Sword Slaying The Heavens

Whether the sword is sentimental or not, it all depends on the edge of the sword.

As soon as the sentient sword strikes, there will be a way out, and it will not completely plunge itself into death. Even Xu Wuhui's sword without regrets, in which he also uses offense as defense, and does not completely make himself nowhere to retreat .

But at this moment, these sword styles of Chen Fan are deadly and extremely fierce. The cold sword glow overflows, and when he stabs out with a sword, he puts all his strength into it, and never thinks about his own safety.

This way of fighting, if you encounter an enemy with a higher realm than yourself, you will be suppressed and killed instantly.

But if you meet a monk of the same level, it will have a miraculous effect.

This is the case for Feng Wuji and Xu Wuhui at this moment, they are helpless to fight back by Chen Fan's impenetrable sword art, the two teamed up is obviously comparable to Fu Baihou, but they have no chance to make a move at all.

Chen Fan's sword was so ruthless that even their hearts palpited.

"What kind of monster is this person?" Feng Wuji gritted his teeth in his heart and said fiercely, waving the purple gold fan in his hand continuously, protecting himself with the whirlwind.

Xu Wuhui was not so lucky. He advocated attacking as defense, but now he couldn't find an opportunity to attack. He could only keep retreating. The consumption was extremely high, and his face became more and more gloomy.

It's so frustrating!

Yes, this feeling is really too aggrieved. Originally, the two of them could easily take down Chen Fan together, but now they are being suppressed and beaten by Chen Fan like this. They couldn't imagine such a result at all.

"Once your sword art is over, your life will be worse than death." Xu Wuhui said gloomyly with a cold expression.

"Hmph!" Chen Fan snorted coldly, Jiujiu Reduction continued to perform, the sharp sword fell on Xu Wuhui's body and became more dense, countless sword shadows fell on Xu Wuhui's body overwhelmingly.

That's right, it was smashed.

It was impossible for him to kill Xu Wuhui with a single sword. Since Xu Wuhui wanted to forcefully attack him, Chen Fan smashed it. The silkworm armguard in his hand was used to great effect, and the huge force suddenly knocked him down.

Xu Wuhui continued to shake the sword forcefully, never expecting that Chen Fan's power would suddenly become so terrifying, his legs almost gave way and fell off.

when!

Another sword fell, and the vibrato rang out, Xu Wuhui's face turned pale, his chest trembled, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Asshole.

"He roared, but there was nothing he could do.

Feng Wuji was also unable to protect himself, except for self-defense, there was no way to help Xu Wuhui, because Chen Fan's sword art was too fast, and with the blessing of nine levels of power, he couldn't force Xu Wuhui like Xu Wuhui.

All of a sudden, such a scene in mid-air was astonishing. The two majestic kings of the Heavenly Dao Sect were so suppressed and beaten by an unknown soldier. What's more, their way of life was far stronger than Chen Fan. Unfortunately, there is no Among the other audience, only Yang Tianji, who was hiding in the depths, watched silently.

"It seems that we have found the right person." Yang Tianji looked at Chen Fan in mid-air, and finally a slight smile crossed his face.

At this moment, the sword glowed brightly in the sky, and Chen Fan was brave and invincible with one enemy and two.

But as Feng Wuji and Xu Wuhui said, the sword style is limited after all, and after Chen Fan's ninety-nine restoration of this style, everything will return to the original point, because he can't seriously injure the two of them with this sword.

After a few breaths, Jiujiu returned to all directions, and Chen Fan's sword finally stopped.

Feng Wuji and Xu Wuhui only consumed some real energy, their faces were slightly pale, but they were not injured at all.

Chen Fan is also still brave, his inner body has a steady stream of burning wood chapters to make up for it, and the ninety-nine restoration does not consume too much of his true energy.

"Is it over? It's our turn." Feng Wuji gritted his teeth and said coldly, with incomparable anger and hatred in his heart.

The purple gold fan was swung out in an instant, and this time he finally had a chance to show off his skills, and he would not keep it any longer.

With a bang, the color of the sky changed, and the wind swept across, gushing out like a waterfall, and instantly turned into a huge wave in the half space, rushing towards Chen Fan overwhelmingly.

Yang Tianji's face in the distance couldn't help but condense. This is not only a strong wind, but also the power of the void. Every strand of wind is comparable to the terrible lethality of the cracks in the void. He doubts whether Chen Fan can bear it.

And Xu Wuhui also drew out his sword in anger at this time, using an extremely powerful sword art, the tip of the sword pierced the void, cutting a long trajectory, like a meteor falling from the sky, slashing at Chen Fan at a terrifying speed .

This is the real sword without regrets. In an instant, Chen Fan seemed to be in a barren desert, facing a man with a sword, and there was a terrible gust of wind blowing around him. He had nowhere to hide.

"Die to me." Xu Wuhui shouted in a deep voice, venting all the aggrieved just now.

Chen Fan's expression was still cold, his face never changed, the Wuya sword in his hand was slowly raised, the Tai Chi diagram in his dantian was finally revealed, and the rhyme of reincarnation of life and death was like a flood of the Yellow River at this moment, suddenly gushing in all directions .

Life and death, reincarnation is endless!

If I live, I want you to die!

This is the result of Chen Fan's enlightenment in the past nine years. Although he has not yet broken through, Dao Yun has become stronger. In addition, he has lost his original self at this moment and has become more ruthless. He does not think about his own safety at all.

This is real ruthless.

He poured all his true energy into his body, and even transformed his vitality into strength, all for a single sword.

If it was Chen Fan in a sentient state, he would never consider doing this at all. Even if he lost, he would sacrifice the fairy sword scabbard to fight, but now this Chen Fan doesn't care about anything at all, he only knows that someone is going to kill him. If you want to kill yourself, then go back desperately, even if you use up your own life.

He lost some memories, and he didn't know the existence of the fairy sword scabbard at all. At this moment, he wanted to use this to fight, and he was fighting with his life.

Feng Wuji and Xu Wuhui watched Chen Fan raise his sharp sword, but his figure never moved away. They had absolutely no intention of avoiding their tricks, a sneer could not help but flash across their faces.

"Why do you want to shake us hard? It will be about the same in another fifty years." Feng Wuji sneered.

"Reincarnation!" Chen Fan raised his sword, but did not open his mouth, but this long and cold voice came from the Taiji diagram, as if it came from the abyss of hell.

The icy breath permeated the audience, Feng Wuji and Xu Wuhui's formulas were not affected, because their Dao was far stronger than Chen Fan's.

But Chen Fan's current reincarnation is not them, but himself!

He can reincarnate others' Dao to the past, but no one knows that he can also reincarnate in the future.

In the past, in this world, in the future, these three components form a reincarnation!

He trapped himself in reincarnation, let his vitality flow away, and used his future power in advance!

Boom——!

Above his head, the sky was torn apart by a beam of light, and the golden beam of light enveloped him in an instant. In an instant, the few people present seemed to see another Chen Fan appearing, and it just disappeared in a blink of an eye, and fell directly into Chen Fan's body. Between the eyebrows.

When Chen Fan opened his eyes again, his face was no longer young, it became vicissitudes, even a little old, with stubble growing on his chin, and complex and profound Taoism in his eyes.

Feng Wuji and Xu Wuhui felt the aura emanating from Chen Fan's body, and their expressions suddenly changed, as if seeing a ghost, they turned around and ran without any hesitation.

[I have something to go out, it may be updated later! 】