"Sacred pattern?"
Duan Lingtian, who had just noticed that the aura on the giant sword in Feng Fan's hand was slightly different, was shocked when he heard the exclamations from the onlookers.
In the more than a year since he came to the Daowu Holy Land, he had only seen a sacred instrument engraved with the 'sacred pattern' once at the auction held by Qiuzhen Pavilion in Qiushan City... However, that sacred pattern was just an ordinary one. Sun Yao Sacred Pattern'.
That holy pattern can only play a superficial supporting role.
It doesn't have much impact on the sacred weapon itself.
However, the holy patterns on the giant sword in Feng Fan's hand were obviously different. In just a moment, the aura of the giant sword seemed to have undergone earth-shaking changes.
Meteor strike!
Without any hesitation, Duan Lingtian held the sun-shooting bow tightly with his left hand, which shone with silver luster and was filled with depth, and then condensed an arrow with his right hand, which was placed on the bow string.
Unlike the last time he held back when he used 'Meteor Strike', this time, he used all his strength!
call out!
An arrow shot out was like a fleeting meteor in the night sky, seeming to eclipse everything around it wherever it passed.
At this moment, it seemed like there was only this sword left in the whole world.
"The mountain is overwhelming!"
Feng Fan shouted loudly at the right time. The heavy sword in his hand seemed to turn into a majestic mountain at that moment, facing the arrow that seemed to eclipse everything.
The heavy sword pierced the air, and the sound of wind and thunder was more terrifying than his previous sword strike.
Of course, the previous sword mentioned here was the sword he fired at the beginning, not the sword he continued to suppress after Duan Lingtian's arrow had offset most of his power.
boom! !
The heavy sword fell with a crash, like the top of a mountain. Wherever it passed, the void shook, as if it blocked the sky and the sun, making the world no longer radiant.
Duan Lingtian shot an arrow with all his strength and was crushed directly.
When the arrow breaks, the momentum of the epee is only slightly slowed down... This slowdown is completely negligible.
Immediately afterwards, the epee continued to attack.
"How can it be!?"
Duan Lingtian's expression changed drastically.
The power of Feng Fan's sword was completely beyond his expectation.
The power of this sword was so strong, in his opinion, that it was probably better than the attacks that ordinary martial arts cultivators could perform in the early stages of entering the Saint Realm.
"What kind of inscription is that? How can it give the heavy sword such power?"
Duan Lingtian was shocked, realizing that he had calculated everything, but he had failed to calculate the 'sacred pattern' on the heavy sword in Feng Fan's hand... He had never thought that Feng Fan's sacred weapon might have a sacred pattern.
Even when Feng Fan took out the heavy sword, he could see that it was an earth-level holy weapon, completely different from a human-level holy weapon.
At that time, he guessed that it might contain holy symbols.
But even though he had thought about this, he never expected that the holy pattern on Feng Fan's heavy sword was so terrifying and gave him such powerful power.
"die!!"
Feng Fan shouted loudly, and the heavy sword dropped from his hand like a majestic mountain. It was already in front of Duan Lingtian, and it was only a little short of being able to suppress and kill Duan Lingtian.
The sound of Huangquan!
At the critical moment, Duan Lingtian's hands kept shaking, vibrating the bow string again and again, and promptly performed the only close-range move in "Taiyan Meteor Arrow".
Unpleasant sounds sounded one after another.
One after another, the zhenqi light blades swept out one after another, and met the heavy sword in Feng Fan's hand one after another, like a violent storm.
However, the heavy sword finally fell on Duan Lingtian despite the violent storm.
boom! !
With a loud noise, Duan Lingtian was directly hit by the heavy sword and flew out. Like an arrow from a string, he flew dozens of meters away before he staggered to a halt.
Several mouthfuls of blood came out of his mouth, and Duan Lingtian's face became extremely pale.
"Fortunately, I used the 'Voice of Underworld' in time to block most of the power of his sword... Otherwise, with that sword strike just now, I would definitely die!"
Duan Lingtian was still frightened, but at the same time he was a little lucky.
"It's the 'Qianjun Sacred Pattern'!"
At this moment, Duan Lingtian could hear many sparse exclamations, "Qianjun Sacred Pattern?"
For a moment, Duan Lingtian also realized that what they were talking about was the 'sacred pattern' engraved on the heavy sword in Feng Fan's hand, the sacred pattern that gave Feng Fan unparalleled power.
"Thousands of Jun Sacred Marks, once activated, can make the sacred weapon as heavy as a thousand Juns! However, for the owner of the sacred weapon, there is no burden... Senior Brother Feng Fan's sacred vessel actually has Thousand Juns Sacred Marks on it. ! Incredible!”
"The Thousand Jun Sacred Mark is a two-star holy mark... In the sect, the 'Earth-Level Sacred Artifact' inscribed with the two-star holy mark requires at least 200,000 merit points to exchange for it! Senior Brother Feng Fan, how can you come up with so many Merit points?"
"First the human-level holy-level martial arts, and then the earth-level sacred weapon engraved with the two-star holy pattern...Senior Brother Feng Fan, isn't he the illegitimate son of an inner sect elder?"
…
The group of outer disciples who were watching were in an uproar, all shocked by Feng Fan's 'trump card'.
"Two-star holy pattern? That's it."
Duan Lingtian secretly took a breath of air, "No wonder it's so strong, it turns out to be the two-star holy pattern... But, how could Feng Fan, an outer disciple, have an earth-level holy weapon engraved with the two-star holy pattern?"
"It seems that this is probably a weapon lent to him by a strong man from Liu Huan's lineage. That's not right! No one seemed surprised when Feng Fan took out the epee, as if the epee itself was his weapon. "
Duan Lingtian couldn't figure it out.
Now, even a group of outer sect elders looked at each other with horror in each other's eyes.
They all have earth-level holy weapons engraved with two-star holy patterns.
However, when such a holy weapon appeared in the hands of an outer disciple, even if the outer disciple was a strong person in the "Earth Ranking", they would still be surprised.
"Where did Feng Fan's sacred weapon come from?"
"When he took action before, he also used this holy weapon, but he never activated the two-star holy pattern 'Qianjun Holy Mark' in it."
"That's because his previous opponent was not worthy of him using this Thousand Jun Sacred Mark!"
"Once the Qianjun Sacred Mark appears, Duan Lingtian will definitely be defeated!"
…
Several outer sect elders, including Dong Chong, sighed.
Without the Qianjun Sacred Mark, Duan Lingtian might still have a chance, but now that Feng Fan has used the Qianjun Sacred Mark, in their opinion, Duan Lingtian has no chance.
Huang Cheng's originally gloomy face now showed a bright smile, "Once the Qianjun Sacred Mark appears, there will be no suspense in this battle!"
As happy as Huang Cheng was a group of outer disciples.
These outer disciples were all the ones who placed heavy bets on Feng Fansheng in the gambling game set by Duan Lingtian... Only with Feng Fansheng could they get back their bets and get additional bets.
Zhou Qi smiled.
In his opinion, there is no suspense in this battle.
Others have similar thoughts.
"I really didn't expect that Feng Fan's sacred weapon also has a two-star sacred pattern hidden... As soon as he reveals his trump card, the outcome will be decided."
Many of the outer deacons laughed. They had also placed heavy bets on Feng Fan, and naturally they all hoped that Feng Fan could win.
"Duan Lingtian, you will inevitably die!"
Deng Wei looked at Duan Lingtian, his eyes filled with coldness and a hint of amusement at the corner of his mouth.
"Duan Lingtian, no matter how hard you fight to the death today, it's useless... From the moment you stand in front of me, Feng Fan, your fate has been determined and you will die!"
After sending Duan Lingtian flying away, Feng Fan did not rush to pursue him, but instead teased Duan Lingtian with his words like a hawk catching a chicken.
After having enough fun, he set off and turned into a big roc again, heading straight towards Duan Lingtian.
boom! !
The heavy sword that activated the two-star holy pattern 'Thousand Jun Saint Pattern' also carried the power of thunder and swept straight towards Duan Lingtian, as if it would not give up until Duan Lingtian was suppressed and killed.
Follow the arrow!
Facing the menacing Feng Fan, Duan Lingtian knew that even if he tried his best, he would not be able to defeat Feng Fan in a head-to-head confrontation, so he chose to avoid it.
For a while, he escaped.
"Do you think Ichimo's escape is useful?"
Feng Fan laughed sarcastically, and when he raised his hand, he took out a huge red hammer. The hammer looked heavy, but when it fell into his hand, it seemed as light as a feather.
"It's 'Wind Hammer'!"
When Feng Fan took out the giant hammer, several inner disciples who came from the inner sect to join in the fun exclaimed in surprise.
"Wind Hammer?"
Hearing the exclamations of the inner sect disciples, many outer sect disciples were shocked, "Isn't the Gale Hammer the weapon of Inner Sect Senior Brother Zhou Qi? It is said that Senior Brother Zhou Qi's Gale Hammer also has a 'two-star sacred mark' on it."
"I've heard about it too. The two-star holy pattern on Senior Brother Zhou Qi's Wind Hammer is a 'Sacred Wind Mark'. Once it is turned on, the speed of the Wind Hammer is frighteningly fast."
"It is said that the reason why Senior Brother Zhou Qi ranks at the forefront among the Inner Sect disciples in the Inner Sect area is because of the Holy Wind Mark on his Wind Hammer."
…
An outer disciple whispered, exposing the 'origin' of the Wind Hammer.
"Zhou Qi's weapon? Does it also have a two-star inscription?"
Duan Lingtian's face darkened.
If he still couldn't guess that Zhou Qi intended to lend his weapons to Feng Fan to deal with him, then his two lives would really have been in vain.
Seeing Feng Fan take out the blast hammer, Zhou Qi also had a bright smile on his face.
He lent his Wind Hammer to Feng Fan, just in case.
"With the Gale Hammer and Junior Brother Fan's own 'Qianjun Heavy Sword'... it would be a miracle if Duan Lingtian survives."
In Zhou Qi's view, such a miracle is impossible.
"Duan Lingtian, you can keep running away... I want to see who is faster, you or me!"
Feng Fan, who was holding the Gale Hammer in one hand and the Qianjun Heavy Sword in the other, looked at Duan Lingtian with a teasing expression.
In his opinion, Duan Lingtian was already meat on his chopping block.
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Fan made a move.
The true energy on the Gale Hammer surged, and the 'Sacred Mark of Gale' was activated. With a 'swish' sound, Feng Fan swung it up and threw it towards Duan Lingtian.
It was like turning into an extraterrestrial meteorite, the speed was ridiculously fast.
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