Sword Slaying The Heavens

All the monks were paying attention to the battle between the Tianjiao leaders, the scene was earth-shattering, all kinds of supernatural powers filled the sky, the roar was deafening, and the entire void of the secret realm was turbulent and distorted, almost collapsing.

At this moment, the vortex in the lake is also getting bigger and bigger, and the water flow is getting rougher and faster, and a strong man of the emperor level is about to be born.

boom!

Chen Fan stabbed Jian Tianmo with a sword, and the combination of the sword and the body contained powerful power.

Jian Tianmo was knocked back a few steps with the Fang Tianhalberd crossed, he frowned slightly, surprised that Chen Fan had strength not weaker than his.

Prince Li controls the Purple Sky Divine Thunder, which transforms into a long halberd for a while, and hundreds of sharp swords for a while, blasting and killing Chen Fan.

The battle between the three of them was incomparably spectacular, attracting the attention of countless monks.

However, Chen Fan didn't use his full strength, he kept staring at the lake, seeing the vortex in the center of the lake getting bigger and bigger, but he remained calm.

"Are you going to come out? It's time!" He said to himself, the sword became more and more aggressive, and the concept of life and death reincarnation poured out, shocking the two Tianjiao leaders.

"Who is that young man in the green shirt? He actually has such a powerful artistic conception. With his mid-stage Golden Core cultivation, he can fight on par with the two Tianjiao leaders." The onlookers exclaimed.

"Three people check and balance each other, which is already a powerful confrontation. If one person makes a mistake, it will definitely break this balance. Who will be the first to make a mistake?"

"It will definitely be the young man in the blue shirt. No matter what, Prince Li and Jian Tianmo are both long-established leaders. After countless battles, the young man in the blue shirt is also at a disadvantage in terms of realm. I'm afraid he won't be able to last long!" Many people guessed.

"That's not necessarily the case. The young man in the blue shirt is more than that simple, but what is he waiting for? Why doesn't he use that method?" , the soft golden silk around her waist outlines her graceful figure perfectly, a wicked smile is showing on her exquisite face at this moment, and her purple hair is fluttering in the wind.

Many monks looked at it one after another when they heard the words, and they were suddenly shocked, their minds were in turmoil, and their souls were almost taken away.

"What a frightening woman, she has cultivated her charms to the bone, and her every move can affect our minds." Someone came back to his senses and said in palpitations, but he still swallowed involuntarily when he saw the woman's fiery figure.

"It's a member of the Hehuan Sect, young and vigorous people should be careful,

In case of falling into the beauty trap and being caught, although happy, the result will be loss of yang energy, ranging from becoming a useless person, to being sucked dry. "An old man said solemnly.

However, the purple-haired woman smiled, squinted her winking eyes slightly, stared at the old man, shook her head and said with a light smile: "Old guy, not everyone likes me, like you, I'm afraid There is no chance of living!"

"You...you, a junior, dare to disrespect me!" The old man was furious, so angry that his neck turned red.

"Hey, there are only the strong and the weak here, there are no juniors or seniors!" The purple-haired woman sneered, and ignored the old man, her beautiful eyes were already looking at the three fighting in mid-air.

The old man snorted coldly, but he didn't dare to make a move. He knew that he was definitely not the woman's match, so he left quietly with a flick of his sleeves.

In the distance, the siblings of the Fei family stood outside watching the battle, Fei Fengxuan clenched his fists tightly, his inner fighting spirit was awe-inspiring, and his true energy was about to move.

Fei Chuchu said in a low voice: "Your fighting spirit is too sharp. Your master asked you to go down the mountain because he wants you to learn to endure at this stage, and watch the battle quietly!"

Her voice is very pleasant, like the sound of a piano, it can soothe the restlessness in people's hearts, and make people maintain a little peace of mind in such a situation of war and blood boiling!

"A practitioner of swordsmanship needs sharpness, sharpness like a sharp sword. I don't know why Master would ask me to do the opposite." Fei Fengxuan tried to calm down, shaking his head and said.

"Forbearance is for the future explosion. When you enter the Nascent Soul stage, you will be the leader of the same level." Fei Chuchu still said calmly, but Meimou never left the battle on the battlefield.

"That's not the case for Chen Fan. He also has a sword heart, but he has always maintained his edge. That is his way. If he does not die, he will sing all the way in the future. After the Nascent Soul Stage, he will still be my great enemy." Fei Fengxuan He shook his fists.

"Don't let others influence your way!" Fei Chuchu said indifferently.

...

At this time, the battle in mid-air also became chaotic, and some people began to approach the battle circle between Chen Fan and Jian Tianmo, trying to suppress and kill Chen Fan.

"This is my prey, step back!" Jian Tianmo held Fang Tianmo's halberd in his hand, with unparalleled combat power, he swept away the halberd and blasted away the approaching Tianjiao.

However, those Tianjiao leaders are not idle people, they have also experienced countless battles, and they will not be afraid of Jian Tianmo at all.

"You are too domineering, I will teach you for your elders!" A white-clothed Tianjiao said in a deep voice, a silver halo hovered above his head, overflowing with rays of glow covering his whole body, always maintaining a holy figure, like a high-ranking Son of God.

"In the future, I will personally teach your elders a lesson!" Jian Tianmo was extremely domineering, and Fang Tianji swept across, accompanied by the roar of the black unicorn, and slashed at the man in white.

At the same time, the heirs of the two ministers of the Wu Kingdom also came to kill, and they directly targeted Chen Fan.

"Hand over the Burning Earth Jue!" The two shouted in deep voices.

"Depending on you?" Chen Fan said coldly, swiping the long sword in his hand again, one sword with nine times, and nine solid purple-gold swords instantly appeared in front of the two of them.

The faces of the two changed slightly, and they tried to escape with mysterious movements.

However, at this moment, Chen Fan's field suddenly opened up, covering the two people including Prince Li, Jian Tianmo and others within two meters.

Immediately, the nine purple-golden swords shuttled instantly, piercing through the chests of the two young Tianjiao, and the two were directly suppressed and killed, and then the swords circled and swept towards Prince Li, Jian Tianmo and the man in white.

A streamer flashed across the sky, and Chen Fan's field was approaching its limit. He could not bear to control so many geniuses at the same time, and a mouthful of blood instantly overflowed.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

There were several muffled sounds in a row, and the sharp sword swept over the three of them, a kind of radiance suddenly brightened, and the three of them were protected by spirit treasure armor. Chen Fan's sword struck out all their spirit treasures, but failed to complete Town kill!

"This is...the field, how is it possible?" Several Tianjiao were shocked. They were all top Tianjiao leaders. Their real cultivation bases were already in the Nascent Soul stage, but after suppressing their cultivation bases in order to enter the secret realm, their field abilities also disappeared one after another.

"It's time!" Chen Fan glanced at the lake calmly, thinking to himself.

Taking advantage of the moment when everyone was shocked, he turned the storage ring, took out a piece of pure wood essence and put it in his mouth, and immediately took out the golden book page that recorded Qinglong Lotus Hand, and threw it into the lake on the ground with his hands.

"Send you off!" He said coldly, watching the golden pages turn into a golden light and fly towards the lake.

"That's... Burning Earth Art!" Everyone came to their senses and rushed towards the lake.

Jian Tianmo, Prince Li and others also set off. For them, it was only a matter of breath from here to the lake, and they were not afraid that Chen Fan would take the opportunity to escape.

However, when everyone rushed towards the lake, the entire lake suddenly boiled, and with a "wow", a huge water column rushed from it, and a majestic momentum enveloped the audience in an instant.