The black and white twin dragons and the golden-winged phoenix howled and roared, and collided with each other! The sword wind was really fire, and the flames were roaring, and they exploded into a huge flame tornado!

This pair of old enemies used all their skills to kill each other. In the dark night, the sky and the earth were flashed into gold by the dazzling wind and fire. In the blink of an eye, hundreds of moves were exchanged. With a foundation-building period like Li Fan,

My eyesight really couldn't see through the Nascent Soul level battle. I stared at it for a long time, and finally I could only use one sentence to describe it.

Damn awesome...

Chi Qiu circled around the sky full of wind and fire, and wanted to rush in and join the fight, but Yao Xuanzhou moved his hand towards Jianhong, and took the flying sword covered in blood into his hand, "Don't get in the way. Master Zhang, if you can't

If you cut off the inner demons with your hands and untie the knots in your heart, you may not be able to see your Nascent Soul for the rest of your life."

Li Fan also realized, yes, but if you have a flying sword in your hand, why not use it and just kill him with one sword? You don't have to kill him with your own hands, right?

Yao Xuanzhou seemed to know what Li Fan wanted to ask, and shook his head, "It's not that simple. The Red Qiu is the magic weapon he borrowed after all, and Jiugao's mind is already in chaos, with the evil karma of the Triple Burner, and he is so angry that he might as well just use the sword without using the sword.

The sword power of Feilong Sword Technique is more suitable for destroying it!"

Li Fan still doesn't quite understand.

Xuantian's sword intention said, host, flying swords are not thrown out casually. You look at the sword and the one who beheaded him after using it. It's just that the two sides have already decided the winner based on their spiritual consciousness.

Just release the sword to finish. So either the flying sword cannot be released, and it will be bloody as soon as it is born. It seems that either you will kill me or I will kill you, which is why it appears to be the most lethal.'

Yao Xuanzhou also gave further guidance to Li Fandao, "Using other people's magic weapons requires the most spiritual consciousness. Jiugao and Nangong Wuchen have an old grudge. They are not at ease at all. They have to forcibly control Dao Qi that is beyond their own realm. I probably don't have the energy left to do it anymore."

Using his spiritual consciousness to lock the enemy's sword, I saw that Nangong Wuchen bastard was scolding so loudly, but he was even more energetic. I'm afraid he really wouldn't get any advantage with the flying sword.

On the other hand, the opponent was hit by a sword before, and his Taoist body has been greatly damaged. The old wounds have not healed, and he cannot use all his abilities. It is quite feasible to abandon the borrowed flying sword, concentrate on fighting with the proficient Qiankun Flying Dragon Sword Technique.

Fa. Qingyue, if you remember it, you might need it in the future."

'Xuantian Sword Intent said, Xiao Yao is right. Back then, our Beichen Sword Sect had a Sword Sect that specialized in spiritual suppression and focused on beheading with swords, and a Sword Sect that also practiced sword techniques and techniques and focused on destroying Qi with sword Qi.

Zong, the battle of Jianqi is coming. Of course, everyone still uses flying swords, and they also know all kinds of sword techniques, but the focus is different.'

It turns out that this is equivalent to specializing in one subject and mastering hundreds of skills at the same time. So what are the priorities? How should I choose this career branch?

Xuantian's sword intention said, "It's not that different. When killing people, you can do it as you see fit. Using a flying sword, the enemy's blood will not splash on you, but some people like the pleasure of being covered in blood."

Do you understand?'

I don’t understand! What kind of emphasis is that? No matter what, there is always a version that is the strongest, right? Who won the battle between you and Qi?

‘Xuan Tian Sword Intent said, it’s hard to say that when there is an equal battle of spiritual consciousness, Qi Zong may be more powerful than Jian Zong. But if you are good at practicing flying swords, then of course Jian Zong is more powerful.

If you have a pile of rubbish in your hand that can't even be broken by someone's body-protecting magic weapon, then it will be useless no matter how much you suppress your spiritual consciousness. So there will be no argument later. It doesn't matter what the sword is, making money and making swords is the right way. You

I think the flying sword in my hand is three levels worse than others. I can't catch up with the sword light, and it will break when it touches it. So there's no point in fighting...'

Damn it, in the end it was the krypton gold guy who was the most powerful, the special code was so real...

During this moment of distraction, Zhang Jiugao and Nangong Wuchen also decided the winner.

It is obvious that Zhang Jiugao won. After all, if his chances of winning were not obvious, why would Yao Xuanzhou be so trusting and just watch Jin Dan leapfrog to challenge Yuanying?

And that Nangong Wuchen, who looks pretty good in appearance, turns out to be just a strong-mouthed king, a stinky fish and a rotten shrimp. After all, his level was achieved through his whole life and relying on his family to force him up. And even if

Regardless of the fact that he was seriously injured before, he didn't even pay attention to Zhang Jiugao, his enemy in his previous life. He also didn't know the power of the Qiankun Feilong Sword Technique.

Zhang Jiugao on the other side is stuck in the realm of golden elixir. He is obsessed with revenge and honing his sword skills day after day. When he taught the Li Fannan Gong family's Samadhi True Fire Immortal Technique before, he knew it very well. Obviously, he knew it very well.

All these years have been spent preparing for this moment.

Nangong Wuchen may have been an imaginary enemy in his heart for countless years. Now one of them knows himself and the enemy, and the other is frivolous and unprepared. What's the suspense?

So when Li Fan's eyesight was able to see the scene of the two people fighting each other, the winner was already decided.

Nangong Wuchen was beaten repeatedly, and he had no power to fight back. His three flowers and five qi were directly broken, and his whole body of divine armor was shattered. His hands and feet were broken, and a big hole was made in his chest. Fang Tian painted a halberd and so on.

I don’t even know where the thing flew away.

Zhang Jiugao also landed in front of Nangong Wuchen with his upper body naked, pointing his golden flying sword directly at Nangong Wuchen's cheek where blood was pouring out, but he did not stab it immediately to settle the grudge.

He was also seriously injured. His head and face were covered with blood, but it was not injured by Nangong Wuchen, but all oozed from the capillaries under the sebum. At the same time, there were two cuts on the bones of both shoulders, and there were air pockets in

There was black and white true energy, mixed with blood, spurting out wildly, as if a pair of wings were spread out behind the shoulders.

Obviously Zhang Jiugao's elixir also has huge side effects, but its power to improve one's realm in just an instant is real.

"Where is she..." Zhang Jiugao stared at Nangong Wuchen, "There are no Yulin heavenly soldiers to rescue you this time. I have a lot of time! Say! Where is she! I know she has not been reincarnated yet! Say!

Where did Senior Sister hide it for you?"

Yao Zhenren and Li Fan originally wanted to come forward to congratulate him and help him heal his injuries or something. When they heard Zhang Jiugao yelling like this, they hurriedly stopped and stopped moving forward. Whether it was a personal grudge or not, it was better to avoid it.

Nangong Wuchen gasped and coughed for a while, and a lot of plasma and blood bubbles spilled out from under the mask, making a strange gurgling sound. He was actually laughing, "So... you are thinking about your concubine..."

Zhang Jiugao roared angrily, leaped forward like thunder, stamped his feet and trampled Nangong Wuchen's remains to pieces, leaving only his head coughing up blood. The golden sword in his hand opened half of Nangong Wuchen's neck and chopped it into pieces.

He screamed angrily, "Where is she?"

"Heh...heh...hahahaha..." Nangong Wuchen's mask fell down, his face was blood red, the right side of his face was cut off, his eye sockets were hollow, only his left eye was staring at Zhang Jiugao and he said with a smile, "I took it off

I took her skin, tore off her bones, captured her soul, and made an ever-burning lamp. I sent it to the Nangong Palace to be buried with her, and to serve as a maidservant for my mother and concubine."

"Ahhhh!!!" Zhang Jiugao was in great distress, roared wildly, and raised his sword to strike down!

Nangong Wuchen's right eye socket suddenly flashed with cold light, and a small sword poked out of the blood hole and stabbed Zhang Jiugao's heart!

"Be careful!" Yao Zhenren was on guard the whole time. When he saw this, he shouted loudly and threw the red sword in his hand.

In an instant, the sword light shines and blood splashes everywhere!

"Jiugao!" "Zhang, Zhenren Zhang!"

Yao Zhenren and Li Fan rushed forward quickly, only to see that Nangong Wuchen had been killed impartially, splitting his head open with a sword.

And a piece of fish intestine sword also penetrated into Zhang Jiugao's chest!

No, it's not all inserted.

Li Fan got a little closer and saw Nangong Wuchen's dark sword clearly. Chi Qiu came from behind, caught up with him, cut off a section of it, and cut off the flying sword and broke it into pieces.

So only a small broken tip of the sword penetrated Zhang Jiugao's chest, but no blood flowed out at all. It seemed to be clamped by muscles and bones, leaving a small bright blade outside.

Li Fan carefully looked at Zhang Zhenren's wounds, but he didn't see any major bleeding. Then he noticed that his skin was actually densely covered with tattoos. If he looked closely, they looked like some kind of scripture, but they were covered with blood.

, you can see it only when you get closer.

That's right! Master Luo has been plotted against by Nangong Wuchen's flying sword once before, so Master Zhang must have been prepared in advance! What a blessing! And this scripture can actually block the flying sword's thrust without getting hurt? What?

Is the spell so powerful?

'Xuantian Sword Intent said, no, that's not the case...this sutra...can't be regarded as unscathed...Oh, what a pity...'

What's not going on?

"Jiugao! You, you bastard!" Yao Zhenren also saw the scriptures on Zhang Jiugao's chest. He didn't know why, but he suddenly became furious. He pointed the red dragon sword at him and cursed, "You are an unworthy thing! Such a bad thing!"

I have been unable to survive the calamity of love for many years! I have actually fallen into the devil’s sect! Get lost! Don’t go back to Zhushan!”

Zhang Jiugao, with an expressionless expression, pulled out the broken sword from his chest and threw it on the ground. He didn't explain or answer. He just reached out and grabbed Nangong Wuchen's corpse on the ground, and without saying a word, the sword flew away!

"Ah? Zhenren Zhang? What is going on? Zhenren Yao?"

Li Fan was baffled that Yao Zhenren, who had such an optimistic personality, could get so angry that he stomped his feet and bounced up like an inflated pufferfish, falling out of the temple.

"Jianyi, what's going on? Didn't you win the battle? Why did they suddenly..."

'Xuan Tian's sword intention means, host, you will understand if you follow Xiao Yao.'

Li Fan had no choice but to go find Xiao Yao first. At this moment, Lao Zhang didn't even know where Yu Jianfei had gone.

Fortunately, Yao Zhenren did not stay away. Li Fan chased the opponent's fat back that flew nimbly on the eaves, ran out of Lanruo Temple in large strides, rushed to the temple gate along the same route, and caught up with Yao Xuanzhou.

He and three casual cultivators, Xuanji Qingguo Jinzao, were gathering together, surrounding a young man covered in blood. They cut open his blood-soaked Taoist robe, pulled out the ink thread, fed him pills, and

Du Qide is giving first aid.

Then Li Fan suddenly understood what happened in the flash of lightning just now.

So he rushed over, took out the golden-covered purple gourd with a narrow mouth, and poured out a Nine-turn Mysterious Female Purple Gold Pill.

But it was too late, Zhang Zhuo died.

His skin was also covered with dense tattoos of scriptures, and they began to burst and bleed from the tattoos. There were countless scars from swords all over his body. His whole body seemed like a broken ceramic doll that fell to the ground, and the sebum

Under the pores, there were large cracks and bruises bleeding, and the blood surged so fast that the tattoos were washed away in an instant.

Pillars of blood also emerged from his seven holes. His whole body made almost no sound, and he didn't even twitch twice before he died completely.
Chapter completed!