Burning Heaven Dragon Emperor

Chapter 187 Nan Muchen, Bei Zhuofan

When the two returned to "Cang Yun Ding", they saw a dark crowd covering the surroundings of the ring, bursts of noise came, and the atmosphere became extremely lively.

Although there are only 33 matches left today, these [-] people are all first-class powerhouses in the sect world. The real good show has just begun.

Of course, except for Han Xiao.

Because in the eyes of everyone, the reason why Han Xiao won two games in a row was only because of the cold jade sword and shameless schemes.

Seeing that the edge of the arena was crowded with people, Meng Fei from the referee's seat finally stood up and shouted loudly: "Dear colleagues from the sect world, since this sword ceremony is about to enter a fierce stage, the strength of both sides in the battle has once again increased by one level. Therefore, I would like to ask fellow Taoists in the audience to back off a little more, so as not to be hurt by their sword energy."

The audience in the audience heard the words and quickly retreated three feet as required.

Firstly, as the founder of Immortal Sword Sect, Meng Fei has a very high prestige.Secondly, none of the people present were fools. If they were killed and mutilated just to watch a game, then they would be fucked.

Meng Fei saw that the audience was very cooperative, nodded in satisfaction, and shouted loudly again: "Okay! Let's stop talking nonsense, and the third round of sword ceremony will officially begin!"

"it is good!"

Everyone in the audience burst into applause again, and their emotions became even higher.

Meng Fei took out a list and read aloud: "First of all, Zhuo Fan from the Seven Profound Sect is invited to take the stage to fight Xue Muchen from Xianchen Sect!"

As soon as the voice fell, the audience immediately screamed frantically.

Both Zhuo Fan and Xue Muchen are rising stars who have only gained fame in recent years. The strength and age of these two people are between the same. They are one south and one north, and they are called "South Muchen, North Zhuofan" !
The battle between the two great talents from the north and the south made everyone not crazy about it.

I saw Zhuo Fan with an indifferent face "swish", Yujian shot up through the air, and hovered steadily above the ring.

The next moment, that handsome Xue Muchen also stood up with his sword and confronted Zhuo Fanyao.

Han Xiao raised his eyebrows, seeing that it was Xue Muyun's elder brother who was competing, he couldn't help being a little interested.

The romantic scholar at the next seat hurried over, sat down next to Han Xiao, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said out of breath, "Damn it, there are so many people, I almost couldn't squeeze in!"

Han Xiao smiled, winked and said, "Brother Merry left early yesterday, why did you get up late today? Could it be that Merry went?"

"What a ghost!" The Merry Scholar talked farts with Han Xiao for a few days, and the relationship has become a little familiar, and occasionally joked.

"Last night, I drank a few more glasses of rice wine, and I felt dizzy this morning." The romantic scholar said with a sneer, "Not to mention, the Immortal Sword Sect's drunken wine is really good."

"Oh?" Han Xiao raised his eyebrows, "Then when I win the game today, Brother Merry will take me to see it?"

"Hehe..." The romantic scholar sniffed, glanced at Ye Jinglei who was seated opposite, and asked in a low voice, "Are you sure you can beat him?"

"I'm not sure." Han Xiao raised his eyebrows, "It's probably [-]%."

"Pfft!" The Merry Scholar almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, looked at Han Xiao for a long time, and then said with a sneer: "Okay, okay, if Brother Han can still win today's competition, this meal will be fine tonight, I, Merry Scholar, please Already!"

"Okay, Brother Merry is ready to pay."

Han Xiao grinned, and didn't say anything more at the moment, but just looked at the ring.

The romantic scholar glanced at the two sides fighting in the ring, and said excitedly: "Wow! 'Nan Muchen, Bei Zhuofan' actually met, this match is worth watching!"

Han Xiao laughed. This romantic scholar was abused by Xue Muchen yesterday, but today he doesn't hold any grudges. He is actually an interesting guy.

On the ring, Xue Muchen and Zhuo Fan were already fighting inextricably in mid-air.

Zhuo Fan's swordsmanship lies in surprise, which often makes Xue Muchen flustered.And Xue Muchen's movement is elegant and agile, every time he passes Zhuo Fan's ultimate move, he flies up and down like a bird, shuttles endlessly.

After the two fought more than a hundred moves, Han Xiao faintly saw something strange in Zhuo Fan's martial arts.

This guy seems to be hiding something.

It's an intuition!
Only a guy like Han Xiao who has almost never displayed his true strength will have this intuition.

Thinking of this, Han Xiao couldn't help showing a smile: "Nan Muchen and Bei Zhuofan" are equally famous, but it is obvious that Zhuofan has been hiding his true strength. There is no suspense in this battle.

One hundred strokes!

Two hundred strokes!
Three hundred tricks!
After more than 300 moves, Ye Xuan's eyes suddenly brightened, and she said softly, "That Xue Muchen is going to lose! He has already started to use the same sword move for the second time."

Ye Xuan's insight is really powerful.

Sure enough, at the same time as Ye Xuan's words fell, Zhuo Fan's long sword finally pulled away Xue Muchen's saber with "extreme difficulty". above the neck.

"Brother Xue, I accept it." Zhuo Fan slowly withdrew his long sword and bowed to Xue Muchen.

"Hehe, brother Zhuo hides everything so well, I admire you." Xue Muchen took a deep breath, although a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

He originally thought that he should be able to advance to the top seventeen, but he didn't expect to meet a guy with hidden strength like Zhuo Fan halfway.

This match seemed to be an inseparable one, but Xue Muchen understood that he had always been passive.

"This match, Zhuo Fan of the Seven Profound Gates, wins!"

The referee's seat announced the final result, and there was a burst of thunderous applause from the audience.

Han Xiao glanced at Zhuo Fan, raised his eyebrows slightly, still stretched out a finger, and said with a smile: "One move is enough."

"Hehe..." The romantic scholar suddenly remembered that when Han Xiao watched Zhuo Fan's first round of competition, he once said something about "bragging" to overthrow Zhuo Fan. Now seeing Zhuo Fan showing such strength, unexpectedly Dare to speak out...

"If you can beat Zhuo Fan with one move, then I can't even beat Zhuo Fan's defeated Xue Muchen, wouldn't I be far behind you?" He rolled his eyes and said, "You should beat Ye Jinglei first."

"Ye Jinglei is nothing but vulnerable." Han Xiao said indifferently.

"Hehe..." The Merry Scholar has gotten used to Han Xiao talking big in the past two days, but he has won several games in a row. Maybe it is really possible to use that very "special" method to win again.

There was no time to think about it, because soon, masters such as Qiu Wanyun, Zheng Shaokun, and Qiu Chunan came to the stage to compete again.

As soon as these favorites came on stage, the shouts from the audience immediately drowned out the entire Cangyunding...

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