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    "No, I won't allow it!" Fang Xuewei couldn't help being shocked when she saw Yang Fan stepping forward to fight.  Yang Fan turned around and smiled at her: "Let us men solve this kind of thing." Fang Xuewei was slightly startled, then she felt her face was hot, and she stamped her feet in shame, but Yang Fan stopped her from saying anything.  Not coming out.  "This kid, does he take this matter seriously?" In his wild thoughts, he also forgot about the huge gap between Yang Fan and Jin Siming, and did not step forward to stop him.  Seeing Fang Xuewei's blushing face and acting like a little woman, Jin Siming was so jealous that he wanted to go crazy. He looked at Yang Fan, his eyes full of coldness: "Boy, you still have some backbone, but today, you will definitely die.  !" With a clang sound, a spiritual sword shot out of the air and flew in the sky, making a trilling sound like a dragon's roar.  "This is the Dragon chanting sword. It is the 367th ranked spiritual sword of our Spiritual Sword Sect. It is a top-grade spiritual weapon. You" Just as Jin Siming proudly introduced his spiritual sword, suddenly  , he saw a black shadow rushing forward, interrupting his next words. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Yang Fan punched hard, but this punch did not hit Jin Siming. A golden light shield blocked his fist.  It is a magic weapon for self-protection!  Yang Fan frowned slightly and punched him again.  The golden light trembled and seemed to dim slightly, but it was not obvious.  "Boy, do you understand the rules? You're actually doing a sneak attack!" Jin Siming was startled at first, then became furious.  This guy just attacked without waiting for him to finish his words. After activating his protective shuttle, he actually punched him. Did he think that he, a small martial arts cultivator in the Houtian realm, could use this top-grade item of his?  Was the spiritual weapon broken?  It¡¯s simply too stupid and overestimating one¡¯s abilities!  Fang Xuewei fell in love with such a man, it was really, really an insult to herself.  "You've even shown your sword. If I don't take action, am I going to have to wait until you have finished introducing yourself to me?" Yang Fan said, his fist never stopping.  Punch after punch, after several punches, only the golden light flickered. Not only did it show no sign of weakening, but the force of the counterattack continued to increase, obviously increasing with the increase in attacks.  This is equivalent to Yang Fan hitting himself.  "If Yang Fan hadn't tempered his physique to a perfect level, understood the principle of fist and sword communication last night, and used the method of unloading force, he would probably be injured by this counterattack force at this moment.  "It seems that the golden light shield cannot be broken with fists." Upon noticing this, Yang Fan's heart moved, and he suddenly took a few steps back and distanced himself from Jin Siming.  As soon as he retreated, Jin Siming breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had a spiritual weapon to protect him, he was pressed so close to him and punched in front of him. He had no actual combat experience, even though he thought he had a spiritual weapon.  Protecting the body, but still feeling great pressure.  Now that Yang Fan stepped back, he had time to breathe. With a pinch of the sword, the spirit sword blocked in front of him. With the sword light, he was about to stab Yang Fan.  But, there was a flash of black light.  Yang Fan moved his hand first again, only to hear a hissing sound, as if there was a sword energy rising into the sky. He pulled out the big sword behind him and slashed at Jin Siming with one sword, but in his heart he felt that he would never return.  The thought, that protective golden light cannot be broken by a fist, but what about the sword?  At this moment, everyone focused their attention on Yang Fan's big sword, and they were filled with surprise and doubt. Although the sword was carried on Yang Fan's back before it was released, no one noticed it, even if he was standing next to Yang Fan.  Fang Xuewei, who was behind, couldn't help but ignore it, but when the sword was slashed out, its power was like a rainbow, and it attracted everyone's attention in an instant. It was so mysterious that it was difficult for people to understand.  However, Yang Fan didn't notice this. His mind was all on the sword in his hand, and the sword intention was in the move. If he didn't concentrate on it, how could he borrow the sword intention to make the move?  Whoosh!  The blow from the sword is like cutting through the wind.  If that murderous intention has substance, the sword seems to be able to split mountains.  Facing this sword, Jin Siming was unconsciously distracted by Yang Fan's offensive. His whole body involuntarily stepped back. His mind was confused, and the sword skills were naturally confused. The Dragon Yin Sword was spitting out sword light indiscriminately.  , Yang Fan was still right, and shot directly from a few feet away from the left side of his head.  Without the attack of the Dragon Sword, Jin Siming felt like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, trembling with fear.  Bang!  The sword finally struck?On the protective golden light in front of Jin Siming.  Countless air whirred into whirlpools.  ???????????????????????????????????????: The dark sword body squeezes the golden light shield into it for a few minutes, as if it is trying to cut through the golden light.  But a moment later, a strong force bounced it out again.  This infinite force rebounded on Yang Fan's body, causing Yang Fan's forward movement to stop immediately and fly backwards.  Seeing this scene, Jin Siming calmed down.  "Haha, it turns out it's just a trick with great power but little power. Boy, you can't even break my protective spiritual weapon, how can you hurt me?" Jin Siming stood up and looked at Yang Fan who was knocked away triumphantly.  , his self-confidence is full at this moment.  "Despicable, if you can, take away the protective spiritual weapon." Fang Xuewei shouted loudly.  Some disciples of the Zhenwu Sect also looked at him with disdain. It was unreasonable for a monk at the golden elixir stage to be so beaten by post-celestial body cultivation and could only survive with the help of a top-grade body-protecting spiritual weapon.  ¡°If he had a fair fight with that man named Yang Fan, the sword just now would have cut him in half.  Seeing the contemptuous looks of everyone, Jin Siming felt angry. He really wanted to take the protective spiritual weapon and fight Yang Fan now, but when he thought of the sword before, he lost his mind.  Instead, he rolled his eyes and reappeared a proud look on his face: "This competition did not say that the magic weapon of protection was banned. Besides, the big sword in the kid's hand is also a magic weapon. If it is really banned, what will happen to his sword?  Say? Let¡¯s take a step back. In this world, isn¡¯t it about who has the most magic weapons? If it¡¯s just about cultivation, then it¡¯s just a matter of reporting the cultivation. Whoever is higher will win?¡±  This statement makes sense to many people.  Only Fang Xuewei gritted her teeth and looked at him bitterly, but she also knew that if it was really a life and death battle, this would indeed be the truth.  Jin Siming's sight shocked these people. With a pinch of his sword, the Dragon Sword flew back again and stood in front of him, making a gentle trembling sound.  "You are right. Magical weapons can naturally be regarded as a kind of strength. Today, I will use this sword to cut through your protective magic weapon!" Yang Fan, who was knocked away, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and rushed forward again.  .  The dark sword light flashed again.  Bang!  The sword cut into the golden light, and Yang Fan was knocked back again, but this time, he only took more than ten steps back and stood still, unlike before, when he flew dozens of meters away.  Bang!  Another sword strike.  Yang Fan retreats again and stops after seven or eight steps.  Cut again, then retreat.  I saw that Yang Fan's anti -seismic power was getting smaller and smaller, but Jin Siming felt that the strength of the sword cut on the protective mask was getting bigger and bigger, and his heart suddenly panicked.  But he, who had been so bold and ambitious just now, was not as timid as before. Instead, he was taking a chance, hoping that Yang Fan would not be able to break through his protective shield.  "Damn it, if you let me control the Dragon Song Sword, it's not certain who will win and who will lose!" Bang!  Another sword strike. Each strike made Jin Siming's heart tremble. Although he had killed people and seen blood while growing up in a greenhouse, he was always protected by someone. He could kill the enemy with one strike from afar.  .  Otherwise, what is the existence of very weak strength, or even the existence of ordinary people, where can I experience such a scene?  Even though he had a spiritual weapon to protect him, he was so frightened that he couldn't control the flying sword at all. In addition, his cultivation level was not high, and his control over high-grade spiritual weapons was not strong. At this moment, he actually had no backhand.  Power.  Yang Fan became more and more courageous as he fought, but he still focused part of his attention on the Dragon Sword that was dangling not far away. After all, that thing was also a high-grade spiritual sword, and it had no magic weapon of its own to protect itself. As long as one sword was used,  Maybe he can kill himself.  Although he has the Seven Apertures Exquisite Heart and is almost immortal, if someone crushes his heart with a spiritual weapon or directly kills him, no matter how powerful the Seven Apertures Exquisite Heart is, they will not be able to save him.  I don¡¯t know how many swords were slashed. The more Yang Fan slashed, the more comfortable he felt. Unknowingly, he started to imitate the attack of the phantom.  One sword and one sword.  The forty-nine postures go back and forth.  In the end, Yang Fan actually used the last sword used by the phantom.  The one that escapes is the killing sword.  Wow!  As soon as the sword came out, it was as if the sky and the earth had changed color. In the eyes of everyone, nothing else could be seen, only that sword.  Jin Siming also felt the threat of death. Finally, he closed his eyes. Under this pressure, he actually??Controlled the Dragon Sword.  Kill me!  With a show of sword fighting, the Dragon Sword suddenly shot towards Yang Fan.  The sword in Yang Fan's hand was already in full swing, and he couldn't stop it at all. When he stabbed the golden light shield with the sword, there was only a snap sound, and the golden light shield shattered like smashed glass.  At this moment, the Dragon Sword stabbed into Yang Fan's back.
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