"Shuang'er, Fei'er, tonight I will hand over the Nine Heavenly Swords to you, take a good look."

Hearing this, Ning Fan wanted to curse. He was trying to use himself as a target.

"The first sword, the rainbow pierces the sun."

As Ling Nanfeng struck, the figure turned into a long rainbow, and the sword glowed like a rainbow.

Ning Fan only felt that he was locked in. The first sword was so strong, and the subsequent swords must not be too outrageous.

He was so frightened that he quickly used the Tiangang Fist. A strong wind blew up and the fist marks exploded.

boom!!!

Ning Fan blocked the move and felt his arms were numb. When he lowered his head, he saw a white mark on his arm.

"Good guy, it's a good thing Ling Nanfeng restrained himself, otherwise he would have died."

"The second sword..."

"The third sword..."

"The seventh sword, the sword sweeps through the nine fields."

After carrying the seventh sword, Ning Fan's feet left a mark on the ground, his arms were numb, and his whole body was shaking.

Ling Nanfeng said: "Ning Fan, if you can resist the eighth sword, you will be considered powerful."

"Come on, let me see how strong this eighth sword is."

Ning Fan didn't dare to resist the ninth sword, which was the most powerful attacking sword. Even the indestructible magic skill practiced by the Dragon King could not withstand it.

Now Ling Nanfeng's figure flashed, and five sword energy surged out, accompanying him.

"Be careful!" Ling Fei couldn't help but remind her.

Ning Fan took a deep breath and immediately performed the Nine Transformations of Tiangang. Three internal energies of different colors surged out of his body, and his aura instantly increased.

"Nine Transformations of Tiangang."

He recognized Ning Fan's technique at a glance. Ling Nanfeng waved his hand, and five sword energy surged towards him.

Four rays of sword energy were sent to the whole body, but this was just a cover-up, the strongest blow was on the top of the head.

boom!!!

Ning Fan stamped his right foot on the ground, lifted his strength from the ground, and immediately punched the tenth Tiangang Fist. Ten times the strength was already his limit.

Sure enough, Ling Nanfeng's figure appeared in the sky, his sword pointing towards him with a terrifying sword light.

After a moment of scalp trouble, Ning Fan roared and punched out, trying to defeat this terrifying sword move.

The light of the sword was so dazzling, like the thundering sun.

The two forces were confronting each other, and strong winds were blowing all around. Both Ling Fei and Ling Fei were a little unable to stand.

This is Ning Fan's power, which can rival the peak powerhouses.

Bang bang bang——

Where Ning Fan was standing, cracks began to appear, and he stared at it with a frown.

"You only have this little strength, why don't you push yourself?" Ling Nanfeng said.

He didn't think that Ning Fan's power was only this small, and he should be able to advance to another level.

"boom!!!"

Ning Fan's muscles and bones all over his body creaked, and the strong pressure almost made his body unable to support himself.

puff--

He lowered his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, gritted his steel teeth and said angrily: "The eleventh punch."

The fist wind became more violent, and Ning Fan's strength also increased.

"The Tiangang Fist is thirty-six in total. With thirty-six times the fighting power, who else in this world can be your opponent?"

Facing the absolute crushing, Ning Fan felt desperate. This was all his own strength.
Chapter completed!