Son-in-law Dan Zun

Mo Fan himself did not pay attention to what Qin Zheng was thinking.

In his view, since he wanted to crack Jianshan, he would naturally have no distractions.

A native chicken is not qualified to distract him.

His eyes fell on the twenty-first sword mountain and stayed for a while.

I saw another ray of kendo light blooming on the sword mountain.

His figure flashed and arrived in front of the 22nd Sword Mountain.

Soon, Mo Fan's figure moved one after another, the twenty-third seat and the twenty-fourth seat.

When Mo Fan's figure arrived at the twenty-fifth Sword Mountain, he stopped again.

This time, Mo Fan moved forward at a very fast speed, but just like Qin Zheng, sat down.

"It seems that you perceive it!" Luo Wushu said in a voice transmission.

"Yeah!" Mo Fan replied, his gaze glanced at Luo Wushu with a little surprise.

Isn't he still in front of the first sword mountain?

How do you know what you found?

After arriving at the twenty-fifth sword, he found that the kendo moves contained in the twenty-four sword mountains in the front seemed different from those in the back.

If we say that the twenty-four sword mountains in front, the kendo moves contained in it are just a single sword style.

Then, the sword mountain behind may be based on the previous twenty-four swords, and then combined and evolved.

Therefore, the difficulty of its cracking is increasing exponentially.

Mo Fan stood there quietly, mindless, carefully recalling every sword before.

His mind seemed to turn into a world of swords.

There are many sword shadows emerging, which are the corresponding kendo moves of the previous twenty-four sword mountains.

Mo Fan didn't think about evolution, combined those sword moves, just wanted to analyze it bit by bit.

In his view, everything is inseparable from his ancestry.

As long as these are thoroughly understood, it will be of great benefit for him to practice swordsmanship in the future.

As for the sword mountain in the back, he didn't worry about the things that came naturally.

"Um?"

"Why doesn't it move?"

"Is this withered?"

"Before and after, it hasn't been half a quarter of an hour, is this dead?"

Many people showed different colors. Originally, they wanted to see the birth of a miracle.

However, Mo Fan turned out to be handsome for only a moment.

In a blink of an eye, several hours passed, and then, Mo Fan still did not move at all.

"Wait a little longer!"

Someone said, Qin Zheng is so talented, it took a day to get to Mo Fan's position.

Even so, Mo Fan still proved that he was better than Qin Zheng.

Of course, if the previous speed is not maintained, then it is another matter.

But with Mo Fan's talent, it shouldn't be enough.

This time, a day has passed, making many people look impatient.

Because Mo Fan was still sitting there, motionless.

"Is it just a fluke?"

"He knows all the kendo moves in the sword mountain just ahead."

Someone guessed.

"It's estimated to be!" someone responded.

"I thought he was an extinct genius in swordsmanship. It turned out that he was just a blind cat and a dead mouse."

"Then Qin Zheng couldn't reach there as fast as him, but he only stayed for an hour before the crack was successful."

"In this way, he really didn't miss Qin Zheng by a little bit."

"But it's normal. Qin Zheng is the number one arrogant man in the world today, and there are several people who can be compared with him."

"It's just that we think too much!"

The whispering voice continued to be heard, some people continued to comprehend Jianshan, and some people left directly.

"It seems that I am worrying too much!" Qin Zheng secretly said.

He glanced at Mo Fan, showing a playful smile, "It's still two days, cherish it!"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Luo Wushu who was still staying in front of the first sword mountain, "Especially you, if you haven't broken a sword mountain in three days, you can be regarded as setting a new record."

However, at this moment, Mo Fan suddenly stood up.

Immediately, I saw the twenty-fifth Sword Mountain, bursting out with an incomparably brilliant light.

The sword light shone in, Mo Fan's figure bathed in sword light, arrived in front of the twenty-sixth sword mountain.

However, there is not so much attention before.

The twenty-fifth Sword Mountain stayed for a day, not to mention the twenty-sixth.

I'm afraid, two days may not be enough.

At that time, it was the time limit given to them by Qin Zheng.

The death date is approaching.

However, at this moment, the twenty-sixth peak suddenly lit up.

"This……"

Many people were stunned, this is, to find the previous rhythm?

But, can the sword mountain at the back be the same as before?

At this moment, the twenty-sixth sword mountain was lit up again, making the faces of many people freeze there.

Including those who originally planned to leave directly, their footsteps stiffened directly there.

How can this be?

This shock was countless times richer than before.

Qin Zheng's face changed slightly.

As a person who came over, he knew very well how much the difficulty of each of the sword hills had changed.

However, Mo Fan could still crack it in an instant, just like at the beginning.

Could it be that he deliberately spent a day, motionless, just paving the way for this?

"Is this guy deliberately sweeping my face on the mountain? It's so excessive?" Someone from the mountain snorted coldly.

If it is spread out, how will it be discussed by the world?

I am afraid that many people will discuss that many powerful people in the world are not as good as a casual cultivator.

Mo Fan naturally didn't know these thoughts in his mind, he still methodically cracked the sword mountains.

The twenty-seventh, twenty-eighth, twenty-ninth...

The speed behind, of course, has slowed down, but only relatively speaking, it still looks surprisingly fast to outsiders.

Soon, Mo Fan's figure arrived at the sword mountain where Qin Zheng was located.

This gives people a very unreal feeling.

Especially Qin Zheng himself.

How much time did he spend, and Mo Fan, how much...

"Forty-second Sword Mountain, it's not that simple, I'm afraid you will stay for a long time."

"Even, after staying until the end of the three-day period, he can no longer move forward."

After all, Qin Zheng's figure moved.

Immediately, the forty-second sword burst into bright light.

He left a shadow of Mo Fan, even if Mo Fan is very enchanting, in front of him, he can only be a chaser.

Can only look up at his back.

"Really?" Mo Fan suddenly heard a voice after a while.

The voice fell, and the forty-second sword mountain lit up.

Qin Zheng stayed in Jianshan for several hours, but Mo Fan still only cracked it for a moment.

"This... how is it possible?" Qin Zheng looked at Mo Fan, who had also arrived in front of the forty-third Sword Mountain.

"The frog at the bottom of the well!" Mo Fan smiled faintly and looked at the forty-third sword mountain.

"You..." Qin Zheng's expression was cold, but soon he gathered his mind and focused his attention on the forty-third sword mountain.

Now, both sides are only at the same starting line, and he has not lost yet.

However, it was still a moment of effort, the forty-third Sword Mountain lit up, and Mo Fan's figure moved again.

He left Qin Zheng behind.

Qin Zheng: "..."