Su Qianfan stood high in the sky, hesitatingly unsheathing his sword, and its sharp edge suddenly appeared.
He ignored the comments of the crowd at the moment, but stared at Nie Tian with his eyes as sharp as a sword.
"Not interested!" Nie Tian glanced at Su Qianfan coldly, sneered, and then turned and left.
Of course he was not afraid of Su Qianfan, he simply felt that there was no need to fight with him.
Moreover, Su Qianfan's attack just now was obviously just a test, not a sneak attack on Nie Tian.
From this point of view, Su Qianfan is pretty good, at least much better than Xiang Yiru and Chang Yufeng.
"Huh?" Su Qianfan obviously didn't expect that Nie Tian would react like this. He couldn't help but narrow his eyes and his face became a little gloomy.
He wanted to challenge Nie Tian, but the latter refused to challenge him and simply replied that he was not interested. This made him a little unbearable.
"Wait a minute!" Su Qianfan spoke solemnly again, pointed at Xiang Yiru and said, "Did you shave his face?"
"So what?" Nie Tian smiled lightly and responded calmly.
"If so, you must accept the challenge!" Su Qianfan said coldly, obviously very angry.
"Humph!" Nie Tian frowned, then laughed and said, "What if I don't want to fight?"
"Then keep your face!" Su Qianfan's eyes were as cold as death, extremely cold.
"Oh?" Nie Tian smiled with a playful smile on his face.
He could see that Su Qianfan was here to seek justice for Xiang Yiru and others.
It was obvious that Su Qianfan regarded Nie Tian as an arrogant and arrogant person.
"Senior Brother Su, things are not what you think!" At this moment, Zizhuxin's figure suddenly appeared and said anxiously.
"Junior sister Xin'er, why are you here? Didn't Master not allow you to participate in the journey to heaven?" Su Qianfan asked with a slightly depressed face when he saw Zizhuxin appearing.
Zizhuxin's face stiffened for a moment, then she said: "We'll talk about my matters later. Now listen carefully, you can't make a move against Nie Tian!"
"Why?" Su Qianfan's face was low and he said coldly: "This person was vicious and cut off Xiang Yiru's face with his sword intent. Shouldn't I take action against him?"
"It was Xiang Yiru who provoked Nie Tian first." Zizhuxin said loudly with her beautiful eyes twinkling.
"Provocation?" Su Qianfan's eyes darkened, and Ling Ran said: "We are all from the same sect, do we have to cut off others' faces just because of a provocation?"
As he said that, he looked at Xiang Yiru and said: "And as far as I know, Xiang Yiru is not someone who provokes others at will. I have known him for such a long time, why have I never seen him provoke me?"
"This..." Zizhuxin's eyes trembled, her face froze, and she didn't know what to say.
Xiang Yiru was indeed humble and very peaceful in front of Su Qianfan.
When Nie Tian heard Su Qianfan's words, he couldn't help but be speechless.
Xiang Yiru wanted to provoke Su Qianfan, but the key question was did he dare?
"Brother Su, you must uphold justice for me! You know who I am, how could I provoke others at will?" At this time, Xiang Yiru came over, covered Sen Bai's exposed face, and said,
shouted excitedly.
"Xiang Yiru, you are shameless!" Zizhuxin looked at Xiang Yiru and cursed loudly.
How could she not see that Xiang Yiru was trying to provoke a fight between Nie Tian and Su Qianfan?
"Brother Xiang, don't worry. As long as I, Su Qianfan, am here, I will never allow anyone to be arrogant here!" Su Qianfan nodded heavily and said, "Anyone who is arrogant must pay the price!"
Nie Tian looked at Su Qianfan's righteous expression and felt speechless.
Su Qianfan obviously practices every day and has no idea that people's hearts are unpredictable.
At this time, Su Qianfan frowned, looked at Nie Tian, and said solemnly: "You dare to cut Xiang Yiru's face, but you dare not accept my challenge. Are you afraid?"
Nie Tian smiled bitterly in his heart, then his eyes trembled, and he suddenly asked: "Are you a swordsman?"
"You are also a swordsman." Su Qianfan nodded and said directly: "Since we are both swordsmen, let us compete with our swordsmanship."
"If I win, you have to apologize to Xiang Yiru. You have to accept how he wants to punish you!"
"What if I win?" Nie Tian asked with a smile.
"You are just a high-level swordsman and martial artist, you can't beat me." Su Qianfan said solemnly, very confident.
Nie Tian couldn't help but smile and said: "You know that I can't win, but you still want to compete with me in swordsmanship. Isn't this bullying?"
Su Qianfan couldn't help but froze when he heard Nie Tian's words, and then said: "You hurt Xiang Yiru, isn't it bullying? You only need to answer me now, are you willing to compete with me in sword power?"
Nie Tian's eyes narrowed slightly, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Are you sure you want to compete with me in sword power?"
"OK!" Su Qianfan nodded heavily, with a firm look on his face.
"Okay." Nie Tian smiled faintly, moved his palms, and a surge of sword intent emerged from his palms, and said, "Then let's use the simplest method."
"Okay!" Su Qianfan smiled slightly and flipped his palms to release a wave of sword intent.
The crowd looked at the scene in the sky. Many people were very confused and didn't know what Nie Tian and Su Qianfan were doing.
At this moment, the competition between Nie Tian and Su Qianfan was not about strength, but only sword power.
The method for swordsmen to compete with their sword intent is very simple. They simply release their sword intent without using sword moves, bloodline power, or other powers. They just use their sword intent.
"Are you ready?" Nie Tian said calmly, his eyes flashing sharply.
"Start." Su Qianfan twitched the corner of his mouth, raised his palm, and suddenly swung it out. His sword intent formed a small sword shadow and flew towards Nie Tian.
At the same moment, the sword intent in Nie Tian's palm also surged out.
"Bang!" Two sword shadows collided in the air, and after a muffled sound, they disappeared at the same time.
When Nie Tian saw this scene, he smiled lightly.
But Su Qianfan's expression was very surprised, even a little horrified.
In the sword fight just now, he was on par with Nie Tian!
This result was very strange to him.
He is a peak swordsman and martial artist, while Nie Tian is only a high-level swordsman and martial artist.
Moreover, his sword intention is definitely very powerful, even against some legendary swordsmen, he is not inferior in the slightest.
But now, he was just tied with a swordsman whose level was lower than his own, which he couldn't accept.
The crowd below looked even more stunned, not knowing what was happening.
They saw two sword shadows, which touched each other and disappeared at the same time. Then Su Qianfan was horrified.
"Why is your sword intention so strong?" After more than ten seconds, Su Qianfan regained his composure and asked solemnly.
"Your sword intent is not weak either." Nie Tian responded with a faint smile.
In fact, Su Qianfan had no idea that the sword intent Nie Tian used just now was not his strongest sword intent at all.
Nie Tian's strongest sword intention is the sword intention of gods and demons, but this requires the cooperation of the power of gods and demons, so it cannot be used in sword intention competitions.
Su Qianfan's sword intent is already very strong.
If it were an ordinary peak-level swordsman who combines swordsmanship with one, his sword intent would be completely crushed by Nie Tian.
"Su Qianfan, now our swordsmanship competition ends in a draw. What do you think we should do?" Nie Tian then asked with a faint smile.
"Brother Su, my face." Just as his voice fell, Xiang Yiru on the other side pointed at his skeletal face and spoke pitifully.
Su Qianfan frowned, looked at Nie Tian, his eyes darkened, and said coldly: "Since the swordsmanship competition has ended in a draw, then we will only have a fair fight!"