It is rare to meet another legendary character. Ao Fang put away his slightly arrogant face and chuckled: "Please, Xianren Li!"

"Please, Immortal Aofang!"

Both sides walked to both ends of the ring politely.

In order to show respect for the rumored characters, after Li Bai sacrificed his flying sword, Ao Fang also took out a flying sword similar to that in Li Bai's hand from the Jiuri ring.

"Artificial Artifact!"

The flying sword in Ao Fang's hand naturally caused a burst of exclamation because it was an intermediate artifact.

For immortals who have long known that Ao Fang can refine magical artifacts, any magic weapon that comes from Ao Fang's hands has its own value because it is from Ao Fang's hands.

When Li Bai saw the flying sword in Ao Fang's hand, a hint of envy flashed in his eyes. The flying sword in his hand was a lower-level artifact, and it was obtained by chance many years ago on the day of the descent of God. He was happy for a long time.

"I heard that Aofang Immortal is also a master of weapon refining. Today I saw it, it is indeed worthy of its reputation!" Li Bai sighed.

Ao Fang smiled faintly, and his left hand dripped across the surface of the flying sword. A drop of blood dripped from his fingertips into the flying sword and recognized the flying sword as the master.

"Li Xianren is too rewarded!" As he said that, Ao Fang picked up the flying sword and danced a few simple sword flowers. Li Bai's appearance made Ao Fang, who had not used the sword seriously for a long time, find the feeling of using the sword back then.

Ao Fang and Li Bai, one holding an intermediate artifact in his hand and the other holding a lower artifact, seemed unfair, but Ao Fang was also helpless. Why? Because the worst artifact on him is the intermediate artifact.

Without knowing Li Bai's strength, Ao Fang would not use an immortal weapon to bet on his life. That is actually a disrespect to Li Bai's "Sword Immortal".

"I'm a little bit studying swordsmanship, please give me advice!" Ao Fang chuckled.

Li Bai, this name has some meaning to Ao Fang and Zhang Yayi, and to the people around him, he is just an unknown master, a stranger, and that's all, so no one shouts for him.

"Then I will offend you!" As he laughed, Li Bai suddenly took action. The seemingly gentle and curved Z-style long sword in his hand danced out a beautiful sword flower. With force under his feet, his whole person turned into a white light and stabbed Ao Fang's chest at an incredible angle.

As soon as an expert made a move, he knew if there was any. Li Bai's appearance immediately attracted a low voice from the crowd.

"Good sword technique!" Ao Fang's attainment in sword technique was quite good. He could see the extraordinaryness contained in Li Bai's seemingly ordinary sword at a glance. He exclaimed, raised the flying sword in his hand and took the initiative to meet him.

Ao Fang's speed was much faster than Li Bai. Although he didn't do his best, he came first.

Hearing a "clang clang", the two passed by in the air, less than ten meters away. They turned around at the same time, and the flying swords in their hands danced wildly, bringing out sharp air-breaking sounds in the air, and catching sword shadows all over the sky. Looking down from the arena, thousands of fuzzy sword-shaped afterimage appeared in front of Ao Fang and Li Bai, each of which reflected a heart-shaking cold light in the sunlight.

"Bang bang bang!" The sword shadow made by Ao Fang was entangled with the sword shadow made by Li Bai, making a crisp sound that was denser than machine gun shooting, which caused a small amount of energy on the ring. People who were closer to the ring were even blown by the strong wind brought by the energy.

The sword shadow has not dispersed and the sound has not stopped. Ao Fang and Li Bai have moved in and changed positions. The afterimages turned into two people keep flashing in every corner of the ring. There are very few people among the onlookers who can see the situation on the ring clearly, because Ao Fang and Li Bai's speed is so fast that their spiritual sense cannot keep up with the movement speed of Ao Fang and Li Bai.

"Wow!" A wonderful competition will always make people excited. After the boiling, they can't help but shout excitedly.

"It's rare that my second brother is interested in fighting with others!" The Juelian Immortal Emperor on the high platform showed a meaningful smile. Not only him, but everyone who knows Ao Fang's terrifying strength knows that Ao Fang has not done his best at all, and is just enjoying the competition. Otherwise, who can walk hundreds of rounds in Ao Fang without losing the upper hand?

The dense sound of flying sword collisions that made people unresponsive was just a few breaths, which showed that Ao Fang and Li Bai had fought for more than a thousand rounds, all because the two of them took action were too fast, which made the onlookers in the audience stunned.

This is the wonderful competition they want to see, although they can't see the actions of Ao Fang and Li Bai at all!

"call!"

The figure flashed, and the clear figures of Ao Fang and Li Bai appeared in everyone's eyes again, floating in the air, without any scars on both sides, and their faces had the unique knowing smile when the master fought against the master.

"I didn't expect that Ao Fang Xianren's swordsmanship is so high, I admire him!" Li Bai sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"Xian Li is worthy of the title of "Wine Sword Immortal"!" Ao Fang also did not hesitate to praise him.

"In my next life, I only have two hobbies, one is fine wine and the other is sword. After years of subcultivation, I created my own 'Nine Swords of Qiantian'. Today I met Aofang Immortal. I hope Aofang Immortal will give me advice!"

Li Bai's meaning is very obvious, he is going to use his ultimate move.

Ao Fang smiled indifferently and made a gesture to Li Bai.

"Be careful of Ao Fang Immortal!" Although the two were competing, they were not polite. Li Bai kindly reminded him, and the long sword in his hand began to dance.

"The Nine Swords of Qiantian, the seventh style, Liyan!"

With a huff, Li Bai suddenly slashed out a sword at Ao Fang. The sharp immortal energy shot out from the end of the flying sword, forming a huge sword-shaped sword light. There was a vaguely winding of the sword light, and the space where the sword light passed was also trembling slightly.

"The Seven Sword Art of the Beidou Seven Stars: Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang, Yaoguang, Tianshu's seven swords combined, the sword's destruction!"

The sword move that had not been used for a long time was used again, and its power was more than a thousand times better than before. With one sword, the sky and the earth changed color, and dense sword lights intertwined together, and finally formed a dark curtain, as if the space had collapsed.

When two super energy hit each other, the light generated by the explosion made everyone unable to help but close their eyes, and even the ground was shaking.

"What a powerful sword move!" Everyone watching the battle on the high platform sighed.

The light dissipated, and everyone turned their eyes to the ring again. The figures reappeared, and the two of them were still standing there, as if nothing had happened. However, everyone soon discovered something strange.

Silently, a hole was cracked in Li Bai's chest, and then, bloody red blood slowly poured out, quickly dyeing the white clothes on his chest red.

On the other hand, Ao Fang still smiled calmly and had no scars on his body.

The right judgment is right!

Li Bai looked down at the not too deep crack on his chest. He looked up and his face changed slightly, and his face had already replied to He Xi's smile.

"Thank you, Xianren Aofang, for showing mercy, for admitting defeat!" As he spoke, Li Bai had already taken the flying sword back into his body.

"Did you admit defeat?" There was an uproar under the ring. Everyone had not seen clearly what happened. Li Bai actually admitted defeat like this. It was really unsatisfactory.

After Ao Fang took the flying sword back into his body, he said, "Li Xianren's 'Gantian Nine Swords' still has two swords left before they were fired, so why did he admit defeat?"

"The swordsman of Aofang is extraordinary, there is no need for that!" Li Bai said very well. In the pair of moves just now, Li Bai already knew that Aofang's swordsmanship was far above him. No matter how powerful he was in the last two moves of the Nine Swords of the Heaven, he could never be Aofang's opponent. No one would be willing to humiliate himself, and admit defeat was the best choice.

"Then let it go!" Ao Fang hugged Li Bai without any pretentiousness.

"I am worthy of this trip, so I say goodbye!" Li Bai returned the favor and jumped and left directly, in line with the style of a hidden master doing his own things.

Under the arena, the crowd who thought there was a good show all showed disappointment. The battle between experts was too fast, right? A competition ended in less than three minutes.

"Who else?"

As soon as Li Bai left, Ao Fang looked around again with an arrogant and provocative look, as if he was looking for someone who had the courage to come on stage to challenge him.

There was a commotion in the crowd under the ring, and everyone was looking around, but no one was going up for a long time. The masters on the platform couldn't help it. However, when they thought of Ao Fang's terrifying strength and the fact that there was a Jue Lian Immortal Emperor behind Ao Fang, many people retreated.

As temporary managers of Qingyang Fairyland, Su Jinyu and Jiang Yanxin looked at each other and smiled helplessly. They had already guessed the result that they had the opportunity to compete for the throne of Qingyang Fairyland, and had given up their plans when Ao Fang stepped on the arena.

Ao Fang stood on the ring, enjoying the look of everyone. At this moment, he seemed to have become the final winner.

"It seems that no one dares to go up and challenge Brother Fang. Zhiman, don't worry that Brother Fang will fight with your father now!" Cao Bin grinned at Su Zhiman beside him.

For women like Su Zhiman and Jiang Yanrou who have no desires, it doesn’t matter who can become the new king of Qingyang Fairyland. It’s better for Ao Fang to become.

After waiting for a while, seeing that no one was on stage, the crowd below began to make a commotion of dissatisfaction again. The Immortal Emperor Juelian and the Jade Emperor stood up and walked to the edge of the platform.

"Is there anyone else going on stage to challenge?"

The Immortal Emperor Juelian looked around and there was still no one on the stage.

"Since no one comes on stage, I announce..."

Before the Jade Emperor could finish his words, a figure flew rapidly from a distance over the crowd watching and landed directly on the ring.

"Hua Jiasong!" The person who came was Hua Jiasong who had not seen him for many days. At this time, he looked haggard and his eyes were still bright, but he seemed to be less angry.

"Hua Jiasong, do you want to join in the fun too?" Ao Fang sneered.

Hua Jiasong's eyes were very sharp, and he did not hide his murderous intent. Without saying a word, he directly sacrificed the flying sword.

When Juelian Immortal Emperor and Jade Emperor saw someone coming to power, they went back to their seats regardless of whether the other party had a grudge with Ao Fang.

"Aofang, you killed me Yan'er. Today I will kill you and avenge him!" Hua Jiasong made a harsh statement and kicked his feet and shot at Aofang.

"Overbial overestimate one's ability!" Ao Fang and the Hua family have been resentful for a long time. In the past, Ao Fang dared to openly oppose Hua Jiasong, let alone now?

When he used his usual spear, murderous intent flashed in Ao Fang's eyes...
Chapter completed!