The leader of the Sword Sect is known as the world's number one swordsman and the strongest admirer of the Great Wei swordsmen.

When Thirteen Swords raised the Sect Master of the Sword Sect, everyone looked at him with a solemn expression.

Zhou Fan is no exception. His true energy has not been completely restored. It is still not enough to use the Raid Feather Spirit again, so he is willing to listen and wait.

"There are not many people in the world who deserve to be careful about the master's sword. That sword is actually very casual." Hou Shisanjian commented, and a solemn look appeared in his eyes. "But even such a casual sword will make me lose my mind for half a month."

"That half moon almost ruined me. Later, my master threw me into the winter lake, and I woke up with a tremor."

"The master seems to know what I am thinking. He said meaningfully that the sect leader's sword technique is not something that anyone can think of. In the past, there have been people in the Sword Sect who have thought about the sect leader's sword technique and went crazy."

"What kind of sword is that?" Zhou Fan asked curiously.

"It's not as lingering as the outside world thinks. It's very simple and simple to use the sect leader, but the man just had to catch it, and his head was cut off by a sword. I still don't understand how the sect leader did it." Hou Shisanjian chuckled: "My biggest goal now is to be able to catch the sect leader's sword."

"But don't get me wrong. My fourth sword is actually not very related to the sword that the sect leader uses. What the master said made me awaken, so why bother to think about the sect leader's sword technique? There is no need."

"I just need to use the fourth sword that is stronger than the sect leader's sword. The sword technique has never been related to the realm."

The whole audience was silent. The Hou Thirteen Swords were too arrogant. Even if that sword was just a sword that the Sect Master of the Sword Sect was casually swept, how could it be surpassed by ordinary swordsmen?

Zhou Fan looked at Hou Shisanjian with a serious expression.

"I was born among the markets. The market is a world full of popularity forever." The sword ring in Hou Shisanjian's hand was straightened and turned into the original short black sword. "Brother Zhou, this sword has not yet taken shape, but I only have this sword. If you can take my sword, I will give up directly."

"Please give me advice."

Swords and Four Markets!

The sword comes out of an illusion.

Zhou Fan saw a noisy city world, he saw a child running on the street with a black face and laughing, he saw a peddler carrying a pole of goods on his shoulders, saw a vendor setting up a stall on the roadside, and stood in front of the door and shouting loudly as his child went home for dinner.

The complete urban world is full of popularity, which makes people have to continue to look at it.

The lifelike world makes people depressed.

But the house not far away is a bit illusory and unreal.

Zhou Fan sighed, his body's breath became vast, and he completely incorporated the urban world.

The black sea water poured back into the black and oily streets, destroying those people full of life and everything, just like a flood.

When the illusion disappeared, the tip of the sword had already hovered in front of Zhou Fan's nose.

Zhou Fan gently tweaked the rust knife in his hand, and the thin black sword was pulled out and landed on the ground.

A trace of blood spilled out of the corner of Hou Shisanjian's mouth, and his lost eyes returned to focus. When he woke up, he smiled bitterly and said, "I admit defeat."

Hou Shisanjian bent down and picked up the thin black sword and put it into the sword box, bowed to Zhou Fan and jumped off the arena.

Many people under the ring showed a look of confusion.

In their vision, they just saw Hou Shisanjian making a slow sword.

There is no turbulent sword energy, and even the true energy is restrained and does not emit it.

It's like a sword that ordinary people can stab.

But it was just like this sword that Zhou Fan did not dodge or avoid it. Until the sword was about to penetrate Zhou Fan's head, Zhou Fan drew the sword.

At this time, Thirteen Swords admitted defeat without hesitation.

Such a scene made many candidates confused.

What exactly happened?

Only Du Ni, Li Chongniang guessed some of them, but she was not sure.

"Zhou Fansheng won the first place in the arena test, and Hou Shisanjian ranked second." The teacher was slightly stunned and said quickly.

Zhou Fan had already put the two swords into the scabbard and jumped off the ring calmly, but Hou Shisanjian's unripe sword touched him a lot.

If it weren't for the infinite power of the strange sea, the inevitable sword would have stabbed or even killed him.

"This is..." Old Master Zhang Li paused for a moment and said, "Is it a sword intent?"

"It should be." Zhongtian also had a strange look on his face and said with a look of surprise: "You have realized the sword intent at such an age and such a state. Even if the sword intent is incomplete, the talent of Hou Shisan Jian is too good. He is still an outer disciple of the Sword Sect..."

"Hey, if the Sword Sect doesn't value him, I want to include him in my Zhang Li family." Old Master Zhang Li thought for a while and said, "I can give him the same treatment as the little fox."

Zhongtian smiled and said, "I advise you not to think too much. How could the Sword Sect not pay attention to the talent of Hou Shisan Jian? If he does not pay attention, no matter how good his talent is, he will not be able to cultivate to this level so quickly. He cannot enter the inner sect. It is just limited by the rules of the Sword Sect. In fact, he is the core disciple of the Sword Sect."

"If you want to compete with the Sword Sect, I guess the masters of the Sword Sect will come to your door soon to ask for your advice."

Old Master Zhang Li coughed dryly and said, "I'm just talking about how dare I compete with the Sword Sect for disciples."

"The sword of Hou Shisanjian is powerful, but he lost." Yuanhai suddenly spoke.

Both Zhongtian and Zhang Li were silent for a moment.

If Hou Shisan Jian is a real swordsman genius, what happened to Zhou Fan?

A warrior who doesn't even have the Qi Gang section can break a sword containing sword intent, which can only be described as a monster.

"I can't see through it either. His martial arts are said to be a martial arts force, but this martial arts force is a bit too strong..." Zhongtian looked puzzled, "The disciples from Diao Shenzong are really powerful."

What he was puzzled in his heart was why he had never heard of such a powerful hidden sect? Could it be that it was a sect that was even older than the academy than the Great Wei Dynasty, or that it was not in the Great Wei Dynasty, so it seemed that it was unknown.

"The whole game is the most important thing." Old Master Zhang Li said concisely: "I feel that he still has a backup plan. Even if Hou Shisanjian completes that sword, he will not be his opponent."

"Amitabha, my journey is far inferior to him." Yuanhai sighed lightly.

This is a fact that has to be admitted.

Zhou Fan walked off the arena, which naturally attracted a lot of attention.

The candidates did not leave, and there were still three are fighting, and they had to wait a while before they left.

"Brother Zhou, is it okay?" Li Chongniang asked with concern.

She saw the power of the sword, but she didn't know if Zhou Fan would suffer any invisible injuries after taking the sword.

Zhou Fan just shook his head slightly and signaled that he was fine. He was still thinking about the fourth sword of the Thirteen Swords.

The sword was extraordinary, which made Zhou Fan understand one thing. Even if he had the help of Huihe Space, there was still a mountain high. There must be a younger generation in this world who was even more powerful than Hou Shisan Jian.
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