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Actually, Xu Fann didn't think too highly of his weapon. After all, he once stood at the peak of the universe.    

    

With Murong Feng's level, it would be hard for him to survive for even a breath of time. But after all, his cultivation level was too low now, and Murong Feng's strength was much higher than his. Murong Feng was also a swordsman, so killing enemies above his level was not a problem, let alone himself.    

    

Xu Fann looked at the weapons on the weapons rack arranged neatly, there were swords, swords, swords, and even some halberds. Xu Fann thought about it and finally decided to use a sword. With his current Pure Yang Footwork technique and Pure Yang Movement Technique, he could win if combined with the Pure Yang Sword technique.    

    

"Old man, thank you for your praise. I believe that if it weren't for today's matter, I would also like you. Haha, but the outcome of today's battle has been decided on the martial stage. I hope that old man will keep his promise." Xu Fann said.    

    

"Haha, don't worry, if I, Murong Feng, don't believe me, I can do it even if I don't, but if you win, our Murong Family won't look for trouble with you anymore. Everything that happened today will be written off immediately, of course, on the premise that you win. Murong Feng said confidently.    

    

Xu Fann looked at Murong Feng with a smile and said, "Sir, we've talked for quite some time. Why don't we see the real deal? I hope you can show some mercy and bring out your true strength. I won't respect you.    

    

Murong Feng, with a confident smile on his face, heard Xu Fann say, "Humph, I'm old, ha-ha, there's a saying that goes, it's better to be old, and I'm not old yet. At least it's easy to deal with you, so hurry up and choose your weapon and start." After saying that, Murong Feng took two steps back. Obviously, he didn't want to talk to Xu Fann anymore.    

    

When Xu Fann saw Murong Feng, who had turned angry from embarrassment, he also lowered his head and smiled. Then, he took down a great sword from his weapon rack and walked to the opposite side of Murong Feng, which was ten meters away.    

    

Xu Fann looked at Murong Feng, who was standing upright and unsheathed, and knew that this was a match that was not evenly matched. Xu Fann looked at Murong Feng, who was unsheathed and unsheathed, and knew that this was a match that was not evenly matched.    

    

With Loong Lee's start, the situation on the stage changed.    

    

Just as he finished shouting, Murong Feng pulled out his treasured sword from its scabbard. At this moment, Xu Fann, who was closest to the treasured sword, seemed to hear the roar of a dragon.    

    

"The name of this blade is Dragon's Roar and it was created using outer space black iron. Rumor has it that this black iron was swallowed by a divine dragon that was just about to ascend into the heavenly tribulation." Murong Feng looked at the knife in his hand.    

    

Then, Murong Feng continued with an extremely proud expression, "The dead body of the dragon disappeared with the sound of the thunder, and only a sliver of the dragon's blood essence fused with the outer space black iron." Then, Murong Feng continued with an extremely proud expression, "The corpses of the dragon disappeared with the sound of the thunder, and only a sliver of the dragon blood essence fused with the outer space black iron.    

    

After Xu Fann heard Murong Feng finish his sentence, he also felt a burst of disdain. 'Divine dragon! Bullshit Divine dragon! How could a rookie like you be able to control the dragon blood that he saw in the past?!'    

    

When Xu Fann saw Murong Feng rushing towards him, he knew Murong Feng was not Murong Jiesha.    

    

If it was Murong Jiesha, he could have easily dodged it, but Murong Feng could not.    

    

The moment he uses Pure Yang Footwork to move and dodge, with Murong Feng's cultivation, he can just happen to be able to control his footsteps further during the second attack. Furthermore, the moment he is suppressed by Murong Feng's attack, he probably won't have any chance to counterattack.    

    

When Xu Fann and Murong Feng were still three meters away from him, they did not retreat but welcomed him instead.    

    

He saw Xu Fann raise his treasured sword and aim it at Murong Feng. Murong Feng charged directly at him.    

    

Xu Fann's sword tip fiercely collided with the handle of the treasured blade in Murong Feng's hand, causing Xu Fann to be repelled by Murong Feng's huge impact, but Xu Fann did not panic, and at the same time, pierced his sword towards the ground. Xu Fann's entire body flew into the air, and at this moment, Xu Fann used the Pure Yang Sword technique.    

    

He remembered his nephew Murong Jiesha's defeat, but he was not Murong Jiesha. Murong Feng thought Xu Fann would still attack his head, so he quickly used his inner force to protect his head. Murong Feng, with the strength of his cultivation base, did not put Murong Jiesha's attack in his eyes at all.    

    

Of course, Xu Fann wouldn't do as Murong Feng wished. Just when everyone thought that Xu Fann was going to stab Murong Feng's head, Xu Fann's entire weight dropped and flew to Murong Feng's back. He once again thrusted the heavy sword towards the ground and slid the treasured sword upside down under Murong Feng's crotch.    

    

Even in Murong Feng's dreams, he never thought Xu Fann's thoughts would be so vicious. He wanted to kill him, but Murong Feng, who had just gathered his inner force above his head to defend against Xu Fann's fatal strike, didn't have the time to adjust his defense.    

    

At this moment, Xu Fann was also dumbfounded. He had shrunk the sun and saw that Murong Feng had shrunk the sun, causing Xu Fann's "Inverted Yang" attack to only cut Murong Feng's butt.    

    

"Brat, I never thought that you would be so insidious when you attack at such a young age. If it wasn't for the fact that this old man is very knowledgeable and has even studied how to contract Yang, I might have lost my heir this time. Hmph hmph, it seems that I have underestimated you." Murong Feng said coldly.    

    

"Hehe, I'm really sorry, but I really have no other choice. I also want to kill you directly, but strength does not allow it. I can only think of a way to win by surprise." Xu Fann saw that Murong Feng seemed to be really angry as he replied with a smile.    

    

"Hmph. Just now, I was thinking of showing mercy, but this time, I won't. My Weeping Ghost attack can even behead objects outside of the world. Brat, be careful. Take this." Murong Feng shouted.    

    

Xu Fann heard the wailing of ghosts and was shocked. It seemed that this old man was serious.    

    

Murong Feng raised his treasured blade and instantly increased the might of it. His entire body emitted a ferocious aura similar to that of a prehistoric beast, his wailing of ghosts and gods meant to wail for him. Xu Fann didn't know whether he was crying or not, at this moment, he was on the verge of tears.    

    

Murong Feng raised his treasured saber and leaped up. His entire body leaned forward as he merged with his saber and chopped towards Xu Fann.