It's not that Huang Haihua doesn't believe that there is such a magic sword in the world, but that there is such a mysterious sword in the world. At this time, Xu Fan has already come before him. At this moment, he has no chance to think about it. He bit his head. Fight back, even embarrassed.

Xu Fan also just understood the true meaning of the third layer of the Pure Yang Sword. He seemed to have peeped into the edge of the fourth layer of the Pure Yang Sword, because Xu Fan wanted to throw the Pure Sun Sword several times. It seemed that the Pure Yang Sword had restrained him. What a general.

However, it is a real battle at this moment, and Xu Fan is not allowed to experiment. In addition to those distracting thoughts, the Pure Yang sword in Xu Fan's hand is raised towards Huang Haihua's face. The cold bird perched on the branch, going to it at will, not being fettered, and faintly changing his moves. Huang Haihua didn't dare to fall in love with it. Although he still had a hole card, the price was very high.

In Xu Fan’s eyes, Huang Haihua seemed to say something, but Xu Fan didn’t care about that, because Xu Fan was completely integrated into the sword intent at this moment. The wind, the chill was bleak and pervasive, Huang Haihua's mouth moved faster and faster, but Xu Fan didn't hear a word, completely entered the country. At this moment, except for the sword, it is the sword!

Eight steps of pure Yang! Nine steps of pure Yang! Variety of pure Yang! Xu Fan's body skills are getting faster and faster. Xu Fan can suppress Huang Haihua who is several levels higher than his own with pure Yang swordsmanship. Xu Fan feels that he has a vague sense of kendo, but Huang Haihua is at this moment. Too weak, Xu Fan then threw the golden whip to him.

Huang Haihua was also surprised. Is this kid playing with me? What the **** does this mean! Who can tell me what he is going to do, who can tell me who I am! There are countless questions in Huang Haihua's heart at this moment, but no one can answer him at this moment. The Pure Yang sword in Xu Fan's hand is stabbing at him more and more. Huang Haihua did not hesitate. Since I was given a chance, don't blame me. , Huang Haihua still has some attainments in the whip technique, and it hardly wastes any strength to block Xu Fan's attack.

However, Xu Fan's speed is getting faster and faster. One move is unfinished, another move is made again, and it is like tens of thousands of fine and cold rain floating on a plain lake in the wilderness, silky, moisturizing things silently, Xu Fan's second set of sword moves is already there. With the move, Huang Haihua’s first set of sword moves has not yet been parried. The Pure Yang Sword brought waves of cold sea breeze on Huang Haihua’s face. Although it was not the kind of strong wind, Huang Haihua felt the same on his face. The tingling feeling deep into the bone marrow.

In Chinese martial arts, the whip technique is quite unique, the body is strange, and the shot is spicy. Huang Haihua retreated a few steps violently, abandoned the defense and attacked. At a mid-distance position, it was a whip towards Xu Fan. This position It shows the advantage of one inch long and one inch strong. Xu Fan’s Pure Yang sword can’t reach Huang Haihua, but Huang Haihua can attack Xu Fan. Huang Haihua suddenly slashed, like a golden lightning screaming down, although the speed is fast. , But it was not too fast to change pure sun. Before a whip, Xu Fan had already narrowed the distance.

Huang Haihua's face became cold, and the blue veins in his hands violently turned over. The gesture of flipping suddenly resembled a wagyu ronin's sword-cutting, and saw the golden whip turn around like a snake-like fight, and the top of the golden whip was impressive. A golden snake head, the old apricot who spit out, didn’t know if the apricot was poisonous, and Xu Fan was also a little big. He didn’t plan to fight steadily before. He just wanted to attack as soon as possible, so he stepped on the ever-changing pure sun. When Huang Haihua is in front of him, the current situation is a little passive. If he defends Huang Haihua, he will inevitably open his door. Although Xu Fan can use his innate true energy to kill Huang Haihua in seconds, Xu Fan dare not do so. There may be a danger of collapse.

Just as Huang Haihua approached Xu Fan, Xu Fan shot the Chunyang sword towards Huang Haihua, and at the same time stretched out his index and middle fingers, turning his fingers into swords and continued to attack Huang Haihua.

At first he saw Xu Fan abandon the Pure Yang Sword. Huang Haihua was too late to be happy. The next second he was stunned. Because Xu Fan’s fingers exuded even stronger sword aura, Huang Haihua couldn’t help but raise such doubts in his heart. The kid didn't use me to make a breakthrough.

If Xu Fan knew, he would definitely tell him, yes, it has always been! But at this moment, Xu Fan doesn’t care what Huang Haihua is doing and refers to it as a sword. With nine steps of pure sun and one step, strong wind gusts, the ever-changing pure sun keeps changing his position. Huang Haihua only feels that there is sword energy all around him at this moment. If he is careless, he will die on the spot. Huang Haihua can also see that Xu Fan is using himself to practice moves, and his heart is suddenly frustrated, but there is no way to do it. Although the golden whip is in his hand, he can also exert his power at close range. Does not come out.

Huang Haihua’s favorite position is the mid-range combat, rather than the close-to-hand combat. Xu Fan used the Pure Yang Sword with his own golden whip and there is still a little room to play. Now Xu Fan has discarded the Pure Yang Sword and turned it into a sword distance. It was a point closer. He couldn't play the whip at all, so he could only defend passively. Huang Haihua even felt a burden at this moment. After several rounds of defense, Huang Haihua felt overwhelmed. , Simply threw Huang Haihua, compared with Xu Fan, but Xu Fan turned his finger into a sword. Huang Haihua's sharp sword aura also made Huang Haihua a headache. He didn't dare to be too close, but after throwing the golden whip, it was a lot easier. , But just can take a breath, and there is no chance to fight back.

At this time, Huang Haihua's heart slammed, and he yelled violently: "You don't want to be rampant." Yan Pai blocked Xu Fan's sword qi, and pointed to a few dead spots on his body. Xu Fan's eyes suddenly became clear when he saw this. After a little thought, Xu Fan took out the Pure Yang Sword from Xumi Jie again.

At the moment when he sacrificed the Pure Yang Sword, Xu Fan also found something wrong. It may be that the sword spirit absorbed the profound power of the Third Master last time. At this moment, the Pure Yang Sword also carries profound power in addition to the Yin Qi, which can be said to have doubled its power.

At the moment when Xu Fan sacrificed the Pure Yang Sword, Huang Haihua was also cold in his heart. He didn't have much chance of winning, but he had already clicked the dead spot in his body. He had no chance to regret it. Even if Xu Fan didn't fight with it, he would lose half of it. At this moment, Huang Haihua's thoughts of killing and stealing treasures arose in Huang Haihua's heart, with a sinister smile on the corners of his mouth, and the muscles on his body became stronger.

Xu Fan didn't care about it at all. The Profound God Realm's strength is really not enough to see, extreme speed! A hundred steps of pure Yang!

In the next breath, Xu Fan appeared behind Huang Haihua. The Pure Yang sword in Xu Fan's hand seemed to be eagerly directed towards Huang Haihua’s life gate. Moreover, Huang Haihua didn’t care much, so he just turned over and escaped the fatal blow. Evasion of this blow, but Huang Haihua was also uncomfortable, the sword of that sword really hit Huang Haihua.

At this moment, Huang Haihua only felt blood boil in his chest, and there was a slight smell of sweetness in his throat.