Supreme Sword Soul

Chapter 230. Hidden Sword

After Huangfu Tian's breakthrough, he was full of self-confidence. The heavenly realm and the hundred refining realm are really not at the same level. Now he can blow up his original self with one punch.

As for the vague ominous feeling at the beginning, it was directly ignored by him. Look, isn't he fine now? He has successfully stepped into the heavenly realm. Where did he get the ominous feeling? It's just an illusion.

As for Ye Fan, he really didn't pay attention to it at all. Before he broke through, he didn't pay attention to it. After the breakthrough, he didn't pay much attention to it. He could crush him with one finger.

"There are still three days left. I will tear you to pieces in front of everyone and let everyone know the end of offending my Huangfu Tianyi and provoking my Huangfu family!" Huangfu Tian said with a big smile, and a cold breath emanated from his body.

Ye Fan did not know that Huangfu Tianyi had stepped into the second floor of the heavenly realm. Even if he knew it, he was confident that he could defeat him. This confidence came from his current strength.

Although I haven't tried it, judging from the strength of the three assassins who assassinated me last time, I can definitely win easily, instead of being beaten to spit blood and flee like last time.

The characteristic of the hundred refining realm is that the true element is far more than the condensation of the status realm. The hundred refining is the true element.

If the true element mass of the perfect status is 1, then the true element mass of the first layer of Bailianjing is 100. The explosive power and aggressiveness between the two are completely incomparable, and the gap is too big.

Only when you reach the Bailianjing can you know how fragile and ridiculous the previous Zhenyuan was, just like a chicken and a dog.

Three days passed quietly like this, and the day of the duel between Ye Fan and Huangfu Tianyi also came as scheduled.

In the duel field, countless spectators have been seated.

The highest place is the VIP box. Only some extremely powerful students and people with great backgrounds can sit. Of course, teachers and some old monsters can also come, but it is usually difficult to invite these people.

"Nonsense!" There was an angry voice in the first box of Tianzi.

Take a closer look, it is the extraordinary teacher, the wind is old and strange.

"Hey, I said, the wind is old, don't worry, sit down first." The other old man hurriedly said hello.

"How can I not be in a hurry? How can I win? The status is perfect for hundreds of refining. Does this result need to be discussed again? You just told me now." The old wind looked angry and scolded the two of them.

"How do I know that he is your disciple? I also came to tell you because it was fun." The last person said extremely depressedly.

"Lei Zhan, you also have today, the usual arrogance and domineering go there." The other person pointed to Lei Zhan and smiled unscrupulously.

"Old turtle, you laugh at me, and then laugh at me to kill you." Lei Zhan is a grumpy old man. He is at a loss in the face of the wind, but this guy also dares to provoke himself. He really can't stand it.

"Haha." The old man called the old turtle clapped his hands with a smile and didn't care at all.

"You two idiots, why don't you find a way to save him?" Mr. Feng is really anxious. He finally looked at a young man. Could it be that he was so short-lived and died in the hands of Tianyi?

"There's nothing we can do. The duel has been decided. With the witness of so many people, it can't be cancelled. If you want to intervene, you have to think about it. The anger of the Huangfu family is not a joke." The old man, called the old turtle, shook his head and said.

The old man called the old turtle is called the old man Dixuan. He is fascinated by the use of the golden earth arcane. The gold system is characterized by strong attack power, and this old man actually combines his defense with the earth system arcane to form a special gold brick, and the defense power has soared.

Even if he stands still, he can let the other party beat and spit blood by himself, and his attack method is very simple, that is, smashing people everywhere with gold bricks, no matter how powerful you are, knocking down a brick, and you spit blood.

"I said, Feng Wuying, don't be too pessimistic. If half of your apprentice dares to accept the challenge of the little doll of the Huangfu family, he must be sure in his heart, otherwise he will die." Lei Zhan patted the old man on the shoulder and comforted him.

"I hope so. The gap is really too big to be made up by anything." Feng Wuying frowned and looked worried.

"Don't worry, there is no shadow in the wind. We Jianxiu never do anything uncertain. How can Jianxiu lose to a knife repair?" A conceited voice came from outside the door.

I saw a middle-aged man with a long sword slowly walking in from the outside of the door. There was no sound between walking. Everyone was not aware of it, only the wind and shadow sensed a trace of movement.

"Zang Jian, do you think everyone is as conceited as you? It's right that sword cultivation is powerful, but knife cultivation doesn't seem to be worse than sword cultivation. Besides, there is a big difference in cultivation between the two. Tell me where do you get your self-confidence." Feng Wuying rolled his eyes directly and felt speechless about his blind self-confidence.

"What did you old man say about Zangjian? How dare you say that it's just a knife repair." An angry voice suddenly came from the room, and the same middle-aged man with a long knife slowly emerged from the void.

"How can you be brave when you are a defeated general?" The Tibetan sword glanced at him contemptuously and said this sentence lightly.

"Haha, Tibetan sword, Ba Dao, both of you are here. It's really lively. Tut, you two are old and still fighting, but every time it makes me feel good. Let's fight quickly." The old man Di Xuan clapped his hands and smiled, as if he was afraid that the world would not be chaotic.

"Don't worry, I will kill you, the old turtle, before I fight with him." The long sword on the back of the hidden sword came out of its sheath three inches, and the room was suddenly shrouded in a terrible sword gas, as if the next moment, it would be broken into a bucket.

"Yes, I will break your turtle shell little by little with my knife." The middle-aged man named Ba Dao showed a cruel smile.

"I'm wrong. You two go together. Do I still have a life? Just one is enough for me." The old man Di Xuan said with a smile.

"Ok, okay, you immortals, I'm about to die. You guys are all here to make a fuss." Feng Wuying held his forehead helplessly and said.

"Since it has happened, let him come, not to mention that I didn't say it casually." The Tibetan sword gently came to Feng Wuying's ear and said a few words.

The latter looked shocked and said in surprise: "Take this seriously"

"It's true, and there is no falsehood." It is rare to show a smile on the serious face of the sword.

PS: The last three, a little later, until the afternoon and evening.