"Since the young sect of your sect thinks that I am a spy, Brother Zhao, then, I will leave here. ”

Yang Fan sneered, turned around and was about to leave.

Zhao Tianqing was taken aback and hurriedly wanted to stop it.

But at this moment, the young sect master of the Qinglian Sword Sect snorted coldly again: "This is the territory of our Qinglian Sword Sect, how can you come if you want to, and leave if you want!"

As he spoke, he stopped talking nonsense, and with a direct finger, a sword qi struck at Yang Fan.

At this moment, Zhao Tianqing had no choice, glanced at the sect master, and saw that he had no intention of stopping it, he sighed in his heart, and had to retreat.

"How can it be!"

Yang Fan was furious, flipped back, raised his hand, and pointed at the same point.

Between these fingers, the endless edge is all in one of them, and not only that, but in this edge, there is also a masculine rune, which shoots out, and the power is very powerful.

At least, it was much stronger than the sneak attack of the young sect master of the Qinglian Sword Sect.

In this case, the young sect master of the Qinglian Sword Sect naturally fell to the downside, and the sword qi shot out was shattered by Yang Fan's sword qi, and even more so by the sword qi in front of him.

However, this young sect master does not seem to be a pampered person, seeing this sword qi approaching, he clicked lightly, and in his mouth, he actually spit out a rotating cyan lotus sword qi, blocking the sword qi that Yang Fan struck out.

"It's a good thing, but it's not enough!"

The young sect master blocked this sword qi, and a light whistling sound like a dragon's groan suddenly came from his body, and then, in his hand, there was an additional spirit sword glowing with blue light.

"Let's get out of the sword!"

The young sect master of the Qinglian Sword Sect, holding a sword in his hand, stood proudly.

Yang Fan smiled slightly: "My sword, you are not qualified to see it, and I want to defeat you." It's at your fingertips. ”

After speaking, regardless of the ugly face of the young sect master of the Qinglian Sword Sect, Yang Fan casually probed, and in the void, he pulled out a long sword, this sword, naturally, he used 100,000 sword light to integrate the edge of the whole body, plus the masculine runes, and the fearless sword intent. It can be said that this long sword already contains all the sword methods that Yang Fan's whole body can be integrated.

It can be seen that Yang Fan attaches great importance to this young sect master.

"What an arrogant boy, today, if I, Li Chengfeng, don't defeat you and force out your natal spirit sword, I won't believe Li. ”

The young sect master of the Qinglian Sword Sect. But he was furious.

Yang Fan's contemptuous attitude really made him unbearable.

But he didn't know, where did Yang Fan get the Lingbao-level immortal sword at this moment?

It is the sect master of the Qinglian Sword Sect. The brows finally furrowed slightly, and with his eyesight, he could naturally see that the long sword condensed in Yang Fan's hand. Although it is transformed by sword light, the quality is no less than that of the Lingbao Flying Sword in the middle grade. Moreover, this long sword, if used properly, is more convenient than the Lingbao-level flying sword, even if it is destroyed, it will not be heartbroken, it can be said that just this hand is enough to make people pay attention.

It's just that the sect master of the Qinglian Sword Sect also has great confidence in his son, and he is naturally annoyed that Yang Fan is so disdainful and contemptuous of his son.

I hope that my son can dissipate the sharpness of this disciple of the Pure Yang Palace, and let him understand that in this Liuli Heaven, it is not the territory of the Pure Yang Palace.

"Arrogance is not up to you, you can force out my natal immortal sword, let's talk about this kind of thing again. ”

Yang Fan snorted coldly, and the long sword in his hand flew out.

Shout!

The young sect master of the Qinglian Sword Sect on the opposite side, although he was so angry that his brows jumped, he did not lose his mind, and he was not arrogant, just like Yang Fan, he condensed the qi sword to fight the enemy.

On the contrary, this Li Chengfeng is very cautious.

Therefore, when the condensed long sword in Yang Fan's hand flew out, the middle-grade spirit treasure level immortal sword in his hand also flew out.

Looking at that breath, Yang Fan judged that this son was about to be in the early stage of the Golden Immortal, but he had already entered the third order of the Golden Immortal, and he was one step away from stepping into the middle stage of the Golden Immortal.

The middle-grade spirit treasure level immortal sword in his hand was also not bad, at least, it was not much weaker than the first immortal sword that Ye Lingtian used when he was in the lower realm.

It can be seen from this that the strength of this son is quite extraordinary.

However, if Yang Fan had just arrived in the immortal realm, he would still feel very tricky when he met this Li Chengfeng, but now, he already has a lot of coping methods, but he is much more relaxed.

Just as the sect master of the Qinglian Sword Sect thought, although this qi sword, in terms of quality, was not as good as the real Lingbao-level immortal sword, but in terms of control, it was much more subtle and easy to control.

Casually, Yang Fan's qi sword collided with Li Chengfeng's Lingbao-level immortal sword several times, and it was as if Yang Fan's qi sword was about to crack.

Li Chengfeng couldn't help but laugh proudly.

Yang Fan also laughed and shouted softly: "Burst!"

With this explosion, the qi sword burst open, directly shocking Li Chengfeng's Lingbao-level immortal sword and flying out.

Vaguely, Li Chengfeng himself was affected, and his face turned pale.

Just as he was about to say something to Yang Fan, he saw that Yang Fan casually pulled out another qi sword, and with a push of his hand, this sword pounced on him.

Immediately, he couldn't say anything, Li Chengfeng's mind turned, and the Lingbao-level immortal sword that flew out flew back again, blocking the qi sword dangerously.

Just when Li Chengfeng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he saw Yang Fan smile again.

"Boom!"

This spit out, Li Chengfeng's heart trembled.

Then, I saw that my Lingbao-level immortal sword was blown away again.

After these two explosions, even the top-grade Lingbao Immortal Sword became dim at this time, but when Li Chengfeng looked at Yang Fan, he almost vomited blood.

Because this guy, once again, pulled out a long sword from the void.

It seems that the previous two bursts had no effect on him at all.

"Could it be that this kid can condense the qi sword without limit, if that's the case, even if I have a top-grade spirit treasure level fairy sword, I will be consumed to death by this kid!"

As soon as he thought of this, Li Chengfeng couldn't help but retreat a little.

Yang Fan saw this, and his heart was slightly relieved.

This qi sword, naturally, cannot be condensed without limit, and it is not a true dragon of luck, as long as the national fortune is still there, it can be condensed at will, but even if it is a true dragon of luck, if it is consumed too much, it will also affect the national fortune.

Therefore, it is impossible to cohesive without limits.

It's the same with this air sword.

Yang Fan's qi sword is usually made of 100,000 sword lights, the edge in the body, plus the masculine runes, and the fearless sword intent, every time it bursts, these things will naturally be a little less, although it doesn't look obvious, but if it comes more than a dozen times in a row, Yang Fan's body, I'm afraid there will be no more sword light, a little edge. (To be continued......)