1700: C1700 Flowing Light Sword Technique

C1700 Flowing Light Sword Technique

Sunn Zhen's eyes narrowed. Without further ado, he thrust his sword forward.

This sword strike wasn't like the sound of wind and thunder, nor was it the whistling of the wind. Instead, it was a slow and leisurely sword strike. It didn't seem to have much strength. Even a swordsman who had just learned the sword technique could easily slash out with it.

However, it was this sword strike that made Ye Fann's expression turn cold. He could clearly feel that all the flaws in his body were covered by this sword strike.

"Humph! What a good sword technique, but I won't lose either!"

He raised his wrist and stabbed out with his sword.

Ye Fann's sword was also not fast. The two long swords did not even have any signs of colliding. They just brushed past each other.

However, a strange scene happened. The two of them seemed to have a mutual understanding. They took the initiative to withdraw their swords and took a step back.

"Good sword technique!"

Sunn Zhen said lightly.

Ye Fann grinned and said, "You too..."

The inexplicable sword strike made everyone on the stage and below confused.

"What... What kind of sword technique is this?"

"I don't understand. Even a three-year-old child can slash out a sword technique that is tens of times stronger than this. What are they doing!?"

"I don't know. The thing is, they can even praise each other for good sword techniques. What the hell is this!?"

The disciples of Ye Family were confused.

However, the disciples of the Suen Family were staring at the two of them with a serious look in their eyes.

They were all disciples of Tianhong Qintian, so they naturally understood what was going on.

Whether it was Sunn Zhen or Ye Fann, both of them looked like they were about to strike with their swords. Their speed and strength were very poor, but in fact, only those who truly understood swords knew that they were probing with their swords.

The so-called probing sword meant probing. Don't judge them by how slow their attacks were. Once the opponent's sword technique had any flaws, the force of the sword would be like a bow with a taut string. It was a thunderous attack, and it was extremely powerful.

However, when the two of them were halfway through their attack, they were surprised to discover that if they were to stretch their swords forward again, it would be a result of both sides suffering, so they withdrew their swords at the same time.

Their eyes met, and their fighting spirit boiled in their eyes.

"Kill..."

At the same time, they shouted, and their sword light instantly exploded. The sword light flashed, covering the opponent's entire body within the range of the sword light, and the sword did not leave the opponent's vital points.

However, the strange thing was that although their sword lights were very fast, they did not come into contact with them once. Only the whistling sound of the wind reverberated on the arena.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them had already swung their swords dozens of times.

Below the arena, Gui Ling grabbed Ye Xu's sleeve and said, "Ye Xu, Ye Fann, he..."

Now that Gui Ling and Ye Fann were in love, naturally they were worried and confused.

Ye Xu smiled and said, "Relax, he will not lose this match... I guarantee it will be fine!"

"Is that so?"

Gui Ling's little thoughts were broken by Ye Xu, and her pretty face instantly turned red.

"Of course. Why would I lie to you? That Sunn Zhen's strength is indeed not bad, but with my guidance, Ye Fann will not lose!"

Ye Xu said with a smile.

But he soon narrowed his eyes.

"Although I won't lose, I'm afraid it will be very difficult for me to win!"

"What?"

Gui Ling asked in surprise.

What did he mean by he would not lose and he would not win? If he did not lose in a fight, wouldn't it be a win?

Gui Ling did not understand, but she did not dare to ask. On the contrary, as long as Ye Fann did not lose, it would be fine.

On the Ye Family's side, Master Of The Ye Family, Elder Bai, and the others' faces were flushed red.

They didn't expect that the Ye Family would have to rely on a useless person to save them in the end. They never thought that the publicly acknowledged trash, Ye Fann, would be this strong.

He was able to fight evenly with the disciple of the legendary swordsman, Tianhong Qintian.

One should know that Tianhong Qintian was one of the legendary swordsmen of Yellow Springs World. He had a great reputation among the swordsmen. He was Elder Bai, one of Tianhong Qintian's admirers.

Ye Xuan and the others felt much better after losing to Tianhong Qintian's disciple.

However, what they couldn't bear was that Ye Fann had unknowingly mounted on their heads.

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"

The long sword was swung horizontally, and the light of the sword danced in the air. The two of them stood on the same spot, and attacked each other dozens of times, but they were still unable to advance three feet in front of each other.

Attack, attack, it was shocking.

Defense, defense, watertight.

At this moment, the two genius swordsmen pushed their knowledge to the limit, the dazzling sword light continued to attack each other.

"Good sword technique, Ye Fann. You are the first young man I have ever met who could fight me to this extent!"

Sunn Zhen said. He kept waving his long sword, unleashing thirty-seven sword attacks.

"Hehe, how far have you fought? I am not serious yet!"

Ye Fann's sword was shining as well. He did not seem to be at a disadvantage at all.

Sunn Zhen's face darkened, and he suddenly attacked with his sword. The sound of wind and thunder was heard from the sword.

Ye Fann let out a low shout, and with a twist of his sword, he began to exert his strength.

"Clang!"

With a loud sound, both of their bodies slightly trembled. They took a few steps back at the same time. Their wrists were shaking.

After fighting for so long, this was the first time their swords clashed.

Ye Fann frowned and raised the sword in his hand.

On the sword, there was a small gap the size of a grain of rice.

Sunn Zhen's sword, on the other hand, was like a pool of autumn water, without a trace.0

"What a pity. If our sword was the same, you would have been defeated!"

Ye Fann smiled.

Sunn Zhen's eyes were filled with anger, but he did not say anything.

When the two swords clashed just now, Ye Fann's sword was slightly faster than his, causing Sunn Zhen's strength to not reach its peak.

If it wasn't for the fact that his sword was a precious sword, Sunn Zhen should have taken a step back.

Sunn Zhen couldn't accept losing to his opponent by half a move. With a shout, the speed of his sword instantly exploded.

"Compete in speed, right? I'll see who's faster!"

Under the explosive force, Sunn Zhen's arm disappeared. Countless rays of light appeared in the sky, dazzling everyone who saw it.

"It's here... Sunn Zhen's Flowing Light Sword Technique!"

"That's right. This is a sword technique that has pushed its speed to the limit. It slashed out countless times at an extremely fast speed, making it impossible for the opponent to defend against it. In the end, the opponent was unable to withstand it and was defeated!"

"In the past, Sunn Zhen relied on the Flowing Light Sword Technique to kill hundreds of Black Iron Ghost Devil Body that pounced at him at the same time. It was incomparably powerful!"

"Up until now, no one has been able to keep up with Sunn Zhen's speed!"

Sure enough, under Sunn Zhen's explosive attack, Ye Fann was at a disadvantage.

His eyes were dazzled. Sunn Zhen's sword shadows were everywhere. Before the first sword attack had even ended, the second sword attack had already arrived.

After taking a few strikes, Ye Fann felt exhausted.

"Humph! You won't be able to take my Flowing Light Sword Technique. Ye Fann, you're going to lose for sure!"

Sunn Zhen took a step forward and unleashed his Qi, suppressing Ye Fann.

"Hmph, you're using such a fast speed to attack. Even your arm can't take it!"

Ye Fann swung his sword backhanded and didn't take half a step back.

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