Sword Slaying The Heavens

"This is……"

Chen Fan stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

Without the appearance of the self-humanoid lightning in his imagination, he erased his name on the Tianjiao list back then, and now his mirror image will no longer appear in Dujie, but this is obviously not a good thing.

At this moment, the clouds were split open, and two human-shaped lightning bolts appeared in his field of vision, both of which were in the late stage of distraction. What was even more frightening was that the strength of these people was no less than that of Chen Fan at this moment.

But what moved Chen Fan was that one of the human-shaped lightning bolts was a young man, but the other one was actually the mirror image of his master Jiugong old man!

"How could this be?" Chen Fan couldn't help frowning.

After thinking about it soon, he was relieved. The old man Jiugong had already passed the first tribulation, and he didn't know where he had reached now, but this mirror image was completely liberated, but why it appeared here, Chen Fan was a little puzzled up.

If he guessed correctly, the catastrophe he was facing should only be that young man, but it is very likely that the old man Jiugong had just passed the catastrophe, and the mirror image had not yet left, so he was also drawn in, which intensified his difficulty.

But all of this is also likely to be manipulated by someone behind the scenes!

"Could it be him?" Chen Fan frowned. All the time, the catastrophe he had overcome was far stronger than others, but he didn't expect it to be like this again this time.

When his realm was low before, he could still rely on some means to save his life, but now, facing two opponents who are not weaker than him at all, and who will never run out of true energy, it is really hard to say whether Chen Fan can win.

"In this way, you are fighting with the master instead." Chen Fan shook his head lightly, the mirror image of the Jiugong old man in front of him is almost the same as the Jiugong old man before crossing the catastrophe, it is too powerful.

As for that young man, Chen Fan didn't underestimate him, just from his aura, it can be said that he is not weaker than the old man Jiugong at all.

Boom——!

At this time, with a thunderclap, the two human-shaped lightning bolts were dispatched together, directly killing Chen Fan at the speed of thunder.

The Jiugong Daoyun displayed by the old man of Jiugong is extremely simple and stronger than the Gongjiu in the ruins world. The overwhelming sword shadow instantly covered Chen Fan, and every ray of sword energy was like a sharp blade.

The young man came here with a pair of fists, wide open and closed, with monstrous power, as if he wanted to break the world with his fists.

The shadows of the two thundered and roared in all directions,

The berserk force kept blasting down in front of Chen Fan, but every time Chen Fan avoided it cleverly.

He knew that the only difference between himself and the Humanoid Lightning was the consumption of his true energy. At this moment, he couldn't challenge the other party forcefully, otherwise the result would be a defeat. He could only temporarily hide from his edge, and then look for opportunities to fight back.

But with the Jiugong old man's mirror image and another humanoid lightning, it is not easy to find this opportunity.

After evading dozens of attacks, Chen Fan finally realized that going on like this is not an option, he will be exhausted by the opponent sooner or later if he is always passive.

He remembered that old man Jiugong once said that since these people have inexhaustible true energy, they can be crushed with the advantage of their souls. The old man Jiugong also used this to stalemate with his own mirror image for decades, and finally improved his spirit and dao charm, and thus survived the first catastrophe.

But this method is a bit difficult for Chen Fan. If the opponent is only one person, he is absolutely sure to kill him, but now there are two people, and if he rashly fights with spirit and soul, he will simply seek his own death.

The first catastrophe was so difficult, how to survive the subsequent catastrophes.

Chen Fan couldn't help frowning, and at the same time a sword beam passed over his head, which was cut out by the mirror image of the old man of Jiugong.

"We need to separate them." Chen Fan said silently in his heart, he needs to find a way to lure one of them away, otherwise this catastrophe cannot continue at all.

If he used the reincarnation rhyme to reincarnate his future self, or used the fairy sword scabbard, he could easily destroy these two human-shaped lightning bolts, but in this way, it would be as if the catastrophe had not been passed, and everything would be in vain.

"Master, I can help you." At this moment, the Wuya Sword in his hand trembled slightly, sending out a response.

Chen Fan was stunned, the sword spirits in Wuya Sword usually don't take the initiative to make a sound, but at this moment they suddenly took the initiative to fight, which made Chen Fan a little surprised. After all, it was a catastrophe in the body state, can Wuya Sword bear it?

"Master, don't worry, you once fell into that state and let me accept some inheritance, which I didn't fully digest until a few days ago. Now it should be able to help you delay the time." Sword Spirit said.

Chen Fan's face changed slightly when he heard the words, he knew that Jian Ling said that he had entered the ruthless state, but the sword spirit could accept the inheritance of the ruthless state, which obviously exceeded Chen Fan's expectations.

After pondering for a while, Chen Fan no longer hesitated, nodded and asked, "Which one can you fight?"

"That sword cultivator." Wu Yajian replied without hesitation.

Chen Fan didn't say any more, he threw the Wuya Sword directly, and immediately stepped on the Nine Palace Steps to kill the young man suddenly.

The Wuya Sword also stagnated in the air at the same time, then turned into a stream of light, and independently performed the Nine Palaces Sword Art, creating an overwhelming sword shadow, which suddenly trapped the mirror image of the Nine Palaces old man.

Sure enough, the mirror image of the old man Jiugong directly locked his eyes on Wu Yajian. According to the rules of heaven, sword spirits practice against the sky and need to be suppressed by Heavenly Tribulation. At this moment, not only is the mirror image of the old man Jiugong, even the young man has to turn around Rush towards the Endless Sword.

Chen Fan's gaze was fixed, and majestic power gushed out from the armguard of the divine silkworm, and the countless strands of divine silk quickly attacked the young man, blocking his way, and then quickly took out an iron sword from the storage ring, Suddenly he cut off at him.

The young man dismissed the idea of ​​suppressing the sword spirit, turned around and shook Chen Fan's sword, and swung his fists. The thunder force on the fist was so violent that it instantly shattered the god's silk, and directly collided with Chen Fan's sharp sword.

when!

A metal trill sounded, and a circle of ripples appeared in the void.

Chen Fan's jaw went numb, and his figure was knocked back a few steps. On the other hand, the young man was still standing firmly on the spot, unscathed, and his fists were still shining brightly.

"What a domineering punch." Chen Fan felt awe-inspiring. He looked at the young man and vaguely felt that there was a familiar dao rhyme in this punch, but he couldn't recognize what kind of punch it was.

At this time, Chen Fan just stabilized his figure, and the young man clenched his fists again, opening and closing his fists, with a mighty posture, exuding an aura that opened up the world, and his fists carried a large thunderbolt, suddenly covering Chen Fan's whole body fall.

Chen Fan's face changed, he didn't expect the young man's seemingly simple punch to suddenly turn into a killer move, it was too sudden.

He stepped back quickly, but there was still a bolt of lightning that landed on his left shoulder, splitting open a wound, blood splashing, and a wisp of external Dao Yun also directly invaded his body, arousing the resonance of his own Dao Yun.

"Reincarnation!" Chen Fan was stunned, and looked at the young man in disbelief.

He finally remembered that what this young man was using was a long-lost magical fist in ancient times.