could not see his face, but in addition to his own sword, he also carried his sword for Tang Yao.

The cold face is the elder sword guard, while the mask is the elder palm sword.

These two men are of equal strength, it is Tang Yao's left arm and right arm.

In front of him there are some masters wearing other colors of clothes, they are all leaders of other sword schools.

"Tang head, we haven't seen you for a long time."

The head of the black suit didn't seem to be very good. "This year's Lord of Huashan, it's time to take a seat instead."

"Master Wang, I haven't seen you for a long time. You are still so outspoken."

Tang Yao said with a smile, "As for who can sit on the Lord of Huashan, it depends on their swordsmanship. Wang Zhangmen, in the past ten years, your swordsmanship has not grown."

"You can rest assured that you are satisfied."

"Master Wang, you must change your temper."

Ning Peng, the head of the Huang Jian School, said, "This Huashan is also getting better and better under the leadership of Tang. Chen is in charge, do you?"

The head of the Xuanjian School is called Chen Xuan, and he looks like an honest man. He nodded, "Yeah, yeah, just be calm, just be calm ..."

"You two, don't you want to sit on this top of Huashan?"

The head of the Earth Sword School is called Wang Runliang, and he angrily points to a throne on the mountain top.

"Don't you want to?"

"Oh, I'm not good enough, as long as I can control the hairy boys of our Huang Jian faction."

Ning Peng laughed, "I haven't thought about anything. I'm in charge, have you thought about it?"

Chen Xuan shook her head immediately, "It's too far away, just to be stable, just to be stable ..."

"Two uncontested guys!"

Wang Run was so good-mannered, apparently that the attitude of these two people disappointed him.

"Wang Runliang, don't be delusional."

The Elder Guardian scolded, "Xuanjian School and Huangjian School have always supported Tang's head! If you want to ascend to the top of Huashan, please surpass our Tang head in swordsmanship!"

"Huh, my sword skills today will surprise you!"

Wang Runliang touched his sword.

"No rush, no rush."

Tang Yao had a good temper, not angry and annoyed, and said slowly, "Let the juniors learn from each other first, between you and me, and then decide on the level."

"Okay! This year, our ground sword school has also sent several talents! No worse than your Chen Junhua!"

Wang Runliang said confidently, "When the younger generation loses to our swordsman group, don't cry!"

"How come, everyone compares with the sword, in order to make our Huashan faction stronger. There are excellent young disciples, and we are too late to be happy, how can we cry?"

"Hey, leave the good words behind!"

Wang Runliang seemed a little irritable, "The sun is high, so let's get started! I can't wait to get to the top of Huashan!"