Weakness limits your imagination!

Hearing these words, whether it was Yang Baichuan or other martial arts celebrities, they all fell silent.

If before this, someone dared to speak so wildly and compared them to "frogs at the bottom of the well", I am afraid that they would have been criticized and even fought a lot!

However, Ye Fan's strength far exceeded the limit of their imagination.

A strong grandmaster who is not yet twenty years old!

With just one punch, Tai Chi Grandmaster Yang Baichuan was defeated!

Such a genius is rare in a hundred years.

Compared with Ye Fan, the so-called senior masters in the field, all of them had red faces, and they only felt that they had all lived to dogs in the decades of martial arts training!

For a while, a question arose in the hearts of the people at the same time-

Ye Fan in front of him, where is it sacred?

From the beginning of his shot to the present, he has not used any signature tricks at all, and has won by overwhelming force. It is impossible to deduce which sect he came from.

From another point of view, even Grandmaster Yang Baichuan couldn't force him to use his true strength!

Such a peerless pride is unseen and unheard of.

At the same time that everyone was amazed, Yang Baichuan, who was defeated by one punch, no longer had the appearance of a fairy wind and a master in the world, his forehead was beating like a centipede, and his eyes were burning with rage.

Today, Yang Baichuan should be a well-deserved protagonist, dazzling and admired by thousands of people.

He never imagined that he would suddenly kill Ye Fan, the "Cheng Biting Gold", and make him lose face.

At this moment, Yang Baichuan is the strongest person in the field, and it is also a golden sign in the Huahai martial arts world, if he admits it like this, I am afraid that he will become a laughing stock and leave a stain, how can he talk about starting a sect in the future?

......

Thinking of this, Yang Baichuan's eyes lit up, he endured the injury of his right hand, looked at the surrounding warriors, and said loudly:

"Which colleague, borrow a sword!"

As soon as these words came out, someone immediately responded: "Sect Master Yang, if you don't dislike it, just use the contemptible Qiushui Sword!"

As he spoke, a sword drew a graceful trajectory in mid-air, and finally fell into Yang Baichuan's left hand.

"Boom!"

The long sword was unsheathed, and the sword sounded and sounded.

Looking at it from afar, the autumn water sword is dust-free, the blade is clear and transparent, almost reflective, and the shape is simple and elegant.

Even if you are separated from a certain distance, you can feel the sharp and sharp meaning, and you are about to come out of the blade, and at first glance, it is a divine soldier who sharpens iron like clay!

After taking the sword, Yang Baichuan had a weak collar, heavy shoulders and elbows, chest and back, loose waist and no hips, shook a sword flower, and the sound of breaking the air was endless.

Immediately after, the momentum on his body changed, and his sharpness was unparalleled, as if it was fused with the long sword in his hand.

Man and sword in one!

This is the realm that countless swordsmen have dreamed of.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the audience was surprised, they didn't expect Yang Baichuan to have such attainments in swordsmanship.

At this time, Yang Baichuan looked at Ye Fan, Yuan Yue Zhi, and said word by word:

"Tai Chi swordsmanship, please teach me!"

As soon as the words fell, he raised his sword and made a move of the green dragon out of the water, attacking Ye Fan's front door.

Tai Chi swordsmanship is created by Wudang patriarch Zhang Sanfeng, bringing together the energy of yin and yang, regardless of the weight of the sword, it can also shrink freely from far and near, and has the characteristics of Tai Chi and swordsmanship two styles.

"Boom!"

On the Qiushui Sword, a sharp sword shot out in an instant, which seemed to empty the surrounding air.

Knowing Ye Fan's terrifying strength, Yang Baichuan showed no mercy at all, and used twelve percent of his skills.

However, in the face of this menacing sword, Ye Fan was calm, stepping on the mysterious footwork, his body was as ethereal as the breeze, and he easily dodged away.

A sword failed, Yang Baichuan was not lost, the long sword in his hand was like a bone appendage, pointing, stabbing, splitting, hanging, teasing, collapsing, and twisting, attacking Ye Fan's key points from various tricky angles.

However, his sword moves were a little slower after all.

After a few minutes, hundreds of swords came out, but they didn't even touch the corners of Ye Fan's clothes.

Under the elimination of one another, Yang Baichuan's defeat is a matter of time.

......

"Roar, roar, roar!"

Suddenly, Yang Baichuan's eyes were split, and he let out a deafening roar, shouting:

"Boy, suffer death! Tai Chi Sword Technique - Wind and Cloud Movement!"

As soon as the words fell, Yang Baichuan's sword was like a dragon, and people followed the sword.

The sword qi condensed into substance shot out, and gusts of wind blew in the banquet hall, like a small tornado, and countless tables and chairs were all blown away, and it was a mess.

The sword momentum was carried by a violent wind, and it spread its claws like a storm dragon and pounced towards Ye Fan.

As soon as this sword came out, the wind and clouds changed color.

The extremely powerful sword qi seemed to tear apart this space, and everything in the sky and on the ground was slashed!

Even from a long distance, those martial artists could still feel the horror of this sword, and a monstrous wave was set off in their hearts, and they were so surprised that they couldn't be more surprised, they didn't expect that Yang Baichuan would still hide such a trick to press the bottom of the box.

Everyone subconsciously took more than ten steps back, for fear of being affected.

Rao is like this, there are still some young martial artists with weak strength, and they even feel that they can't stand, and only under the protection of the elders of the division can they barely stand still.

This move "Wind and Cloud Movement" is Yang Baichuan's strongest killer weapon, and it gathers his lifelong martial arts will!

Simulating the fury of the wind with internal strength, he believed that even if Ye Fan was talented and became a martial arts master at a young age, it would be difficult to escape this sword!

However, at this moment, Ye Fan was still standing in place, not taking a step back, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a playful and disdainful smile.

It's like a god from above, looking down on all living beings.

No matter how hard those ants try, they are just ants after all.

When the Qiushui Sword was only one foot away from Ye Fan, he finally raised his right hand, flicked his fingers slightly, and walked towards the tip of the sword that was as sharp as clay.

......

"Look for death!"

Seeing this action, Yang Baichuan let out a roar like a lion's roar.

Prior to this, Ye Fan had also used the same flick of his fingers to shatter the long sword in the hand of He Feiyang, the eldest young man of the He family.

However, He Feiyang was only a young martial artist, and the long sword in his hand was only made of ordinary fine iron.

And now, Yang Baichuan, who is in the realm of grandmasters, is holding the famous sword "Qiushui", which is incomparably powerful, how can it be comparable to He Feiyang and his ilk?

Ye Fan repeated his old tricks, as if he didn't put Yang Baichuan in his eyes at all, which made him feel that he had been greatly insulted, how could he bear it?

In the eyes of the other martial artists in the field, Ye Fan's actions were like a mantis arm as a car, and a mayfly shaking a tree.

Yang Baichuan, who was furious, frantically urged the internal strength in the dantian, killing Ling Tian, and vowed to behead Ye Fan under the sword.

Looking at it from a distance, the slender and slender fingers, and the sharp and hard Qiushui Sword, there is no comparison at all, forming a strong visual contrast.

"Zheng!"

Sparks splashed everywhere, and a sound of gold and iron resounded.

The next moment, an incredible scene appeared in front of everyone's eyes-

The Qiushui sword slashed at the nail of Ye Fan's right index finger impartially, but it seemed to hit a solid wall, and it was difficult to enter.

And Ye Fan's fingernails were still intact, and not even a white mark appeared.

Oh, my God!

This...... How is this possible?

"Shhh

Countless martial artists subconsciously gasped, their pupils contracted suddenly, and their bodies shook violently, as if they were being grabbed by a pair of invisible big hands, and they were almost out of breath.

The scene that happened in the arena caused them an unprecedented visual impact and spiritual shock, and it was almost the peak of their worldview.

The martial arts master held a peerless divine product, and the pinnacle blow he unleashed was enough to split the mountain and break the waves.

But now, even Ye Fan's fingernails can't be injured.

For a while, everyone's eyes looked at Ye Fan, full of incredible and unprecedented fear.

With such a strong physical defense, where can a normal human being have?

This is clearly a monster in human skin!

"Hehe......"

Feeling everyone's surprised gaze, Ye Fan let out a chuckle, withdrew his right hand and rubbed the nail of his index finger, squinted at the Qiushui Sword in Yang Baichuan's hand, shook his head, and said with some regret:

"What a nail clippers! pity...... It's a little blunt, if only it were sharper!"