Zhao Fan only received minor injuries from the shock, and the further weakening of his hair armor was as unworthy of mention as drizzle.
Immediately afterwards.
His eyes tightened.
A curl the size of half a fingernail appeared on the blade of the emperor's name.
The heartache felt like being cut into pieces in an instant.
"Good brother, don't worry." Di Ming smiled happily and said: "Scars are the glory of a knife. I am very comfortable now."
Zhao Fan smiled and nodded, but he couldn't help but recall the scene he saw in the Burial Sword Pond in the first realm.
He took a deep breath.
I vowed to work harder to master my ultra-limited swordsmanship after returning this time.
Zhao Fan regards the sword as life and as a brother!
However, the most correct way to cherish it is not to offer it up, but to improve your sword skills!
After all, as a sword, he longs for a hearty battle.
The stronger the secret of the sword, the less damage will be done to the sword when encountering a strong duel when using it.
Zhao Fan touched the blade, then rushed towards the shroud with anger.
Yuyou and Youdao's dual eternal magical powers are being matched.
Zhao Fan and the Shroud started a battle.
Not only that.
He traveled through the rain as much as possible to avoid the blood thorn's maximum power point to reduce the pressure on Emperor Ming without delaying the effect of the attack.
There were other methods that Zhao Fan had not used yet, but Zhao Fan was stuck on it and couldn't get out at all.
that's all……
After fighting for more than a dozen times.
Zhao Fan's knife passed through the eternal body of the shroud!
Behead!
Zhao Fan immediately looked not at the three judges, but at Di Ming's blade.
Fortunately, under his attention, there was no damage except for the place where it started, but there were some wear and tear that were relatively easy to repair.
"Carry it away, next one!"
Zhao Fan held the emperor's name and his voice filled the audience.
Many creatures in the first realm are boiling!
"What a blessing! So arrogant, I like it!"
"Haha, I beat the shroud so hard that I lost my temper."
"Suppress until death!"
"Now I'm starting to look forward to seeing whether God can create a miracle when he meets Emperor Dandan and the Sixth Holy Emperor!"
…
After a stick of incense.
"Carry it away, next one."
Zhao Fan did not look at the dissipating non-favorite opponents, but his eyes fell precisely on the fourth opponent in the audience, Emperor Ziji.
As for the three major referees, they were watching leisurely from above. There was no need for them to announce, they could just watch the show quietly.
Emperor Ziji fell into the battlefield.
He smiled and said: "Brother Zaixuan, although I really want to give you a point, after thinking about it, if I miss a competition with an opponent like you, I will regret it in the future."
In the eternal battle, everything seems real.
You can fight to the death with all your strength without any worries.
If it were a real-life competition, it would be impossible to fight to the death.
Therefore, under the premise of no hatred, only here can you have fun playing.
"Haha, I've been watching your Purple Thunder from the sidelines, and I want to try it too."
Zhao Fan smiled and said: "Brother Ziji, please give me some advice!"
Without any temptation, Emperor Ziji directly transformed into dark purple thunder, covering the entire battlefield with thick purple thunder slurry, surging toward the white-robed figure in his perception!
"Yuyou, Yudao!"
After Zhao Fan moved, he felt a little and was sure that Emperor Ziji's body could not be found, so he built a knife network barrier.
Purple thunder slurry flooded the knife network.
The knife web is thinning and dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Taking advantage of this time, Zhao Fan condensed two seas of blood in succession!
It is the initial state of his original secret technique!
The moment the knife web shattered.
That's when the two seas of blood detonated!
