The dazzling sword light burst out with dazzling brilliance, and the purple sword light roared across the sky, rolling towards the opponent like a colorful cloud.
Lin Xuan was extremely serious and did not dare to be careless at all.
Although her cultivation has reached the second level of Immortal, and she has some confidence that she can pass the examination, she still does not dare to be careless.
After all, once she is defeated, she only has one chance.
When the swordsman saw Lin Xuan draw his sword, his eyes suddenly couldn't help but freeze.
The long sword on his back was unsheathed and he also struck at Lin Xuan.
Countless rays of sword intent swept across crazily, and in an instant, the entire battle platform was shrouded in the violent sword intent, which was extremely terrifying.
The two sword intentions collided in mid-air, making a loud rumbling sound, and the terrifying storm seemed to destroy the earth.
Lin Xuan did not stop moving, the long sword in her hand was still flying, and at the same time, an even brighter sword intent struck out, killing her opponent.
The young man felt this scene and his face was a bit ugly. He frantically mobilized his immortal energy and sword to block Lin Xuan's attack before attacking again.
Unfortunately, he discovered that Lin Xuan was not weaker than him at all.
In particular, Lin Xuan's attainments in swordsmanship were even slightly better than his.
Just because he was too confident, he gave Lin Xuan the opportunity to attack first, which directly caused him to fall into a passive situation now.
He simply couldn't find an opportunity to launch an attack, but could only defend passively.
As a swordsman, offense is the best defense. Now he can't even attack, he can only defend passively, and the outcome is already active.
As expected, he did not hold on for long before he could no longer hold on. The sword intent around his body was crazily destroyed, and Lin Xuan's sword was as powerful as a broken bamboo, pointing directly at his throat.
Looking at this scene, the vast void was filled with deathly silence.
No one expected that this young man would be defeated, and at the hands of Lin Xuan.
You must know that this young man is also a quite famous figure. Although he is far inferior to those like Yaoyang Gai Yang Xiao, he is still very powerful.
In the eyes of everyone, it would not be a problem for him to pass the examination and join the Divine Sword Sect.
But now, he was defeated in the first battle.
"Lin Xuan, pass." The cold and ruthless voice of the old host came, and Lin Xuan flew up and headed towards the audience.
The young man stared at Lin Xuan's back, his expression a little unsightly.
This is simply such a shame!
"Yes, congratulations, senior sister." Wang Fan looked at Lin Xuan's return, gave him a thumbs up, and said with a smile.
Lin Xuan glanced at Wang Fan and smiled bitterly, "I was just lucky. I originally thought that it would not be difficult for me to join the Divine Sword Sect, but now, I don't have much confidence."
"In the first battle, the opponent was so strong. Then, wouldn't the opponent become stronger and stronger in the future?"
Lin Xuan was really starting to worry.
Wang Fan smiled and said, "Senior sister, there is no need to belittle yourself. As long as you try your best, you will definitely be fine."
Wang Fan didn't mean this as a complete compliment, but as a matter of fact.
During this time, he also observed the second-level immortal monks, but there were not many who were truly powerful.
Lin Xuan is already considered very good among those people.
When the monks around saw Wang Fan and Lin Xuan chatting and laughing, many of them had jealous expressions in their eyes.
They were all wondering who this person was. How could he be a first-level immortal and a second-level immortal like Lin Xuan?
Wang Fan didn't pay attention to those glares, he just watched the battle on the stage boredly.
As the battles ended, it was his turn soon.
"Finally it's my turn." Wang Fan muttered, fisted with Lin Xuan, and walked onto the fighting stage.
Almost as soon as he entered the fighting stage, Yang Xiao's eyes had already fallen on him somewhere under the stage.
He already knew who Wang Fan was. He came from a low-level state and defeated three arrogant and ruthless men from the Yang family in three battles.
Among those three proud men, he even included his younger brother Yang Zhan.
I really didn't expect that this guy was not dead, and he came to the Northern Territory so quickly.
The most important thing is that this guy's cultivation has improved so quickly, and he is already a first-level immortal monk.
Yang Xiao knew clearly that when his uncle Yang Changqing took Yang Zhan and other descendants of the Yang family to the lower states, Wang Fan's cultivation level was at the ninth level.
Yang Xiao looked at Wang Fan, his eyes flashing with coldness, his murderous intent undisguised.
This person must be eliminated, otherwise he will be a disaster for his Yang family.
After Wang Fan stepped onto the fighting stage, he felt Yang Xiao's cold gaze. He turned his head and looked at Yang Xiao, with a faint arc of ridicule emerging from the corner of his mouth.
Does this guy dare to seek ill will against him and seek death?
Little did he know that Wang Fan's attitude and expression would be ignored and slapped in the face in the eyes of his opponent.
This bastard dared to ignore him. It was simply unreasonable.
Wu Yong's eyes were cold and his face was terrifyingly gloomy.
"Are you ready?" He saw that Wang Fan was always looking at the audience and not at him. At a certain moment, he finally couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said.
Wang Fan turned his head, looked at Wu Yong, smiled and said, "You're ready, go ahead."
Yun Danfengqing seemed not to take this game seriously at all.
This scene not only made Wu Yong extremely angry, but even the monks in the audience couldn't stand it.
What an arrogant guy.
Especially those monks who saw Wang Fan and Lin Xuan walking together were gnashing their teeth and furious.
They clenched their fists, eager to go up and deal with Wang Fan.
It really deserves a beating.
"Take the move." Wu Yong shouted angrily, and immediately grabbed a black long sword. The long sword swallowed up the terrible killing power of the sword, which was frightening.
He stared at Wang Fan coldly, without the slightest hesitation, he pulled out his long sword and sacrificed it.
In an instant, the sword light surged, and the sword lights were like sharp thorns, setting off a terrifying killing force and rolling directly towards Wang Fan.
There was a roaring sound in the air, and the space began to become distorted.
The people in the audience felt the light of the sword, and many of them became excited.
This Wu Yong is so strong!
However, Wang Fan shook his head in disappointment.
Weak, really too weak.
Facing the sweeping sword light, he didn't even bother to move.
Seeing this scene, Wu Yong became even more angry and almost vomited blood.
He was attacking Wang Fan now. Not only did Wang Fan not react at all, he even stood there motionless and shook his head. What did this mean? Did he look down on him?
It's just a little too arrogant.
The sword light roared and soon arrived in front of Wang Fan.
At this moment, Wang Fan finally moved.
Streams of brilliant immortal essence emerged from his body crazily, and he went berserk in an instant.
Then, Wang Fan's body rose into the air, and then he clenched his right fist and punched out.
This punch is extremely simple, without any fancy, simple and crude.
Wang Fan did not display any brilliant martial arts, nor did he use elemental power, nor did he use the Twelve Dragon Styles, it was just a simple punch.