"Ba Tian cuts with one sword!"
Tang Batian shouted loudly, his vitality surged, and a strong wind filled the area of 100 meters.
Click!
Behind him, there was thunder and lightning flashed across the ground.
Tang Batian looked like a god and demon, exuding a terrifying aura, and slashed at Qin Fan.
He had suffered a loss just now and would never give Qin Fan another chance this time. He finally showed his special skills and wanted to kill Qin Fan immediately.
Looking at the knife that contained terrifying power, countless practitioners secretly smacked their lips.
"My dear, the power of this sword is so terrifying, I'm afraid it will split the sky in half!"
"The momentum of this sword is even more powerful than the tenth sword of the second elder in the sky just now!"
"It's too strong. It's indeed worthy of being the leader of the number one sect in the world. It's too strong!"
Next to Lan Ruoxue, the young man became proud again: "See, this is the strength of the master of Wuzong, this is the foundation of Wuzong."
"Your brother Qin Fan is too young after all."
Lan Ruoxue rolled her eyes at him and ignored him at all. She just looked at Qin Fan and silently cheered Qin Fan in her heart: "Brother Qin Fan, you must win!"
Looking at Tang Batian's sword, Qin Fan looked serious and did not dare to show any slightness.
Not only is the momentum of this sword almost the same as that of the Second Elder's Tenth Sword in the Sky, but it is also several times more powerful than the Tenth Sword in the Sky. After all, the real power of that sword is to kill souls.
And Tang Batian's sword was a real one-sword slash. Anything in front of it would be chopped into pieces by his sword.
This sword is actually somewhat similar to the artistic conception of Qin Fan's Eighteenth Form of Dao Dao's splitting the air.
However, compared to the Eighteen Styles of the Great Dao, it is still far behind.
rub!
Qin Fan's aura surged again.
The immortal sword body activated, instantly increasing his strength again.
He stood in mid-air, like a straight sword, exuding a fierce momentum, as if nothing in the world could stop him.
"Splitting Sky Sword!"
Qin Fan did not dodge, because Tang Batian's sword also had the ability to lock the target, and facing such an attack, Qin Fan did not want to dodge even if he could.
His cultivation had just broken through to the sword-controlling realm and was not solid. It was a great battle that made his cultivation solid.
This is like a refining and purifying process, in which one needs to continuously polish one's own cultivation.
And fighting is the best way to polish your cultivation, especially high-intensity fighting like this.
This is why Qin Fan chose to confront Tang Batian head-on.
The two equally fierce and fierce attacks were like two planes, crashing into each other.
boom!
An energy shock wave that seemed to destroy the world suddenly exploded centered on the contact point of the two attacks.
The powerful energy swept away in all directions, blowing the flagpoles and other objects around the martial arts field into the sky like pieces of paper.
Even the Wuzong Hall behind them shook violently under the impact of this powerful energy.
Those who watched the battle were naturally affected.
"careful!"
Some powerful practitioners hurriedly protected their relatives and friends.
Lao Mo immediately stood in front of Han Huifeng, and a line of protective energy protected the people of the Lingjian Sect and the Han family.
He now has almost extraordinary strength, but in the face of this energy impact, it is extremely difficult. In order to resist this wave of impact, his cultivation level was suddenly drained.
Lao Mo's face turned pale, and he was extremely shocked: "It's just that the energy that escaped made me use up all my cultivation to resist it!"
"A strong man at the peak of the second level is so terrifying!"
On the other side, the guards brought by Lan Tianfang also hurriedly protected Lan Tianfang and Lan Ruoxue behind them.
The pair of middle-aged male and female guardians beside Su Yumo also hurriedly stood in front of Su Yumo.
However, those who do not have seniors in their sect, or those who are not strong enough, are out of luck.
Those below the master level were blown away and suffered serious internal injuries.
Those below the Grand Master level were stunned on the spot. As for the ordinary people, they bled directly from their orifices and died tragically on the spot.
Fortunately, this is where the Wuzong headquarters is located. There are basically no ordinary people here, and the worst ones are all inner warriors.
In the sky, the figures of Qin Fan and Tang Batian were each shaken back dozens of meters.
However, neither appeared to be injured.
Tang Batian laughed loudly: "Good boy, you can hit me again!"
"drink!
He exhaled loudly, and the smile on his face disappeared and became solemn.
"Batian Sword Technique!"
His voice was loud and thick, reverberating between heaven and earth, and there was a burst of echoes.
It was like his voice came from everywhere.
"Kill the God!"
Tang Batian closed his eyes and spat out these two words softly from his mouth. His body was filled with terrifying energy fluctuations.
brush!
The next moment, he came directly to Qin Fan and struck him vertically with his sword.
Qin Fan was already prepared. He suddenly raised the long sword in his hand and held his long sword.
clang!
There was another loud noise like a bell, and a circle of sound waves swept away in all directions, causing everyone to cover their ears.
Some warriors who had just woken up rolled their eyes again and fainted.
However, this time Qin Fan was knocked back more than ten meters.
"Without the increase of the Eighteenth Form of the Great Dao, my strength is still not as good as that of a strong person at the peak of the second grade and ninth level."
"But it's just what I want."
Qin Fan's face showed a trace of rare excitement. The Immortal Sword Body was activated to the extreme, and his body was as strong as mine. At this moment, even with his physical body alone, he could block the attacks of those swords.
He no longer used his Taoist and magical powers, holding a sword in each hand, and rushed over like a madman.
Looking at this familiar scene, Tang Batian was shocked: What does he want to do?
Soon, he understood what Qin Fan wanted to do.
Qin Fan was seen arriving directly on top of his head at a faster speed than him, and hit him with two swords in turn.
That's right, it was smashed.
Tang Batian slashed his sword across the air, trying to chop Qin Fan away.
Although Qin Fan was knocked back, Qin Fan's speed this time was much faster than he expected. After being knocked back, he was hit with another sword in the blink of an eye.
That's right, it's still a smash.
Qin Fan's left hand was Luoying, and his right hand was Chixiao. The two swords he held were like two sledgehammers, which kept falling on the long sword raised by Tang Batian.
Tang Batian was hit hard and he wanted to fight back, but Qin Fan's attack was like a violent storm and did not stop at all.
Just like that, Tang Batian was knocked down from the air by Qin Fan, and then the scene just now was about to happen again.
"This kid must have done it on purpose!" Tang Batian was furious. He would never allow that scene to happen again.
After Qin Fan hit him again, his legs were slightly bent and he was in a squatting position.
"Ah!" he roared suddenly, bursting out.
A powerful wave of vitality shot into the sky from his body, and he raised his long knife and slashed at it.
clang!
Qin Fan's two swords all hit his blade, but this time Qin Fan was knocked back more than ten meters.
Tang Batian looked furious, his whole body was filled with red light, and a dark red light curtain rose behind him.
"Boy, I want you to die!"
