I have countless red envelopes

Within the golden beam of light, under the attention of the audience.

Shen Fan approached the Tianjian monument step by step.

Because of Zhang Lanyu's experience, Shen Fan did not choose to call out the Shadow-Changing Sword, but instead condensed the sword energy in his hand.

"I don't know how many pens I can carve on this Heavenly Sword Tablet!"

Shen Fan murmured, the gust of wind sword energy in his hand had been condensed to the extreme.

When he raised his hand to draw the Qifeng Jianqi on the Heavenly Sword Tablet, ready to start lettering.

Shen Fan felt a huge resistance on the Heavenly Sword Monument, which made it impossible for him to easily portray it on the Heavenly Sword Monument!

But Shen Fan had been prepared long ago, and immediately broke through the resistance with his gust of sword energy.

In this way, in this short ten seconds, Shen Fan successfully carved his first stroke on the Heavenly Sword Tablet!

"Very good! The speed of portraying the first stroke is almost the same as Zhang Lanyu!

In this third game, we still have hope of winning."

Seeing Shen Fan successfully carved the first pen, Chen Batian was shocked.

Originally, when they saw Zhang Lanyu's fourth pen, they already felt that there was no chance of winning.

But now it seems that Shen Fan is also very likely to engrave the fourth pen, and even go further...

Thinking of this, everyone at the peak also felt a glimmer of hope of winning.

After all, starting from the first round, all the talents that Shen Fan showed would not lose to Zhang Lanyu.

Maybe Shen Fan really has a chance to beat Zhang Lanyu in this third round.

Next is the second one.

The resistance of Shen Fan's portrayal was directly doubled, and the strokes that could be easily written under the circumstances became extremely difficult at this moment.

Shen Fan's aura was surging, and he almost condensed his sword with all his strength, breaking through the obstacle brought by the Heavenly Sword Monument!

In this high-intensity depiction, fifty-five seconds passed before Shen Fan successfully carved the second stroke on the Heavenly Sword Tablet!

"It's only a few seconds faster than Zhang Lanyu...

It seems that my limit is the fourth stroke at most...

But he can persevere with his unyielding intent to fight, will Shen Fan still be unable to do it??"

Shen Fan's eyes were firm, and with a tenacious will, he began to portray the third stroke!

At the beginning of the third stroke, Shen Fan felt unprecedented resistance, and almost every minute he moved forward, he had to spend a lot of energy and time!

However, Shen Fan's fighting spirit also stood in enthusiasm. No matter how big the resistance in front of him, he did not have any thoughts of giving up, but gritted his teeth and rushed!

In any case, he must not lose to Zhang Lanyu!

Although they cherish each other, they regard each other as their best opponents.

Therefore, Shen Fan was absolutely unwilling to lose to Zhang Lanyu so easily!

Therefore, relying on the war intent in his heart, Shen Fan is also in the limit of this sword, insisting on portraying.

one third.

Two thirds.

Until the third pen is completely completed!

Shen Fan was already panting, obviously feeling that the supply of spiritual energy in his body was insufficient.

"Has it reached the third pen?

Shen Fan's talent and will are really amazing, I don't know if he can continue to stick to it."

"Yes! From the beginning, we were not optimistic about the Shen Fan invited by Chen Batian!

But from the first round of trials to the present, everything that Shen Fan has shown is absolutely no different from Zhang Lanyu, a long-standing genius!

Perhaps, he can also perform a miracle again, maybe."

Seeing Shen Fan's third pen, everyone present admired Shen Fan's perseverance and was full of expectations for what Shen Fan would perform next.

"Shen Fan! Go ahead! Let me see where your limit can reach!"

Zhang Lanyu clenched his right fist, his eyes full of expectation.

Under the gaze of everyone in the audience, the gust of wind sword energy in Shen Fan's hand flashed, and he began to paint the fourth stroke!

At the beginning of the fourth stroke, the huge resistance increased exponentially, causing Shen Fan, who was already a little close to exhaustion, to lose his strength directly!

But he stabilized his breath in time, gritted his teeth and continued to portray!

But the difficulty that followed was somewhat beyond his expectations.

Because whenever he is ready to gather spiritual energy to continue portraying, the counter-shock force generated by that huge resistance will shake the sword energy in his hand!

Although he tried his best to control, under the continuous counter-shocks, the gust of wind and sword energy in his hand was completely shaken away, and the whole person was also shattered back!

Finally, with a cold voice, he stabilized his bursting figure.

"How could this be? The strength of my gusty sword qi and Zhang Lanyu's pure yang sword qi should be the same!

Why did he finish the fourth stroke, but I was shaken off?"

Shen Fan's gaze was fixed on the Heavenly Sword Monument, his gaze was filled with countless doubts.

He really couldn't figure out why the Heavenly Sword Monument repelled his sword spirit so much that the resistance he faced in the fourth stroke was even greater than Zhang Lanyu!

"Shattered away?"

After seeing Shen Fan being shaken away, Shi Kang immediately said: "It seems that it is impossible for Shen Fan to carve the fourth stroke on the Heavenly Sword Tablet!

fair enough!

As long as he portrays failure, today's Three Gangs meeting will be our Stone Wolf Gang winning!"

Shi Kang's tone was filled with regret and fortune.

It's a pity that I didn't see another miracle appear before my eyes.

Fortunately, as long as Shen Fan fails, then their Stone Wolf gang will be able to win the final victory of this three-gang conference!

"The boss is not good!"

At the Dingsheng Group, the Azure Dragon Guardian, the head of the four guardians, Shen Sheng said to Chen Batian: "The Heavenly Sword Monument seems to be extremely resistant to Shen Fan's sword aura. It will be even more difficult for him to engrave the fourth stroke!

If this continues, our conference will probably lose again!"

Chen Batian waved his hand and said in a low voice, "As long as Shen Fan has not given up, it is still too early to draw conclusions!

I believe that Shen Fan will definitely find a way to carve a complete fourth stroke on this Heavenly Sword Tablet!"

Chen Batian was full of trust in Shen Fan.

Because in the past few days after knowing Shen Fan, Chen Batian has seen many miracles in Shen Fan!

He believed that Shen Fan would be able to overcome the difficulties in front of him and create an impossible miracle again!

When everyone on the court looked at Shen Fan with complicated eyes.

Shen Fan in the golden beam of light stopped temporarily. He didn't rush to engrave the fourth stroke. Instead, he held his breath and regained the aura consumed in the body for a while, and at the same time he was thinking about the countermeasures.

"My Haifeng Jianqi is obviously rejected by the Heavenly Sword Monument!

If I continue to portray with Dafeng Sword Qi, I am afraid that even if I exhaust all my aura, it will not be possible to complete the portrayal.

But if Haifeng Sword Qi doesn't work, my Thunder Sword Qi is even worse!

After all, Jifeng Sword Qi has the blessing of Jifeng Sword Intent, and my Thunder Sword Qi has only just been mastered not long ago. In terms of the level of condensed sword Qi, it is definitely not as good as Jifeng Sword Qi.

But if my two great sword auras are useless, what should I do?"

Shen Fan's mind was full of thoughts, and finally he inadvertently sniffed, a refreshing floral fragrance drifting towards him from nowhere...