Fantasy: I, Who Can View The Script Of My Life, Can Be Arbitrary Forever

"Being evenly matched is already quite good, what more do you want? Saint Child's move is unprecedented and has left us all in awe."

"If he can defeat Qiu Hei, I will kneel down. Otherwise, I can't describe my feelings."

The crowd discussed fervently.

Some felt regretful that Zhang Fan couldn't defeat Qiu Hei.

But more people said they had already knelt down, and if Zhang Fan were to defeat Qiu Hei, they wouldn't know how to describe their shock.

Even the elders and true disciples felt the same way.

For Zhang Fan to be able to contend with Qiu Hei, that was already the limit. They couldn't imagine anything more.

"Zhang Fan, even though you're so powerful, you will still be defeated by me in the end."

"With such frequent use of the Sword Scripture, isn't your spiritual energy running low?"

Qiu Hei's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Even though he was about to defeat Zhang Fan, he couldn't feel any joy.

Zhang Fan was so powerful, already able to contend with him. It was impossible for him to find an opportunity to kill Zhang Fan.

"Not enough? Guess if my four Divine Pills provide enough spiritual energy?"

Although Zhang Fan was a bit out of breath, it didn't affect his ability to continue fighting Qiu Hei.

In terms of spiritual energy, he was indeed a bit lacking.

But relatively speaking, he could easily sustain himself for dozens more moves, much more than Qiu Hei had thought.

"Hmph, you can hold on as much as you want!"

"Although you can contend with me, you still don't know the true strength of our true disciples. If you can withstand this move, I, Qiu Hei, will admit defeat and won't bother you anymore!"

Qiu Hei's anger rose from his heart. Originally, in this friendly match, he shouldn't have used any powerful moves, after all, Zhang Fan was the Saint Child.

He was ordered by the Saint Lord to test Zhang Fan.

But a person needs to protect their own dignity, and he didn't want to hold back anymore!

"Demon Sealing Palm!"

Qiu Hei erupted with all his strength, gathering immense spiritual energy in his hand, using his ultimate skill.

This Demon Sealing Palm was a Transcendent Heavenly Rank martial art taught to him by Han Mo. He had practiced it for decades before fully comprehending it.

And the final move of this Demon Sealing Palm would gather all the spiritual energy in his body, erupting with an unparalleled palm strike.

With this strike, everything would be annihilated.

If it didn't annihilate, then he himself would be finished.

Under normal circumstances, Qiu Hei wouldn't use this move.

Because using this move meant depleting his spiritual energy, leaving him with no power to resist.

So this move was his ultimate skill.

But now, in this situation...

Zhang Fan, relying on the strength of the Divine Pill realm, had been able to fight him back and forth, completely trampling on the dignity of this true disciple.

If Zhang Fan were to lose due to depleted spiritual energy, he would never be able to lift his head again.

"This move..."

The elders in the stands saw this palm and looked at Han Mo.

"Elder Han, how can your disciple use this move? This is not an ordinary attack, this is a fight to the death with the Saint Child!"

"Yes, this is clearly the final move of the Demon Sealing Palm, a desperate move for the last moment. This is just a normal competition, how can such a deadly move be used?"

Several elders' expressions changed as they shouted loudly.

"I didn't know he would do this." Han Mo replied calmly.

Everyone looked at each other.

In fact, Han Mo really didn't know that Qiu Hei would use this move at any cost.

He didn't teach Qiu Hei like this.

But now, anyone with eyes could see that Qiu Hei was showing signs of going berserk. Because of Zhang Fan, he had lost control.

"Saint Lord, should we stop the match?" Many elders looked at the Saint Lord.

"No need, if there is any danger, I will protect him myself."

"Moreover, Saint Child has quite a few protective treasures on him."

"Hey, wait a minute..."

Suddenly, the Saint Lord remembered that Zhang Fan had just taken his Frost Saint Armor for maintenance a few days ago, which means that Zhang Fan didn't have any armor on him at the moment.

Thinking of this, the Saint Lord's immortal power surged, ready to protect Saint Child at any time.

With the upcoming Great Competition in the Holy Land, it would be bad if Zhang Fan got injured at this time.

On the arena.

At this moment, Qiu Hei's spiritual energy was in turmoil and he looked disheveled.

The power condensed in that palm caused a towering wave of energy on the arena, like a crashing tidal wave. Even Zhang Fan, standing on the stage, couldn't help but take a step back.

"Something's up, looks like I have to go all out."

Feeling the immense power of this palm, Zhang Fan didn't dare to take it lightly.

He originally thought that relying on the Chaos Sword Sutra alone would be enough to get through the end of the match.

He didn't want to reveal too many of his trump cards.

But in the current situation, Qiu Hei wanted to determine the outcome with him.

If he continued to deal with it using the ordinary Chaos Sword Sutra, he would probably be hit by a palm and spit blood.

Zhang Fan wanted to use the Strange Fire, but now it seemed that there was simply not enough time.

Using the Immortal Execution Sword Formation also had a certain range, and in the midst of trapping Qiu Hei, this palm was about to strike.

Zhang Fan recalled his trump cards.

Soon, with a thought, he retracted the Ancient Azure Sword.

"What is Saint Child doing? He retracted his sword, is he surrendering?"

"No, he changed his sword!"

At this moment, Zhang Fan summoned the Immortal Slaying Sword from the void.

As soon as the Immortal Slaying Sword appeared, boundless immortal power erupted, sweeping over the arena and the surroundings!

Countless people looked at the long sword in Zhang Fan's hand, their eyes filled with astonishment.

Many elders also sat up in surprise, including the Saint Lord, whose expression also slightly changed.

"Immortal power! That sword has immortal power!"

"What kind of sword is this? An immortal sword?"

Only the Saint Lord recognized this sword: "This is the Immortal Slaying Sword."

"No wonder, this kid asked me last time what the difference was between the Immortal Execution Sword Formation and the Immortal Slaying Sword."

"The holy sword that disappeared into the river of time is actually in Zhang Fan's hands."

"No, how can he use the Immortal Slaying Sword?"

"Could it be that he has tamed it?"

The Saint Lord was also shocked.

It should be noted that the Immortal Slaying Sword has its own consciousness and will not easily submit to anyone, even if you have exceptional talent.

And Zhang Fan actually made it obey his commands?

What the Saint Lord didn't know was that Zhang Fan had only sealed the Immortal Slaying Sword with the Sealing Spirit Talisman, and had not truly mastered it.

But even so, he was already able to make a qualitative change with a single sword.

"I have a sword, to slay the heavens!"

At the moment of holding the Immortal Slaying Sword, all the spiritual energy in Zhang Fan's body had already transformed into Sword Intent enveloped in immortal energy.

The Chaos Sword Intent merged with an extremely powerful immortal energy, forming a shocking sword that swept towards Qiu Hei!

And Qiu Hei's Demon Sealing Palm also formed, with palm energy covering the sky, like a divine demon.

But when the two collided, an unparalleled wave of fluctuations erupted.

The void shattered and screamed.

But in an instant, the Demon Sealing Palm was pierced by this unmatched sword, turning into ashes, and Qiu Hei was also struck by this sword and ultimately fell to the ground!

"Qiu Hei lost!"

"How is this possible? Qiu Hei, who possesses such a powerful inheritance, was actually defeated by Saint Child, who is only at the fourth stage of the Divine Pill realm?"