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Kite wanted to say something and comfort Xiong Yourong beside her, but even she was very worried at the moment.

She is different from Xiong Yourong, the more advanced her cultivation is, the more she knows how dangerous Boss Qi's move is.

Mo said that it was the ten million blood-colored long swords together, just one of the swords, and Kite didn't think she could take it.

At this time, what Bai Xiaofan had to face was tens of thousands of long swords.

Compared with Xiong Yourong and Kite's worries, Bai Xiaofan, who was in the center of the storm, was much calmer.

Looking at the blood-colored long sword that was as dense as raindrops, shooting towards him, Bai Xiaofan didn't even perform a move, as if the whole person was stunned by this spectacular scene.

At the same time, groups of people who came from a distance also stopped one after another a kilometer away.

It's not that they don't want to move forward, it's that the coercion brought by the tens of thousands of blood-colored swords makes it impossible for them to move forward anymore when they come here.

"Who are these two people fighting?

"I don't know, this kind of scene, I think it should be a monk in the Tribulation Period!"

"Oh my God, the Tribulation Period? Lao Tzu is so special in the late Yuan Infant period, he already feels that he is very powerful!"

"You are really ignorant, the old man is now in the realm of the early stage of the tribulation, but I can tell you without exaggeration that the old man can't take any of the ten million blood-colored long swords!"

"Huh......? Then these two ......"

Everyone was talking, and the eyes that looked ahead were filled with boundless horror and admiration.

"I know that person, he is from our Nanjiang City, Bai Xiaofan, he is Bai Xiaofan!"

"Yes, I also recognize it, the man standing in the center of Sword Rain is none other than Bai Xiaofan from our Nanjiang City!"

"Which Bai Xiaofan? is that Bai Xiaofan, who is known as the God of Killing?"

"Nonsense, apart from that Bai Xiaofan, can there be anyone else?"

"Hey, it is estimated that even Bai Xiaofan, in the face of such moves, will be stabbed by these tens of millions of blood-colored long swords, and there is not even a piece of complete meat left!"

Everyone was silent, although Bai Xiaofan's reputation had already shocked the entire Jiang Province and made all the monks rise and fall, but no one would be optimistic about him.

After all, the old man said that even with his cultivation in the early stage of the tribulation, he couldn't even take one of the swords, let alone thousands of them?

Seeing that the blood-colored long sword was already approaching, and Bai Xiaofan still didn't make any moves, Boss Qi frowned slightly.

He wouldn't be stupid, thinking that Bai Xiaofan was frightened by this formation.

For some reason, a feeling of uneasiness rose in Boss Qi's heart.

This feeling came very suddenly, and there was no warning at all, but it made Boss Qi feel inexplicably flustered, and he always felt that things were not so simple!

"Definitely!"

Seeing that the first batch of blood-colored long swords was about to be stabbed on Bai Xiaofan's body, Bai Xiaofan waved his hand and shouted violently.

Suddenly, an invisible momentum emanated from Bai Xiaofan's body.

This is completely different from the fixed word decision used by Bai Xiaofan before.

The determination is unleashed, and the air around it will not fluctuate at all.

However, with Bai Xiaofan's move this time, Boss Qi clearly felt that the air around him had a slight fluctuation, and it was this slight fluctuation that made the first batch of blood-colored long swords stop in front of Bai Xiaofan, without moving forward at all.

"It's not a word, what is it?"

Boss Qi stared at Bai Xiaofan, who was surrounded by a blood-colored long sword in front of him, and asked loudly.

"Boss Qi, give up, with your current cultivation, although you are already in the early stage of Mahayana, you will still not be my opponent, when I break this blood-colored long sword, are you willing to follow me?"

After Bai Xiaofan heard Boss Qi's words, he turned his head to stare at the other party and said lightly.

It was as if the blood-colored sword in the sky had all been cracked by him at this moment.

"Let the old man follow you, then I have to wait until you break the old man's sword angry blood lotus!"

Hearing Bai Xiaofan's words, Boss Qi snorted coldly, who can cultivate to his level, which one is not an arrogant person?

How could he surrender to the other party because of Bai Xiaofan's words?

Even if the opponent's strength is stronger than him, it is absolutely not.

"Then you have to keep your eyes open and look carefully!"

The corners of Bai Xiaofan's mouth pulled up a playful arc, his hands behind his back, and his eyes stared at the blood-colored long sword that continued to fly towards him.

Tens of thousands of blood-colored long swords are getting closer and closer in Bai Xiaofan's pupils, and the rich bloody aura carried by the sword has also entered Bai Xiaofan's nose, stimulating the organs of Bai Xiaofan's body.

"Broken!"

Bai Xiaofan carefully sensed the power of the law in the air, and spit out a word in his mouth.

Broken ......

As Bai Xiaofan's word spit out, there seemed to be an echo in mid-air, and a series of broken words reached the ears of Boss Qi and the others.

Bang Bang Bang!

Immediately afterwards, a scene that shocked Boss Qi and others happened!

I saw that in mid-air, the thousands of blood-colored long swords, under Bai Xiaofan's broken word, were all shattered from the middle, and fell to the ground with a crackle!

A handful!

Five!

Ten handfuls!

……

In the blink of an eye, the blood-colored long sword in the sky, except for the body floating above the blood-colored primordial god of Boss Qi, was actually shattered from the middle and fell to the ground!

Burst!

The trick is broken!

Boss Qi's Yuan Shen suffered serious damage, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out, and his expression was extremely depressed.

Bite!

The blood-colored long sword floating above his primordial god also fell heavily in front of him.

The blood-colored primordial spirit instantly became a little thinner and disappeared into his body.

Boss Qi's confident move, which he considered to be the strongest sword move, was also the sword that he had always been proud of, and it was so easily cracked by Bai Xiaofan.

Moreover, this sword, he was defeated so completely, and he was defeated without the slightest resistance!

"This ...... What kind of move is this? Those blood-colored swords are shattered?"

"Hey, what kind of strength is this Bai Xiaofan? Could it be that he is already in the Mahayana period?"

"Oh my God, even if it's the Mahayana period, it's not so scary, right? Those blood-colored swords, just one of them, but they can't even resist the Tribulation Period, not to mention that there are thousands of blood-colored swords!"

"They are all monks, why is there such a big gap? I remember that this Bai Xiaofan only appeared two years ago, right?"

"I guess that this Bai Xiaofan is very likely to be a disciple of a certain hidden family who came out to practice, otherwise how could he be so strong?"

Everyone who watched this scene from a distance saw that Bai Xiaofan had cracked the blood-colored long sword in the sky with just one word, and they were all so frightened that they almost fell stupid!

At this moment, they are there one by one, whispering their feelings in their hearts, maybe only in this way, their mood can be slightly better.

Among the people, the only master of the Tribulation Period was still in shock at this moment.

The more advanced the cultivation, the more he knew the gap, and the more shocked he was by Bai Xiaofan's move!

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