Chaos Guiyuan Sword

Chapter 21 Can we start?
Although the basic swordsmanship is an entry-level swordsmanship, the principles and mysteries of it are not something ordinary people can easily comprehend. This requires a lot of time to accumulate and comprehend. Fang Chen does not believe that Xia Yuan can do it.

Sure enough, the battle on the stage quickly became one-sided. This basic sword technique was in Yun Qianqian's hands. It was quite aura, and the attack was fast and fierce.

"Ding!" Yun Qianqian stabbed Xia Yuan's sword with a backhand sword, and before Xia Yuan had time to return the sword, she took the long sword in her hand and placed it across Xia Yuan's neck, "You lost."

Looking at the sword blade in front of his neck in surprise, a look of annoyance flashed in Xia Yuan's eyes.

Everyone in the audience looked at me and I looked at you, with their mouths wide open, but they didn't know what to say.

It turns out that basic swordsmanship can still be this strong!

After Li Lanfeng came to the stage to announce the result, he glanced at the audience. This time, the competition between the seven peaks was really wonderful.Thinking of this, the smile on Li Lanfeng's face grew stronger, "According to the rules, at the beginning of the third stage, No.1 should have a bye, and the bottom four will determine the qualifications for the remaining two to enter the Sword Tomb. Optional challenge."

Li Lanfeng looked at the four people in the audience, and said seriously: "Is there a challenger?"

The Heavenly Book Artifact Spirit needs the soul-suppressing stone. With my strength, I should be able to easily beat Song Ruifeng. In this way, Zhang Kuang will be able to get a bye. Then the senior sister only needs to win Lian Rongsheng to get the chance to enter the sword mound. Then let's help the senior sister by the way. Thinking of this, Fang Chen stepped forward and said, "I want to challenge."

Everyone was taken aback, and then Li Lanfeng understood Fang Chen's intentions, and his serious expression eased a lot, "Have you thought about it?"

Just as Fang Chen was about to answer, he suddenly felt the weight of several gazes falling on his body. He looked up and saw Zong Zhang Chunyang and his party sitting opposite the competition stage, all looking at him at this moment.

Zhang Chunyang just glanced at him indifferently, and then continued to close his eyes to rest his mind, Wu Qingfeng's eyes were full of jokes, and Song Huiyang's originally indifferent face now had a faint murderous intent.

snort!I just challenged your son, you actually want to kill me!Fang Chen's expression turned cold, and he said in a deep voice, "I've made up my mind!"

Although Li Lanfeng knew what happened, he could only shake his head secretly, "Please invite Junior Brother Song and Junior Brother Fang to come on stage, the loser will lose the qualification to enter the Sword Tomb."

Standing still on the stage, Fang Chen looked at Song Ruifeng coldly. Like a father, like a son, he originally wanted to keep his hand, but now it seems that there is no need for it!

"Although I don't know what method you used to get out of the ranks of trash, but I have to say, you are really good at courting death." It seemed that Song Ruifeng's face had no other expressions except contempt.

"Can we start?" Fang Chen didn't have the slightest intention to talk to Song Ruifeng, but just looked at Li Lanfeng and said indifferently.

"Okay." Li Lanfeng was slightly taken aback, and then quickly got off the stage.

"Sing!" A cold light flashed, and the long sword was unsheathed. It was not until Fang Chen swung the sword towards Song Ruifeng that the sound of the sword came out.

Song Ruifeng confronted Fang Chen with a sullen face, and said with anger in contempt: "Even if you understand the meaning of the sword, to me, you! You are still a waste!"

As soon as the words fell, Song Ruifeng's sword intent gushed out from his body, and the strong wind howled up lifted the long hair of the two of them.

Seeing this, Fang Chen's mouth twitched into a sneer, and the sword intent in his body shot up into the sky, and a cold glow flickered in the space around him.

The entire martial arts arena was full of chilling intentions, and everyone watching the battle felt a chill on their necks, as if a sharp sword would strike at them in the next moment.

Unexpectedly, before the two sword intents clashed, Song Ruifeng's sword intent suddenly lost its momentum, like a subject seeing a king, it seemed to be trembling.

(End of this chapter)