I'm anxious.

He was really anxious.

Seeing the other party's a little furious, he was in a very good mood. When he met such a pretentious player, he had to defeat their confidence in the areas they were good at.

This is even more cruel than killing people.

I always feel that the other person is inexplicable.

I didn't know each other, but I was just a little famous recently, but I was provoked by someone.

"You didn't play the sword like this." Lin Fan said.

The sword holder shouted angrily: "Shut up, the sword is not for playing. I have the same brotherhood as the sword. He is me, and I am him. What do you know?"

He is a little confused now.

How did the other party do it?

Twelve swords...

No sword breaks the defense.

It had a great impact on his heart.

Even if you practice kung fu in a horizontal way, you are not like this.

Lin Fan looked at the masked man in front of him. Although the contact time was short, he had already deeply understood the other person's thoughts.

Confident, narcissistic person.

Very confident in yourself.

It is very fulfilling to destroy the self-confidence of such people.

"Yeah?"

Lin Fan smiled, and suddenly, the sword holder found that the sword in his hand was buzzing, constantly shaking. With a soothing sound, he couldn't catch it and flew directly towards Lin Fan, and finally, he floated in front of him.

The sword holder was shocked by this hand alone.

How did this be done?

The sword was grabbed by him and it was already integrated with him. It was impossible for others to snatch the sword from him, but why could the other party do this?

"You don't play the sword like this. Your way of playing is to wave the wooden sword like a child."

Lin Fan said.

He just wanted to give the other party a thought.

Your sword really doesn't work.

Maybe it is difficult at the beginning, but as long as you make the other party believe it, you will plant a seed in the other party’s heart, waiting to sprout, bloom and bear fruit.

Once there are signs.

It will inevitably be unstoppable, and breaking through the defense line is easy.

"Dare you insult me?"

The sword holder was furious. What he couldn't tolerate the most was that others pointed at his sword-do fingers. He wanted to point at Lin Fan's nose and curse, "You know your mother."

Lin Fan was too lazy to say anything nonsense to him.

There is a saying that goes.

If you want the other party to understand his own problems deeply, you can only let the other party see an incredible scene.

Lin Fan smiled and said nothing.

Instead, he gently waved the sword in his hand.

brush!

The sword-holder stared at Lin Fan.

Just now.

He found that the temperament of the person in front of him had undergone earth-shaking changes. Perhaps it was difficult for others to understand, but for the sword master who practiced sword.

He discovered the situation at a glance.

An indescribable sword meaning emanated from the other party.

"how?"

Lin Fan asked with a smile.

With a sword body, he naturally reached a point that others could not reach. The sword aura emitted was something that the sword holder had never seen before.

Immediately afterwards.

A scene that terrified the sword-holder.

I saw Lin Fan use his sword move.

【Tiger roars in the mountains and rivers!】

【Snake wants to swallow the elephant!】

【Milky cow enters the sea!】

...

[The dragons have no heads!]

In an instant.

The world was eclipsed, with sword intent rising into the sky, and the sword vision shone in all directions. The sharp sword intent was circling everywhere, which was more domineering, terrifying, and more exquisite than the twelve sword moves performed by the sword holder.

The use of a set of sword moves ends.

Lin Fan inserted his sword to the ground.

Buzz!

The sword body was shaking.

The endless sword energy seemed to be pulled, and it was all condensed into the sword. Listening carefully, you could hear the pleasant sound of the sword.

"How?" Lin Fan still kept smiling.

The representation of smiles is quite complicated.

Sometimes it is friendly.

But sometimes... it's not about being friendly.

The sword-holder stood in a daze, staring foolishly, as if he was a ghost, muttering to himself, "How come you have my twelve swords..."

"It's very difficult?" Lin Fan asked back.

The sword-holder stared at him without saying a word.

Lin Fan said: "I said that your understanding of sword moves is very superficial, just like a child playing a wooden sword. The so-called twelve swords can be seen at a glance, and there are even too many flaws and too many breakthroughs."

Killing someone to kill your heart.

He had already clearly felt the sword-holder's heart gradually shaking.

There is nothing wrong.

This was really shocked by Lin Fan.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Don't mess with my sword's mind. I hold a sword at one year old, learn sword at three years old, and can create my own sword moves at six years old, and at twelve years old..."

"Stop, I don't want to hear you say these irrelevant self-promotions. The sword is not as simple as you think. Children play swords and play in the end, but it's still not worth mentioning. Open your eyes and look at them carefully. I will only use them once. Only you can be superficial when you are proud of the twelve swords."

Just finished speaking.

Lin Fan opened his five fingers and inserted his sword on the ground, and with a long roar, it fell into his hand.

【Cloud Dragon Wind Tiger!】

In an instant.

The strong wind blew.

The sword holder could no longer see the sword in Lin Fan's hand, nor could he see the appearance of his sword moves. He only felt a terrible sword intent shrouding all directions.

Dragon Roar!

Tiger roars!

I saw a phantom of a real dragon and a tiger sword appearing, emitting a terrifying momentum.

Flying sand and stones.

Charming eyes.

"This is..." The sword holder could clearly feel that these are the twelve swords, but not, and his mind was blank.

His eyes were rounded.
To be continued...