Why not be more violent?

The last few words fell and spread throughout the world, which immediately made the expression on Ouyang Lei's face solidify little by little. The calm and proud expression before was completely gone, and his expression became extremely ugly.

Over the years, there have been countless killings. You should know that among the generations of the same age, Ouyang Lei has pushed him over and kept crushing him. I wonder how many powerful people of the genius level were killed by him.

However, now he has been hiding for fifty years, and his cultivation and soul power have reached an unprecedented peak. However, in front of Meng Fan, he has resisted all kinds of means. It has to be said that it is completely beyond his plan.

In the distance, the fluctuations of the vital energy that shook the world at this moment had attracted countless monks. When I saw this scene, I was extremely shocked.

"Is that the legendary first sword Ouyang Lei in the north?"

"Yes... I didn't stop Meng Fan. It is rumored that Ouyang Lei is preparing to participate in the battle of hundreds of clans. He may have entered the top ten, but he did not kill Meng Fan?"

The crowd was in an uproar, and countless people looked at each other, feeling unspeakable.

The white-haired Shura Meng Fan had seen his powerful strength before, and his killing methods were amazing. However, now a genius who had been hiding in the snow for more than 50 years could not do anything to him, and it made countless people's eyes a little shocked.

Obviously, this can be said to be a killing game against Meng Fan. Not only did strong men such as Li Tiandao take action, gathering a large number of ruthless people in the northern region, but the real killing method was Ouyang Lei.

The ruthless killer who has been hiding for many years in Fenglei Pavilion, how powerful it is once it takes action. Looking at the entire northern group of young generations who can compete with them, it is estimated that one hand can be counted.

However, under this situation, Meng Fan survived it all, and the winner was still undecided.

Countless eyes were concentrated in the field, and I clearly understood that no matter who wins or loses in this battle today, it will inevitably shock the entire northern region and have a huge impact on the battle of the hundreds of races.

In the void, under countless shocking gazes, Meng Fan grabbed his five fingers and the demon blood halberd flashed. At the same time, Meng Fan restrained the fluctuations of the riot in his body.

He looked at Ouyang Lei coldly, his silver armor mixed with blood, and it looked even more bloodthirsty.

"If you have any other means, take it out, I'll take it together!"

His tone was cold, and at the same time, Meng Fan waved his big hand in his palm at this moment. It was obvious that all the trump cards were exposed now. All the injuries in his body were suppressed at the same time, and the qi and blood burst out, and they rose to the peak. One halberd and one armor in his hand, and two eighth-level divine objects appeared at the same time.

If this integration is made, it will be Meng Fan’s strongest blow, and then the victory or defeat will be at the next moment.

"die!"

In an instant, Ouyang Lei also felt a threat of death, which was actually transmitted from Meng Fan. Even though he was seriously injured, his violent aura became more and more terrifying.

I couldn't help but bite Ouyang Lei's teeth, and it was also clear that it was time to decide the outcome between the two sides.

Accompanied by the cold sounds, the vitality in Ouyang Lei's body rioted, the vitality in his long sword in his hand gathered, and at the same time, he took great strides towards Meng Fan.

"Since that's the case, then let's try another sword. Since I took action, no one has survived this sword. Meng Fan, you are so confident, then come here, the three kills of heaven and earth... three kills of heaven and earth!"

In an instant, the sword light flashed, and at the same time, Ouyang Lei moved his big hand and slashed directly towards Meng Fan from the void. The latter's powerful vitality fluctuation activates this attack, which can be said to have completely released his combat power at this moment.

As the vital energy spreads, everything is destroyed, and only the silver-white light in the void runs through everything.

Over the years, Ouyang Lei was able to claim to be the first sword in the north. Although it was a bit exaggerated, after all, there were some old monster-level powerful men in ancient times, but it also proved that the latter's sword skills had reached the peak in thousands of years.

The sword light of the word "Tian" flashed, and this attack landed in the air. It was so powerful that there was no wave in the void wherever it passed, because this sword was almost at its peak and reached a certain level of ferociousness.

Even the space cannot be limited to the latter's sword light. It can be said that it breaks the rules and turns everything into nothingness, making a slight sound, and there is no movement at all.

However, there is a domineering aura that kills everything. Once touched, the consequences can be imagined.

His pupils contracted, Meng Fan stood there, his whole body tensed, and even though he felt a sense of fear in his heart, it was not a god after all, and it was impossible not to be afraid in the face of such a great threat, but an instinctive reaction.

However, the next moment, Meng Fan took a step forward, moved his palm, and the demon blood halberd in his hand swept into the air, and at the same time he was overwhelming the air.

An ancient mark in his body has already flowed naturally. A natural force that devours heaven and earth explodes, absorbing the power in the sky. The natural one with such power is the Anti-Divine Seal.

Under a seal, the vast energy of heaven and earth in the sky was integrated into Meng Fan himself. His muscles bulged and his meridians expanded. Meng Fan suddenly gathered the forces of the ten directions at this moment. Even though there was a great threat in front of him, there was no joy or wave, and there was only one battle.

"Meng Fan, retreat. His attack has reached the middle power of the word "Tian" and suppressing you above the realm. You are not his opponent!"

The next moment, Xiaotian roared, his tone was extremely anxious, and he felt the terror from this sword, which concentrated all the fluctuations of energy in Ouyang Lei's body, increasing his combat power several times.

With one sword, even an old monster who entered the fifth level of Xuanyuan Realm might have to be chopped to pieces, not to mention Meng Fan, and even Xiao Tian is unable to resist now. As long as he approaches that terrifying sword light, he will inevitably be bombarded into countless pieces.

"If I retreat...who will help me block?"

Meng Fan sighed softly in the void. The latter stood in the air, motionless under the knife, with a kind of helplessness and loneliness in his tone.

Over the years, starting from the young man in Wuzhen back then, the latter had to rely on himself. If he retreated today, not only would he and Mu Yuyin fall into danger, but his years of cultivation would be even more shattered.

With five fingers held, Meng Fan used force to rush his palm, and his vital energy surged. His eyes closed, and the infinite vital energy and the immortal armor merged. His body stood between the heaven and earth, but he devoted all the power in his body to integrate into the immortal armor.

When Xiaotian heard Meng Fan's words, he couldn't help but slap him again, and it was difficult for him to spit out another word.

Under this knife, it was three meters close to Meng Fan in an instant, and there was no time to give the latter any reaction. If Meng Fan retreated and still had a glimmer of hope, the knife in front of him would be completely dead.

Seeing this scene between heaven and earth made many strong men in the distance feel desperate, and Meng Fan even more feeling that the latter must be about to die here.

Ouyang Lei is worthy of being the strongest man in Fenglei Pavilion in the past thousand years. The light of this sword is simply to kill everything in the world.

The sword light approached for a moment. Just as he was about to approach Meng Fan's throat, Meng Fan, who had suddenly stopped, finally moved slightly, raised the demon blood halberd in his hand and resisted in mid-air.

clang!

In an instant, the sword light was blocked, but the powerful force with sharp edges did not stop. Under the trembling power, Meng Fan's body continued to retreat.

The only thing that can resist for a moment with the eighth-level divine object is that it can only resist for a moment, and the powerful anti-shock force alone makes Meng Fan's body shatter and retreat backwards.

However, while retreating, the absorbing force in Meng Fan slowly formed, his teeth were clenched, and his blood was fused, and at the same time, his whole body was completely fused with the immortal armor. After a few breaths, a few words resounded through the world.

"The fifth style of the Immortal Armor...Destroy it in the palm!"

Between a few words, it seemed to be spit out from Meng Fan's teeth. At the same time, the big hand was waving, and the silver armor around his body suddenly flashed, cooperating with Meng Fan's own body.

In an instant, he actually took the power from Meng Fan's body, and at the same time turned into a flashing light in his hand, fused into the demon blood halberd, and suddenly emitted.

A ray of light flashed and hit the sky. Obviously, Meng Fan was fighting with his life at this moment. If he succeeded, he would be able to fight back, but once he failed... it would be the consequence of the smoke and smoke.

boom!

A flash of light, the sky and the sword light collided. The moment these two extremely domineering forces touched, the world was at the same time, and everything disappeared, only the collision between these two forces.

Meng Fan's halberd was swept into the air, and the light of the immortal armor flashed. The two magical objects were activated to reach their limit at this moment. With the full force of integration, there was a strange aura of destroying everything in the world.

The major methods of immortal warfare are different. The fourth style already has a taste of reincarnation, which is to break the reincarnation. In this fifth style, it is to completely break the reincarnation, reaching the death of the palm and kill everything!

Under the majesty of this impact, the bursting power made people in the distance retreat continuously. Many of them had already spewed out blood, and the force of the impact spread to heaven and earth, turning everything into nothingness.

A huge mushroom cloud rose, and at first glance, I saw that the thousand meters centered on Meng Fan turned into a mess, and the sweeping power made the earth sink into a dent.

Countless strong men were trembling. Even if they were ten thousand meters away, they could feel the terrifying power at this place, just like stars falling and smashing the void.

The dust in the field was everywhere, and countless fragments of space were flying. I don’t know how long it took, but finally a strong man recovered and looked carefully.

It was only when I discovered that there was a figure standing between the weather waves, with white hair, and the armor on my body was a little broken, and blood kept flowing out. The injury was extremely serious. However, it still had strong vitality, but it was... Meng Fan!

A big mouth of blood spurted out, but a smile appeared on Meng Fan's face, and he said slowly,

"I say... immortal!"
Chapter completed!