Fantasy: My Brothers Are All Sons Of Fortune

At this time, Yang Xuan raised his head, looked upward at 45 degrees, and said slowly with his hands behind his back: "The two of us will be brothers from now on, let's call it Dage!"

"..."

After the air was quiet for a while, Bai Wanwan and Shen Fei said in unison, "Why?"

"Because I am a few months older than you."

"Who in the practice world ranks seniority by age."

"Oh? The two virtuous brothers mean to compete with Dage and me?"

Yang Xuan got cheeky again, as if he believed he could win, he changed his name directly.

"I think so too."

So the three of Yang Xuan came to the martial arts arena, and Yang Xuan said to Nannan and Li Bufan: "Next, pay attention to what you can understand. If there is anything you don't understand, write it down first and ask later."

"Okay, Dage (big brother)."

After the formation is turned on,

Yang Xuan was the first to speak: "Who will come first?"

"Then I'll go first." Shen Fei walked out.

Yang Xuan didn't say anything, and directly put the Realm on the same Realm as Shen Fei.

Both of them took out their own low-level spears and long swords, and they were tall and straight, looking at each other.

The momentum on his body began to rise sharply, his robes were windless and his hair was flying.

No one said who made the first move and who gave in to the other. When the two auras spread out,

"Peng!"

After the momentum collided, the two took a step back at the same time, and then they landed on the ground with one foot, their bodies were like two cannonballs, and they rushed towards each other at the same time, as fast as thunder, the gun raised and the sword fell, and the sword rose and the gun fell.

When the spears and swords intersected, the collision sound became shorter and more frequent.

At the beginning, Li Bufan could still see the moves of the two of them clearly, but later he could only see the afterimage of a group of guns and swords.

He had to close his eyes and try to remember the moves he had seen before.

In just half a quarter of an hour, Yang Xuan and Shen Fei directly fought hundreds of moves.

The figures criss-crossed and turned, tossing and turning, fighting hard.

Peng!

The last sound sounded, and the two quickly backed away and separated.

The chaotic atmosphere intertwined in the entire venue gradually subsided.

The two little guys opened their o-shaped mouths, and their eyes were full of adoring little stars.

Although they couldn't see the moves clearly afterward, the two people in the arena were back and forth, and the turbulent sword sword posture still made their blood boil, and they were mesmerized by watching.

"Brother Yang, with this ordinary move, even if we fight for three days and three nights, we may not be able to tell the winner, or we can use one move to determine the winner."

"Okay!" Yang Xuan readily agreed!

As soon as the voice fell, the momentum on the two of them suddenly changed.

I saw that Yang Xuan suddenly woke up like a peerless king who had been sleeping for many years. With the aura of a king looking down on the world, he came to Shen Fei Gai.

Shen Fei didn't show any weakness either, his whole body was like an ancient and shocking sword that had been covered in dust in the years, when it was unsheathed, its sharpness was peerless, that fierce killing Sword Qi, with an indomitable obsession, vowed to Cut the enemy under the sword.

The two shouted at the same time:

"Liuhe heaven and earth, one style, shocking!"

"Twelve swords, one sword shines in the world!"

He saw an extreme Sword Ray, which instantly lit up the entire Martial Arts Field, colliding fiercely with the dull and suffocating Wan Jun.

Under the loud noise,

The two little guys were directly sent flying horizontally by the aftermath of the remaining momentum, and were supported by Bai Wanwan before they landed safely with a shocked expression on their faces.

The two people in the center of the field were also shocked to retreat respectively, but Yang Xuan retreated 3 and a half steps, and Shen Fei retreated 4 steps.

Shen Fei didn't hesitate, she stepped forward and said to Yang Xuan cupped fist,

"I lost!"

"Hey, brother, let's go!" Yang Xuan said politely.