Chapter 1790

In fact, Xu Fan did not see weapons as very important. After all, he once stood on the top of the starry sky.

In the face of absolute strength, weapons are just floating clouds. It's hard for Murong Feng to survive with his own breath. But after all, his cultivation is too low. Moreover, Murong Feng's strength is much higher than his own. Moreover, Murong Feng is a swordsman, so it's no problem to step over and kill the enemy, not to mention himself.

Xu Fan looked at the weapons on the weapon rack neatly placed, with all kinds of swords, guns, swords and sticks, and even a few halberds painted by Fang Tian on one side. After thinking about it, Xu Fan finally decided to use the sword. If his current skills, pure Yang footwork and pure Yang body method are combined with pure Yang Sword method, it may not be impossible for him to win.

"Thank you for your compliment, old man. I believe I would like you without today's event. Ha ha, but the victory was decided on the martial arts stage. I hope the old man can keep his promise. At that time, we may not be able to drink and have fun." Xu Fan said.

"Ha ha, smelly boy still doesn't believe me. Don't worry. If Murong Feng doesn't say anything, he can do it. As long as you win, we Murong family won't trouble you any more. Today, everything is written off. Of course, the premise is that you can win, but I'm not my stupid nephew. If you want to win me, I'm afraid you'll have to go back to my mother's womb to practice for a few years." Murong Feng said confidently.

Xu Fan looked at Murong Feng with a smile and said, "old man, we've talked about it for a long time. In this case, it's better to see the real move on hand. I hope the old man can show his real strength without mercy. I won't respect the old man."

Murong Feng with a confident smile on his face, when he heard Xu Fan say respect for the elderly, he was not happy and said: "hum, I'm old. Ha ha, there's a saying that Jiang is still old and spicy, and I'm not old. At least it's easy to deal with you. Don't say it. Choose your weapon and start." With that, Murong Feng stepped back two steps, obviously did not want to talk with Xu Fan.

Xu fan saw the angry Murong Feng also slightly bowed his head and laughed, then took a sword from the weapon rack and walked to the opposite place ten meters away from Murong Feng.

Xu Fan looks at the straight Murong Feng who is standing with the sword still standing. He also knows that this is a competition with uneven power. I'm afraid his biggest reliance is the sword. It's too difficult to defeat Murong Feng with hard power.

With the sound of Long Li, the situation in the challenge arena suddenly changed.

At the beginning, just after shouting, Murong Feng pulled out the sword from the scabbard. At this time, Xu Fan, who was closest to the sword, seemed to hear a dragon chant, and dark clouds came from the clear sky.

"It's called Longyin. It's forged from tianwai's black iron. It's said that the black iron was swallowed by a dragon who was going to rob and ascend to heaven. Unexpectedly, the dragon was not allowed by the way of heaven. It dropped 981 lightning bolts and directly killed the dragon." Murong Feng finished and looked at the knife in his hand.

Then Murong Feng continued with a very proud look: "the Dragon corpses are all gone with the disappearance of the thunder, only a trace of the Dragon essence and blood and tianwai xuantie fuse together again. Finally, my father got this xuantie and forged this dragon blood sword. Every time the sword is put out, the Dragon will not be willing to disturb people's mind. Boy, I don't want to bully you, But it's beyond my control. I'm sorry. Take the knife

After listening to Murong Feng's words, Xu Fan also despised the dragon. He thought that the dragon blood he saw at that time could not be controlled by a rookie like you.

Xu Fan sees Murong Feng rushing towards him and knows that Murong Feng is not Murong's abstinence.

If it's Murong, you can avoid it, but Murong peak can't.

Once he uses the pure Yang footwork to move away, I'm afraid that Murong Feng's cultivation can't be desired. He can further control his pace in the second attack, and once he is suppressed by Murong Feng's attack, I'm afraid he won't have any chance to counterattack. Xu Fan also knows that Murong Feng is to oppress his defense.

When Murong peak is still three meters away, Xu Fan will not retreat but welcome it.

Xu Fan just picked up his sword and pointed it at Murong peak. Murong peak killed him head on.

Xu Fan's sword tip collides with the handle of the sword in Murong Feng's hand. Xu fan is repulsed by Murong Feng's huge impact. Xu fan is not in a hurry. When he is repulsed again, he stabs the sword to the ground. Xu Fan's whole body soars into the air. At this time, Xu fan uses pure Yang Sword technique.

Murong Feng was also surprised to see Xu Fan's whole body flying. He remembered his nephew Murong's defeat. However, he didn't mean that he would stop killing. Murong Feng thought that Xu Fan would still attack his head and quickly used his internal power to protect his head. With his strong cultivation, Murong Feng didn't pay attention to Xu Fan's attack at all.

Of course, Xu Fan won't do what Murong Feng wanted. When everyone thought that Xu Fan was going to stab the head of Murong peak, Xu Fan's center of gravity sank, flew to the back of Murong peak, stabbed the sword to the ground again, and directly hung it upside down to slide the sword to the crotch of Murong peak.

Murong Feng never dreamed that Xu Fan's mind was so vicious that he wanted to kill his son and grandson. However, Murong Feng, who had just gathered his internal power on his head to defend Xu Fan's death, had no time to adjust his defense.

Xu Fan at this time also silly eyes, shrink Yang, see Murong peak directly shrink Yang, make Xu Fan this record upside down gold hook just cut Murong peak's butt.

"Boy, I didn't expect that you are young, but you are so insidious. If I hadn't learned a lot, and even studied the contraction of Yang, I'm afraid I'd have to die this time. Hum, it seems that I underestimated you." Murong Feng said coldly.

"Ha ha, I'm really sorry. I really can't help it. I want to beat you directly, but I can't do it. I can only think of some ways to win by surprise, but the old man is really powerful. I admire him." Xu fan saw Murong peak seemed to move the real fire, smile back.

"Hum, just now I wanted to be lenient. I won't do it this time. I can even kill things outside the boundary with this move. Boy, be careful. Take it." Murong Feng cried out.

When Xu Fan heard the ghost cry, he was also shocked. It seems that the old man is going to be serious.

Murong Feng raised his sword, and his power rose instantly. The whole person burst out a fierce breath like a giant beast. The cry of ghosts means that ghosts cry for him. I don't know whether ghosts cry or not. Anyway, Xu Fan wants to cry now.

Murong Feng leaps up with his sword. He leans forward, his body and the sword merge into one, and splits towards Xu Fan.