Hao Zi Ming Dynasty walked over to Ling Qingshan and looked over. He couldn't help but squint his eyes and look at it. He laughed and said: "Brother Qingshan has been very energetic in the past three years. It seems that he has made a lot of progress! Anyway, there are still a few days before the time stone can be sealed. , how about the three of us spar?"
"That's fine! I haven't seen Brother Hao's methods in three years, and I really want to see Brother Hao's current strength. Brother Hao is low-key and tolerant, not showing off, and he has always wanted to see it! As for Brother Ye, I'm just afraid of his strength. It's hidden even deeper."
Ling Qingshan's eyes flashed and he said calmly.
In the palace examination more than a year later, he and Hao Ziming will definitely compete for the top three in the palace examination. Maybe even Ye Fan wants to compete for the top three. Now that he has tried it, he feels more confident. He will have more time to prepare in the next year or so.
"But there are three of us here, how can we fight? If two versus one, the one with fewer people will definitely lose. One versus one, two people spend a lot of energy, and the remaining one will definitely take advantage, which may not reflect that person's strength. True strength. How about this, limited to three moves! Two brothers please invite me first, I will take action later!"
Ye Fan shook his head slightly.
"good!"
"When Wu Hou fights, three moves are enough!"
Hao Ziming and Ling Qingshan immediately agreed.
Ye Fan stepped aside, leaving enough space for Hao Ziming and Ling Qingshan.
The two Wuhous were originally at the top level in the Imperial Academy, and were above the third or fourth level in the Wuhou period. Now three years later, they have reached the fourth or fifth level of Wuhou Stage, and their strength has greatly increased!
Ling Qingshan pulled out the Jinxuan Sword and made an inviting gesture to Hao Ziming.
Whoosh~!
The Jinxuan Sword in Ling Qingshan's hand instantly cut out a large arc of golden light covering a hundred feet, and slashed towards Hao Ziming opposite.
The first move is a powerful, wide-area golden light slash.
The extremely sharp semicircular golden light, with a "chi~" sound, almost split the air within a hundred feet in radius, and the air waves billowed.
The metal system is the first of all systems, the most sharp one.
There is no need for fancy tricks or combat techniques. Defeating the enemy with sharpness is the right way. No matter how strong the defense is, no matter how dexterous the vitality combat skills are, one can rely on Jin's sharpness to defeat the enemy head-on.
Unless the enemy cannot be defeated head-on, it means that he is weaker than the enemy.
"Well done!"
Hao Ziming shouted, and almost immediately before Ling Qingshan made his move, he retreated into the distance.
He is a Wood-type Wuhou, and he does not dare to take on Ling Qingshan's domineering and sharp golden blade.
At the same time, the Qingxuan sword in his hand flickered, shooting out a green misty sword light several feet long, shooting towards Ling Qingshan a hundred feet away.
This green sword light is also extremely powerful, with a force of more than ten thousand kilograms, which is enough to crack mountains and crack rocks, and break open holes tens of feet deep in hard rocks.
"Dang~!"
Ling Qingshan's eyes turned cold, and he immediately raised his sword to block the burst of green sword light. The green sword light was reflected on the blade and shot towards the ground, leaving a faint sword light mark on the black black stone on the ground.
Ling Qingshan was also knocked back several steps by this force.
The two Wuhou fought fiercely in the hall.
Ye Fan watched from the side and couldn't help but nodded secretly.
Hao Ziming was worthy of being a veteran Wuhou. Knowing that he was defeated head-on, he immediately resorted to long-distance sword fighting. The green sword light he released condensed and never dispersed, and was more powerful than Ling Qingshan's Golden Light Slash.
Although Ling Qingshan's gold-based combat skills were overbearing and difficult to withstand head-on, they did not pose much of a threat to Hao Ziming from a distance. If Hao Ziming kept fighting, he would probably fight for three days and three nights.
Although Hao Ziming is a bit weak in head-on combat, he has a strong foundation in cultivation and strong endurance, so he can fight with ease.
However, although the two men fought fiercely.
But Ye Fan clearly felt that they obviously did not show their real trump card, they were just trying it out tentatively, and had no intention of revealing their true abilities.
Three moves and one pass!
Ling Qingshan immediately sheathed the knife, shook his head and said with a smile: "Brother Hao is becoming more and more proficient in this tactic of avoiding the important and taking the easy. If we continue to fight like this, I will be dragged to death! Forget it, I won't be happy if I don't fight you. Ye Brother, how about we fight against each other?"
"Okay, Brother Qingshan, please!"
Ye Fan waved his hand with the purple ice phantom gun, the crystal-like spear tip, a faint icy mist lingering, and said lightly.
Ling Qingshan's frontal melee combat was extremely fierce.
He wanted to try Ling Qingshan's three moves.
"Brother Ye, if you want to use this gun to fight with me in close combat, I will be taking too much advantage! I'm afraid you can't stop even one move of your Ice Mysterious Spear! If it is chopped into pieces, it will be a waste of ice. Mysterious Spear!"
Ling Qingshan did not take action immediately, but frowned and looked at the Ice Xuan Spear in Ye Fan's hand. The power of his Jinxuan Sword was extremely overbearing, and even Hao Ziming was not willing to use the Qingxuan Sword to resist him head-on.
"It doesn't matter!"
"Okay, take the move!"
Ling Qingshan said no more, shouted sharply, and suddenly slashed out the Jinxuan Sword in his hand. It is still the move used to deal with Hao Ziming, the large semicircle golden light slash, sweeping out in a wide range, covering Ye Fan who is moving forward.
This move is simple, but it forces the opponent to either force the attack or escape.
Ye Fan did not retreat but advanced, suddenly charging forward. At the same time, he vibrated the purple ice phantom gun in his hand, holding the gun horizontally with both hands, injecting a large amount of ice energy into the gun body, and blocked Ling Qingshan's Jinxuan Knife.
"clang--!"
The Jinxuan knife slashed into the center of the purple ice phantom gun.
Ye Fan is extremely confident in his top-quality purple ice phantom gun. The Jin Xuan Dao can never cut off this gun, and it can't even injure him at all.
Ye Fan suddenly felt a huge earthquake force, like the impact of a heavy mountain, which was transmitted from the gun body to his arms. His hands were almost numb from the shock, and the mysterious gun in his hand was about to be released.
He hurriedly relaxed his palms and allowed the body of the mysterious spear to bend under the force, dissolving this powerful force. At the same time, his feet slid on the ground, sliding several feet away and dissipating almost 0% of Ling Qingshan's hard force.
The violent force of tens of thousands of kilograms pressed the gun almost half-bent.
However, this knife did not cut off the Purple Ice Phantom Gun, it just bent it, and in the process of bending, it eliminated the power of the Jinxuan Knife. The power of Jin Xuan Dao has been exhausted, but huge power has been accumulated in the curved gun of the purple ice phantom gun.
Ye Fan is quite satisfied with his physical strength, and he has also practiced his basic marksmanship very deeply. A "block" move of basic marksmanship can even block Ling Qingshan's powerful move.
"Bang!"
Ye Fan held the Purple Ice Phantom Gun tightly with both arms and shouted softly. The Purple Ice Phantom Gun rebounded suddenly, knocking the Jin Xuan Knife back.
After Ling Qingshan slashed out with his sword, his old strength was exhausted and new strength was not generated. He was unable to suppress this counterattack force. He stepped back ten steps before standing still. He couldn't help but look horrified and shocked.
Ye Fan's purple ice phantom gun was not damaged at all!
This shocked him extremely.
What's even more unimaginable is!
Head-to-head!
Ye Fan actually used his spear to block his knife back!
Doesn't this mean that the physical strength of Ye Fan, the newly promoted Wuhou, is no longer lower than that of his fourth-level Wuhou! Could it be that in the past three years, Ye Fan's cultivation level has not been at the second or third level of Wu Houqi, but at the fourth or even fifth level?
How can this be! ?
Ling Qingshan was shocked.
"This... Brother Ye's cultivation is so profound?!"
Hao Ziming, who was watching the battle from a distance, was even more stunned.
He originally thought that Ye Fan might be able to learn his methods and fight Ling Qingshan with a few moves, and at least he would be able to win or lose. Unexpectedly, Ye Fan actually used the Ice Mysterious Spear to resist, and even resisted, forcing Ling Qingshan back.
The most important thing is that Ye Fan did not use any killer move or any other trick, but just a "block" move with basic marksmanship. He relied on his physical strength and basic marksmanship to block Ling Qingshan's powerful Golden Light Slash. That's all.
This is the most basic manifestation of strength, without any bells and whistles.
This makes it even more terrifying!
This means that even Ling Qingshan's most powerful and domineering frontal attack can't do anything to Ye Fan.
"Brother Qingshan, take my move!"
After Ye Fan blocked a move, he immediately counterattacked while Ling Qingshan was knocked back by the rebound, and suddenly shocked the purple ice phantom gun.
The figure carried the purple ice phantom gun, turned into a stream of purple light, and shot towards Ling Qingshan.
"Ice blast vortex gun!"
The purple ice phantom gun in Ye Fan's hand stabbed out, and suddenly the ice-cold air exploded, and a vortex of ice air appeared from the tip of the gun.
Almost instantly, a huge ice vortex dozens of feet long appeared. This vortex is like an ice blast, terrifying and threatening, enough to instantly engulf the opponent with an ice blast.
In the center of this ice vortex, it is the sharpest tip of the purple ice phantom gun, blooming with a sharp cold light.
"good!"
Ling Qingshan's face darkened, he let out a sharp roar, held his sword horizontally, and used the huge blade to block the tip of Ye Fan's purple ice phantom gun. He had to use the same basic block to resist Ye Fan's powerful and domineering marksmanship. See how far apart he is from Mark.
"clang!"
"Bah!"
The moment Ling Qingshan resisted Ye Fan's purple ice phantom gun, he suddenly felt a huge explosion, which made his arms almost numb. He gritted his teeth, held on tightly, and slid back to resolve the impact of this terrifying force.
It's just that his Jin Xuan Knife is not as bendable as Ye Fan's Purple Ice Gun. He can't rely on the bending of the blade to resolve the force. He can only bear it by himself.
However, Ling Qingshan didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief.
The huge rotation force of the spear tip made the Jin Xuan Dao in his hand "squeak", an extremely clear sound of gold.
"Oops! The blade is damaged!"
The moment Ling Qingshan heard the harsh golden sound, his heart ached, and he finally understood.
The gun in Ye Fan's hand looks very much like a gun made of purple ice crystal. It is clearly a mysterious gun made of gold material, not ice material at all. Although he was very confused as to why the material was so similar to purple ice crystal, it was definitely a fact.
Moreover, the forging material used in Ye Fan's Purple Ice Gun is much stronger than his top-grade Jinxuan Knife.
A strong whirlpool of ice bursts, and large swaths of wind and snow engulfed Ling Qingshan entirely.
Ye Fan finished all his moves, put away his gun, and flew back dozens of feet away, looking calmly at the pile of human-shaped ice in front of him. His move was quite powerful, but it obviously couldn't hurt Ling Qingshan.
"boom!"
Ling Qingshan's whole body was shaken, shaking away a large amount of ice blast and snow around him, and he walked out of the ice pile.
His face was slightly pale due to the strong cold air, and he did not look at Ye Fan or Hao Ziming. He first nervously glanced at the blade of the Jinxuan Knife in his hand, which had a small rice hole drilled by the Purple Ice Phantom Gun. , and suddenly felt extremely painful.
Although this will not degrade the quality of the Jinxuan Sword, it is the first time that the Jinxuan Sword has suffered such heavy damage.