"No way? More anxious than you?" Zhao Fan said incredulously.
"Maybe it's because you're so charming, brother, that he's attracted to you?" the winged woman joked.
"..."
Zhao Fan was speechless.
next moment.
The young Long Zhi appeared in the void above the Ancestral Holy Mansion. He looked down, and his eyes locked on the white-robed figure in an instant. The aura fluctuations that were different from the past made Long Zhi's unruly eyes, An unprecedented sense of frustration arose.
"You're here, do you want to have a fight with me?" Zhao Fan floated up in the air and looked at Long Zhi with a smile.
"Just hit me! Are you afraid of you?"
Long Zhi waved the spear in his hand and stabbed Zhao Fan. While attacking, he cursed and said: "You bastard, you couldn't fight me so you hid secretly. You don't know how to step into the level of the ancestral saint!"
"Ha ha."
Zhao Fan hooked his hand and said, "I have become the ancestral saint, are you not afraid of me?"
"If it were any other ancestor saint, I wouldn't even have the confidence to show off my weapons." Long Zhi said contemptuously: "And you, I have no fear in my heart. Even if I die, I can't lose my dignity!"
"Okay, okay." With a thought, Zhao Fan's aura dropped to that of a high-level saint ancestor, and the Xujue Demon Sword appeared in his hand, "Long Zhi, I won't bully you, so I will fight you at the level of a high-level saint ancestor. One battle, but let me declare in advance that this is the last battle. If you lose, then you will follow me."
"Unless you are cheating, I am the strongest at the level of the upper saint ancestor!"
Long Zhi has strong confidence in himself.
During this period of time when the archenemy Qinglian Sword Demon disappeared without any trace.
In addition to looking for the other party, he has not been idle, constantly forcing himself to become stronger.
Especially after a fight with the Master of Water Mansion, he even created a secret technique. If he meets the Master of Water Mansion again, he will definitely be able to defeat him within ten moves!
"What if you lose?" Long Zhi asked expectantly.
"If I lose, you can come and go from my Ancestral Saint Mansion as you please. Not only that, I will also customize an Ancestral Saint Artifact for you." Zhao Fan said with a smile, "How about it? Do you dare to take it?"
"Why don't you dare! Take it!"
Long Zhi's spear is like a phantom.
As soon as the spear was thrust out, it was as if there were countless spear points all over the sky and underground coming towards Zhao Fan to gather fire. ..
"Your secret method is a bit interesting." Zhao Fan nodded appreciatively.
"Go away! Stop using such a condescending senior tone to judge me." Long Zhi was furious.
"Let me show you the different upper rules!"
Zhao Fan waved the Xujue Demon Sword in his hand.
There is a sword light, but there are six completely different upper rules, intertwined and intertwined!
The sixth level of dragon killing!
The reason why I didn't use the reverse rule was because it would be too bullying.
"this……"
Long Zhi felt that his whole body was weak.
Countless gun shadows, like fallen leaves, were swept into the six colors of dragon sword light, and were absorbed for their use. The power contained in the sword light increased!
"This, this is impossible!" Long Zhi realized that something was wrong, but he didn't even have a chance to react. The armor of the Holy Ancestral Artifact covering his whole body was torn to pieces.
The upper holy body was almost annihilated.
At the critical moment, Zhao Fan dissipated the power of the sword in time, and Long Zhi's life was barely saved. "You are defeated."
This scene.
Even the winged women watching the battle in the Ancestral Saint Mansion fell into a daze...
