Dragon Sovereign

Zhang Fan's steps stopped when he passed platform 4, but he saw a battle on platform 4.

Ye Xuan's fight with a man.

Ye Xuan was holding a long sword in her right hand, and her energy was shaking on her body. At this time, Zhang Fan's eyes were a little surprised. Judging from the fluctuating energy, her strength at least reached the level of division grade five to seven.

The opponent's strength is lower than that of Ye Xuan in terms of shaking energy.

At this time, ye Xuan's small face was full of serious color, and looked very beautiful.

With the sound of "Tianxuan sword", ye Xuan's sword suddenly burst into a dazzling light. When it was hard and shaking, it formed a huge whirl in front of her. Zhang Fan's surprise was even deeper.

He has never seen Ye Xuan fight with anyone, so he doesn't know what ye Xuan's real strength is. Another point is Ye Xuan's spirit.

The man saw a little girl suddenly burst out such a fierce attack. He was surprised. When his left hand spread out and grasped, a wave of energy rose up. The weapon in his right hand burst out in the direction of Ye Xuan.

The energy of one red and one green suddenly collided with each other. However, because of the difference in strength, the man's attack only weakened Ye Xuan's attack. Although the sword whirl weakened, it still galloped towards the man.

"Burning fist" man's breathing slightly smothering, at that moment, his left hand took a weapon, the whole right arm, red awn rose again, accompanied by a low voice, a fist shadow swept up in an instant.

Ye Xuan's long black hair flutters with her right hand sword, and the whole person gallops up among the green awns. When the sword whirls and the man's attack are superimposed together, the ripples spread out, and ye Xuan's body belt drives the green awn through.

"Hum"

the shaking and crisp voice sounded, and ye Xuan's long sword also reached the position three inches in front of the man.

Zhang Fan was a little surprised. He didn't realize that ye Xuan was also a sword master. But from his point of view, ye Xuan may have performed very well, but she didn't achieve a complete accomplishment in sword use.

Even he didn't dare to say that his swordsmanship had reached its peak. Ye Xuan still lacked something, some basic things. The attack routine just now was perfect, which made outsiders look surprised. However, when the expert looked at the door, what he saw in Ye Xuan's early stage was the skill on the sword.

However, he still has some admiration. Ye Xuan's strength is still very strong, and she has clear thinking in the battle. Although there is something missing in the sword, it also covers up the past under the perfect routine. If he scores, he will give ye Xuan at least 80 points.

after all, if you just give him 60 points, maybe you can't give him the best score. If you give him 60 points, you can't give him the best score In pursuit of perfection, the first thing to do is not to be satisfied, not to feel satisfied with your performance, because maybe you will also stagnate.

The man who fought against Ye Xuan was stunned. Looking at the sword less than three inches from her chest, he looked lost. He took a deep breath and said frankly, "I lost"

the old man's sentencing voice also followed. Ye Xuan's small face at this time burst into a beautiful smile, but he watched the man who fought against Ye Xuan stay for a while.

When ye Xuan turns around, she suddenly sees Zhang Fan's figure. At this time, the color of praise on his face is not gone, which makes Ye Xuan feel even more happy. He is admiring himself. When he thinks of this, two groups of ruddy rose slowly from her little face. The whole person is very touching. Many men below open their mouths and show their faces The color of obsession.

This is especially true for those who lean in the direction of Zhang Fan, because they can see that ye Xuan's eyes are looking this way.

But the man who was on the same stage with Ye Xuan knew something. First of all, he could see it very clearly.

After they walk down the platform, Ziling comes to Ye Xuan quickly. At this time, ye Xuan looks in the direction of Zhang Fan and finds that Zhang Fan has left.

But her heart is still full of joy, as if, Zhang Fangang just praise, as if to recognize her general feeling.

"Miss, what are you looking at?" Ziling looked at Ye Xuan and looked up in that direction. She found that there was no one there, but she knew that it was Mr. Feng who could make her miss like this.

"He came just now," Ye Xuan said happily.

"So, did you see Miss Feng's fight?" although Ziling thought of it, she couldn't help showing a look of joy on her face when she said it herself."Well," Ye Xuan nodded gently.

"That young lady must perform well," Ziling said happily.

At this time, ye Xuan nodded heavily.

Zhang Fan saw Ouyang xian'er after he came to the sixth battle platform. At this time, many people around Ouyang xian'er were chatting up there. Ouyang xian'er's good-looking eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and his expression was slightly disgusting. But Zhang Fan knew Ouyang xian'er's character, and even if it was disgusting, he would not say it himself.

"This girl, her heart is good." Zhang Fan whispered and walked over. If Ouyang xian'er was really Ye Xuan's temper, I'm afraid she would directly use the sword.

"xian'er, did you compete"

a gentle voice sounded. Ouyang xian'er quickly turned around and saw Zhang Fan, quickly came to him and grabbed his clothes, as if afraid of something.

"No," Ouyang xian'er gently shook her head and said, "did you win, young master?"

"well," Zhang Fan nodded with a smile.

"Young master has always been the best" Ouyang xian'er can't help saying that from the beginning of Wudou hall to now, she is a complete witness, witnessing how Zhang Fan went from a waste to the present

and she fully understands the hardships. When she thinks about it, she will feel distressed.

The conversation between the two made the people who chatted up with Ouyang xian'er sneer at the same time. He naturally saw the best look of these people, but he didn't care much. If he wanted to fight, he would accompany him at any time. No matter how strong you are, it's absolutely impossible for him to say a word of fear.

"608 vs. 615" old voice sounded, Zhang Fan raised his head, if he remember correctly, Ouyang xian'er number plate is 608, so he looked at Ouyang xian'er and said: "it's your turn, good performance, I believe you"

"well" Ouyang xian'er nodded happily and walked up to the battlefield.

After Ouyang xian'er stepped on the platform, he looked at Zhang Fan's direction. At this time, Zhang Fan nodded to her, stretched out his right hand and clenched his fist.

Looking at Zhang Fan's look, Ouyang xian'er nodded gently and said that he would go to cangyun college together, so he must not pull down. In order to continue to follow her young master, she must work harder.

With the sound of the beginning, the two men on the stage also began to attack. Zhang Fan also made a decision at this time. At night, he must exercise. Ouyang xian'er, a little effect is also an effect.

"Boy, this girl is yours." at this time, a voice interrupted his thinking, turned his head and found a man looking at him with a joking smile.

But Zhang Fan glanced and turned his head, he generally will not take the initiative to provoke others, but if the other party provokes him first, he will never let the other party feel better.

the man was obviously stunned, and Zhang Fan's performance was disdain for himself

his eyes narrowed slightly, and his right hand grabbed Zhang Fan. At the moment when the man moved, the dazzling purple awn moved, and a long sword was directly on the man's neck.

Morin's eyes fell on the man who was killed and said calmly: "don't provoke me, or I will die"

the man's hands were stiff there, and his eyes were slightly frightened. That Morin's eyes made him feel Zhang Fan's cold killing, as if he really continued to grasp, and his head was about to move.

Zhang Fan coldly glanced at the man again and raised the swordsman. Instead of looking at him, his eyes fell on the stage again, just like Ouyang xian'er, who has been dancing with beautiful butterflies.

And the man trembled at this time, took his hand back, and did not dare to provoke Zhang Fan again. He turned his body. There was no way. Zhang Fan's performance just now made him understand that the young man in front of him was also a man of great strength.

"Dream butterfly"

a very beautiful voice sounded, floating directly in the purple awn, dozens of them, the purple butterfly instantly floated up, and the instant blooming looked very charming.

The flowing purple awn became very soft at that moment. At this time, Ouyang xian'er's eyes were covered with purple.

The dream Purple Butterfly danced around Ouyang Xianer, as if there were no murderers, but in less than a second, they flapped their wings one after another, and the gorgeous purple awn was brought up.

"How beautiful" many people around exclaimed, looking at the beautiful dancing butterfly, and at the same time revealed the confusion, not only they, Zhang Fan's eyes also instantly revealed the confusion, looking at the purple butterflies, giving people a very enchanted feeling, and then he felt that his whole body began to relax, when he closed his eyes, the purple butterfly seemed to be Are deeply imprinted in my mind, are dancing in my mind, will be some of his previous life beautiful pictures have outlined.