An old man pointed at the second elder who was standing there and scolded him.
Only then did everyone's eyes move from the place where Changkong Sword and the second elder disappeared to the second elder in the back.
Now, everyone was shocked!
"Hey, what's going on? Didn't the second elder disappear with the Changkong Sword? How come he's standing there so well?"
"Yeah, what's going on?"
Everyone looked puzzled.
The old man shook his head: "I don't know either, let's see how powerful this sword is!"
Just a moment ago, Qin Fan's eyes were fixed on the Chang Kong Sword in the second elder's hand. However, when the Chang Kong Sword and the second elder suddenly disappeared, Qin Fan couldn't help but let out a surprised "Eh".
"The sky is vast, the sky is vast with one sword! I understand."
The moment Qin Fan wanted to understand, an earth-shattering sword intent suddenly fell from the sky and enveloped the entire martial arts field.
Invisible sword energy crisscrossed the sky and the earth, and then quickly gathered in one direction as if it had been summoned by some kind.
And that place is where the second elder disappeared just now.
Countless sword qi gathered together, and the sword qi became stronger and stronger, and finally became like a vast ocean, carrying the terrifying power of heaven, and slashing Qin Fan with the wrath of heaven.
The second elder looked at Qin Fan with a pale face: "The tenth sword in the sky really requires burning one's lifespan."
The figure that the second elder disappeared just now was not his true body, but an afterimage.
In other words, it is the shadow formed by the spirit.
The other five elders around him were now galloping with their swords, shouting at the sky, and throwing the swords in their hands.
The five long swords merged into the shocking sword energy invisible to the naked eye.
Suddenly, a transparent giant sword that was completely born from the void appeared in the sky.
Ordinary people cannot see that sword, only powerful practitioners can see it, because it is a sword made entirely of the purest heaven and earth energy. It is dozens of feet long, comparable to a thirty-three-story building. residential buildings so high.
Everyone around was a little puzzled: "This sword looks terrifying, but it has no effect?"
"Yes, that shouldn't be the case. You see, the second elder is almost exhausted."
"Maybe our strength is too low to understand the power of this sword."
Among the crowd, an old man who was about to die suddenly straightened up his bent waist, and his eyes sparkled, like a wolf who had been hungry for several days seeing a little white sheep.
"Changkong Sword, that's it! Mo Changkong, I didn't lose unjustly when I lost to you."
"If you are still alive now, if I fight with you again, I will definitely wash away the shame of that year."
Hearing the old man's chant, someone next to him looked at him like a madman.
The Master of the Sky Sword has been dead for decades, and he became famous a hundred years ago. Is this old man crazy? How dare you say that you have competed with the Sky Sword Master!
The old man ignored the strange looks from others and murmured to himself: "With one sword to reach the sky, the key lies in the empty word. This is the essence of the tenth sword in the sky. As long as you understand the empty word, it is not difficult to block this sword. Disaster."
"I just don't know if this kid named Qin Fan can understand the mystery of the tenth sword in the sky."
His old face trembled slightly, and he twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a strange smile.
On the other side, Mo Liusheng suddenly looked enlightened: "I understand."
"It turns out that this is the Tenth Sword of the Sky! The Master of the Sky Sword really deserves his reputation!"
Tang Batian finally showed a smile. Apparently he also understood the mystery of the tenth sword in the sky: "It seems that there is no need for me to take action. The second elder's sword is enough to kill this kid."
Lan Ruoxue was a little confused by the looks of everyone around her. She looked at Su Yumo and asked in a low voice: "Sister Su, where is that man's sword? Didn't he want to attack brother Qin Fan? What happened just now?"
Lan Ruoxue couldn't see the transparent giant sword, but Su Yumo could. Moreover, the power of that sword actually made her soul start to tremble.
She said solemnly: "His sword is always there, and it is very powerful, but ordinary people cannot see it."
"Ah, how powerful he is, is he stronger than brother Qin Fan?" Although she couldn't see it, Lan Ruoxue still had full confidence in Qin Fan.
The young man next to him suddenly sneered: "Hmph, it's not only powerful, even ten Qin Fans can't see this sword! This is the ultimate killing move of the master of the Changkong Sword. Your brother Qin Fan will definitely die!"
Lan Ruoxue snorted coldly: "Bah, you are just a dog who can't spit out ivory. How many times have you told Brother Qin Fan that you can't stop him? Every time, Brother Qin Fan is safe and sound. Are you tired?"
The young man snorted coldly: "Little sister, I won't talk to you. You will know it later."
On the other side, Lao Mo looked at the void in front of Qin Fan solemnly, his eyes full of shock: "I didn't expect that the second elder of Wuzong could actually use such a sword!"
"Wuzong is indeed the best sect in the world!"
"Master Qin, I wonder if you can block this sword?"
Lao Mo felt that the power of the tenth sword in the sky used by the second elder was even as powerful as the killing move of the Qingming Sword Immortal in the Immortal Burial Valley.
Although Lao Mo didn't know how Qin Fan killed the Qingming Sword Immortal because of his coma, judging from the exhaustion Qin Fan showed in the end, it was probably that he had exhausted his cultivation before barely defeating him.
Now, faced with a sword that was comparable to the killing move of Qingming Sword Immortal, Lao Mo didn't dare to think about Qin Fan's chances of winning.
The middle-aged man in white next to him sneered: "Did you see it? This is Wu Zong's true strength. A young boy who wants to challenge Wu Zong is overestimating his own abilities!"
Lao Mo ignored him, but clenched his fists secretly, praying in his heart: "Master Qin, we must win!"
Qin Fan calmly stared at the transparent giant sword dozens of feet long in the void in front of him.
Others couldn't see the sword, but he could see it clearly.
This sword seems to carry the power of heaven, like a divine punishment coming, locking the breath and making it inevitable.
However, facing such a powerful sword, Qin Fan showed a slight smile on his lips: "This sword is indeed powerful. Even a strong man at the peak of the second grade and ninth level will not be able to escape if he encounters it."
"It's a pity that you happened to meet me."
Qin Fan suddenly put his hands behind his back, straightened his chest slightly, with a faint smile on his face, watching the giant sword stab his chest.
"Ah! What are you doing, master!" Su Yumo exclaimed in fright, and quickly covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes full of confusion.
"Master, why didn't you dodge or fight back and let the sword hit you?"
In Su Yumo's view, Qin Fan's move was like committing suicide.
The two guardians beside her also frowned, looking confused, unable to understand what Qin Fan meant by this move.
Lan Ruoxue on the side couldn't see anything, but saw that Qin Fan suddenly stood up straighter than before. His thin figure was as tall and straight as green pines and green bamboos, and as thick as towering mountains.
However, hearing Su Yumo's anxious voice, Lan Ruoxue was full of curiosity and stamped her feet anxiously: "Sister Su, what's wrong? Why can't I see anything?"
