Just as Xiao Yunfeng thrust out his sword, Zhao Yufan's men had already arrived in front of him and pointed their swords directly at his neck.
Xiao Yunfeng was stunned on the spot.
Before he understood what was going on, he heard Ouyang Zhantian say: "Yunfeng, you have been defeated."
"Although your sword has just been used, I have also seen some clues.
Although the sword is sharp, it only attacks without defense.
If the sword you thrust out has room for defense, you may be able to counterattack when facing other people. " Zhao Yufan said calmly, this sentence was regarded as a pointer.
Although it only pointed out the flaws in his swordsmanship, if he had a good understanding, he would gain more than just this.
"Thank you."
Xiao Yunfeng put away his sword and stepped back.
As soon as he pushed away, Wu Xiuxiu slowly came out of the crowd and said, "Brother Zhao, long time no see."
Zhao Yufan smiled awkwardly and politely replied: "Long time no see."
Seeing the conversation between the two, Ouyang Zhantian shook his head slightly.
Wu Xiuxiu obviously liked Zhao Yufan, but it was a pity that the falling flowers were intentional and the flowing water was ruthless.
"Please enlighten me," Wu Xiuxiu said in a sweet voice with a slightly red face.
She also used a sword, but instead of stabbing, she swept the sword across the sword, and she actually trembled with Zhao Yufan.
The disciples could tell that Zhao Yufan deliberately asked Wu Xiuxiu to use more moves, maybe because he was a girl.
Zhao Yufan was almost done observing, and he knocked Wu Xiuxiu's sword away with one strike.
His voice was very helpless: "Your sword is too soft.
Given your personality, it would be better to use a fierce sword technique.
This kind of light sword technique is not very good."
You, and your steps are good, but you don’t combine your steps with your swordsmanship, which is a loss.”
After finishing speaking, Zhao Yufan looked at the stunned disciples and said softly: "According to my personal opinion, everyone should combine your pace with the martial arts you perform.
This will improve your combat effectiveness and add calmness to your pace.
Then Your swordsmanship can be calm or tricky."
After Zhao Yufan said this, many disciples began to think.
Of course, many disciples were dismissive.
There were so many elders in Lingxiao Pavilion, so why did they need his guidance.
Zhao Yufan didn't think too much.
Since he agreed to them, he would feel at ease.
As for whether the disciples listened to him or not, it had nothing to do with him.
Ouyang Zhantian was also helpless.
He shook his head slightly and said to himself: "Whether you can learn anything depends on your own luck."
Zhao Yufan stepped onto the steps and continued to walk forward, while Ouyang Zhantian followed on his right side, looking at the surrounding disciples from time to time, as if to warn them to be careful when speaking.
Seeing this scene, a smile appeared on Zhao Yufan's lips.
He felt that the quality of the Lingxiao Pavilion disciples was better than that of the Qinglan Sect disciples.
Could this be the legendary disciple who misled others?
While thinking, a young man slowly appeared on the front steps.
The young man was about the same age as Zhao Yufan.
His cultivation was King Wu, and he was definitely an outstanding figure in Lingxiao Pavilion.
This man was Ouyang Liehuo, the son of Ouyang Zhantian.
Although his name contained Liehuo, But his character is very feminine and arrogant, which is in sharp contrast to his father Ouyang Zhantian.
"You are Zhao Yufan.
I have long admired your name.
Today I will let you understand what it means that there is heaven outside the world and there are people outside the world."
Hearing his son's words, Ouyang Zhantian glared at him and said quickly, "Master Zhao, he is my useless son.
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You still need to give me more advice.
As for his words, don't take them to heart."
Knowing that the person in front of him was Ouyang Zhantian's son, Zhao Yufan couldn't help but look at him a few more times and nodded with satisfaction.
This man was indeed extraordinary.
He had already become King Wu at a young age.
It was understandable that he said what he just said, "Senior rest assured."
The corners of Ouyang Liehuo's mouth raised with some disdain, and the lancet in his hand was swept directly, and a strong wind suddenly set off around him.
Zhao Yufan ducked sideways, turned behind Ouyang Liehuo, patted his shoulder lightly, and said with a smile: "Continue."
Ouyang Liehuo's face turned pale.
He knew he was not Zhao Yufan's opponent, but he didn't expect that he was no match for him.
Thinking about what he had just said, he immediately waved his hand and smacked his back in anger.
When he slapped his palm to the back, Zhao Yufan had disappeared without a trace.
The people around him were stunned.
Before they could react, Ouyang Zhantian had already shouted: "Li Huo, you have already lost."
When Ouyang Liehuo heard this, he stopped unwillingly, stared at Zhao Yufan with raised eyebrows, and gritted his teeth and said: "You are just a higher cultivation level than me.
If I am also the Martial Emperor, I will definitely beat you."
Zhao Yufan ignored him and looked at Ouyang Zhantian, as if asking what he meant.
The corner of Ouyang Zhantian's mouth twitched, and he had the same idea as his son.
His old face turned slightly red, and he glared at his son and scolded: "Nonsense."
Zhao Yufan shook his head slightly, waved his hand and said: "I have suppressed my cultivation to King Martial, let's have a fight."
As he spoke, he held the sword and stared at Ouyang Zhantian.
When everyone heard that Zhao Yufan was going to fight Ouyang Liehuo with King Wu's cultivation, they couldn't help but get excited.
In their hearts, they hoped that Ouyang Liehuo would win.
"Brother Liehuo, come on" "Senior Brother Liehuo, Zhao Yufan's current cultivation level is also the King of Martial Arts.
You can definitely defeat him."
"Yes, Senior Brother Liehuo will definitely win."
Before the battle started, many people started shouting and cheering for Ouyang Liehuo.
Ouyang Zhantian was a little embarrassed.
He knew his son's strength very well.
If Zhao Yufan really suppressed his cultivation to King Wu, the outcome of the two of them would not be certain.
The so-called visitor was a guest.
He couldn't embarrass Zhao Yufan.
Master, I think let’s forget it.”
"It doesn't matter."
Zhao Yufan pursed his lips and chuckled, and suddenly looked up at the Lingxiao Hall.
At the top of the steps of Lingxiao Hall, a group of people appeared at some point.
This group of people were high-level officials of Lingxiao Pavilion, and the master of Lingxiao Pavilion was among them.
The pavilion master looked down and asked calmly: "Who do you think can win?"
An elder immediately said: "It must be Lie Huo.
Although Lie Huo was not Zhao Yufan's opponent just now, it was because the gap between their cultivation levels was too big.
Now that their cultivation levels are equal, it should not be difficult to defeat Zhao Yufan with Lie Huo's methods." ” Others also agreed and had very high expectations for Ouyang Liehuo.
Ouyang Liehuo is the third-ranked disciple in Lingxiao Pavilion, and his cultivation is quite terrifying.
In order to train him, he can preview all the martial arts in Lingxiao Pavilion at will.
The elders even train with him regularly, and at the same time, he is familiar with the flaws of each sect's martial arts.
The purpose is to hope that he can dominate other sect disciples
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