Looking forward to the stars, looking forward to the moon.

At last it was noon.

The atmosphere around the stage of life and death reached a peak.

Everyone present cheered and opened their eyes wide to appreciate this unilateral crushing situation.

Qin Chuan and Fan Zhibao stood up at the same moment.

At this time, an elder flew down from the sky.

The stage of life and death is in charge of this elder.

In his hand he held a white cloth with writing on it.

This is called a life and death certificate, that is, a contract.

"Please put a drop of blood on the life and death certificate," said the elder.

Qin Chuan and Fan Zhibao complied.

"Since you have signed the life-and-death certificate, if one of the parties suffers casualties during the duel, the other party will not be held responsible," said the elder.

"As for the duel rules of the Life and Death Stage, you should have understood it, basically there are no restrictions.

You can use drugs, you can use forbidden methods, you can use any means to win anyway. "

"But let's talk about the ugly! Although in theory all means can be used, but if it is evil spirits, then there is another way to say it.

If it is found to be used, the elders have the right to stop it.

Do you understand? "

"Understood!" Qin Chuan and Fan Zhibao replied together.

"Then do you have any questions now?" the elder asked again.

Qin Chuan replied to the elder: "Elder, I have no doubts. But Senior Brother Fan will definitely have one."

The elder immediately looked at Fan Zhibao.

Fan Zhibao gave Qin Chuan a hard look, and then immediately replied, "Elder, I don't have any doubts."

"Since you are all fine, let's start your life-and-death duel!"

After the elder finished speaking, he fell into the sky and handed over the stage to them.

A barrier suddenly rose around the edge of the platform of life and death.

Qin Chuan and Fan Zhibao fought within the range covered by the barrier.

"Zhu Xiaoming, admit defeat!"

Fan Zhibao took out the long sword, flicked the blade with his fingers, and it made a crisp sound.

Then he turned his gaze, looked at Qin Chuan, and said with great conceit: "If you admit defeat now, I might spare your life."

Qin Chuan smiled slightly: "Senior Brother Fan, I advise you not to be so confident, lest you get slapped in the face sometimes."

"Since you are obsessed with your obsession, don't blame senior brother for being cruel."

Fan Zhibao's tone was cold, and he suddenly stabbed Qin Chuan with his sword.

This sword is very casual, without using any moves.

But he is a sword cultivator who has crossed the immortal calamity and stepped into the fairyland, and his every move and gesture is full of the power of law.

Even if it is the most common and casual strike, it is difficult to resist in the fairyland, and it is estimated that it can be killed in an instant.

Everyone thought the battle should be over.

But Qin Chuan's reaction was very quick, and Xiao Zou moved to the left, but dodged.

Most of the people watching were dumbfounded.

"He...how did he escape?"

Many people found it hard to believe, thinking that Qin Chuan was lucky, and some said that Fan Zhibao was not serious, so it was reasonable for him to be able to dodge the sword.

On the other hand, Fan Zhibao was not particularly surprised that Qin Chuan dodged his sword just now.

After all, he didn't take it seriously just now, so he just made a sword at random.

It would surprise him if he didn't dodge it.

After all, the opponent is the fifth level of Mahayana, so it is not considered weak.

If you can't avoid this, then all these years of cultivating immortals have been in vain.

"Senior Brother Fan, you better be more serious!

Everyone has come all the way here, they don't want to watch this kind of boring battle, so don't let everyone down! "

"You're not so proud. I didn't do anything just now, so you won't be able to hide so easily." Fan Zhibao responded.

After the words fell, Fan Zhibao erupted with the aura that should be in the Heavenly Wonderland.

In an instant, the power of the surrounding laws surrounded him like a storm.

Fan Zhibao also has a spirit body.

His spirit body is called the golden spirit body.

The golden finger here is not gold, but gold in the five elements.

Gold, the main chill, sharp attack.

For sword cultivators, apart from the sword spirit, the most suitable spirit body is the golden spirit body.

A sword cultivator with a golden spirit body has exceptionally sharp sword aura, and the attack is accompanied by a murderous aura, which can add a bit of power and even disturb the opponent's mind.

"Senior Brother Fan is serious. Zhu Xiaoming is going to die."

The disciples watching the battle cheered happily, and some of them started to celebrate the victory.

On the stage of life and death.

Fan Zhibao drew his sword again.

This time, he used 30% of his strength, and the speed of his sword was extremely fast, and he concluded that Qin Chuan would definitely not be able to avoid it.

In an instant, the golden sword light covered the light of the scorching sun, like a golden ocean, so shining that people couldn't open their eyes.

After the sword light passed, Fan Zhibao was the only one on the ground.

Just when everyone felt that Qin Chuan was completely annihilated by this sword, a figure fell from the sky.

This figure is Qin Chuan.

"He...how is he okay?"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Fan Zhibao's expression suddenly changed, and he felt it was incredible. Gu Xi

I am a fairyland, although I only used 30% of my strength, but it is definitely no problem to kill a Mahayana.

"How could you hide?" Fan Zhibao stared at Qin Chuan in astonishment.

Qin Chuan shook his head: "I don't know, maybe you miss it!"

What he said gave Fan Zhibao a reason.

"Yes, I must have missed the shot just now.

After all, I haven't fought for a long time, and my body is still not warm, so it should be considered normal to miss. "Fan Zhibao convinced himself like this.

"Zhu Xiaoming, you were lucky just now, but you will not be so lucky later on." Fan Zhibao said seriously.

"Oh!" Qin Chuan said indifferently.

In the next second, Fan Zhibao drew his sword again.

It still has three successes, but the speed of the sword is much faster than before.

The sword light shone, and a golden rainbow hit Qin Chuan instantly like lightning.

Like smoke, his body was instantly wiped out by the sword energy.

Seeing this scene, Fan Zhibao showed a smile on his face.

"I just said it! It must have been missed before."

Just as Fan Zhibao was about to put away his long sword, a cyan figure fell from the air.

There was no one else in that figure, it was still Qin Chuan.

Fan Zhibao stared like copper bells, extremely shocked.

"You... why aren't you dead!" Fan Zhibao asked in disbelief.

Qin Chuan pretended to be ignorant: "I'm fine!"

"My sword didn't miss, you can't survive." Fan Zhibao said with certainty.

Qin Chuan said: "But in fact, I survived! Could it be that the person talking to you is a ghost!"

Fan Zhibao snorted coldly: "I don't care if you are a human or a ghost?

Since one sword can't kill you, then another sword, I don't believe that you can still survive. "

With that said, Fan Zhibao shot again.

This time he was obviously angry, he used 50% of his strength, and also used his sword moves.

The power of this sword is different from before.

Most of the disciples watching the battle are Mahayana realm, many of them are in later stage.

They thought they couldn't resist, let alone Zhu Xiaoming, who was only at the fifth level of Mahayana.

However, Zhu Xiaoming's performance shocked them again.

Qin Chuan stood still, quickly raised his arms, and opened his palms.

The sword glow touched his palm, as if blocked by a wall.

In an instant, the sword energy froze there, unable to move forward.

Seeing this scene, Fan Zhibao was even more unbelievable.

"How is it possible?" He wiped his eyes, wondering if he was delusional.

The many elders in the sky have long been restless.

They observed the shots just now very clearly.

First of all, it was Fan Zhibao's first strike. It seemed random, but in fact the speed of his sword was not slow.

He was not far from Qin Chuan, only about four or five meters away.

In such a short distance, it is difficult for ordinary Mahayana monks to react, so they can only meet this move.

But Qin Chuan avoided it.

Moreover, he still used the way of avoiding it by tilting his body slightly.

This shows that he accurately calculated the position and distance of Fan Zhibao's sword.

This kind of ability is rare in the same realm.

Then to the second shot.

Although Fan Zhibao was serious, he still underestimated his opponent.

Qin Chuan still dodged easily.

Next is the third shot.

Fan Zhibao seemed to be a little more serious, and the speed of his sword was obviously much faster.

That sword energy is the same as the speed of light.

Judging from the naked eye, the sword energy did hit Qin Chuan.

But that was a visual error.

When the motion speed reaches a certain value, an afterimage will be left.

Therefore, the sword energy did not hit Qin Chuan, but only his afterimage.

Therefore, Fan Zhibao did not miss the shot.

You know, Fan Zhibao, as a genius of the Sword Academy, has been practicing swords for so many years, how could he miss it.

Unless he did it on purpose, otherwise, with such a low hit rate, what kind of sword is there to practice, so he can go home and farm.

As for the fourth contest now.

That really amazed these elders~lightnovelpub.net~ A cultivator of the fifth level of the Mahayana actually received the sword energy of a sword cultivator in the Heavenly Immortal Realm head-on with one hand.

In most cases, the first thought that comes to everyone's mind is nothing more than that the mantis' arms are like a car, and he is overconfident.

But this Mahayana monk, who was so awesome and illusory, actually let it go.

Although Fan Zhibao only used 50% of his skills, he used his sword moves and buffed his mana, so he could instantly kill any Mahayana monk.

However…

On the stage of life and death,

Qin Chuan clenched his palm, and the piercing sword aura was like a broken water polo, and the scattered sword aura, like water vapor evaporated by someone, dissipated immediately.

In an instant, the audience was silent and silent.

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