Shushan signed in for 3000 years, leaving the land sword fairy

Zhao Fan spoke slowly, his voice was like a bell, almost resounding throughout Tongtian Sword Mountain.

Following his words, Mantian Shenjian let out a whistling sound like mountains and seas, as if expressing approval and agreement.

He Xinyu and other members of the Jianshan sect, including Sun Wenjun and other members of the Sun family, were touched, as if they had opened a brand new door of kendo.

"boom!"

Feeling the whole world, there is a fairy light hanging from the depths of the sky, accompanied by the dancing of the real dragon and the real phoenix, forming a more magnificent and moving vision!

"Heaven and Earth Vision!"

"The words caused the world to tremble. Who is he?"

The old man with a vicissitudes of life stared at Zhao Fan, trying to see through him thoroughly.

It's a pity that Zhao Fan's aura is not obvious, and he looks like an ordinary middle-grade Da Luo Jinxian.

"I lost……"

Seeing such an even more astonishing scene, Sun Wenjun, who came back to his senses, smiled bitterly and muttered to himself.

His kendo attainments are very strong, but compared with Zhao Fan at the moment, it is nothing like cloud and mud.

One word triggers 10,000+ ancient swords to worship, and two sentences trigger a vision of heaven and earth. Zhao Fan's swordsmanship is so strong that he can't guess its depth at all.

"Sun Daoyou, do you want to continue competing in swordsmanship?"

Zhao Fan smiled, and asked calmly to Sun Wenjun who was a little lost.

"No need."

"I'm convinced."

Looking at the shadows of swords all over the sky behind Zhao Fan, Sun Wenjun twitched the corner of his mouth and said helplessly.

If he had known that the former had such terrifying kendo attainments, he would not have nothing to provoke the other party, it would be like sending his face to others to beat him.

"Young master, you are not wronged if you lose."

"This kind of person, even if their cultivation base is not strong now, but as long as they don't die in the future, the fairy king is just a start, and there is a great possibility of aspiring to the fairy king."

"If possible, it would definitely be a great achievement to win over the Sun family."

The old servant said hurriedly to Sun Wenjun using the secret technique of sound transmission.

"I……"

Hearing what his old servant said, Sun Wenjun wished he could spit out the quintessence of his country.

Now that I have lost all face, I still want him to win over Zhao Fan?how is this possible!

"Since you are willing to gamble and admit defeat."

"Then the bet we made just now, should we also honor it?"

With a wave of Zhao Fan, the 10,000+ ancient swords returned to their original positions, and at the same time looked at Sun Wenjun with a half-smile.

"This……"

Sun Wenjun's complexion turned pale. He is a dignified descendant of the Sun family. If Zhao Fan really knelt down and called him grandfather, his reputation would be ruined if he spread the word!

"Mr. Zhao Bufan."

"My young master was also reckless just now, how about this?"

"We'll give you 300 million more immortal crystals, let's stop with kneeling, shall we?"

Seeing that Sun Wenjun was riding a tiger, the old servant hurried forward and said to Zhao Fan with a flattering smile.

His original intention was to help Sun Wenjun resolve the embarrassment, and at the same time use this to win over Zhao Fan, so that the two sides would not be too tense.

"Cough cough..."

"Mr. Zhao Bufan, I was indeed careless just now."

"My servant's proposal is good, why don't you and I end it peacefully?"

Sun Wenjun coughed dryly and asked Zhao Fan tentatively.

He expected that Zhao Fan would not continue to embarrass himself as he was the descendant of the dignified Sun family, right?

Hearing what the master and servant said, Zhao Fan smiled slightly, and did not answer right away, but asked directly: "If I lost just now, would Sun Daoyou save me from kneeling and being humiliated?"

"This..." Sun Wenjun's complexion changed. If Zhao Fan lost, he would definitely make the latter make a fool of himself and suffer all kinds of humiliation, and then ruthlessly roll him down Tongtian Sword Mountain.

"Please, fellow Daoist Sun."

Seeing Sun Wenjun's reaction, Zhao Fan waved his hand with a smile, signaling him not to forget to fulfill the bet.

"Junior Sister He..."

Sun Wenjun looked distressed and looked at He Xinyu who was not far away, wanting to ask the latter to intercede for him.

"Senior Brother Sun, a manly man, you can't just keep your promises."

He Xinyu glanced at Sun Wenjun and smiled sweetly.

"My sister is right."

"You must not break your promise, let alone in front of the big guys."

He Xinyue blinked playfully and said in agreement.

"you……"

Seeing the reaction of the two sisters, Sun Wenjun was extremely angry, and the anger in his heart soared.

He looked at Zhao Fan viciously, and said, "Zhao Bufan, I am the heir of the Sun family, don't give you shame."

"It is absolutely impossible for me to kneel today."

"If you have the guts, the two of us can continue to compete."

"This time, it's not about mastering swordsmanship, but directly fighting against each other."

Sun Wenjun's heart was hardened, and he said provocatively.

Although his kendo is not as good as Zhao Fan's, but he is a top-rank Da Luo Jinxian, and the opponent is no more than a middle-rank Da Luo, so even if he is suppressed in a match in the same realm, he will have a great advantage.

"It seems that you are still not convinced."

Seeing Sun Wenjun's reaction, Zhao Fan smiled lightly and said, "Yes."

"Okay, there is something."

"I don't bully you either, I will suppress the realm in Zhongpin Daluo and fight you fairly."

Sun Wenjun tried his best to save face, and said viciously.

"Emperor..."

The He Xinyu and sisters were a little worried. Judging from the swordsmanship attainments just now, Zhao Fan is absolutely unparalleled, but after all, he is not at the realm of cultivation, and Sun Wenjun has the advantage of the realm, even if he suppresses his cultivation, he will be much stronger than Zhao Fan.

"do not worry."

"I will satisfy all of Daoyou Sun's requests."

Zhao Fan waved his hand, signaling the sisters not to worry about themselves.

Since the other party still didn't give up, he made Sun Wenjun feel completely hopeless.

Today, he, Zhao Fan, had to make this Sun Wenjun kneel down and yell his grandfather a few times!

This grandson, Zhao Fan accepted it!

Chapter 594

Under everyone's attention, Zhao Fan and Sun Wenjun faced each other from a distance, and the atmosphere became tense instantly.

Sun Wenjun was tall, with piercing eyes, and powerful aura, like a volcano about to erupt, looming indistinctly, with a suffocating sense of oppression rushing towards his face.

On the other hand, Zhao Fan's face was calm and composed. Although he didn't show much aura, he was calm and relaxed, like an unshakable mountain.

"Zhao Bufan, don't say that I overwhelm you with realm."

"Suppressing spirits, forbidden!"

Sun Wenjun narrowed his eyes slightly, and as soon as the words fell, his own violent and surging fluctuations dropped a lot in an instant, completely suppressing his realm at the middle-grade Da Luo Jinxian level.

Competing in the same realm, Sun Wenjun is absolutely sure that he can defeat Zhao Fan on the spot.

His eyes swept over the surrounding people, and finally landed on Zhao Fan, determined to get back all the face he just lost in this fight!

"please."

Zhao Fan waved his hand and said casually.

"Humph."

"Complete you."

Hearing this, Sun Wenjun took a big step, and his figure was almost to the extreme, like a thunderbolt flashing across the sky.

Almost in an instant, he skimmed hundreds of meters and came straight to Zhao Fan, with his five fingers spread out, fluctuating with terrifying celestial power, like a pair of sharp scissors, more like a supremely fierce bird claws.

With shocking strength, he aimed at Zhao Fan's brow and grabbed it fiercely.

The way he shot was fierce and tricky, and there was an extremely terrifying power of order in each blow, and invisible energy ripples were expanding, producing extremely terrifying power of the law.

This blow, if it were an ordinary and real middle-rank Da Luo Jinxian, even if he could catch it and survive, he would be seriously injured.

But it is a pity that Zhao Fan's real cultivation is a second-rank immortal monarch. Even if he suppresses his realm at the middle-rank Daluo, he is not a comparable existence for people like Sun Wenjun.

boom!

Under Sun Wenjun's shocked gaze, Zhao Fan's big hand held his five fingers, as if he was grasping on a piece of indestructible divine gold, and there was a terrible shock force.

Almost his whole arm was so numb and sore!

"Golden Roc Destruction Claw!"

Sun Wenjun was shocked and angry, but he didn't lose his composure, and quickly reacted.

The five fingers of his other palm swelled up, forming a huge golden claw shadow hundreds of meters away, tearing through layers of the sky, and with the momentum of thunder, it aimed at Zhao Fan's eyebrows and grabbed it down.

This is the ancestors of the Sun family who watched a supreme Jinpeng fight against a powerful enemy, and imitated the supreme immortal method, which softened the fighting style of the human race and the monster race, and the skill method was very powerful and overbearing.

Even if it is used in the middle-grade Daluo Jinxian realm, its power is still overwhelming.

Seeing this, Zhao Fan raised the corner of his mouth in a disdainful arc.

He didn't even use his immortal power, relying entirely on his physical strength, he reached out with a big hand, and directly slapped the huge golden claw shadow to pieces.

"how is this possible!"

Sun Wenjun was taken aback. Zhao Fan single-handedly resolved his fierce offensive?

"kill!"

His eyes were ruthless, and the stronger Zhao Fan showed, the more killing intent he aroused.

Zhao Fan had crushed him just now when he competed in swordsmanship, now that he is fighting in the same realm, should Zhao Fan still crush him?

If that's the case, what face does he have for the grand heir of the Sun family to walk in the sky?

No matter what, he will defeat Zhao Fan!

"Om..."

With a soft groan, Sun Wenjun's body stretched out, like a black dragon soaring into the sky, with every gesture, his immortal power surged, and he came here with a powerful and domineering killing power.

"That is……"

"Canglong Nine Forms!"

"Master, this is about to start a lore, don't give that Zhao Bufan the slightest chance."

Seeing this, the old servant with a vicissitudes of life showed surprise in his eyes, and muttered to himself.

The Canglong Nine Forms is Sun Wenjun's most terrifying ultimate move besides the way of swordsmanship, and it is also one of the most powerful inheritances of the Sun family, possessing extremely terrifying power.

Roar!

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Sun Wenjun's figure disappeared, replaced by a huge brown black dragon, exuding terrifying coercion like a stormy sea, rushing towards Zhao Fan from mid-air like baring its teeth and claws.

The powerful momentum moved everyone present.