He grabbed it in the air with his big hand, and the three giant swords suddenly became smaller.

In the blink of an eye, the three swords become three embroidery needles of different colors and two finger lengths.

As soon as these three needles were formed, the space shook violently, as if it could not contain the power in these three needles, and it was like being peaked.

Mo Fan glanced at the three needles, still not ready to do anything, the light in his eyes flashed, and a word spit out in his mouth.

"Condensation!"

As the word spit out, three embroidery needles with different attributes leaned together, quickly fused together, and condensed into one.

At this moment, the space finally couldn't stand the power on the needle, no longer trembled, and cracks spread in all directions like cobwebs.

The embroidery needle did not puncture the air, and the air broke by itself, as if it had given up on itself.

In addition to Wan Tianjue, everyone present was shocked again, and their faces were in disbelief.

Mo Fan had already surprised them by breaking through the sword qi of ten thousand heavens with tens of meters of qi soldiers, Mo Fan could still condense such a large qi soldier into the size of an embroidery needle, which they couldn't even imagine.

You must know that condensing a large number of air soldiers is like compressing explosives, which is not only extremely dangerous, but also impossible to do without strong control.

However, Mo Fan not only succeeded, but also compressed the three different attribute qi soldiers that had been compressed to the extreme again, which was the same as mixing three highly concentrated high explosives together, just looking at it made people feel creepy.

"This ......"

"How is this, my God?" many people shook their eyes, unable to believe their eyes.

Wan Tianjue refined and condensed the dragon corpse of more than 50 meters into the size of a clothing needle, which was beyond their imagination.

What Mo Fan did instantly broke their worldview.

There are a lot of antiques here that have lived for nearly a hundred years, and I have seen many scenes of great wars, but I have never seen anything like this tonight.

"Go!" Mo Fan waved his hand.

The light on the embroidery needle lit up, and it immediately disappeared into the spatial crack.

Wan Tianjue's eyes narrowed slightly, and he snorted coldly.

He pulled one hand back, and the light of the knitting needle that flew out suddenly flashed a few times, and returned to him.

"Ryukai!" he snorted.

The knitting needle instantly grew larger, turning into an umbrella-like shield in front of him, and the scales the size of a fingernail on the umbrella surface squirmed and emitted a silver light in the night sky.

As soon as this umbrella-like shield appeared, Mo Fan's embroidery needle appeared in front of the umbrella, and the two collided together.

The dazzling light immediately lit up, submerging the entire Dragon Island inside, even in the brilliant lights of Jiangnan Province, it felt that the direction of the Dragon Island suddenly lit up.

In the bright light, a loud sound of 100,000 tons of explosives exploding sounded.

Many people's ears buzzed incessantly, and some of them were bleeding directly, and their faces were extremely hideous.

Before everyone could recover from the loud noise, the space began to shake, and the crowd fell like a hurricane passing through the woods, and only some of them maintained a standing state with relatively high cultivation.

Even so, all of them were extremely ugly.

In the earth-shattering movement, the shield of Wan Tian Jue was instantly blown into pieces, and the embroidery needle flew straight towards Wan Tian Jue.

Wan Tianjue frowned slightly, the cold light flashed in his eyes, and he didn't even retreat when he looked at the embroidery needle.

"Mo Fan, do you think this embroidery needle can kill me, you are too naïve. ”

"Three Thousand Floating Slaughter, Floating Seal!"

His gaze froze, and a palm slapped into the air, and a handprint the size of his palm appeared.

Obviously, it is just a palm, and every time this mudra moves forward, there is a larger handprint.

Layer upon layer, like a pagoda stacked with hands.

When the handprints arrived in front of Mo Fan's embroidery needle, there were as many as 33 handprints, blocking him and the embroidery needle.

The sound ......of metal colliding sounded again, and the embroidery needle pierced 30 handprints in a row before stopping.

The corners of Wan Tianjue's mouth raised again, and he smiled coldly.

"Mo Fan, your strength is very good, and you do deserve to sit in the third position on the black list, but these are not enough, you can only sit in the third. Wan Tianjue smiled contemptuously.

Mo Fan has three different attributes of true qi, and he can also condense such a powerful qi soldier into an embroidery needle, and his strength is beyond doubt.

If he was 10 years ago, he would definitely not be Mo Fan's opponent.

However, now that he has condensed the Void Pill and refined the Dragon Yuan, another Mo Fan is not his opponent.

"One embroidery needle can't work, so what if it's one hundred and eight thousand?" Mo Fan asked with an indifferent expression and no emotion.

He didn't plan to kill Wan Tianjue with an embroidery needle, but just blocked one of his embroidery needles, is he so proud?

As he spoke, his thoughts moved, and he carried the Nine Turns Mixed Yuan Gong, and the aura like embroidery needles swarmed out of his body, levitating around him.

As soon as these spiritual qi left Mo Fan's body, whirlpools appeared around the spiritual qi one by one.

Under the pull of these whirlpools, not only the aura within a radius of hundreds of miles is like the sea water returning to the tide, but even the aura in the bodies of some onlookers is uncontrollably surging into these embroidery needles.

Under the infusion of aura, these embroidery needles are like stars in the sky, and here and there are lights one after another.

Every time one of them lit up, the space around that embroidery needle shattered.

One by one, the same embroidery needles as the previous one surrounded Mo Fan, suspended in the air, in the thousands.

A palpitating breath fell from the sky and pressed towards everyone, and everyone was stunned for a moment.

An embroidery needle is terrifying enough, almost like a missile, Mo Fan actually condensed 108,000 of them casually?

"This ......"

"Really?"

They don't wait for an answer, one word: retreat!

The embroidery needle just now has made them unbearable, such a pile of embroidery needles bombarded down, I am afraid that Wantian will never die, they have already died first.

The smile on Wan Tianjue's face suddenly stiffened, and it was replaced by a gloomy one.

He could naturally see that not all of the 108,000 were like the embroidery needle just now, but more than one was the same as the one just now.

With so many highly condensed qi soldiers, even he couldn't do it in such a short period of time, but Mo Fan did it, which made him have a bad premonition.

"Didn't this kid break through?"

Without waiting for Wantian Jue to figure it out, Mo Fan's eyes were cold, and he pointed at Wantian Jue from afar.

"One hundred and eight thousand swords!"

The voice fell, and those embroidery needles retreated like a meteor shower, flying towards the heavens like a meteor shower, extremely gorgeous, but also extremely deadly.

Seeing so many embroidery needles flying towards him, Wan Tian was never more dignified than ever, and in less than a tenth of a second, he made a decision.

"Get out of here!" a tiger roar sounded from his mouth, and golden light suddenly bloomed from him. In the sky, a strange scene suddenly happened.