A Paragon of Wuhun Chapter 3332: Guan Tianhan, lose!

The third thousand three hundred and thirty-two chapter Guan Tianhan, defeat! (First burst)

However, only Pu Xingzhou, with a weird smile on his face, whispered to himself: "Let's take a look!"

Guan Tianhan roared: "Boy, die!"

At this time, facing the powerful offensive like the Thunder Prison Forest, the Qingtao Sword Sect disciple took a deep breath, his face showing a touch of decisiveness.

After that, his long sword suddenly changed, from the dignified and square just now, it suddenly became open and closed, full of awe-inspiring domineering.

Similarly, at this time, he was holding an emperor's sword.

The whole person is full of imperial domineering.

Then, the sword in his hand turned around, and he became upright and full of atmosphere, just like an emperor commanding the world and commanding tens of thousands of troops.

As his sword pierced one after another, huge sword formations one after another were formed in the air.

Every time a sword is swung, a sword formation appears in front of him. In a blink of an eye, dozens of sword formations surround him and protect him up and down.

It seems that he is the emperor, and every wave of his hand is guarded by a large army.

In a blink of an eye, those dozens of sword formations and dozens of armies guarded him tightly and guarded them.

Those Thunder Hell Forest fell fiercely, and the long sword offensive collided with his sword formation!

Boom boom boom!

The Thunder Prison Forest continued to shatter, and was smashed to pieces on the sword formation, and the sword formation was unharmed, still as solid as a rock!

Seeing this scene, Guan Tianhan was stupid.

He yelled in disbelief: "How is it possible? Mine, mine, but the second-rank Xuan-level martial arts!"

"You can't even break your sword, what kind of sword is yours? How can it be so scary?"

Yuan Xingchen and Duan Hongru are also full of disbelief.

Yuan Xingchen suddenly got up, staring at the Qingtao Sword Sect disciple with a serious face.

The Qingtao Sword Sect disciples were even more shocked than them, and they exclaimed: "Emperor Sword Technique!"

"This is the emperor's swordsmanship, this is our sect's sword, the emperor's swordsmanship! Has it been practiced by him?"

"The head master once said that none of us is qualified to practice this emperor's swordsmanship. I didn't expect it to be taught to him secretly?"

Many people have shocked faces on their faces.

Next, the shock turned into jealousy, and his expression was extremely complicated.

And even Liu Bojian has an indescribable expression on his face.

He has always regarded himself as the most outstanding disciple of the Qingtao Sword Sect, but even so, he has not been awarded the emperor's swordsmanship.

But I didn't expect that this emperor's swordsmanship was taught by the master master to such a little-known disciple who was not in his eyes at all.

He has mixed Chen Feng in his heart.

But he also has to admit that this Qingtao Sword Sect disciple Fan Fenghua is qualified!

He felt that when he faced him, he might not even be an opponent.

"No!"

Suddenly a voice sounded in his heart: "It's not that it may not be an opponent, but it must not be an opponent!"

"This Fan Fenghua, he hides too deeply."

"My Junior Brother Fan, how terrifying is your strength?"

There are endless waves in his eyes.

A smile appeared at the corner of Pu Xingzhou's mouth: "Fan Fenghua, I didn't see you wrong as expected, you are the real hidden person."

At this time, the battle in the field has reached its extreme point.

The boundless thunder forest fell, but it was useless at all.

Guan Tianhan was anxious, let out a crazy roar, urging all his strength.

The Thunder Hell Forest suddenly expanded, becoming several times larger than before, and almost reached the edge of the ring.

Fortunately, on the edge of the ring, a huge circular gas shield covered it like an inverted bowl, covering the ground of the high platform.

The color of this gas mask is faintly white, it is very thick, and it feels like it cannot be penetrated no matter how it is bombarded!

The power of the Thunder Prison Forest is stronger than before, and there are more in number, but there is still nothing to do with Fan Fenghua.

Fan Fenghua's imperial swordsmanship keeps the surroundings airtight.

Even afterwards, he stood there and didn't move much.

It's just that the tip of the sword shakes occasionally.

An ordinary face, but at this time it shows boundless majesty, full of imperial demeanor.

Guan Tianhan became more and more anxious, roaring again and again, and the thunder and lightning kept smashing.

The sword is crazy, but it doesn't work at all.

Later, his eyes were red and crazy, and he almost lost his mind.

Yuan Xingchen sighed and leaned heavily on the back of the chair: "Guan Tianhan, I lost."

"Yes, Guan Tianhan is defeated!" All the discerning people can see clearly.

His defeat is only a matter of time.

At this moment, as another Thunder Hell Forest fell, suddenly Fan Fenghua's eyes flashed.

The figure that had been standing there almost stagnated, but suddenly it was like a sharp off-string arrow, and it shot out in a straight line.

Then, he fell directly in front of Guan Tianhan, fiercely pressing down the long sword in his hand.

The speed is not fast, but it is full of infinite strength.

It's like the same sword carrying a mountain!

Guan Tianhan felt that his body was sealed, and he couldn't even resist.

With a bang, he was directly crushed and landed heavily on the ring.

She couldn't even support her, her knees softened and banged twice, and she fell directly to the ground.

Fan Fenghua stood in front of him, with a long sword on his shoulder.

Guan Tianhan roared again and again, screaming frantically, trying to break free.

However, I can't move it.

Fan Fenghua’s long sword brought him infinite pressure!

At this time, Yuan Xingchen stood up suddenly, stared at Guan Tianhan coldly, and shouted: "Guan Tianhan, what are you still struggling with?"

"You have already lost, what are you struggling to do? Can't you admit defeat honestly? Don't embarrass us the Nine Poison Red Refining Sect!"

Guan Tianhan was struck by lightning, his face swelled red, and endless resentment flashed through his eyes~IndoMTL.com~ but he knelt there honestly and didn't dare to move anymore.

Pu Xingzhou stood up, laughed and said: "In this competition, Qingtao Sword School Fan Fenghua won!"

Fan Fenghua withdrew his sword, smiled slightly, looked at Guan Tianhan and said in a deep voice, "I have accepted it."

Although he won the victory at this time, he didn't mean to be arrogant. On the contrary, he was very calm and gentle.

Guan Tianhan stared at him coldly, and walked towards the high platform without saying a word.

He feels that he has lost his face.

At this moment, there was a sudden bang in the distance, and there was the sound of the gate building collapsing.

Then everyone looked there.

I saw that the towering gatehouse had been razed to the ground.

Zhao Xingjian roared: "What's the matter? Why did the gate of my City Lord's Mansion collapse?"