The absolute beauty hesitated for a moment, her right hand gripping the sword tighter as she said in a low voice, "Fine, but I want to compete with you again!"
The absolute beauty was clearly unconvinced. After all, the Luo Water Swordplay was her family's art. She was born with a heart for the sword, and in terms of swordsmanship, she would not lose to anyone.
But as soon as she came to Profound Sky Continent, she was defeated by someone younger than her using the Ye Family's swordplay!
"Do as you wish!"
Ye Fanchen nodded expressionlessly.
The absolute beauty took a deep breath and once again gripped the purple jade sword hilt. The sword trembled, and layers of sword intent enveloped her body.
The sword was like a flag, and the sword intent turned into rain, but not released. Once the killing intent rose, it would be like a thunder dragon soaring into the sky, and in an instant, a torrential downpour!
Ye Fanchen slightly nodded, his pair of bright black eyes flashing with a touch of praise.
This girl's Luo Water Swordplay had already reached the pinnacle of perfection!
"Sword! Out! "
The absolute beauty roared, and heavily waved the sword in her hand. Thousands of sword intents followed the sword, like thousands of horses galloping, without any trace of the spring rain from before!
Ye Fanchen gently shook his head, and slowly raised the Thousand Feather Sword in his hand, pointing it directly at the absolute beauty.
This girl was a piece of unpolished jade, and her talent was probably even more terrifying than Bai Ning's. But at her age, her desire to kill and win was a bit too strong!
"Clang!"
The Thousand Feather Sword in Ye Fanchen's hand let out a cheerful sword cry. The sword tip pointed out, and in the torrent of sword intents, like a torrent, cut open a space enough for him to stand on!
The absolute beauty's feet touched the ground, and in a flash, her beautiful figure swept into the endless sword intents, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Left, left, right, up, left …"
Ye Fanchen's mouth reported the direction, and the Thousand Feather Sword did not pause at all, stabbing in the direction he reported, and from time to time, a series of dazzling sparks flew.
Although the purple jade hilt and the slightly curved body of the longsword had exquisite workmanship, it was far inferior to Thousand Feathers' spirit sword.
In just over thirty collisions, the longsword in the beautiful woman's hand was split into two. A small section of the sword flew high into the air and landed at the edge of the central arena.
The sword will, which was like an army of thousands of galloping horses, was thrown away along with the broken sword. In an instant, it turned into nothingness. The beautiful woman, who was holding the broken sword, once again appeared in front of everyone.
Looking at Ye Fanchen's indifferent appearance, which did not look like he was facing a strong enemy, the beautiful woman pouted and her eyes turned red. She almost cried in front of so many people.
Ye Fanchen's emotionless eyes landed on the peerless beauty. He didn't have the slightest bit of tenderness for the fairer sex as he said in a low voice, "You've also lost the second round. Are you convinced?"
The beautiful woman rubbed her eyes, her tone carrying a touch of shame and indignation, "Lecher! You're just relying on the advantage of your weapon, you've never … "
"Ha!"
Before the beautiful woman could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Ye Fanchen's chuckle.
Ye Fanchen slowly put the Thousand Feathers Sword back into the nanmu scabbard at his waist with an inexplicable smile on his lips.
She didn't know when it started, but layers of sword will had already surrounded the beautiful woman. As long as Ye Fanchen thought about it, he could take her life in an instant.
"Your swordsmanship is not bad, but it's a little far-fetched to call this move 'Spring Rain'. However, it's commendable that you can comprehend your own swordsmanship from the Luoshui Swordsmanship."
Ye Fanchen put his hands behind his back, narrowed his eyes, and preached, "If you want to use the authentic 'Spring Rain', you should go and see for yourself what 'Spring Rain moistens things silently' means."
"Buzz!"
Along with a hair-raising sound, a stream of light suddenly came from the horizon.
Ye Fanchen's layers of sword will that had trapped the beautiful woman quickly melted like ice meeting fire.
Tong Xin, Li Xiuyuan, Xiang Zhuang standing in the crowd, and Zuo Zhenyun standing next to Nangong Yaner all subconsciously clenched their fists.
Clearly, the owner of this flowing light was no ordinary person. Even without showing himself, it was enough to make the top warriors of the Snow Land feel a mountain-like pressure.
Ye Fanchen raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't retreat as the others expected. Instead, he raised his sword and chased after the flowing light!
The Thousand Feathers Sword was swung out again. This time, it wasn't the endless' Spring Rain ', but its move from top to bottom, the' City-Destroying 'move!
The overbearing 'City-Destroying Sword' didn't have the momentum of black clouds pressing down on the city, but no one doubted the power of Ye Fanchen's move!
"Get lost!"
A cold voice rang out.
Ye Fanchen instinctively raised the Thousand Feather Sword in front of his chest to protect himself. However, a cold light instantly hit him hard in the chest.
The tough Thousand Feathers Sword was smashed into the shape of the Chinese character 'Qu' like a ball of dough.
Ye Fanchen's slender body was sent flying more than 100 feet away by the cold light. His feet plowed two shocking deep pits on the ground.
"Cough!"
Ye Fanchen coughed lightly and suddenly spat out a mouthful of dark red blood!
On the body of the Thousand Feather Sword that was protecting Ye Fanchen's chest, black cracks spread out like a spider's web!
The cold voice sounded again, "There are some things that you're not qualified to know now. If you can recover your strength, I'll come to find you again."
As soon as she finished speaking, the cold light that was as cold as her voice broke through the air in the blink of an eye!
"Cough cough!"
Ye Fanchen coughed twice and slowly stood up with both hands on the Thousand Feathers Sword. After a long while, he cupped his hands in the direction of the cold light.
That cold light just now was Luo Yanyun!
Ye Fanchen had imagined countless times in his mind when the two of them met. Some were affectionate, some were indifferent. But he never thought that there would be a day when they would fight each other with weapons!
"Master, are you alright?"
Bai Ning's voice rang in Ye Fanchen's ears, waking him from his thoughts.
"Oh, I'm fine." Ye Fanchen gently shook his head, "It's all thanks to that senior showing mercy, otherwise …"
"Brother Ye, you know that woman?"
Nangong Yaner asked with narrowed eyes.
Ye Fanchen lightly nodded and a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face, "She's … the daughter of an old friend. This is the first time I've seen her, but she looks very similar to her mother."
Nangong Yaner tilted her head suspiciously and said to Ye Fanchen, "Like hell I'd believe that. That woman is about the same age as you, her mother is probably already your mother. Old friend … if you know her then so be it, no one will say anything."
"Alright, this matter ends here. It's time for us to go back."
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