Chapter 457

Ao Tian looked at Mo Fan. The person who defeated himself had no proud look on his face, as if defeating himself was just an ordinary thing.

In his eyes, is it not worth mentioning?

The teenager thought, and his heart was furious, but he was not a reckless person. At this time, when he was angry in public, wouldn't he surrender his identity and become unable to lose?

"May I ask your name, I'm so proud to be ashamed of you." He barely squeezed out a smile and said.

"Mo Fan." Mo Fan said with a faint voice.

Ao Tian read it several times. He felt very familiar with the name, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it. He said, "Well then." That's when I step down.

Mo Fan saw him leave and said nothing. For him, this was a martial arts competition, a martial arts competition that he could not lose.

Ao Tian was defeated. Seeing Mo Fan's jade girl swordsmanship, the audience was suddenly silent. Such a master was something they had never seen before.

Everyone is guessing, who is this?

Xiao Yuening held her forehead and sighed: This guy is really a muscle sometimes. How many people are you going to scare?

Xiao Yuening can see that Mo Fan is doing his best this time. Even if he is an ordinary master, he will go all out. Not to mention Ao Tian, this person has good talent and excellent swordsmanship, but in the hands of Mo Fan's kendo, he is still not enough.

"What are you doing? You are the first to play. Is this martial arts competition still interesting?" On the stage, a figure flashed, and a wisp of sea floated in front of his forehead, with a handsome face and evil-level beauty, but it was not fake.

The green jade sword was cold and slanted in his hand.

It's not a cold wind, but who is it?

When the audience saw the people coming clearly, the audience was boiling. Unlike this unknown master, this man was a famous figure in the world. How could everyone not recognize him?

"Sword Holy Cold Wind! Shit, I saw the cold wind!" Decisively, someone got excited.

"What's the matter with this man? He forced the swordsman to come out." Someone expressed his doubts rationally.

"I'll go! Do you want to bet? One person is addicted to gambling.

"It's beautiful this time!" At most, it is still this kind of person who begins to get excited secretly.

Is it the swordsman Hanfeng or this mysterious master?

In the field, Mo Fan said, "It should be said that you are too late to play."

"Then you're welcome." The two did not greet each other for a long time. A cold wind had stabbed a sword, and an ordinary sword stabbed straight over.

Mo Fan's pupils contracted slightly, and the cold wind's sword move was indeed simple, but what he learned was to break the swordsmanship and the world's martial arts. Now he has understood the third level of the situation. In one move, he naturally integrated into the essence of the sworddo. Even Mo Fan felt that there was no way to start.

But after all, Mo Fan is Mo Fan. The Mojia swordsmanship in the hundred swordsmanship is used by Tianzhi in a non-attack state. In the eyes of ordinary people, Mo Fan is just a light barrier. The cold wind sword can break the same barrier at any time.

But in the eyes of the cold wind, this is not the case. He felt an unprecedented pressure, as if this sword stabbed, it would be urgent.

There must be a powerful trick!

The cold wind came to this conclusion at the first time. Unexpectedly, the sword could not be stabbed. He had to change his sword move, turn it into a thorn to cut, and take Mo Fan's wrist.

Mo Fan seemed to have expected that his swordsmanship had changed, and he used a move to "wang around the world" and waved his sword straight.

The cold wind only felt a strong wind blowing on the face. At his feet, the swordsmanship changed again, and suddenly turned steep and dangerous. Mo Fan's split was blocked by a sudden upper fold of the cold wind.

He couldn't help smiling bitterly: This swordsman is the swordsman, and the cold wind is the cold wind. How can he be compared with those masters?

At present, I dare not neglect. The cold wind sword is taken from the peak of the five mountains. In these days, it is obviously more beneficial. As a means, the five kinds of swords continue to change freely and merge with each other. There is only one majestic and steep change, and Mo Fan has to use his full spirit to deal with it.

These days during the punishment period, I can't keep up with them.

Mo Fan couldn't help sighing in his heart that one month, the reality is not long, but it is only two years in the world. For ordinary players, it is just a problem of more and less internal strength growth, and for them, it is definitely a huge time like the difference between heaven and earth. Two years is enough to put their martial arts on another stage. Rank.

And now, the cold wind is obviously progressing rapidly. Above the swordsmanship, it has begun to suppress Mo Fan.

But he immersed ** hundreds of swordsmanship, and hundreds of swordsmanships are extensive and profound, and each swordsmanship has a different style. Sometimes his Mojia swordsmanship, sometimes the French swordsmanship, suddenly rigorous, suddenly loose, strange moves, making the cold wind often come out and weak, and the sword momentum abruptly stopped, aggrieved.

The two fought for nearly a hundred moves. You came and went, and the swords and shadows on the field were endless, and the cold wind shook a move and retreated more than ten feet.

Mo Fan did not mean to pursue and stood still.

The audience has been stunned for a long time. Such battles are simply overwhelmed. The moves are all wonderful moves, which are enough to benefit people a lot at a glance.

Is this the martial arts of the top characters in the world?

"Awesome." The cold wind gasped and said.

Mo Fan also breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, he didn't fight easily. The cold wind sword was forceful, and there was no defense. Obviously, it was the road of Dugu Jiujian. In addition to his Wuyue sword, he almost hung up several times. If it hadn't been for the comprehensiveness of hundreds of swordsmanship, it would be extremely wonderful. He was afraid that he would be defeated.

"There is no way to fight like this. How about we decide the winner with one move?" The cold wind said.

Mo Fan thought for a short time and nodded and agreed.

Now that the cold wind has come on the stage, others are probably eager to try. Even if they don't want to play with themselves, they can't play if the long list of zeros are placed there.

It's not a way to fight like this.

The cold wind was also rude and got a positive reply from Mo Fan. At the moment, he poked out a sword and gathered a little anger. Suddenly, it was his third move to break the kendo. At the historical plot, this move broke the tornado, and its power can be imagined.

Mo Fan inhaled slightly, but very calm. The black brake gently stroked, and a black sword flashed away.

A flash of glory!

Suddenly, the whole space was still. After three seconds, a lot of strong wind broke out. With a bang, as far as the audience, almost everyone leaned back, and the nearest master of ceremonies even rolled back, which was very embarrassed.

But in the field, the cold wind took a step back. Mo Fan frowned slightly and did not move.

The cold wind sighed, "I lost."

"Concession." Mo Fan took a step back, and his legs were almost paralyzed, and there were two footprints on the marble ring.

"Sword spirit...formed." Yu Yi looked upstairs, and his face was full of incredibleness.