Leng Fan listened to this person, feeling that this person's self-confidence surpassed him, and he immediately replied: "Then wait and see, I will also see how strong your sword is."
The test began in the next moment. First, Leng Fan made the shot. It was not that he couldn't stabilize, but that although he despised the opponent in his mouth, he did not have any thoughts of despising the opponent in action, so he took the lead and made the shot very fast.
Na Cang Gang was startled and immediately retreated, because Leng Fan's sudden offensive was really strong, he didn't dare to take it directly, so he could only take a step back and launch a counterattack.
With a clear sound of "ming", the two swords collided, and then a concave shape appeared at the center of their people, and the two of them stood at the lowest point of the concave shape.
Leng Fan tried harder and directly forced the opponent out of the pit, and then directly caught up, swinging a sword again with a sword aura.
Cang Gang was forced back again, after all he flew several kilometers.
Cang Song, who was watching the battle next to him, asked Daokun, "How many styles have you learned about the Heaven Slashing Sword as an apprentice?"
Daokun shook his head and replied: "I don't know at the moment, but half a year ago, he could only know the second pose. If he learns the third pose, I think your junior is definitely not his opponent."
Cang Song leaked a wry smile, and replied: "I knew he would slash the sky sword. I would definitely not agree to the competition anymore. This is all for abuse!"
Daokun hesitated, and replied: "I transmitted the sound to my disciple and told him not to use the Zhantian style."
Cang Song smiled and said: "Then I'm not welcome, haha."
Leng Fan quickly received the master's voice transmission, only he heard it, and after he heard it, there was no obvious reaction. He continued to swing the sword to compete with the opponent.
Over the past ten years, Leng Fan has spent most of his time practicing kendo, but after going down the mountain, when encountering many enemies, he was unwilling to use kendo for a long time to win, issuing the strongest moves and ending the battle in a short time.
Leng Fan's sword flew fast, and there were no unnecessary movements. Each sword could make the opponent feel the pressure of Tarzan. On the contrary, the opponent's sword release at this time is always slow, so it automatically enters the defense from the beginning, and it is getting more and more difficult.
"It's been five minutes now, why haven't I lost yet?" Leng Fan fought back at this moment.
After Cang Gang heard this, his face was red with anger, but there was absolutely no way he could do it, and he was very suffocated, because he still had a lot of moves to perform, but these moves took a second or two to prepare, but Leng Fan continued for a second. No time will be given to him, sharp moves are one after another.
Ten minutes later, Cang Gang had already given up a bit in his will. He couldn't hold on, and kept backing up, but Leng Fan just wanted to keep up. No matter what decision he made, Leng Fan's sword would be as fast as possible. Keep up.
"Hey" Cang Song sighed, and said to Daokun, "My junior has lost in actual combat. What kind of cultivation did you disciple go through, and why are the moves so coherent? Even I don't necessarily have his rhythm. ?"
Daokun smiled and said: "He has really worked hard in the past ten years. He has almost died in the abyss several times. His opponents have always been stronger than him because I never let him fight the weak."
"In the abyss? Are you really willing?" Cang Song said.
Daokun sighed and said, "Fortunately, he has survived. As long as people come out of the edge of death, their combat effectiveness will be much stronger than those of the same rank."
Just when the two of them were commenting on how Leng Fan grew up, that Cang Gang was already forced into a blind spot, which meant that he would be able to walk five ways soon, and there was no suspense when he was defeated.
"I don't accept, I don't accept..." Cang Gang said loudly, but he could only argue, his sword was picked up by Leng Fan.
"What's the dissatisfaction?" Leng Fan grabbed the opponent's sword and knew from this move that he had won.
"I haven't used the strongest move yet." Cang Gang replied loudly.
Leng Fan smiled and said: "That's right, so that the opponent can't fight back, this is the way to win, anyway, I have already defeated you."
"I don't accept, I don't accept..." This Cang Gang was still yelling, and he could see that he still wanted to take up a sword to fight.
"Cang Gang, don't lose face to our Cang family. If you lose, you lose. Our Cang family can't afford to lose." Cang Song exclaimed very dissatisfied.
After Cang Gang heard this voice, he immediately dared not speak.
Cang Ying drew his sword at this moment, took a step forward, and said to Leng Fan: "Friend, my goshawk challenges you."
Leng Fan replied: "I accept the challenge."
As soon as Leng Fan's words fell, Goshawk made a move, his speed was much faster than Canggang just now, and the sword also had a powerful and fierce sword aura.
Leng Fan swung a sword, and Leng Fan's reaction was quick. After all, the kind of people who walked out of the edge of death for more than ten years had already developed their reaction speed.
Leng Fan was forced to retreat by this sword three steps, this is the difference in strength, or the difference in spiritual power, the opponent is stronger than him in spiritual power.
Goshawk caught up, learning how Leng Fan had just played against Cang Gang, so that Leng Fan was not prepared to fight back.
"Brother, come on, he can't hold it anymore." Cang Gang started as a cheerleader next to him.
But he was about to be disappointed soon, because even if Leng Fan was suppressed, he had many ways to counterattack. First, he would avoid the opponent's moves with clever movements, and then move flexibly to give him enough time to counterattack.
With a sound of "Dang", Leng Fan forced the Goshawk back with a sword, and then he moved his sword madly, blocking the route that his opponent could avoid.
When Cang Song saw this, he smiled bitterly: "I learned very quickly, but I am seriously lacking in experience. It seems that after returning this time, I should send them to a dangerous place to practice."
Daokun did not respond from the side.
Leng Fan made a quick sword, and the tip of the sword pierced past.
Goshawk blocked this sword with the sword body, but the power of this sword was too strong. He was directly picked up and flew up. The sword in his hand almost didn't hold it, but the hand holding the sword was already trembling slightly.
As soon as the Goshawk stabilized his body, Cang Gang shouted: "Brother, be careful."
Goshawk felt dangerous when he heard this sound. He raised his head and saw a sword stabbed over. His expression solidified, he smelled the smell of death from this moment of time. It was a feeling he had never felt before. His eyes were fixed on the sword, Jian Jian was stabs quickly, and his whole body could not do it. Any response.
"Don't..." Cang Gang shouted loudly, because in his eyes, a sword was directly inserted into Goshawk's body from above.
