I just want to touch, what bad thoughts can I have?

Gollum.

I don't know who couldn't help it first, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Immediately afterwards, there was a burst of enthusiastic cheers.

The club members of the Bajian Club celebrated with each other, which was in stark contrast to the oppressive atmosphere of the Alliance.

"The sword array formed by the presidents was wiped out like this?"

A member of the Shifang Sword Club rubbed their eyes in disbelief.

Excluding those powerful presidents, the average strength of other club members in the alliance is less than the second level? Candle mirror, when even the presidents were completely defeated, most alliance members almost lost the courage to continue fighting.

Jianba looked at the scene in front of him and was very satisfied.

The current scene is in line with his expectations, and it feels so good that there is no soap coming out halfway.

The morning breeze blew his hair, and he opened his arms, as if embracing the whole world.

The wind this morning was extraordinarily noisy.

and many more.

He suddenly seemed to realize something.

"wind……?"

Suddenly, his frail face with excessive use of the kidneys caused ripples visible to the naked eye.

Snapped!
He flew out like a spinning top, and Xiang Heng Qiao Tingzhu and the others who were lying dead beside him widened their eyes as if they were reflected in the light.

The spurting phantom freezes, and most of the weaker people on the field can clearly see the whole picture of the person who punched Flying Sword Tyrant.

Bathrobes, green capes, straw hats.

Distinctive style, extremely eye-catching.

Caught off guard, Jian Ba ​​stabilized his figure in mid-air. Surprised and furious, he involuntarily focused his attention on the young man who appeared at his previous position.

"Who are you?!"

In the information he collected, he quickly ran through the faces of the extraordinary people in the alliance who were above the high level of the candle, but found that no one could match the other party.

"It's just a foreign aid that takes money to do things."

Fang Qingran picked up the three-foot sword's edge with his toes, reached out to catch it, and slashed forward.

The crescent-shaped sword qi shot away, Jian Ba ​​snorted coldly, but he didn't see any movement, and the little snakes that wandered around built up a snake wall in front of him.

The sword energy came in an instant, and the blood and pieces of meat flew together.

But because the Snake Wall could be continuously replenished, Fang Qingran's fencing aura failed to break through the encirclement after all.

"The piece of soap just now should be your masterpiece."

A faint coldness rose from the corner of Jianba's mouth: "I didn't expect that the alliance side actually had a hidden hole card."

With a vigorous wave of his hand, the little snakes gathered into the snake wall seemed to have received some order, and bounced off the surface of the wall like spring yellow, covering Fang Qing like a dense rain curtain.

As they approached, they spit out a pair of sharp and slender sword blades from their widened snake mouths.

In an instant, the sword fell like rain.

Gently rubbing his cheeks that still felt painful, under Jianba's indifferent expression, a gleam of seriousness flashed faintly.

Although he seldom fights with his own body, which makes him a bit unfamiliar when operating his own body again, but it is not something that can be injured by ordinary people.

The foreign aid invited by the alliance is by no means weaker than Xiang Heng!
However, judging from the sword qi just now, it seems that the inspiration has not been successful.

...

Otherwise, it won't appear so 'rigid' and devoid of spirituality.

Fang Qingran didn't know what Jian Ba ​​was thinking at this time, he was in the center of the sword rain, and the sword danced like a drip.

Iron objects collided, and the clanging sound was endless.

In just a few seconds, within a radius of tens of meters around him, there were sword blades inserted obliquely into the ground one after another, staggering to and fro.

At this moment, no matter it is the members of Bajian Club or the members of the alliance, they all retreated far away, so as not to accidentally fall into such a battle of gods.

Knocking away the last blade that fell from the sky, Fang Qingran suddenly twisted his body, firmly resisting the tip of the blade stabbed from the oblique side.

Along with the wrestling between the two sides, the sword he picked up at random gradually let out an overwhelmed groan.

Seeing this, Jianba showed an extremely ferocious smile.

Small snakes emerged from his cuffs and merged into the long sword he held.

Fang Qingran's eyes fell, the opponent's sword was quite different from ordinary swords in shape.

The design of the entire sword is a poisonous snake that chooses to bite.

There is a snake tail wrapped around the hilt, and the sword is designed in the posture of a hunter with its fangs exposed. The blade spit out from the snake's mouth is formed by the snake's core.

Because the blade is made of a snake core, ordinary swords have only one point, but this sword has a 'V' shape with two points.

As more and more small dark green snakes poured into the sword, Fang Qingran's eyes froze for a moment, as if he had hallucinated that there was a snake with its mouth open and biting at him.

Biting the tip of his tongue violently, the pain instantly made his brain extremely clear. The moment the long sword in his hand was broken, he slid backwards with the help of the reaction force.

boom!
The huge snake head covered with scales crashed down, causing countless swords and dust to rush into the air.

What he saw was not an illusion at all, but the sword in Jianba's hand, which really turned into a black-scaled serpent!
Jianba flicked the tail of the snake, and the black-scaled snake surpassed Fang Qingran in an instant, circled a large semicircle, and surrounded him in the winding snake body.

Glancing left and right from the corner of the eye, he noticed that the black-scaled snake was constantly squeezing and shrinking the snake's body. Fang Qingran's slippery footsteps faltered, and with the strength of both palms, he slapped the ground suddenly.

A dozen or so long swords that were stabbed obliquely into the ground around him came out of the ground with one slap, and when he was about to jump into midair, he scooped it up from the left and pushed it to the right, urging the power of the wind element to turn all of these swords into himself in an instant. Use it to sprint towards the shrinking snake body.

The sound of tinkling irons could not be heard for a while, and the roar of the black-scaled snake became more and more fierce, Fang Qingran's face darkened slightly.

The swords he shot didn't have any effect, not to mention scraping, even the dirt on the snake scales couldn't be rubbed off.

"Haha, the Black Scale Sword that I have cultivated so hard can be hurt by these mortal iron objects?"

Jian Ba ​​laughed triumphantly, the body of the Black Scaled Snake was coiled and shrunk in one fell swoop while he was speaking, standing on the ground like a small black mountain.

Not far away, the color of hope that burst out from Xiang Heng's eyes dimmed at this moment.

"Brother Fang, are you okay?"

A thought flashed through Qiao Tingzhu's mind, she didn't dare to look at it, and she didn't dare to give her own answer.

...

The shouts of everyone in the Ba Jian Club climbed to a new peak, and Jian Ba's ears echoed with cheering voices cheering his name, but he himself was not as excited as the members of the club under him.

During the time when the black-scaled serpent strangled and contracted, the last time he saw the other party, there was obviously nowhere to escape, but in that situation, in his impression, it seemed that the boy's eyes were not like those of his past opponents, full of words. despaired.

This made him hang in his heart, and he couldn't let it go.

Even from the current point of view, depending on the overall situation, he still can't feel at ease.

"In the end, what is the reason, and where is the opponent's chance to come back?"

The haze in his mind was lingering, Jianba thought, lowered his head, and found that the stone on the ground trembled from his left foot and rolled to his right foot.

The earth... is trembling?

Looking up suddenly, he realized that he didn't seem to need to think about it anymore.

The neighing of the black-scaled serpent gradually turned into whimpering. When it was struggling to change its direction, a brilliant silver light shot straight up from the center of the serpent's body.

Peng!
The dull explosion echoed, and the big snake let out a deafening wail.

Jian Ba ​​saw from a distance that a bloody hole seemed to have exploded on the body of his beloved snake, and the dark green scales around it were flying around, stained with blood.

Suddenly, Sword Tyrant Tong Kong shook violently, and the black-scaled serpent shrank back into the shape of a black-scaled sword in a short breath. He only had time to raise his arm, and a silver stick wrapped in boundless power slashed down.

clang!
The swords and sticks intersected, and his hand holding the hilt felt a little numb.

"This guy's strength has risen?"

Thoughts flashed through his mind, he didn't care about it, he blocked with left and right, blocking the attacks that came like a gust of wind.

Sparks bloomed between Fang Qingran and Jian Ba, neither of them retreated, and after a few breaths, they fought head-to-head for dozens of rounds.

Seeing Fang Qingran's combination and collocation of various sword moves at his fingertips, Sword Tyrant couldn't help admiring:
"Good swordsmanship!"

After praise, the fighting spirit becomes stronger.

Taking advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness, he shook the Black Scaled Sword, and the blade suddenly turned into a giant snake with its bloody mouth wide open again. Fang Qingran stretched his muscles and muscles, and pressed his two sticks against the two fangs. Under the violent rush of the big snake, Fang Qingran A long dry road was plowed.

"One hundred percent, not enough!"

His eyes gleamed, and his momentum exploded further!
Sword hero field? 200% increase, open!

A whirlwind exploded under his feet, and his retreat slowed down a lot.

The black-scaled snake exerted all its strength to feed, but it only felt that the small figure in front of it seemed as heavy as a mountain, and it couldn't be pushed no matter how hard it was pushed.

It didn't know what to do, and in its chaotic brain, the idea of ​​a forger suddenly came. It didn't think about it, and its mouth opened again.

This time, Zhang Da reached the limit, let alone a person, he could easily swallow even a small car.

Inside its bloody mouth, a large number of red light spots flickered, Fang Qingran subconsciously retreated, and countless small dark green snakes rushed out like arrows leaving the string.

small book booth

Swinging the double sticks, a burst of sword energy slashed out as if he didn't want money. The storm intertwined with the sword energy collided with the sea of ​​snakes, and the sound was like a violent wave hitting the shore. , dancing all over the sky.

...

"Strength in the field of kendo? What an enviable talent in kendo!"

The sword bully's voice spread far away, and the black-scaled serpent turned into the sword in his hand again, looking at Fang Qingran with complicated eyes.

Even if he is only one step away from the Flame Torch Realm, he has not yet mastered the mysteries of the field of swordsmanship.

He asked himself that in the Candle Realm, the Sword Dao Realm can be considered high, but there is still a thin layer of window paper beyond the domain level.

It seems that it only needs to be gently poked, but in fact it may take several months or even longer to break through.

This is still under the condition that he can use the special building to speed up, and it is still unknown whether he can pass this step before he dies with an ordinary sword cultivator outside the Tianshu Academy.

Fang Qingran remained silent, and did not respond to Jianba, his figure seemed to turn into a ray of light under the acceleration of his advances again and again.

The opening time of Jianhao's domain is limited, he wished to use one second as two, and he didn't have time to reply at all.

These relatively unimportant things, after he defeated the opponent, it would not be too late to sit down and talk.

Every minute and every second during the duration is extremely precious to him and cannot be wasted.

"An explosive secret technique in a short period of time?"

Jian Ba ​​thoughtfully, he smiled coldly, and stroked the blade with his fingertips.

The sharp white blade cut through the skin, and he wiped the dripping blood on the sword, grinning grimly:

"My sword will too!"

The big snake with black scales that had absorbed the blood essence roared out, and within a short time, hit the running boy in bathrobe hard on the head, and pushed him into the sky again.

"Wow..."

Choking up blood, Fang Qingran felt that his body, which had always been domineering, was as fragile as a piece of paper at this moment.

"The Golden Body of Myriad Tribulations, which has just survived the first calamity, is really a bit reluctant to participate in this level of battle?"

Thoughts flashed through his mind, the strong wind above made the bathrobe rattle, he took a deep breath, and forced himself not to care about the severe pain all over his body.

Jianba is very strong, there is no doubt about it.

Therefore, he has to use all his strength, as long as he is a little negligent and does not end up on the ground, he will become him.

300% increase in the field of swordsmen, 400% increase in the field of swordsmen, open!

He continuously stimulated the domain boost of the double swordsman, struck out the sword in his eyes, and the body of the berserk black-scaled serpent froze slightly.

This stiffness was extremely short-lived, but it was enough for him.

Theoretically speaking, he can have a better way to deal with it, such as turning bricks into sheep, but unfortunately, he can't use it.

Human beings do not possess star power. He stimulates star power and uses the technique of praying for stars. As much fun as it is now, it will be so troublesome to explain.

He can't directly declare that his mother is an evil god with great fanfare, and then push it on her.

Cutting off the drifting thoughts, Fang Qingran's eyes were fixed, and with the help of the black-scaled snake's short-term stiffness, he jumped up, stepped on its head, and swooped down along the snake's body with two sticks.

Half a second later, the black-scaled serpent shook its head, realizing what had happened, its accumulated anger broke through the peak in an instant, and the snake's head circled around, chasing after the young man who was running wildly on his body.

...

The sword tyrant underground looked up at the sky, fixedly staring at the small black spot that grew bigger and bigger as the distance approached, his chest was burning with boiling blood that hadn't been seen for a long time.

"come!"

Regardless of whether the running boy could hear him or not, he raised his head to the sky and roared.

A ray of blood appeared on the pale face, and the brain was running at high speed, calculating the distance between the two sides and the time of getting close.

Due to his excessive concentration, he didn't even realize that the barrier that blocked his kendo realm from the domain level seemed to loosen slightly when the two were about to meet hand to hand.

"Three, two, one..."

Counting silently in my heart, the big snake with black scales winding up to the sky suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Fang Qingran stepped on the ground, but he didn't panic at all, as if he had already expected this scene.

The strong wind elements gathered under his feet, and with a volley, his power broke through the peak at this moment!
Sword hero field? 500% increase, fully open!

The heart is like still water, and the sword has no front!
There seemed to be an illusory flame burning all over him, with an aura of success if you don't succeed, he chopped down with both sticks.

puff--

Blood spurted.

The silver stick and the black scale sword did not touch each other, but crossed each other and stabbed into each other's body.

Fang Qingran and Jianba collided heavily.

The wind stopped, the world was quiet, and all the people lost their voices.

Suddenly, Fang Qingran, who was unconscious, saw a line of words, which appeared in his mind.

I just want to touch, what bad thoughts can I have?