Buzz!
The light from that finger was like a pure golden divine sword shooting through a rainbow-like hole.
A terrifying sword intent filled the air within a hundred miles.
Suppress everything, destroy everything.
The Holy Son of Taixuan has unparalleled combat power, and he has practiced ancient magic to the point where he can use the divine sword at his fingertips.
With this finger, even the genius of the same level would have to change his face in shock to avoid its sharp edge.
With full confidence, he wanted to see the desolate slave chopped into powder by this finger.
The sword intent between heaven and earth intensified as the fingertips of Holy Son Taixuan advanced, and the atmosphere of destruction faintly emerged.
boom!
That finger once again touched Jiang Fan's chest, which seemed dull and defenseless.
The terrifying sword intent of destruction exploded on his burly body, trying to chop him into powder!
However, despite the continuous cutting by the destructive sword intent, Jiang Fan's body remained unscathed and as solid as a diamond.
On the contrary, Saint Taixuan snorted.
The finger evolved into a divine sword, which never hurt the enemy. The sword's intention was shattered and backfired on him.
His finger exploded on the spot, and blood mist stained the black clothes of Saint Taixuan.
The blood-stained black clothes were not conspicuous, but at this moment, it was so ironic.
silence!
The whole place was silent!
It was as if even the strong wind blowing had become silent.
The Taixuan Ancient Sect, from Elder Xuan to many disciples, looked at this scene in shock.
Their Invincible Son took the initiative to attack, but the opponent didn't even resist. However, the Invincible Son's attack collapsed and his fingers were shattered.
Isn't this really a dream?
The faces of many disciples who were originally prepared to watch Taixuan Sage show off his power looked as ugly as constipation.
Has Saint Son Taixuan lost his aura of invincibility?
How is this showing off one's power? It's obviously impotence!
For a moment, the disciples of the ancient religion thought it was unreal!
"That Huang slave definitely has a secret. A physical blow to the Holy Son Taixuan actually injured him!"
Mr. Xuan also found it incredible. He stared at the seemingly dull Jiang Fan and almost wanted to test him personally.
"If you are looking for death, dare to cut off the finger of my Holy Son Taixuan. Today, either you will die or I will die."
"Tai Xuan Ancient Technique, Divine Sword Nine Cuts..."
Saint Taixuan stared at his shattered fingers with wide eyes.
Just by turning his eyes, the severed limb was reborn!
But……
However, the majesty of Saint Taixuan could not be regained.
All his invincible fighting power seemed to have failed on this wild slave.
How can this be tolerated?
Roar.
The Holy Son was furious, launched his own ancient method, and launched an all-out killing spree.
Countless sword rays erupted from his body, like a bright sun with sword energy, and he stepped in the air, killing Jiang Fan.
That momentum shook nearly a thousand miles around, carrying an air of invincible domineering power.
"The Holy Son has used his full strength. As long as the Holy Son kills with all his strength, he will definitely be able to kill this desolate slave..."
"Yes, the Holy Son hasn't lost yet. He just didn't use all his strength just now. The enemy will definitely be defeated by the flood!"
"The Holy Son is invincible, praise me for being too mysterious! The Holy Son is invincible, praise me for being too mysterious..."
"..."
Seeing the Holy Son Taixuan killing him, the sword light engulfed the sky and frightened the earth.
Many disciples of Taixuan Ancient Sect, who were deeply frustrated, once again had a glimmer of hope.
Saint Taixuan is the idol in the hearts of many disciples, and they worship him like ardent fans.
How can you see your idol fail?
That feeling made them feel like the sky was falling and the earth was falling, and they couldn't accept it.
Now full of expectations, Holy Son Taixuan once again showed his power and killed this extremely hateful slave.
Once again, they established the invincible idol image in their minds.
boom!
The war broke out, and this time Saint Taixuan seemed to be even more arrogant than the previous battle against the Dragon Transformation Realm Desolate Slave.
Two consecutive setbacks would never be tolerated by Tianjiao.
It will affect the Taoist mind.
Only by using the most tyrannical momentum and the most violent offensive to crush the enemy and regain the position can we survive this Taoist calamity.
Therefore, Saint Taixuan almost unleashed all his strength.
He raised one arm high and summoned countless bright sword lights, like a god in the sword, slashing at Jiang Fan with his big hand.
boom!
Countless dazzling sword lights were like strong winds and heavy rains, all over the sky and the earth, all mobilized, pouring on Jiang Fan's body.
However, what drove Saint Taixuan crazy was that this young Huang slave, whose body was like an invincible King Kong, actually shattered the infinite sword light on the spot.
Those dazzling sword lights that were as solid as substance touched his skin and filled the void like real sword fragments.
"If I don't believe it, I can't do anything to you. You are my inner demon. The fifth of the nine cuts of the Divine Sword will turn the sword into a real dragon!"
Saint Taixuan went completely crazy.
Open and close your hands to continuously outline the sword posture.
boom!
Infinite sword light gathered around him, and the various bright sword lights intertwined, making the figure of Saint Taixuan invisible, leaving only a dazzling ball of light.
Then, from the dragon's roar in the light, a dazzling true dragon emerged, swaying above the sky, and entrenched itself in the nine heavens.
The real dragon seemed to have descended from the legendary real auspicious beast of immortality, with a body of thousands of feet, golden dragon scales sparkling, and every ray of light reflected was an extremely powerful sword light.
This golden true dragon, exuding countless sword rays, was just slow, and it carried the momentum of shattering the sky and blasted towards the still confused Jiang Fan.
"You have provoked me repeatedly since the beginning. How dare you? Which sect's disciples are so arrogant and have the guts to jump even if they are useless?"
Jiang Fan's expression turned cold at this moment.
I was originally planning to negotiate with this group of monks.
After all, he hadn't spoken to anyone in years.
But the opponent came up with a fierce attack, with loud thunder and light rain.
Now he has used his ultimate move against himself.
If this can be tolerated.
Jiang Fan had lost the temper of the time traveler in vain.
Those characters who can travel through time, who are not full of domineering attributes, would treat the clown to death.
Therefore, he stopped thinking about negotiation and prepared to destroy this little monk who didn't know the heights of heaven and earth.
boom!
He was blessed by scriptures from two immortal ways, and he had cultivated the secret realm of the four extremes to the extreme.
Even those holy weapons didn't need to appear. He clenched his fist with one hand and blasted it unpretentiously.
A living scripture was born in his body. With such a simple punch, countless secret powers that reached the sky were immediately blessed on his fist.
This punch actually made the world shake.
The terrifying power of the fist was powerful in all directions, causing the world to change color.
puff!
The Sword Dao True Dragon transformed by Saint Taixuan came with a destructive momentum. It collided with Jiang Fan's fist and shattered inch by inch. The endless sword light whined and turned into powder.
The Holy Son Taixuan also appeared in his true form, his face was pale and his clothes were all disheveled.
puff……
This time, he spurted blood. His body was thrown away by Jiang Fan's fist, and one arm exploded into a mist of blood on the spot.
"The Holy Son is invincible, I am so profound. The Holy Son has no... no... no, the Holy Son has been defeated..."
Many disciples of the ancient religion who were still clenching their fists and shouting that the Holy Son was invincible opened their eyes wide as they shouted, with dumbfounded expressions on their faces.
