I can't keep it even if I want to keep it, I can't catch it even if I want to.

A little regret arises in my mind!

After Song Que finished speaking,

It seems that after experiencing a spiritual baptism, my whole body is completely sublimated!

Seeing this, Qin Fan praised:

"Congratulations to the master of the sacred family, the dust in his heart is gone, and his martial arts are getting to the next level!"

Song Que replied:

"Boy Qin, you heard it just now,

There will be a battle between you and me. If I win,

You will take out the Heshi Wall and return it to Cihang Jingzhai!"

"If I lose, everything will stop!"

Qin Fan smiled slightly: "That's natural! But you may not have a chance to defeat me!"

Song Que replied: "Is that so? Then let's fight!"

Song Que stood up, grabbed the scabbard with his right hand, and slowly pulled the long sword out of the scabbard with his left hand.

Under the sunlight, Qin Fan looked at it.

I saw that the knife was as thin as silk, as gentle and agile as feathers, and also had blue and crystal-clear fluorescent light.

Song Que's eyes patrolled back and forth on the blade, and said softly:

"This knife is called Narcissus. I have created the "Eight Tribulations of Heavenly Swords" based on the characteristics of this knife. Each score of ten, a total of eighty swords."

After hearing Song Que's words, Qin Fan did not interfere, but waited for Song Que to continue speaking.

After pausing for a moment, Song Que said again:

"But with your ability, although my "Eight Decisions of Heavenly Swords" is a bit famous, it is difficult to enter the elegant hall!"

"The great way is simple and easy, and the number starts from one and ends at nine. In the past, I created the eight-point Heavenly Sword, which is the ultimate number of nine!"

"And now my heart is bright and clear,

Having touched that level of realm,

Why don’t we use nine swords and nine swords to determine the outcome?”

"As you wish!"

Hearing Song Que's words, Qin Fan replied.

If you have different understandings of Tao, let’s explain it by the duel between the sword and the sword in your hand.

Words out of thin air have no power to believe.

The knife was slanted, and Song Que looked at Qin Fan and nodded slightly:

"Very good, it seems I have to give it my best!"

The knife is already in Song Que's hands.

But Qin Fan did not feel any trace of knife intention.

Hearing Song Que's words,

Qin Fan couldn't help but feel shocked.

The fighting spirit and expectation in his eyes became stronger and stronger. He then forgot the sword. This is Song Que's sword path.

From Song Que's body, Qin Fan could clearly feel what Song Que was thinking at this time.

There was no victory or defeat in his mind, neither of them was in his mind.

Is this the real Tiandao?

Sudden,

Song Que looked at Qin Fan and said:

"My sword technique is a murderous sword technique that has been honed from the bloody battles of all sizes!"
Chapter completed!