Luo Yonghao flipped his back and pulled out the long sword behind him. Strands of internal strength were flowing. His qi and blood were lifted to the peak. He shouted softly when he was rushing to eat, and his feet suddenly stepped on the ground. He snatched Han Bufan. The long sword in his hand suddenly slashed towards Han Bufan, slashing out a sharp sword light.

The sword light turned into a shining white shadow, slashing Han Bufan's forehead.

Han Bufan took a step back slightly, and the long sword in his hand slashed out like lightning, fast, fast, fast!

It's really almost at its peak!

"when!"

"when!"

"when!"

The swords and swords of the two sides intersected and collided fiercely, and even a shocking spark could be seen flashing. With the sound of crisp collisions, Han Bufan was very fast, but Luo Yonghao's speed was not much slower. More importantly, he, the swordsman, and the experienced Taoist, could intercept Han Bufan at critical moments.

The figures of both sides kept interlacing through the venue, with fierce and fierce movements. The members of the Silver Wolf Mercenary Group beside them could only watch, but they had no way to help.

Compared with the two on the field, their strength is far inferior. The only thing they can do is to surround the field to prevent Han Bufan from escaping. However, it seems that there is no need now, and Han Bufan seems to have no intention of escaping at all.

But they were stormy in their hearts. Who is the leader? How could they not know, they are experienced and ruthless. Even the younger generation of the three major forces and disciples of the same realm will definitely not be the leader's opponent. Even the so-called first red-clothed disciple of the Qianlong Gang may not be the leader's opponent. Han Bufan had never heard of the name before. If it weren't for the experience in this month, they would not believe that someone could force the leader to this point.

But if that person was this young demon, nothing could have happened.

Han Bufan avoided Luo Yonghao's sword and suddenly stepped out of his feet. A terrible force recoiled at his feet. At the same time, he snatched out like an arrow from the string. At the same time, the long sword was shot out in his hand, and the sword light torn apart and stabbed directly at Luo Yonghao's shoulder.

Luo Yonghao was shocked and quickly retracted the long sword and blocked it.

With a "date!", the long sword and the long sword collided. Suddenly, Luo Yonghao's palm trembled, and he almost couldn't even hold the long sword and flew out directly.

He felt the force on the blade stacking waves, and the force was stacked together. The force of a sword might not be nothing, but when several force were stacked together, the force even made him unable to hold it.

He quickly retreated back and left the area covered by Han Bufan's sword light.

“Tick tick!”

Blood dripped from Luo Yonghao's fingers holding the knife, and his arms were shaking slightly.

Luo Yonghao's eyes at Han Bufan changed, and he was shocked to the tiger's mouth with just one sword. This force was too exaggerated. The power of several swords was superimposed into a sword, and the power was superimposed. Even if it was born with divine power, it was probably just like that.

At this time, the members of the Silver Wolf Mercenary Group were still a little stunned. Before they could react, what happened? Why was the leader who was fighting fiercely on the field actually injured and his tiger's mouth cracked? Is his power really that great?

The slightly thin figure of Han Bufan in the field and the blood dripping from Luo Yonghao's palm holding the knife formed a sharp contrast, making people feel extremely unreal.

"You actually hide your strength?" Luo Yonghao said in a cold tone. Although he was a little disbelief, this was the only slightly more reliable explanation so far.

The members of the Silver Wolf Mercenary Group were immediately a little turbulent. Han Bufan hid his strength. Didn’t he use all his strength when he killed their deputy leader just now?

Han Bufan nodded slightly with a smile, but this smile seemed to be like a devilish smile to the members of the Silver Wolf Mercenary Group.

"It's thanks to you that I can only get to this level within a month. Now it's time to settle the accounts. I'm just testing you just now!" Han Bufan sneered slightly. He treated Luo Yonghao as a preview of the assessment of the disciples in red and practiced his skills a little.

"Okay, okay, okay, I underestimate you!" Luo Yonghao's face was filled with this sinister expression. It was a shame to be so embarrassed by Han Bufan, the junior.

His eyes were extremely resentful and stared at Han Bufan, gritting his teeth, like a poisonous snake, swallowing a pill in one bite to replenish the consumption, and also treating the injuries on his body.

"Han Bufan, do you think you have learned the martial arts of entering the level?" Luo Yonghao said coldly. His qi and blood surged, and even made people hear the sound of running water. It was the essence and blood in his body rushing.

Luo Yonghao suddenly stepped on his feet, his whole body jumped up and snatched over. The sword light swept across and burst out with an inch of sword light, almost bursting out through his body. It was indeed the power that only martial arts who entered the level could burst out, which was not something that basic martial arts could achieve.

But Luo Yonghao only had this trick. This was recorded in a martial arts fragment he obtained in a cave once. Han Bufan was able to exchange points for the martial arts in the Qianlong Gang to enter the level, but Luo Yonghao could only get it by chance. It was still a fragment. This is the difference between casual cultivators and disciples of famous sects.

Faced with Luo Yonghao's move, Han Bufan finally looked a little more serious. He breathed a little, then suddenly raised his energy, and completely lifted his strength, and took action like lightning in his hand.

"Thirteen Swords of Lightning, the Seventh Sword!"

Han Bufan finally improved his strength to the peak, and he scored the winner in one go.

Han Bufan's sword light took action one after another, but it had already merged into a sword light halfway, and the seven swords were integrated into one.

"Puff!"

The sword light that Luo Yonghao slashed out was actually slashed open. The sword collided with the tip of the knife. With a huge roar, Luo Yonghao's long sword shook violently, and the force quickly exceeded his arm, and a violent tremor.

"Bang!"

Finally, his palm couldn't hold it, and the long sword flew out and pierced through a member of the Silver Wolf Mercenary Group, and then pierced into a log.

"not good!"

Luo Yonghao suddenly cried out in secret, endured the numbness and pain, and fled backwards, but Han Bufan didn't give him this opportunity at all, and in just a moment he made up with another sword.

"Puff!"

A blood flower bloomed in Luo Yonghao's throat, and the hot blood splattered around him.

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