Chapter 456

There was an uproar on the field. Mo Fan stood in the field. The black brake had never come out of the sheath and quietly stood on the ground. He had defeated more than a dozen masters in a row, all of whom settled the universe with one sword and did not even move.

How calm! How chic!

"Next." He still speaks lightly.

But the audience has been boiling for a long time. What is the reason for this beautiful man? He has defeated dozens of masters in a row. He has defeated the enemy with one swordsmanship. He is really unheard of.

And on the stage, Murong Ziyi looked sad. She didn't know whether she should be happy or sad. This scene taught her not to believe it.

I thought that I had no more chance, what a lady's sword was, what a peerless beauty, and I had no hope. Looking at the way the two fell in love, what kind of despair she had originally given up, but in the imperial capital, she saw the person she longed for again, and a trace of hope overflowed from the bottom of her heart. . But every time I think of Lady Sword, I always know that I have no hope.

So, she decided to marry in the world and let another relationship end this relationship, but he suddenly appeared and stood on the scene to defeat all her extravagant with her peerless demeanor.

What should I do? The last genius would not play tricks on her like this!

And Yu Yi, who was beside her, began to shout, shouting that she couldn't beat her brother, and she was depressed and helpless.

And Lao Shi and Xiao Qi have grown up. Mr. Mo, who looks polite, is actually such a master. He has never seen this swordsmanship before, and I'm afraid he is much more powerful than the most powerful person he knows.

And the expressions on the faces of the three old men were also wonderful. They knew that Mo Fan was not an ordinary person, but they never thought that he would be such a master.

In Mo Fanzhuo's position, it is obvious that this winning streak has suppressed everyone.

He turned his head and said to the master of ceremonies under the stage, "If no one is playing, can it be over?"

The master of ceremonies has long been stunned. He has not announced several victories. He is also a player. He has long heard that Jianghu celebrities will participate this time. He is just a player in the middle reaches. He knows the people who have just played. They are basically upstream players. Ordinary players call them a group of masters, but here There is no way to do it in people's hands. In this case, his brain decisively failed.

"Uh..." The master of ceremonies was asked by Mo Fan and came to his senses. In this situation, the martial arts competition was cold?

Just as the master of ceremonies hesitated, a burst of laughter came from the audience, from far to near.

"There are many talented people in the world. You should underestimate the heroes in the world."

Then I saw a person flying on the stage. When I saw the people coming, the audience suddenly boiled up. Everyone knows this person. He is a lone master in the top ten of the sky list. He is good at swordsmanship. Although he doesn't know where the teacher is, he challenges the masters everywhere. He has the demeanor of fighting gods at the beginning. Naturally, it goes without saying that martial arts belongs to the style of peerless masters. Domain.

Mo Fan took a look at the teenager about 17 or 18 years old in front of him, nodded slightly and said, "Then let's start."

The teenager became famous when he was young and energetic. At present, he was very unhappy and said, "I am a nameless loser under me."

Mo Fan's face remained unchanged and his tone was faint: "Then I have to beat me."

Mo Fan's lure words were really a little sarcastic to the teenager. He said, "I'm proud, remember the person who defeated you."

After saying that, the sword came out of its sheath and suddenly overflowed with cold, but it was a good sword.

"The name of the sword is Han Ling, which is cast by the craftsman Euro."

Mo Fan raised his eyebrows. He had heard of this name in Yu Yi's mouth. He was the first person to admire Yu Yi's sword. He could watch the sword through the sheath. He was definitely not an ordinary person, and this teenager had something to do with it and seemed to be a strange person.

Mo Fan looked at the black brake in his hand, his wrist shook, and the scabbard suddenly fell everywhere. He said, "The scabbard is disrespectful to the magic craftsman. The name of the sword is black brake, which is cast by a hammer of a master-level blacksmith."

Ao Tian took a look at the sword in Mo Fan's hand, but it is only 1 level, but this person still has some ability to have this level of sword.

However, a sword is not enough to see.

"You fight against the enemy continuously, and I will let you make a move first." Ao Tian was calm, and his momentum suddenly rose.

Mo Fan's eyebrows moved slightly, but the teenager's kung fu was not weak.

He said, "Then I'm welcome."

After saying that, he only saw a flash of a figure. Mo Fan had already appeared three feet away from the proud sky. What the sword front pointed to was his throat.

Ao Tian's pupil was slightly wide, but he was not panicked. For him, this situation was not a desperate situation, but how could this man's light work be so powerful? His air machine locked him, but at that moment, he could not feel the man's movements.

He didn't have time to think about it. The sword was already in his throat. He waved a sword to block the sword.

Mo Fan's face remained unchanged, and a sword stabbed out again, and the teenager catched it again.

Suddenly, the two fought in one place, and Mo Fan took action like an electrician. Later, it turned out that the man was a human sword and a sword, and the man was on the left, but the sword was on the right, but it was indescribably elegant and chic, dazzling.

The young man's swordsmanship is also not weak. He blocked the left and the right, but he strictly prevented Mo Fan's swordsmanship, but his heart was full of storms. He had never seen such swordsmanship, as if there were sword shadows in heaven and earth. If he hadn't practiced a self-created swordsmanship left by his predecessors, he could hardly have prevented it.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this!" The audience has been noisy for a long time.

"I don't know." Almost half of the people began to shake their heads. They didn't know this swordsmanship.

"This... This is too powerful. The speed of the sword is very difficult to defend. How can I fight it?"

In Yu Yining's divine field, he also had a good attainments in kendo. He could see Mo Fan's swordsmanship. At this time, Lao Shi asked, "Mr. Mo, what kind of swordsmanship is this?"

Yu Yi frowned slightly and said, "I don't know what swordsmanship this is, but it is certain that this is definitely a peerless swordsmanship, and my brother's body skills, light kung fu, should be peerless, otherwise it can't match this set of swordsmanship."

A full set of peerless grades!

Rich and handsome?

Suddenly, everyone upstairs came up with such an idea.

At this time, Murong Ziyi, who was silent beside her, opened her mouth and said, "This swordsmanship should be the jade girl swordsmanship of the ancient tomb school."

"Is Mr. Mo from the Tomb School?" The three old men said quickly.

"Well, his strongest swordsmanship was learned in this ancient tomb." Murong Ziyi frowned slightly and said.

The ancient tomb school.

Everyone looked at each other and said that this ancient tomb school is undoubtedly the most famous one of the two strange people today, the jade girl plain heart sword.

Is Mr. Mo the jade girl's plain heart sword?

Everyone shook their heads.

Impossible, impossible.

Everyone quickly denied this idea. Will a strange person live in a small city in the north for so long? Impossible, impossible.

Everyone began to shake their heads.

As he spoke, there had been changes in the field. Mo Fan's move "cold moon peeped at people", and a "split flower brushed the willows" immediately broke the teenager's defense net and put a sword against his throat.

This teenager's swordsmanship is good, but he is immature. He only relies on the level of swordsmanship to exert his power, not his own mastery.

"I... lost." The teenager was stunned. This sentence lost was not like admitting defeat, but a question for himself.

"Concession."

Mo Fan took his sword, stepped back a few times, and said.