Chapter 155 Is It Useful to Admit Defeat?

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Chapter 155 Is admitting defeat useful?

The expressions of everyone in the Sword Dynasty were extremely ugly, Xiao Fan was blatantly threatening.

Do not agree? He said that he would leave himself and others behind.

agree? He is also a head shorter than the people of the Dayan Dynasty.

Cui Qiu turned his head and glanced at the old man in the distance, seeing the old man nodding slightly, Cui Qiu heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Okay."

He could only comfort himself in his heart, you are the king of the dynasty after all, and it is nothing to be short of you, and when you lose later, he will cut off your head, and then you, Dayan, will have nothing to say.

"Who's coming?" Xiao Fan held the Shura sword in his hand and scanned the people of the Sword Dynasty, a sharp aura flickered faintly.

"I'll kill you!" A crisp voice sounded, but I saw a woman in white walking towards the center of the field, her eyes were extremely cold, as if she wanted to eat Xiao Fan alive.

"The defeated general?" Xiao Fan smiled, and recognized the person who came at a glance. It was the woman who fought against him at the Soul Beast Mountain Range that day, and then asked, "How many nights are you?"

"Remember, the person who killed you is Qiye!" Qiye said coldly, and killed Xiao Fan without saying hello.

"This name is really ugly! It's not as good as Qitian." Xiao Fan shook his head, Qiye really thought that he had the strength in the Soul Beast Mountain Range back then.

"die!"

Qiye yelled softly, her movements were very soft, countless sword qi bloomed on her body, and the sharp sword pointed directly at Xiao Fan's eyebrows.

"As I said, your sword is too fancy." Xiao Fan squinted his eyes, but when the sword energy approached, he moved his feet, leaving an afterimage on the spot, and when he reappeared, he was already behind Qiye.

"Be careful seven nights!" The people from Sword Dynasty reminded in time.

However, it was too late, Xiao Fan flicked the sword spine lightly, and the sword in Qiye's hand suddenly fell off.

"Bastard!" Qiye yelled angrily. Last time, he accidentally knocked down the sword in his hand, but it's only been a while, and he hit him with all his strength, but he couldn't do anything to him.

Qiye really wanted to kill Xiao Fan, but as soon as she took a step forward, there was a chill on the top of her neck, and if she took another step forward, her throat would definitely be cut.

"One life, I give it back to you!" Xiao Fan retracted his long sword, held a sword flower, stood with one hand behind his back, and looked at the people of the Sword Dynasty.

"I haven't lost yet!" Qiye shuddered, and suddenly swung a palm towards Xiao Fan.

"roll!"

Xiao Fan glared angrily, a majestic aura rushed out, Qi Yezhi felt a sense of suffocation, and a bitter chill made her shiver badly.

However, she still didn't take back her palm, and came to Xiao Fan in a daze.

"Don't think that I don't kill women!" Xiao Fan didn't have any good temper, he directly raised his domineering fist, and the terrifying wind roared.

"Crack!"

There was a sound of collision, Qiye's body flew upside down, blood spattered from his mouth, he looked at Xiao Fan with resentment, and shrugged his right hand directly, this is not because Xiao Fan shot with all his strength, otherwise it would not only be as simple as a broken bone .

"You have won this battle!" Cui Qiu took a deep breath, his face extremely ugly. This result was different from what he had imagined. He originally thought he would be able to sweep Cultivator Dayan, but now it seems that Xiao Fan is a variable.

"You King is mighty." The crowd shouted excitedly, two out of three rounds, there are four more, as long as they win two more rounds.

"Who else?" Xiao Fan stood in the center of the field, scanning the remaining four nights in the seven nights.

The crowd fell silent for a moment. Could it be that Xiao Fan wanted to fight two games in a row?

In a corner in the distance, there were three figures standing. Seeing this scene, a trace of excitement flashed in their eyes.

"Father, it's still your eyes that are as bright as a torch. Xiao Fan alone may be able to challenge the rest of the people." Yun Luoyu smiled and said.

"This time, the Sword Dynasty came to test the details of my Dayan. It would be best for him to solve it alone. After all, this is not a real competition. After three months, all the twelve dynasties will gather in the Xueyue Dynasty, and that will be the real competition." Contest." King Yan shook his head, "Luo Yu, Luo Xue, next you all need to cultivate hard."

"It's the father." Yun Luoyu and Yun Luoxue nodded. They didn't know that the strongest young generation of the Sword Dynasty was not Qiye, but several other people.

The people of the Sword Dynasty were silent. They had said before that they challenged the younger generation of the Yan Dynasty, but they didn't say that they couldn't fight twice.

"I'm coming!" After a long time, a voice sounded, and a young man in black roared towards him. The violent aura on his body made Xiao Fan frown.

In the middle of the Zhanzong Realm! The aura emanating from this young man is much stronger than Qiye and Siye.

"Can I kill people now?" Xiao Fan looked at Cui Qiu in the distance and said, his eyes were extremely cold.

He didn't have a good impression of Qiye. The first time he saw him and his party, they wanted to kill him.

Those who kill, always kill them, this is Xiao Fan's code of conduct!

"Boy, don't be too rampant. Do you think that you are great after defeating Qiye? I will kill you at Erye!" The man in black smiled ferociously, and a cold murderous aura burst out.

"Speaking of arrogance, who are you arrogance, brought seven trash, to challenge my entire Dayan Dynasty, now, roll over and die." Xiao Fan smiled coldly, extremely domineering.

This is a world where the strong are respected. When others are domineering to him, he can only be more domineering to others in order to restrain the other party.

"Black Flame Slash!"

Erye's eyes trembled, and he charged at Xiao Fan without saying hello. Above his head, the seventh-grade battle spirit Black Flame Sword was suspended, and a sword energy composed of black flames surged out.

The black flame was gloomy and icy cold. Xiao Fan felt as if his body was frozen, his whole body trembled slightly, mobilizing the soul power in his body, and the chill dissipated immediately.

Seeing that the flaming sword energy was about to devour Xiao Fan, a sneer appeared on the corner of Erye's mouth, and with a puff, the flaming sword energy completely devoured Xiao Fan.

"That's all." Erye smiled indifferently, and slowly turned around to leave, with a look of pride on his face.

However, he found that the monks around looked at him as if they were fools, which made Erye feel cold all over.

"Erye, he's behind you!" shouted the injured Siye.

Hearing the words, Erye slashed the long sword in his hand towards the back, and a sword qi roared out. Almost at the same time, a fierce coldness from the opposite side rushed towards him. It was a huge fist of soul power.

How could Erye's casual strike be the opponent of Xiao Fan's all-out attack? Even though Erye was in the middle stage of the Zhanzong Realm, Xiao Fan's soul power was the purest, and he was only one step away from the middle stage of the Zhanzong Realm. Yao, the realm gap between the two can be completely ignored.

With Xiao Fan's comprehension in combat skills, it is enough to completely kill Erye in an instant.

boom! The domineering and ferocious punch shattered the sword light, and hit Erye's chest fiercely. Erye only felt that his bones were broken, as if his body didn't belong to him anymore.

"How is it possible, you clearly comprehend the sword power, how can you still display such a powerful fist power!" Er Ye's heart trembled violently, and his whole body was almost desperate.

Xiao Fan sneered, raised his right hand, and instantly grabbed Erye's neck.

"We admit defeat in this battle." Cui Qiu shouted hastily.

"Admit defeat? Is it useful to admit defeat?" Xiao Fan looked at Cui Qiu playfully, twisted his hand, Erye's neck suddenly broke, and then threw it in front of Cui Qiu like a dead dog.