With his words, the sea of fire churned violently, and the flames rose high, as if something was brewing in the sea of fire.

"Soldiers!"

The long sword in Yan Rong's hand slammed upward, and dense blades condensed by flames flew out of the sea of fire, swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, and forks...... It's like a feast of weapons, but these weapons are condensed from pure flames, and they can't be controlled by ordinary people.

"Go!"

He slashed at Lin Yuanfan in the air, and the many blades in the air invaded Lin Yuanfan like thousands of troops, wanting to scrape Lin Yuanfan with thousands of knives, and his arrogance was monstrous.

"You have thousands of blades, and I have a sword like madness. ”

Lin Yuanfan doesn't plan to retain any strength now, it would be best if he could understand things directly here, he held the sword of blood refining with both hands, and the two vast sword styles of life and death slashed, and the two qi of life and death were agitated, and a storm of sword qi was set off in the sky, which was fierce and domineering.

Yan Rong's numerous flame blades roared in the air, while Lin Yuanfan's wild sword qi was silent, the distance between the two was not too far, and each other's divine powers collided together in an instant.

The flame blade began to collapse under the sword aura, and a grand rain of fire fell in the sky, like a beautiful fireworks show, endless danger but beautiful, but unfortunately this grand scene was not appreciated by the audience, there were no screams and shouts.

And in the face of these numerous flame blades, Lin Yuanfan's sword qi was also constantly weakened, and finally turned into a breeze and dissipated into the sky.

Lin Yuanfan and Yan Rong did not stop when they used their magical powers, walking through the dazzling fire rain, the two collided directly, the two swords roared together, a crisp collision, and no one gave in to the blood refining long sword to the flame long sword.

The two looked at each other, one with ferocity and anger in his eyes, and the other with heat and fighting spirit, sparking violent sparks and-for-tat.

Yan Rong was very surprised in his heart, he was still at the top in the previous fight, and he was in the posture of taking the initiative to attack, but now, he had used all his strength, but as a result, he could only fight with Lin Yuanfan, and failed to take any advantage.

Although he knew that Lin Yuanfan hid part of his strength, he still didn't expect Lin Yuanfan to be as strong, which was not reasonable at all.

Ning Feixue, who was on the side, was also surprised, she didn't expect Lin Yuanfan to be able to do this, and he didn't show his decline when he collided head-on with Yan Rong, who had exerted all his strength.

Ning Feixue knew very well that when Yan Rong stepped into the knot pill, he condensed a sixth-grade golden pill, which was much stronger than the ordinary fourth- or fifth-grade golden pill monks, of course, much weaker than those seventh- and eighth-grade golden pills, which could only be regarded as average, and he could estimate the strength of the seventh-grade or even eighth-grade golden pills, and there should not be too much deviation.

Although the Yuan Infant condensed when Yan Rong broke through the Yuan Infant Stage was not the best batch, it was definitely not comparable to those garbage Yuan, and his strength was not weak.

Before they came, they learned from the elders of the Seven Star Alliance that Lin Yuanfan had condensed an extremely rare nine-rank golden pill that had never appeared in the land of the Seven Prefectures, and had achieved the ultimate in stepping into the elixir, and they didn't believe it at all after hearing it at that time, because there was no nine-rank golden pill on the second layer, how could it appear on the first layer, this was impossible.

It's just that after fighting Lin Yuanfan for the first time, Ning Feixue finally believed what those people in the Seven Star Alliance said, Lin Yuanfan should have condensed the Nine Rank Golden Pill, otherwise he wouldn't be able to do that.

But now, Ning Feixue had doubts in his heart again, even if the Nine-Rank Golden Pill was extremely rare, it was rare in the world, and it was rare to see in ten thousand years, but he never believed that the mid-stage cultivator with the Nine-Rank Golden Pill could have the same strength as Yan Rong, which was not logical.

In this brief moment, Ning Feixue's mind was full of thoughts, and suddenly, he thought of a possibility that he had never dared to think of before, as if only this one could explain that Lin Yuanfan had the strength comparable to him in the Dan Period.

Ning Feixue lost her voice and said, "What you are condensing is not the Nine Rank Golden Pill, but the Ten Grade!"

Excluding many impossibilities, no matter how incredible it is in the end, that is the truth, at this moment, Ning Feixue felt that she had found this reason.

"Ten pins of Jindan! Impossible, no one can reach this point! No one!"

Yan Rong, who was in a stalemate with Lin Yuanfan, couldn't believe this, it was a point that no one could reach, it only existed in legends, legends could only be legends, and it was just an existence that could not be touched by monks.

Lin Yuanfan was very surprised, turned his head and glanced at Ning Feixue, he never thought that this person would be able to deduce this with his own strength, his thinking ability was very good.

For this question, he didn't answer, and there was no need to answer, he understood that no matter how many grades of gold pill he was, the other party wanted to kill him, and it was useless to say more, and he was still focused on the battle in front of him, which was the reality.

Lin Yuanfan has a strong physique, although Yan Rong is a real Yuanying cultivator, he does not cultivate his body, and he is far inferior to Lin Yuanfan in terms of body.

Lin Yuanfan's hands holding the long sword pushed forward violently, and a shock force came out of his body, and the powerful shock force was transmitted to Yan Rong's body through the long sword in his hand.

Yan Rong only felt as if his whole body was constantly being hit by many heavy hammers, his chest rose and fell, his consciousness was turbulent, he couldn't completely control his body, and his movements couldn't help but slow down a little.

Lin Yuanfan was overjoyed in his heart, and finally let him find an opportunity, without the slightest stagnation, his body rushed forward, holding the sword with one hand and slashing at Yan Rong's chest, his strength was full and he was bound to win, even if Yan Rong had the armor condensed around Jinsha, he might not be able to block his sword at this close range.

At this time, Yan Rong's body was still in vibration, he was unable to move, it was difficult to raise his sword to resist, and he didn't even have time to summon a defensive magic weapon.

This sword Lin Yuanfan made a heavy hand, wanting Yan Rong to lose his ability to resist, if he could succeed, he would be able to take away the seriously injured Yan Rong, then the matter of this trip would almost be over, the Yuan Infant Qi possessed by a Yuan Infant in the early stage was enough to open the passage on the Tower of Babel, and he would no longer have to stay here to take risks.

Just as Lin Yuanfan's sword was swinged, Luo Fufeng's ice spear broke through the air, the speed was extremely fast, and the target was Lin Yuanfan, if Lin Yuanfan insisted on cutting out this sword, then he had to suffer this shot, even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured, and the consequences would be serious.

Lin Yuanfan's pupils shrank sharply, and his body hurriedly jumped to the side, but he could avoid Luo Fufeng's shot, but the cold and icy aura lingering on the spear still affected him, his left arm was frozen, and the blood in his entire arm was condensed into ice, and he couldn't use this hand anymore for a while.