"Who is that? But Jindan Realm, dares to be so arrogant? Haven't you seen that Senior Brother Hua, who was just late in the Nascent Soul, defeated with one move?"

"Inner disciple Ji Zhaoxuan! He is taciturn and inconspicuous on weekdays. He didn't expect that he would stand up at this time!"

"Okay! He is worthy of being a disciple of my Tianjian Sect. Although he knows he is defeated, he still dares to draw his sword! With this alone, he is the best among the inner disciples!"

...

The disciples of the Tianjian Sect who were watching were talking, some were disdainful, some were admired, and some were admired.

Li Fan turned a deaf ear to the sounds around him and looked directly at Mr. Bai: "Mr.'s strength must be far superior to me. But if you only talk about your understanding of kendo, I'm afraid Mr. may not be better than me."

Li Fan was full of confidence, but Mr. Bai smiled slightly and did not refute.

"So today's competition, we only compare who is better than the kendo, no less than the strength!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present was stunned.

"Is this to let the other party maintain the cultivation level at the Golden Pill Realm and then compete?"

"Can this still happen?"

"Bah! Shameless!"

"But I think this is not impossible. After all, this guest's cultivation is unfathomable. If he really does his best, he may only be able to defeat him by the senior brother."

Facing Li Fan's somewhat rude request, Mr. Bai didn't care. He nodded and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I never bully the small ones for the big ones."

After saying that, the unpredictable aura that originally appeared on his body calmed down instantly. He became like Ji Zhaoxuan, who was possessed by Li Fan, and had only the late stage of the Golden Pill cultivation.

Li Fan bowed his hand and looked solemn: "Since that's the case..."

"Look at the sword!"

Before he could say the word "Sword" but Li Fan had actually started.

When the audience heard Li Fan's roar, a phantom of a giant sword had already arrived in the world.

Falling from the sky, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Mr. Bai's head.

There seemed to be countless different divine swords inserted around the giant sword. The giant sword was like an emperor of the sword, attracting countless sword energy and light intertwined.

At the scene, all the disciples of Tianjian Sect who watched the battle could not control their natal swords when the giant sword appeared. They flew out one after another, floated in the air, and their swords were whistling slightly, as if they were meeting.

Not only that, even the entire Tianjian Sect was shaking slightly.

It seemed as if something was awakening deep in the Tianjian Sect.

This earth-shaking scene naturally attracted the attention of all the cultivators of the Tianjian Sect.

Countless figures came one after another.

A drunk monk who was holding a wine gourd and was even more drunk, which made everyone present exclaim in unison: "Is it my senior brother?!"

"Senior Brother is here!"

Situ Yao, the Tianjian Sect, was not as cynical as usual at this moment, with a serious expression, staring at Li Fan and Mr. Bai who were competing.

The changes outside the field seem to have no effect on these two people at all.

The moment when the giant sword phantom accompanied the appearance of ten thousand swords, a trace of surprise flashed in Mr. Bai's eyes.

Because he realized that the wooden sword in his hand suddenly became much lighter.

It's like...

The sword art condensed on the wooden sword instantly moved to the other party!

"Fake the Heavenly Dao, plus my understanding of the wonder of Mu Jiantian. Unexpectedly, it is enough to instantly seize control of Xuanhuang Jiandao!"

"But Mr. Bai is the incarnation of Xuanhuang Heavenly Dao after all, so this false method of erroneous Heavenly Dao must not be reborn."

“So there is only one chance!”

Li Fan's heart was unprecedentedly calm.

Under his control, the giant sword changed from virtual to real, and thousands of swords around him also appeared.

It was like a torrential rain, suddenly appearing.

Countless sharp swords tear apart the space, forming a terrifying storm, sweeping across the surroundings.

Everyone present was disgusted and dodged behind.

But there are still many Nascent Souls, even the god-transforming monks, who are swaying from time to time by the sudden storm of Ten Thousand Swords, and cannot control their bodies.

Not to mention those disciples with lower cultivation.

"What a joke, this can be used by the Golden Dan Realm?"

"Can you know, Ji Zhaoxuan has been hiding his cultivation?"

"Monster, I was lucky enough to see two monsters showdown today!"

The raging sword energy obscured the vision of most people.

But Hedao and the strong men above Hedao were still staring at the center of the storm without blinking.

They were a little shocked to see that in the face of this killing move of destruction, Mr. Bai did not dodge or dodge.

Any of those countless sharp swords roared and bombarded themselves.

But what's strange is that these swords did not cause any damage to Mr. Bai.

Instead, it is like a rock sinking into the sea and snow drifting into the water.

It disappeared silently.

But the wooden sword in Mr. Bai's hand seemed to have become alive again.

The storm of Ten Thousand Swords is endless and there is no intention to calm down for a while. However, Li Fan quietly lost his trace in the storm.

Mr. Bai had no intention of fighting back, but was standing quietly in the middle of the storm.

"Xuanhuang Sword..."

"I didn't expect that there are people in the world who can master it to this point. It's amazing!"

Mr. Bai sincerely praised.

"It's a pity that these alone can't beat me."

Mr. Bai's words echoed in the storm of Ten Thousand Swords.

His gaze was floating, trying to lock in Li Fan's position.

However, at this moment, Li Fan had already transformed into a sword with his body and merged into thousands of sword paths. Even if Mr. Bai was the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao, he could not find Li Fan for a while.

Ten thousand swords roared, and finally ushered in the most violent moment before it was about to calm down.

At the moment when countless sword lights bloomed, a seemingly ordinary wooden sword was hidden in it.

He flew quietly towards Mr. Bai, moving forward without hesitation, full of determination!

At first it was just like ordinary kendo.

However, as the wooden sword became faster and faster, its momentum became stronger and stronger.

Like the raging fire spreading across the sky, or like a shooting star illuminating the darkness.

In comparison, all the other swords in the storm appear dull.

"This is..." Situ Yao, who was watching the battle at this moment, and all the elders of the Tianjian Sect, all showed shock and regret.

Because this is the strongest sword inspired by one's own life.

It's also the last sword.

Sword of life!

Mr. Bai naturally also saw the background of this sword.

He couldn't help but hesitate.

It's just a competition, there's really no need to take the life of the young man opposite for the victory or defeat.

and……

The other party’s understanding of swordsmanship is indeed rare in the world. It is not weaker than oneself.

At this critical moment, every extra talent is good for the Xuanhuang Realm. It’s a pity to die in vain.

As longing turned sharply, Mr. Bai had already made a decision.

"I admit defeat."

The moment he said that, he unlocked his cultivation limit.

Using the power of the longevity, he forcibly reversed the process of Li Fan's burning life.

but……

Li Fan had no intention of giving up at all.

Even though the sword's power has been lost, the body's speed still remains unabated.
Chapter completed!