Global Gods: My Believer is Galen

Bai Zhaoyun knew his weight, so he had no intention of evading this sword, and stepped back directly.

Very fast.

Bai Zhaoyun is the **** of performance, but he also knows that he can cheat for a while, but he can't cheat forever, and he will be exposed one day.

Therefore, Bai Zhaoyun secretly exercises his escape skills every day.

But Lin Fan was faster than him, the sword that floated through the mist like a morning light, like a light boat swept across the mountains, and arrived in an instant!

"Buzz!"

Jianmang went straight to Bai Zhaoyun!

In a flash.

Bai Zhaoyun's retreating footsteps stopped instantly, the whole person stood motionless, and his pupils were stiff.

After three seconds.

"Senior brother," Lin Fan exhaled, put away his sword energy, and bowed to Bai Zhaoyun: "Senior brother is offended, but junior brother just thinks that if you want senior brother to see what's wrong, it's best to let senior brother watch it up close. Okay."

Bai Zhaoyun came back to his senses in a daze.

At that moment, he almost thought he was dead!

Fortunately, the sword light finally wiped his head and chopped back.

Bai Zhaoyun turned his head to look blankly.

The boulder behind him had been pierced like tofu, the sword mark was straight, and it rushed into the ground abruptly.

Although only a small hole.

But it penetrated 500 meters underground, it was a flying sword that was accurate to one point and extremely fast!

The sword mark was filled with shocking sword energy.

If it is placed on a low-level plane, this sword will probably shatter the plane!

Turning his head to look at the young man in front of him, Bai Zhaoyun's heart was already extremely complicated.

He remembered the white-robed sword fairy who appeared in the sword light.

That is the person who had the portrait he saw in the inheritance land!

The Poetry, Wine and Sword Immortal in the Oriental Valkyries, Li Bai!

At this moment, the young man in front of him faintly overlapped with the figure floating in white.

"He, really realized it?" Bai Zhaoyun looked at Lin Fan blankly, shocked for no reason.

I just scratched it by hand.

Did this kid really realize it?

Inheritance from the Oriental Martial God and Li Taibai, the Swordsman of Poetry and Wine?

This guy... is by no means a kendo waste!

But a kendo genius!

It's just that Bai Zhaoyun is still a little bit incomprehensible. He clearly knows nothing, so why can Lin Fan realize the peerless swordsmanship from a sword mark he casually draws?

I don't even know what I left in the sword marks. Did you realize it yourself?

Bai Zhaoyun was extremely entangled in his heart, but fortunately, with his coercive attainments and advanced acting skills, even though his back was sweating coldly, his expression always maintained a deep and indifferent look.

Even when Jianmang approached in front of him, there was no panic on his expression.

As a **** of performance, Bai Zhaoyun naturally has a good side to be the strongest genius in history and the number one sword god. Aside from his strength, his mentality can be said to be the same as when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him.

Bai Zhaoyun looked at the sword mark left by him, wondering if he should also comprehend it?

"Senior brother?" Lin Fan's voice interrupted Bai Zhaoyun's thoughts.

"En." Bai Zhaoyun turned to look at Lin Fan, his expression was arrogant and his legs were trembling.

"Senior brother, are you angry?" Lin Fan said cautiously, "Junior brother just wanted to let senior brother watch at a close distance, and this was an offense for a while, senior brother, please don't take it to heart... Junior brother, I know, so Junior Brother's mediocre kendo attainments, even if he really misses it for a while, it is impossible to hurt Senior Brother at all."

Bai Zhaoyun: "..."

Ah.

You are so humble.

If you really miss a moment, of course you won't hurt me.

I guess it's cold now.

Bai Zhaoyun was a little angry in his heart.

But on the surface, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he nodded slightly: "Well, that's natural."

The indifference of a peerless master came spontaneously.

"Senior brother, how was the sword just now?" Lin Fan cautiously waited for his brother's evaluation.

Bai Zhaoyun once again recalled the unavoidable floating sword, and recalled the moment when death enveloped him, and his heart was extremely frightened and fearful.

How about that sword?

That sword is enough to kill a god!

Even if it is a real sword god, it is difficult to use that sword, right?

Poems are like songs, sword dances are picturesque, magnificent and vast.

But in this picturesque, drunken dance scene, it is an elegant and unavoidable sword.

Bai Zhaoyun has no doubt that if he really encounters this sword, he will be pierced through his heart in an instant!

This is a sword that is enough to kill Tier 6, no, even Tier 7!

If it weren't for Bai Zhaoyun's extraordinary mentality, he would have kneeled down long ago.

Bai Zhaoyun just wanted to say to Lin Fan, Big Brother, don't call me senior brother, how about I call you senior brother?

You also asked me how this sword is... why don't you teach me, how did you realize it?

But Bai Zhaoyun still took a deep breath, stood with his hands behind his back, and said lightly, "This sword has 10% of my strength, not bad."

Hearing his brother's comment, Lin Fan's eyes moved.

10%!

He actually has the strength of the first sword **** Yicheng!

And the first sword **** also said that he was good? !

This……

Lin Fan couldn't help grinning, but he still respectfully said, "Then what is wrong with Junior Brother? Can you be more specific and comment on it so that Junior Brother knows how to improve?"

Bai Zhaoyun: "..."

Are you still asking me to comment specifically?

I……

I'm just trash!

Brother, don't play like that, okay?

Have you already found out that I'm a piece of shit, and are you kidding me here?

Bai Zhaoyun was very panic at this time.

He also wanted to comment, but he didn't know anything about kendo at all, and he couldn't see the depth of that sword at all, only that he almost killed himself.

At this time, Bai Zhaoyun is like a student who asks a question from the teacher, but the teacher doesn't.

But soon, Bai Zhaoyun thought of an idea.

Although he does not know kendo.

But it will be forced!

In terms of coercion, I, Bai Zhaoyun, think second, but who thinks first?

Anyway, the roads are the same, so I will give some pointers from the perspective of coercion.

Thinking of this, Bai Zhaoyun took a deep breath and seemed a little dissatisfied. He frowned and said, "Your sword is elegant and agile."

"But it lacks momentum~www.wuxiaspot.com~ pretend... um, I mean, in the line of kendo, momentum is also very important."

"Momentum?" Lin Fan was stunned for a moment, and seemed to understand a little, and quickly said, "Why don't you show me, senior brother?"

Bai Zhaoyun shook his head.

After all, Lin Fan didn't know about kendo before, and now he has learned it. What if he showed it by himself, what would he do?

The stakes are high.

Of course Bai Zhaoyun would not take risks.

"In the line of kendo, if you understand it, you understand it, and if you don't understand it, you don't understand it. No matter how good an outsider's demonstration is, it's still useless if you don't understand it yourself." Bai Zhaoyun said lightly.

Lin Fan was slightly disappointed.

However, he still kept the word momentum silently in his heart.

"Junior Brother, if I have nothing to do, I'll go first. I haven't finished swinging my sword 30,000 times today. Now that you have entered the kendo for the first time, you must remember that the kendo is in the same vein and requires your own diligence." Bai Zhaoyun turned around and was about to leave.

Lin Fan's expression became solemn when he heard the words.

Is this the first sword god?

Even at this level, still diligent and tireless, swinging the sword 30,000 times a day?

Lin Fan secretly made up his mind that he would swing his sword 30,000 times a day from now on.

However, there is still one doubt...

"Senior brother, don't go yet." Lin Fan suddenly stopped Bai Zhaoyun.

Bai Zhaoyun's heart tightened, he turned his head to look, and said indifferently, "What else is there to do, Junior Brother?"

"Senior brother," Lin Fan stared straight into Bai Zhaoyun's eyes and asked in confusion, "Why did I see that sword immortal from the sword mark on your sword?"

"It was even inherited by the Sword Immortal of Poetry and Wine."

"It stands to reason that after the death of any god, there is only one inheritance, isn't it? Senior brother obviously received the inheritance, why can I still accept the inheritance?"

At this moment, Lin Fan's gaze was even more captivating than the sword glow just now, as if he was trying to penetrate a certain truth.