Chapter 1744: Three hundred twenty two

Chapter 1744 Chapter 322: Passed
Even if the sky and the earth were dim and there was only the light of thunder, Wu Lan still only took a glance to see the divine sword in Yang Fan's hand.
If Wang Xun's information is correct, the name of this sword is Pingshi.
When Wu Lan heard this name for the first time, she was a little sneered, thinking that the Chixia Wild King was really arrogant.
Because even the divine sword cast by Yuanzhou Xu's family is nothing more than Qingshuang, Ziyin, Liuying, Flying Fire, highlighting the material or power.
But the spirit sword that Wushuang Yewang only forged overnight, but it was called a fair thing, this kind of arrogance was simply ridiculous.
But when Wu Lan really saw this divine sword, she couldn't smile at all. Not only couldn't she smile, but she also felt shocked.
Because the Wuzong-level powerhouse can already feel what terrifying power is condensed in this sword of peace.
The waves were not cut apart by Jianguang, but retreated and shattered.
"It would be a shame if such a divine sword sinks to the bottom of the sea!"
Unexpectedly, such a thought flashed in Wu Lan's mind, and she involuntarily approached the unsinking Peace Signal.
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The strong approached unkindly, so clear in the mirror image.
Mi Bai is naturally very worried, but there is nothing he can do about the distance of thousands of miles.
But how could Wang Yu aimlessly? Since he said that there is no risk, it is the golden rule.
For a moment, Wang Nian, who had been thousands of miles away, descended on the Pingshi Sword, and for a moment, the trance-looking Yang Fan felt that the Pingshi Sword was completely out of control.
The spirit sword seemed to have consciousness, clinging to him, flew out from the mast, and plunged into the waves.
The endless sea water was salty and bitter, but it lifted Yang Fan's spirit. The liquid that adhered to the skin was like thousands of pairs of gentle hands, soothing his exhausted and dried up mental energy.
Yang Fan, who had recovered a bit of clarity, looked around, and the bottom of the sea was clearly visible because of the brilliant sword.
The original spiritual power of the water travels into the sea, and the fluctuations spread to the four directions. The pieces floating in the sea are instantly crushed, and the aura is turned into fragments and swallowed by the sea.
Then the force soared into the sky, and Yang Fan was taken up by the Excalibur again, the surge resembling a throne, pushing the young man holding the Excalibur with one hand out of the sea.
The sea area where the huge waves had just returned to the sky was actually calm at this time, as if the scene of the last day was just an illusion.
Yongquan pushed Yang Fan higher and higher, and Wu Lan's face became more and more ugly.
The wind calmed down, the waves calmed down, and the shipwreck was completely out of sight. I could faintly hear the snoring of the squad master being backlashed. The soaring wave column seemed to mock the design of the fire department.
At this time, it would be too much to talk about reason. With the concealment of the black cloud, the secret technique of concealing the aura was brazenly shot, and he wanted to directly kill Yang Fan.
Wu Zong had 10,000 ways to kill the mortal boy, so Wu Lan's mouth raised slightly after the spirit skill was released, wanting to watch Yang Fan die in pain.
But so immortal, the divine sword that was originally held high above his head suddenly folded in front of him, with a "ding" that blocked the sneak attack.
The attacked peace sword reacted fiercely, and the inherent law of the thunderbolt attacked back brazenly. The intense electricity momentary time was more dazzling than the scorching sun, and the entire sea area was illuminated transparently.
After a brief glare, the black clouds in the sky have been dispelled, revealing a few battle divisions who are at a loss as to what to do, and the Shenzhou Sky Surveying Ship of the Wang Xunhuo Department at a higher level.
There is also a man with half-length charred in the sky nearby, enduring the pain and shouting madly: "Kill him, give me, kill him!"
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Wushuang Academy, Dean's Room
"The real test will begin immediately."
Tang Luo, who had left Wang Nian, said to Mi Bai: "Now, it depends on how Yang Fan chooses."
Mi Bai, who had been pulling her heart and looking at the mirror, froze, and asked, "What do you mean?"
"Now that he knows how to use the Excalibur correctly, then he has more choices."
Tang Luo leaned comfortably on the back of the chair, letting out his crossed ten fingers and laying them flat on the armrests on both sides, tapping his five fingers back and forth like playing, looking at the teenager in the mirror, as if looking forward to a certain big show.
"The dean seems to be looking forward to it?"
Mi Bai was a little puzzled.
"It is naturally worth looking forward to to see more possibilities."
Tang Luo smiled and said in a leisurely way: "The world is boring because there are few choices. Many people's kindness is not from their original intentions, but they have no choice. Because they have neither the strength to overcome others nor the cruelty to overcome themselves, they can only Pretending to be obedient, hoping to be kind to others while treating others in the same way."
"Yang Fan is not such a person."
Mi Bai surely said: "He is different from other children. He has the strength to be better than others, but also the cruelty to be strict with himself. What is more rare is that he will also weigh others. If such children are If you can't pass the test, there must be a problem with the test itself."
It is rare to hear Tang Luoqi who answered so surely from Mi Bai: "You seem to have confidence in Yang Fan?"
"He grew up when Mi Bai was a child."
Mi Bai said seriously: "It's also the kind of special that can be remembered even after seeing thousands of different children."
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The Excalibur has spirit and has the correct way to open it.
Unlike slashing wildly, Yang Fan, who was standing on the water column, understood how to use the peace sword in his hand correctly.
Feeling that the water column underneath can change shape with his own mind at any time, Yang Fan feels as if he has become the master of the endless sea.
The teachers in the same formation need to use different formation methods. The young man holding the Pingshi Sword feels that he has a certain connection with the endless sea.
This connection gave the young people more choices. For example, facing the Shenzhou Sky Survey, which was slowly descending in the distance, and dozens of hundreds of figures flying out of the Shenzhou, Yang Fan didn't feel much scared. .
Fighting is definitely not possible. After all, the scary source of Thunder just made the person in front of him injured but not dead, and God knows how many masters are in the Sky Survey Shenzhou, so the fight must be impossible.
But he can escape, his hometown is under his feet. As long as he sinks to the bottom of the sea, with the help of the divine sword, his chances of escape will be greatly increased.
"It's a pity that I haven't learned one mind and two purposes."
Yang Fan turned his head and looked at the semi-sink safety sign behind him. The young man smiled and flicked the divine sword back, then raised his head and squinted, watching the splendid co-attacks in the sky, dancing with a cynical smile on his face. Jianhua said: "Yang Fan, the disciple of Wushuang Inner Courtyard, will teach you great tricks."
The water column surging on the sea is the lonely road of a young man, and on the back of the gorgeous aura, is the safe signal that is pushed away from the battlefield by the waves, as fast as a fish.
In the nine-story White Jade Sword Pavilion Council in Zhongying City, looking at the young man with firm eyes in the mirror, the sword masters and sword sects raised their hands.
After several breaths, more than half of the senators passed the decision of Jiange, and the first Langhuan Sword Master opened his eyes and said to Jianshuai lightly: "Let Xiaoqi do things."
(End of this chapter)