Chapter 320: Triple Sword Power, Red Dust Smiles

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"This is the third epee!" In the room where the four elders were, the second elder exclaimed, his face full of surprise.

Ghosts are only in the middle stage of the Battle King Realm. If they comprehend the triple sword power, it would be too terrifying. Many people would not be able to comprehend it even in the late stage of the Battle King, or even at the peak of the Battle King.

Once you comprehend the power of the third heavy sword, you will have the strength to become a king.

"No, it's not the power of the sword, but the combat technique. It's a strange combat technique." The third elder shook his head. Although the sword just disappeared in a flash, it couldn't escape their capture.

"It's really not a sword move. It's just a combat technique. If you understand the third heavy sword move, then it's okay?" The second elder thought about the blow just now, and quickly understood.

Even if he was on the side of the Great Elder, he did not hesitate to praise Xiao Fan.

"I suddenly remembered a person who had comprehended the third epee sword in the middle of the King of War." The fourth elder said suddenly.

"Who?" The second elder asked without thinking.

"Sneering Blade!" The Fourth Elder took a deep breath and said.

The second elder and the third elder showed surprise on their faces. When they raised the sneer blade, they are high-level figures in the life and death arena, and everyone knows them.

That was a legend in the life-and-death arena of the Lihuo Emperor Capital. In half a year, he won consecutive victories, breaking the record that had been maintained for hundreds of years.

Five years later, this record is still maintained, and no one has broken it!

"Compared to Sneering Blade, he's still far behind. Let's wait until he can win a hundred victories." The Great Elder's face was extremely ugly, and his heart was full of murderous intent.

What is rare is that the third elder did not refute. In his heart, at least for the time being, no one can surpass the sneer blade.

Ghosts can't do it, and neither can Heavenly Remnants!

On the stage of life and death battle, Ghost Shadow covered his arm with one hand, half kneeling on the ground, his cold eyes stared at Xiao Fan like a bloodthirsty beast.

Xiao Fan's eyes were very calm, he let the blood flow down his chest, and walked towards the ghost step by step with the Shura sword.

"You have actually comprehended the third epee!" Ghosting gritted his teeth and stood up, forcefully resisting the pain of losing his arm, "You are fine, I thought I would not perform this move until after ninety rounds, you It's worth dying for me."

Xiao Fan's footsteps did not stop at all, he had undoubtedly touched the edge of the third epee just now, and grasped something somewhere.

But it is lost between the fingers, just like trying to hold quicksand, the tighter you hold, the more you lose.

He needs a hearty battle, to pierce this barrier, to touch that trace of understanding, even if he knows it is death, he will not hesitate.

It is said in the morning that death in the evening is enough!

"The sea of ​​blood is raging!"

The ghost shadow roared, and blood-colored mist suddenly filled his body, and the mist turned into a storm blade, killing Xiao Fan from all directions.

At the same time, the ghost image disappeared in vain, completely disappeared, as if it disappeared out of thin air.

puff!

Xiao Fan's arm was pierced by a sword, he struck out, and was torn apart in the bloody storm, but there was nothing.

"You can't even catch my shadow, what are you going to use to fight me?" Ghost Shadow's haughty voice sounded, countless sharp swords appeared one after another, Xiao Fan was covered in blood.

The next moment, he slowly closed his eyes, quietly sensing the changes in his surroundings, and using it with two purposes, while comprehending the third epee's power, while resisting the attack of the ghost.

One sword!

Two swords!

Ten swords!

...

Ghost Shadow seemed not to want to kill Xiao Fan immediately, cutting every inch of Xiao Fan's skin with one sword after another.

Xiao Fan's eyes were extremely calm, as if he was not the one who was bleeding, and there was no trace of pain on his face, despite the sword slashing at him.

At the same time, his shots became faster and faster. At first, ten swords could only block one sword, but gradually, he could block two swords, and then three swords.

After half a cup of tea, there was almost no intact part on Xiao Fan's body, blood seeped into his clothes and dripped down his arms.

Wherever the feet passed, scarlet footprints were left.

"It's terrible perseverance, this is not dead!" Seeing this scene on the pupil screen of the fourth elder, he couldn't help but shiver.

As the sword cut through his body, an ordinary war king, or even a war emperor, would probably not be able to bear this kind of pain long ago, even if he bleeds, he would die.

However, Xiao Fan's back was always straight and straight, without any bending.

"Have you noticed that his sword is getting faster and faster, why do I feel that this kid is not fighting the enemy, but realizing the sword." The second elder also shuddered.

"If this son does not die, he will become a great weapon in the future." The third elder took a deep breath and said.

"Third Elder, why don't you let me have this son? Don't you already have a disability?" The Second Elder suddenly looked at the Third Elder with a smile and said, with a flattering smile on his face.

"Didn't you just say that the ghost is not the opponent of the ghost?" The third elder smiled playfully, as if he would not agree to kill me.

"Hehe." The second elder smiled awkwardly and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Let's see, it's not sure yet." The Great Elder said with a gloomy expression.

If it is true what the Second Elder said, this kid is realizing the sword, and if the next 30 games are arranged by the Third Elder, who knows how far this kid will grow.

"wind!"

After dozens of breaths, Xiao Fan suddenly moved, and countless white sword shadows bloomed from his body, densely packed, covering every corner of the void.

puff!

Suddenly, a figure fell out, the robe on his body was torn to pieces, and the mask on his face was also split, revealing a ferocious face with extremely blood red eyes.

Clang! He flew upside down for more than ten meters before stopping, leaving a deep bloodstain on the ground, and the blood sword was deeply inserted into the battle platform.

"Is this not dead?" The crowd was horrified, looking at the two blood men on the stage of life and death, feeling numb all over.

"Bastard!" The ghost roared and rushed out. Above his head, a bloody long sword whizzed out, and he turned somersaults in the void.

With a clang, he pulled out the blood sword, turned it upside down in the void, and rushed towards Xiao Fan like a spiral.

"Seventh Grade War Soul Blood Shadow Sword? Isn't this the black and white impermanence of Xuangong?"

"That's right, it's Heiwuchang. I didn't see that face clearly just now. I thought I was wrong. I didn't recognize him for a while. No wonder he didn't show his fighting spirit. This is deliberately hiding his identity."

"If Hei Wuchang is killed by a ghost in the arena of life and death, his twin brother Bai Wuchang will definitely come to take revenge. I heard that Bai Wuchang is one of the most promising genius disciples who will enter the inner court this year. He is stronger than his brother Hei Wuchang. a lot."

The crowd looked at the ghost in horror, no, to be precise, it was Heiwuchang, with shock in their eyes.

"Impermanence in black and white?" Xiao Fan frowned, with a strange look on his face, and immediately thought of those two characters in the legend of the previous life.

I didn't expect that I would become Hei Wuchang's opponent in this life. What would happen if I killed him?

Xiao Fan didn't care about Xuangong disciples at all, as long as he stood on the stage of life and death, only one person would survive in the end.

Thinking of this, Xiao Fan slowly raised the Asura Sword in his hand, and a faint sword force burst out from his body.

"Triple sword power, Hong Chen laughs!"