Chapter 259: is it hard?

Is the second and fifth chapters difficult?
Xue Yulong screamed wildly, and his soul power was concentrated on the long sword. With one step, the white light rain bloomed in the void, and the sky light rain condensed into countless sword energy, like flying snowflakes.
The snowflakes were crystal clear, peerless and fierce, covering a radius of ten meters, and Xiao Fan fell into it.
However, Xiao Fan was still very calm, standing still, with countless white sword rain branded in his pupils, as if he was deducing something.
"Die!"
Xue Yulong laughed wildly, and the endless sword rain shot at Xiao Fan like a thousand arrows, the wind roared, and the sound of the sword breaking through the void sounded.
Xiao Fan squinted his eyes, and suddenly raised his palm casually. A silver brilliance bloomed from his fingertips and disappeared in a flash. The brilliance only appeared for a moment, and then disappeared without a trace.
At this moment, the flood of light and rain exploded, Xue Yulong let out a miserable scream, the long sword flew out, and the right arm was cut from the place next to the shoulder, and the blood rain swayed.
"Red Dust Kill!"
Xiao Fan whispered, as if he had done a trivial thing.
The crowd of onlookers twitched fiercely, staring at all this dumbfounded, they didn't know how Xiao Fan hurt Xue Yulong without a sword.
"Good precise control, using soul power to transform swords and simulating swordsmanship and combat skills, every step is controlled very finely."
"It's not just that simple. It's obviously reached the point where there is no sword in his hand and a sword in his heart. Only a strong warlord can do this. No wonder he said that Xue Yulong is not worthy of his sword. This is definitely not arrogant. This strength!"
"Xue Yulong can also be regarded as the leader of the younger generation, but it is a pity that he was born at an untimely time and came across the enchanting Xiao Fan!"
Those powerful warlords were talking, looking at Xiao Fan with shocked eyes, Xue Wuxi waited for Xue Family Warlord to move around, but Fu Bo and others stopped their way instantly.
"Xue is endless, move your muscles and bones with me." Fu Bo spit out a faint word, and then took the initiative to attack, Xiao Fan has the upper hand, no accident, Xue Yulong will undoubtedly die.
"Since you are looking for death, this emperor will make you perfect!" Xue Wuxi's eyes were cold, and Xue Yulong, as the Emperor Xueyue, could not die here.
In addition, the Eight Great Wars Emperor Realm also took action, and Guo Shichen and others took the Xueyue Fourth War Emperor towards the sky.
At this time, Xiao Fan was still standing there calmly, like an ancient well, without happiness or anger.
"Your kendo is not weaker than others? Is this your complacent, self-righteous kendo?" Xiao Fan looked at Xue Yulong with disdain, and then walked towards Xue Yulong step by step.
Xue Yulong had disheveled hair, his eyes were blood red, and he covered his broken arm with one hand and grinned. If his eyes could kill people, Xiao Fan had no idea how many times he had died.
"The emperor!" The Four Great Kings who protected Xue Yulong, rushed towards Xiao Fan.
"Your opponent is us." Fatty and Yingfeng came forward without hesitation, Xue Yulong must die, and no one can change this ending.
"Xiao Fan, have the ability to let me die under your sword!" Xue Yulong took a deep breath, the fear on his face disappeared.
This is the end of the matter, and he knows that his ending is doomed, and his skills are not as good as others, and he can't blame anyone.
"Okay!" Xiao Fan readily agreed. Xue Yulong may not be worthy of being his opponent, but as the master of a dynasty, he also has his own dignity, which Xiao Fan will not trample on.
In the sense of the eyes, Xue Yulong is also a generation of heroes, but unfortunately he was too ambitious and chose the wrong opponent.
"The snow sea is boundless!"
Xiao Fan moved, the Asura sword flickered, and the white sword energy flickered in the sky, like snowflakes dancing, covering every corner, countless sword energy roaring in the void.
"This?" The crowd shrank when they saw this scene, and their eyes were filled with surprise.
Isn't this Xueyue Thirteen Swords? How can Xiao Fan be too!
Moreover, the sword that Xiao Fan used was more skillful than the sword Xue Yulong used before, as if he had been immersed in Xueyue's thirteen swords for many years.
With the same sword, Xiao Fan displayed a much stronger power, but at this moment the sword maker and the target of the attack were completely swapped.
Puff puff!
Countless sword qi pierced Xue Yulong's body, blood shot violently, Xue Yulong's heart was also extremely restless, and his eyes were filled with unbelief.
However, Xiao Fan didn't stop there, the Shura sword trembled, and the sword aura was vertical and horizontal.
"Tianxue Feihong!"
"Snow drifts like silk!"
"The wind returns to the snow!"
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Voices came out from Xiao Fan's mouth. His swordsmanship became more and more fierce, and his power became more and more astonishing. Xue Yulong didn't have any power to fight back, completely becoming a living target.
"Xueyue Fenghua!"
With a light tremor, countless white sword glows appeared in vain in the void. The sword glows were connected end to end, layered on top of each other, and snowflakes were flying, like a dancing fairy of Xueyue. In an instant, the countless sword glows condensed into a handle of ice crystals. , Fairy Xueyue seemed to be alive.
The crowd sucked in air, and many people even thought they were dazzled. The scene looked like the playback just now.
"puff!"
The Ice Crystal Sword penetrated Xue Yulong's body, his royal robe was soaked in blood, and he knelt on the ground on one knee, his body trembling constantly, almost only a breath left.
"Xiao Fan can even use the twelve swords of Xueyue's thirteen swords. Has he learned this sword technique before?"
"It should be, otherwise he wouldn't know the flaws of Xueyue's Thirteen Swords, and it would be even more impossible for him to do tricks."
"If that's the case, then Xiao Fan isn't a wicked evildoer, it's just that he is lucky."
The hearts of those strong warlords were also extremely restless. Many people believed that Xiao Fan must have learned Xueyue's thirteen swords, otherwise it would be impossible to easily defeat Xueyulong.
"Impossible, how can you know Xueyue Thirteen Swords! It must be the Xue Yuxuan, who told you the secrets of the family not to pass on to you an outsider!" Xue Yulong roared heartbreakingly. At this moment, he hates most Not Xiao Fan, but Xue Yuxuan.
Xue Wuxiong and the others who were fighting high in the sky seemed to understand something instantly. Xiao Fan and Xue Yuxuan walked very close. It is very likely that Xue Yuxuan told Xiao Fan about Xueyue's thirteen swords.
"I just learned it from you, can't it?" Xiao Fan sneered, he didn't want to blame Xue Yuxuan on this matter.
"You learned it? Are you really a fool?" Xue Yulong grinned.
Don't say he doesn't believe it, even those who are strong in the battle emperor don't believe it. How can it be possible to steal the opponent's combat skills in battle, and to be able to use it to the point of such a high level of skill in an instant? !
"Is it difficult?" Xiao Fan shook his head, and then suddenly raised the Shura sword in his hand, and white snow fell in the void. With the Shura sword as the center, it kept circling and condensed into a huge sword light.
From a distance, the sword light looked like a crescent moon, shining bright and clear, and shed ten thousand strands of silver brilliance, making Xiao Fan's transcendence set off.
"Xue Zhongyue? This is the thirteenth sword?" Xue Wuxiu and the others shrank. It was a sword that even they had never learned, because this sword has long been buried in the dust of history, but at this moment it has been Xiao Fan showed up.
If Xue Yuxuan told Xiao Fan, there would only be twelve swords at most, because Xue Yuxuan would not know the thirteenth sword!
Does it really mean the Xueyue Thirteen Swords that Xiao Fan had just learned in battle?