Sword Qi to the Sky

Chapter 51 My Sword is
From the direction of Jianfeng, a figure walked towards Li Fan.

This man is eighteen years old, a disciple of Jianfeng, and his name is Xu Han.

Xu Han held a sword in his hand, the sword energy was cold and chilling, his eyes were also cold, staring at Li Fan.

Xu Han is also an orphan. His parents were killed by demons and he was taken to the mountains to be raised. However, his path was very bumpy. No elders took special care of him. There were many talented disciples at Jianfeng, and he had no special qualities.

Therefore, he could only put in several times more effort than others. He maintained his sword while others were eating, and practiced sword-fighting while others were resting.

Day after day, year after year, he finally learned something.

Now, he needs an opportunity, an opportunity to go to Sword Valley.

Li Fan has attracted much attention because of Ye Qinghuang, so it is most appropriate to choose him as the opponent.

At the same time, he was somewhat jealous of Li Fan.

Although Li Shan didn't like Li Fan very much, he thought that compared to these, Li Fan got more. His master, senior brothers and sisters all took care of him.

This junior fellow apprentice from Shenxiu Peak has been pampered far more than others since he was young.

Moreover, his senior sister is Ye Qinghuang and his senior brother is Wen Ruyu.

Why is all this happening?
With the tip of the sword pointing diagonally at the ground, Xu Han suddenly rushed towards Li Fan, sword energy circulating around him, with a chilling chill.

Li Fan stood there, seeming to feel the chill coming from the other person, and a gust of wind blew past and surrounded his body.

As he took a step, a breeze surrounded him and his body moved forward like the wind. This was the Qingfeng Jue.

"Magic." When everyone saw Li Fan's movements, they knew that it was a spell acting on him.

When Xu Han saw Li Fan coming towards him, he slashed out with a sword through the air. The cold light was dazzling, and a sword energy slashed towards Li Fan through the air.

However, Li Fan did not stop at all, and continued to move towards him, brushing past the sword light like a gust of wind.

Xu Han's body flew up, his sword energy was as fast as the wind, and he swung out several swords in an instant. Many sword lights covered the space in front, blocking Li Fan's escape direction.

"Bang." Li Fan took a step and his body turned into a series of afterimages, moving with the wind. The blood in his body roared, and his body appeared in front of Xu Han. He raised his hand and blasted towards Xu Han who was flying in the air and slashing down.

Feeling the oppressive feeling, a bright sword light flashed between Xu Han's eyebrows. Powerful sword energy flowed through his body. A flying sword shot out, and the sword in his hand then chopped down.

Li Fan's eyes flashed with brilliance, a loud dragon roar was heard, and a golden dragon shadow appeared behind him. He continued to slap his palms forward, as if a dragon was roaring out angrily.

"Boom..." A loud explosion was heard, and Xu Han's body was knocked away. The sword flew back, and the sword in his hand was knocked to the ground. He groaned, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Wu Po!"

Everyone stared at Li Fan, only to see the young man standing in the battlefield, his body still standing there straight. Behind him, a golden dragon shadow was surrounding him, which was extremely shocking.

"Martial arts, law."

Elder Li Shan, who was sitting on the stairs, looked at Li Fan. In the brief confrontation between the two, Li Fan only attacked once, approaching with magic and attacking with martial arts, defeating Xu Han with one blow.

Moreover, this young man actually condensed his martial spirit?

It seems that his master and Ye Qinghuang have worked hard on this young man, not only allowing him to live and grow up, but also allowing him to practice martial arts and magic.

Li Fan saluted the injured Xu Han.

Xu Han looked ashen as he climbed up and walked downstairs.

He probably knew that he would never be able to enter Jian Valley.

At this time, another figure walked out. This person was burly and domineering, and seemed to be wild.

"Lishan, Wuyi Peak Yuchi Hou, please give me your guidance."

A terrifying aura emanated from him, and behind him, a huge shadow appeared. It was a gigantic ape monster, which gave people a strong sense of oppression.

"Martial Spirit." Everyone looked at Yuchi Hou. Being able to condense a martial spirit at the Grandmaster level was either an innate talent or a fortuitous encounter.

He walked forward, and every step he took caused the ground to shake, and as his pace quickened, it was like an earthquake.

"Bang..." The ground shook violently, and the other party leaped into the air, flying into the sky like a demon ape, and shot towards Li Fan when landing, extremely wild.

Li Fan bent his knees, a breeze surrounded him, and the next moment his body shot up and rushed towards the opponent.

The two met in the air and punched at the same time, the Ape Strike Technique and the Dragon Demon Bone Fist collided and slammed from the air to the ground.

The sounds of ape howling and dragon roaring were heard at the same time, and with a loud bang, the opponent's body was smashed away.

But Yuchi Hou suddenly shot out again in an instant. He took out a long stick from behind him, flew into the air again, and waved the long stick in the sky. A terrifying pressure burst out and pressed towards Li Fan.

"Martial intention."

Yuchi Hou, understood the meaning of martial arts.

The shadow of the stick danced, and Yuchi Hou swept downwards. Li Fan's magic power surged, and then he saw golden threads shooting out from his body and heading towards Yuchi Hou who was falling from the sky.

These golden threads were extremely fast, and Yuchi Hou, who was flying in the air, found it difficult to dodge them. He was actually bound by the spell, and the artistic conception of his stick technique was instantly extinguished. He roared, and with great force, he broke the golden threads, but his arms and the long stick in his hand were still entangled by thousands of threads.

Li Fan's body appeared, the dragon roared, and rushed out with Li Fan's fist, knocking Yuchi Hou's body out in the air, and it fell in the distance.

Li Fan landed on the ground, Yuchi Hou stood up, nodded at Li Fan, then turned around and left.

"Brother Xiaofan is so awesome." Among the crowd, Xiaoqi's eyes were shining.

"When did this happen? He didn't even tell me. This is outrageous." The young man next to him said angrily, feeling like he was cheated by Li Fan.

"Why should I tell you?" Xiao Qi said contemptuously.

"Because I'm his brother." The young man said confidently. Xiao Qi curled her lips.

"Where's your sword?"

Just when Li Fan won two games in a row, a voice came from the direction of the main seat of Lishan. It was the old man in black. He stared at Li Fan with a cold look in his eyes and said, "Didn't your master teach you the way of the sword?"

He was the most gifted swordsman in Lishan, yet his disciples didn't even use swords?
Martial arts or law?

what is this?
Li Fan looked at the old man in black. According to seniority, he should call him uncle-master.

The old man in black is named Wu Tong, the old blind man’s junior brother, his real junior brother.

Although he didn't know what happened between the two brothers, Wu Tong never liked him.

At the same time, Wu Tong is also the master of Wuya Peak, one of the nine peaks of Lishan.

"Ye Qinghuang, you brought him to participate in the Lishan Sword Test. Are you here for the Sword Valley?" Wu Tong looked in the direction of Ye Qinghuang and said loudly.

"Uncle Master, yes." Ye Qinghuang nodded: "Li Fan, a disciple of Shenxiu Peak, came to participate in the Lishan Sword Test and wants a place in the Sword Valley."

Ye Qinghuang's voice was very soft, but it sounded decisive.

"Then let me see his sword." Wu Tong said loudly: "Lin Zhao, let him see your sword too."

"Yes, Master."

Among the crowd, a figure stood up and walked towards the battlefield.

Lin Zhao, who was in the late stage of Spirit Refining, was the most talented disciple of this generation at Wuya Peak. Among all the disciples who took part in the Lishan Sword Test, his strength could rank among the top ten.

"Defeat him and let him go back to practice well." Wu Tong continued.

"Yes." Lin Zhao nodded, holding a sword in his hand. He looked at Li Fan and asked, "Where is your sword?"

Li Fan didn't answer.

“Please give me your guidance.” Lin Zhao raised his sword.

The next moment, the sword in his hand shot out, flashing with cold light, as if with shining starlight, and killed in an instant.

"So fast……"

An idea appeared in the minds of the people below, and Li Fan retreated instantly, accompanied by the breeze.

But the next moment, Lin Zhao grasped his sword and continued forward like a flash of lightning, pointing the sword directly at Li Fan.

Li Fan moved to the side, and saw Lin Zhao's arm shaking. Sword shadows appeared in the sky, and beams of sword light blocked all directions, shooting out like cold stars.

A flash of sword light passed by, and Li Fan's figure retreated into the distance. He looked down and saw a tear in his clothes.

Li Fan raised his head and looked at Lin Zhao, only to see the other party waving his arm. A storm of sword energy blew up in front of the other party, and nine swords flew across the sky.

Li Fan looked at Ye Qinghuang in the distance, only to see that she was also looking at him and smiling at him gently.

Li Fan also smiled, his body full of powerful blood and energy roaring, his martial spirit of a dragon surrounding him, his pupils turning golden, a sword energy emanating from him, also bringing up a sword energy storm, a sword light flashing between his eyebrows.

The next moment, his body moved forward like a sword drawn from its sheath.

There was a loud thunder explosion, and the magic spell of Heavenly Thunder was unleashed, and beams of lightning struck towards Lin Zhao.

Lin Zhao slapped his palms forward, and suddenly nine swords flew out like a waterfall, bursting out like star beams. His body moved with the swords, wandering in the thunder.

A loud dragon roar was heard, Li Fan raised his hand and slammed towards the Nine Swords, and a golden dragon phantom roared and rushed forward.

"Boom boom boom!" The nine swords slammed into the dragon, spinning rapidly, crushing everything, penetrating the dragon's body, and continued to kill Li Fan. Lin Zhao's body leaped up, his body seemed to turn into a sword and move, like a beam of sword light piercing out.

"The sword is here!"

Li Fan shouted loudly into the air, and the sword energy around him turned into a sharp sword, clanging. In an instant, the sword moved with thunder, like thousands of lightning bolts coming down to kill and submerge Lin Zhao's body.

The sword energy at the center of Lin Zhao's eyebrows roared fiercely. He swung the sword in his hand, and suddenly a sword curtain appeared, surrounding his body. Beams of thundering sword light fell down and hit the sword curtain.

"Go..." A dazzling sword light flashed in Lin Zhao's eyes, and the sword between his eyebrows roared out like a star, and a beam of light appeared in the air.

"go."

Almost at the same moment, the flying sword between Li Fan's eyebrows also flew out. The two flying swords intersected and collided in mid-air, making a sharp sword whistling sound, and a terrifying tearing sword energy spread towards the surroundings.

"I still have the sword."

Li Fan shouted loudly, as if venting the anger that had been building up over the years. Swords were still gathering in the sky, moving with thunder and slamming into Lin Zhao's sword curtain. Every sword that fell was like a heavy hammer.

Finally, the sword curtain shattered and disintegrated. Almost at the same time, a deafening dragon roar was heard. Li Fan's body rushed into the air, and a golden dragon moved with the sword and slammed towards Lin Zhao.

"Boom boom boom..."

The sword and the dragon came crashing down together. Lin Zhao groaned, the sword flew back, his body was blown away, he spat out a mouthful of blood in the air, and then fell to the ground.

"boom!"

Li Fan landed not far in front of him, his body bent, feeling a little tired, but his eyes were still gleaming with sharpness.

Li Fan raised his head and stood straight again, looking at Lin Zhao, and then looked towards the top of the mountain.

"My sword is here."

(End of this chapter)