Chapter 363: A Battle of Attention

Jian Bufan suddenly stepped onto the stage. No one thought that the first round of finals was over, but he chose to fight Ye Wushuang.

Moreover, both of them are disciples of the Ancient Spirit Sect!

"what happened?"

The Gu Lingzong side also started discussing, and all the disciples were puzzled, Jian Bufan and Ye Wushuang had a good relationship, why would they choose to fight at this time?

At the front, Nangong Liuyun and a group of elders watched, with a wry smile on their faces, how could they not see through some of them at this age.

Therefore, they did not stop them. After all, the younger generation, if they are less competitive and less energetic, they are not young anymore.

A pair of eyes stared closely at the battle platform, and Jian Bufan stood with his sword in his arms, sharpening like a sword about to burst into flames.

"This battle came very late!"

Jian Bufan said with a sigh, this battle has been set for a long time.

"Don't compete for the top ten?" Ye Wushuang asked with a faint smile, standing opposite Jian Bufan, his expression was very calm.

"This battle, I believe, is more worth looking forward to than entering the top ten. Besides, you may not be able to beat me."

Jian Bufan smiled freely and freely.

For him, entering the top ten is not as good as the battle with Ye Wushuang. He believes that this battle will bring him more and better things than entering the top ten!

The crowd is also impressed by this smile.

In the crowd, many people knew that Jian Bufan and Ye Wushuang were not enemies. On the contrary, they were best friends and brothers, but they were also the most anticipated opponents of each other.

To Jian Bufan, the fight with Ye Wushuang was above all else.

Feeling the fighting spirit of the two people on the battle stage, for some reason, everyone felt envious in their hearts. It is enough to live a lifetime and win a respected opponent!

It's a pity that they don't have such an opponent!

"In that case, let's fight."

Ye Wushuang had some understanding of Jian Bufan's character. Now that he had decided, he had to fight, right now.

Hearing this, the crowd also looked forward to it.

They don't know how strong Ye Wushuang is, how sharp Jian Bufan's sword is, so they are looking forward to this unknown battle. Who will win between the two?

Jian Bufan nodded and said: "In order not to affect the duel later, you and I will each strike one blow, and one blow will determine the outcome."

Ye Wushuang replied: "Yes, but before that, I have to speak clearly."

Jian Bufan asked: "What are you talking about?"

Ye Wushuang smiled and said, "Looking beyond the horizon, does what you say count?"

Before the battle of the Man God, looking a hundred miles away, Jian Bufan said, if Ye Wushuang defeats him and joins the Ling Xiao Pavilion, why not!

"Of course it counts, but don't be too confident!" Jian Bufan shook his head and smiled, how could he not know what Ye Wushuang was thinking.

Ling Xiaoge is good, and the people are good, he is happy, but the premise is that Ye Wushuang wants to defeat him.

Jian Bufan's gaze became sharper, with a flash of sharpness, the Feixue sword in his arms couldn't hold back, and with a clang, it came out of its sheath in an instant!

Fighting in all directions, it was like entering a cold winter, and suddenly felt icy cold, which made one shiver involuntarily.

Flying snow sword, one sword Flying snow!

A snowflake was born in the void and bloomed in an instant, as if condensing all of Jian Bufan's swordsmanship, it was even more frightening than the sword of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

call out!

Jian Bufan is not polite, and giving the strongest blow is the respect for Ye Wushuang. The sword intent and power of his body are poured into Feixue sword without leaving any room.

The sharpness of the Feixue sword became stronger, the void was pierced, and the power of space was absorbed into the sword body, stabbing at Ye Wushuang, and a wave of sword momentum drove the air in the void, turning into a storm and circling.

"This sword intent is so strong!"

Beizhe Yunzhuo, Wudao, Liu Tianlan and other geniuses were shocked. They all paid attention to this battle. Jian Bufan's Flying Snow Sword was more powerful than before. raging.

"He really has hidden a lot of strength!"

Feeling the terror of the Feixue Sword, Jian Bufan must have had a great opportunity before that.

"cut!"

Gazing away, Ye Wushuang pulled out the Dragon Blood Saber, with 40% invincible sword intent blessing, full of domineering, invincible, and killing!

boom!

Ye Wushuang also took a step forward, infusing the terrifying dragon spirit true energy, the dragon blood sword circulated in the dragon shadow, and a terrifying sword intent spread out, extremely tyrannical, trying to wipe everything out.

cut!

As soon as the dragon blood sword was raised, it gathered momentum and slashed, and the blood-colored light of the sword flashed out, so dazzling, so bright, as if it wanted to dye the world with blood.

The sword light cut down, as if absorbing the power of heaven and earth, it became stronger and sharper, and the void made the sound of tremors and explosions.

A huge storm is also hovering in all directions!

Swish Swish Swish!

One after another looked like a moment, turning to Ye Wushuang's knife, and a sound of surprise burst out.

Jian Bufan's sword has endless sword intent and icy coldness, which already makes one's heart tremble, while Ye Wushuang's sword has an invincible sword intent, tyrannical and chilling, making people powerless.

"break!"

Two low voices came out from the mouths of Ye Wushuang and Jian Bufan almost at the same time, before their knives and swords collided, the two violent storms had already collided.

Boom!

At the moment of the collision, the battle platform trembled, and the void exploded. The chaotic air flow submerged the battle platform, and at the same time, the figures of Ye Wushuang and Jian Bufan were also submerged.

Bass!

In the battle arena, many people stepped forward boldly, wanting to see the outcome of this battle.

The storm collided, Ye Wushuang's sword and Jian Bufan's sword hadn't clashed yet, who would win and who would lose, and the result hadn't come out yet, they all had a glimmer of expectation.

Clang!

Under the attention of the crowd, amidst the storm, there was a sound of metal and iron clanging.

"Crash together!" The crowd outside couldn't see clearly, but after hearing this voice, they knew that the two people on the battle stage had already confronted each other.

Boom!

Then, a violent shock wave raged, carrying terrifying destructive power, which made some people turn pale with horror.

"Go back!"

Many people shouted anxiously, this kind of impact is too terrible, if it is contaminated on the body, it is afraid that it will inevitably peel off a layer of skin.

In the sky, the giant old man's eyes widened, and with a wave of one hand, a mask suddenly shrouded the battle platform, blocking the terrifying shock wave!

After a long, long time, the turmoil gradually dissipated.

The two figures on the battle platform gradually became clear and appeared in the sight of everyone.

"Who's winning?"

The crowd also came to their senses, steadied their bodies, and focused their eyes on the two of them. At this moment, the Feixue Sword had been sheathed, and the Dragon Blood War Saber was also put away.

"Sure enough, it didn't disappoint me!"

Jian Bufan laughed.

"Your words, now it's time to count."

Ye Wushuang also looked at each other and smiled.

Hearing this, Jian Bufan nodded, slightly speechless, "You bastard, you really know how to plan!"

After saying something inexplicable, Jian Bufan turned around and walked off the stage. He lost this battle, which marked the end of this round of competition.