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In the fifth round of the final battle, just when everyone thought that Yang Fan would win easily, they never thought that they would draw the first demon of the Sword God Villa-the Little Sword God Ximen Piaoxue.

In an instant, the entire Tenglong Martial Arts Arena was boiling.

The two of them, one legend is the reincarnation of the ancient sword god, the sword is the first sword cultivator of the young generation, and the other is known as the first demon in ancient and modern times, with outstanding talent, no one can beat it.

This battle will definitely be the pinnacle battle of the young generation, and even its excitement is no less than the shocking battle of some invincible emperors.

What's more, the two still have a deep feud in the sea of blood, and just now the little sword god Ximen Piaoxue made a heavy oath not to kill Yang Fan and swear not to be a man.

This is by no means an ordinary competition to be compared, but an endless battle of life and death.

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Quad stands.

"Good, good, good! Lao Tzu has finally waited for this moment, and this battle will be wonderful!!

"I don't know who will be the winner in the end, is it the little sword god Ximen Piaoxue's superior skills or the first demon Yang Fan has the last laugh?"

"It's hard to say, it's really hard to say, both of them are the top demons of the young generation, and their combat power is superb, it's not impossible for anyone to have the last laugh!!"

"Yes, in terms of talent, Yang Fan is invincible, even His Royal Highness the Emperor is not as good as him, but after all, he is too young and has not really grown up. ”

"Indeed, potential is only potential after all, and everything is empty until it is truly transformed into strength. ”

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Countless warriors have different opinions, there are those who are optimistic about Yang Fan, and there are many people who are optimistic about the little sword god Ximen Drifting Snow, many people think that this battle, the victory or defeat should be in the number of five or five, after all, whether it is Yang Fan or Ximen Drifting Snow, it is not easy to mess with.

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Participate in the heavenly pride seat.

"Hmph! It's cheap Ximen Piaoxue's kid!!" True Dragon Saint Son Zhenlong Wushuang snorted a little dissatisfied, Yang Fan is also his prey, and his hatred for Yang Fan is not much weaker than Ximen Piaoxue, although the True Dragon Wuxuan who fell in Yang Fan's hands is not his own brother of his mother's compatriot, but he is also a cousin of the same grandfather, What's more, for Yang Fan's nearly 350 billion points, he is also very greedy, and to put it mildly, no matter who can win Yang Fan, it is almost a lock in the top spot of this year's Hundred Sects Tianjiao Battle.

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Eight Holy Land Camps.

"Good!good!good!" "A golden robe, the divine light shining all over his body, like the ancient gods descended into the world, the Holy Lord of Jiuyang said three good words in a row, "God has finally opened his eyes, Yang Fan'er's good days are over, and he dares to harm my Nine Heavens disciple, it is really a big rebellion, and he is more than innocent !! death."

"Hahaha....... The sky net is magnificent, negligent but not leaky!!" The True Dragon Holy Lord roared even more wantonly, "Yang Fan, this little beast, dares to kill my Immortal Disciple and Bai Chen's disciple in a frenzy, and he is about to be killed by Ximen Piaoxue at this moment, it is really a cycle of cause and effect, and retribution is not happy!!"

"Look, this little beast is definitely not my Drifting Snow Apprentice's opponent, three swords! At most three swords, my Drifting Snow Apprentice can cut off the little beast's dog head!!" Sword God Ye Lonely eyes spurted blood, his face was distorted, just like the powerful ghost from the Netherworld Hell, it was terrifying, he had absolute confidence in his beloved disciple Ximen Piaoxue, his kendo talent was outstanding, he could be called the first person in the history of their Sword God Villa, even if he was a master, he was more than a step behind, less than three thousand years old, he had already obtained his eight-point true inheritance, among the young generation, except for the unfathomable True Martial Saint Son Zhenwu Xuan, Ximen Piaoxue can be said to be not afraid of anyone.

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The Holy Pole Sect camp.

Yue Tianpeng and the elders had a solemn face, worried, the name of the person, the shadow of the tree, the little sword god Ximen Piaoxue is definitely not the one who has a false name, among the top ten seed demons, it can be said that he is stable in the top five, and even the top three, this battle, the outcome is really unpredictable, if Yang Fan has a good one, it will be an absolutely devastating blow to their Holy Extreme Sect, and even to be removed from the Zhongtian Continent, it is not impossible.

The three holy lands of True Dragon, Sword God, and Jiuyang can be said to have completely torn their faces with their Holy Extreme Sect, with the power of their Holy Extreme Sect, it is impossible to be the opponent of the three holy lands, and it is only a matter of time before they are destroyed, and all the turning points can be said to be all on Yang Fan alone.

On the contrary, it was Luo Jiahui's three daughters, there was no trace of worry on her face, and even Luo Jiahui kept waving her little fists, shouting loudly for her cousin to kill that Ximen Piaoxue, in their hearts, Yang Fan's cousin (junior brother, master) is the first person in the young generation of the world, what little sword god Ximen Piaoxue, Zhenwu Saint Son Zhenwu Xuan, all will not be Yang Fan's cousin (junior brother, master) opponent.

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On the Broken Dragon Stage.

Yang Fan and Ximen are separated by snow, facing each other from afar.

This Ximen drifting snow, looking less than thirty, white clothes fluttering, carrying a long sword, as if the body contains a peerless sword, casually go there to stand, it seems to be able to pierce the sky, shatter the void, invisible sword qi around it spew, big ~ big piece ~ bigThe space crystal wall system of the piece is directly cut open, and the whole person seems to represent the supreme mystery of the ancient sword, with the sword fitting, with the body with the Tao, with the Tao with the sky, with the heaven with the life, ordinary sword cultivation, it seems that as long as you look at it, you can point directly to the avenue of the sword, and the cultivation is a great progress.

But at this time, Ximen was snowing, his face was pale, he gritted his teeth, a cooing sound burst out of his throat, thunder was angry, his eyes hated blood, and he couldn't wait to eat Yang Fan's flesh and drink Yang Fan's blood.

The next moment.........

"Roar! Yang Fan, you little brute, you have finally fallen into the hands of this seat, today, this seat will avenge my second brother's hatred and death! Heaven and earth, no one can save you!!" An extremely resentful voice came out of the mouth of Ximen Piaoxue, boiling and boiling, exploding all at once, and the sky and the earth shook.

"Just because you are a waste, you also want to kill me?" Yang Fan smiled disdainfully, "Since you miss Ximen Feixue so much, Lao Tzu will be merciful today and give you a ride!!"

"Boom ........"

The endless Five Elements Divine Light burst out from Yang Fan's body at once, and in an instant, it turned into a terrifying giant spirit as high as three hundred zhang, covering the sky and the sun, and the divine power was invincible!!

The terrifying coercion directly crushed the space of the Quartet into slag.

The next moment........

The murderous machine in Yang Fan's eyes flashed, "!! death"

"Boom ........"

As soon as his body moved, Yang Fan tore through the space in an instant, appeared in front of Ximen Piaoxue, and fell with a terrifying palm.

Say fight, fight resolutely.

"Boom ........"

A round of devouring black holes appeared out of thin air, crushing towards the snow of the West Gate.

After devouring and refining the Ximen Flying Snow, although Yang Fan's cultivation did not break through to the realm of the late stage of the top king, but also reached the peak realm of the middle stage of the top king, even if he only used the great mystery of devouring the mystery, the terror of this palm was no less than the killing blow of suppressing the seven great heavenly arrogances such as Donglongwang in one fell swoop, and the terror of the power was almost comparable to the full force of an invincible emperor.

"Shhh........hh It's only been so long, and his strength has grown so much! Terrible, really terrible!!

"Devouring the Mysteries is the best minor weapon in the world!!!

"How nice it would be if this seat could also grasp the mystery of devouring!!

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In an instant, in all directions, countless martial artists, including many seed demons, were envious, jealous and hateful, and they were the ones who comprehended the Devouring Mystery, among the ten supreme Mysteries, the Devouring Mysteries were not the strongest, and they didn't even necessarily rank in the top five, but they were definitely the most enviable.

After thousands of years of hard cultivation, it is better to swallow it casually, and it is a person who will not be able to stand it.

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Say it's too late, then it's too soon!!

On the Broken Dragon Stage.

A trace of anger flashed in Ximen Piaoxue's eyes, "Little beast, dare to be presumptuous when you are dying, and break the !! for this seat"

"Boom ........"

A brilliant sword light suddenly shook out from Ximen Feixue's body, and it actually contained ~ the power of the immortal law, worthy of being the first sword cultivator of the young generation, it was really extraordinary, and he actually comprehended the immortal law, one of the ten supreme laws, although it was just getting started, and it was not even the realm of Xiaocheng, but the horror of the power was already shocking, compared to many Dacheng laws, it was not weak, and even exceeded.

Between the thoughts, the sword light is differentiated, the afterimage is shimmering, and hundreds of millions of sword lights are fully differentiated, one sword is sharper than the other, one sword is more terrible than the other, each sword contains the power of the immortal law, and it is easy to kill a median emperor, and hundreds of millions of sword lights are combined into a terrifying sword net, and the joint strangulation is simply earth-shattering and crying ghosts and gods, and the power is very great, far beyond the imagination of the world.

"Poof!", "Poof!", "Poof!", "Poof!........

The sword net passed by, and it directly dismembered and shattered the devouring black hole that crushed down.

"What a little sword god Ximen Piaoxue, sure enough, there are some doorways !!" Yang Fan's eyes condensed slightly, this Ximen Piaoxue is definitely the strongest opponent he has encountered so far, the immortal law of one of the ten supreme laws, coupled with its top-level emperor cultivation, it is definitely an invincible emperor's combat power, and even among the many invincible emperors, it is very likely that it is not a weak one.

If he encounters this Simon snow a month ago, it must be a hard battle, not only to play all the hole cards, but even to pay some price to win against him.

That's when ........

Ximen Piaoxue's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he shouted, "Little beast, you also take a sword from this seat, come out!!!

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