"The battle between the celestials and the celestials has always been bloody with swords and knives, and they don't engage in those bells and whistles. ”

This is what Xuanwu Yu said personally, and it was he who reminded Wang Fan to keep an eye on him, and not to be treated as a fool by the Heavenly Xuan Venerable.

Sure enough, he was guessed by Xuanwu Yu, this old guy, as soon as he got started, he gave Wang Fan such a play, mobilizing the power of heaven and earth to attack a celestial, isn't this bullying him What is Meng Xin?

The old yin ratio of the stinky face!

Wang Fan scolded in his heart, his face was full of cynicism, his words were ridiculed and ridiculed, and every word was heart-wrenching, I am afraid that he would have blushed so much that he couldn't raise his head, but Tianxuan Venerable was an old ginger, and in the face of Wang Fan's ridicule, his face was not red at all, and his heart did not beat, but laughed sinisterly.

"Truly~Hinder~, Daoist, I became a celestial man two thousand years ago, and when I stepped into this realm, you stinky yellow-haired boy, although I don't know how to use to get to this realm, but I tell you, you will soon become a dead corpse!"

"Yo! This is the beginning of the flag? Speaking of which, be careful that your face will be beaten so loudly!" Wang Fan did not show weakness, and fought back with a very exaggerated expression, "There is a fart for living for so long, it is not this picture of people not being ghosts and ghosts, who gave you the confidence to say such things!"

"I don't know the height of the sky, with some unsightly means to temporarily step into the realm of heaven and man, I dare to be so rampant!" Tianxuan Venerable squinted his eyes and looked at Wang Fan, his expression was gloomy, his eyebrows were full of Tengteng killing intent, his eyes were vicious and resolute, it was obvious that his intention to kill Wang Fan was firm and unshakable.

"Didn't your mom say a word to you? Wang Fan sneered and looked at Tianxuan Venerable defiantly, "The villain died from talking too much!"

As he spoke, he took out the Panying Sword from his crotch...... There's no way, the upper body is completely naked, there is no strand, and the sleeves have become empty talk, the mother's sleeves are gone, what are the sleeves, what are you doing?!

It doesn't look very handsome to always carry it in your hand, so you simply don't pin it on the waistband of your pants, and the sword body is bright and dangling, which is very domineering!

At this moment, he took out the Panying sword, held it in his hand, and shook a few beautiful sword flowers, Wang Fan held the long sword, the tip of the sword pointed at the Tianxuan Venerable, and the corners of his mouth turned up: "So, let's fight with real swords and real guns!"

"Just as I like, little brute, let me die!"

Tianxuan Venerable's eyes suddenly froze, and after roaring, he rushed up violently, and a soaring black evil aura appeared all over his body, and his momentum was violent.

All the frivolity and laziness on Wang Fan's face dissipated at this moment, and was replaced by incomparable concentration and seriousness! This was the most formidable enemy he had ever encountered, and this battle was estimated to be the last battle of his life, how could he be careless?

The battle is on the verge of breaking out!

There was a loud bang in the air, and at the same time, countless dazzling brilliance bloomed in the explosion, reflecting the heavens and the earth white, and it was no longer possible to see the other hues.

In just that moment, the Panying Sword and the Heavenly Xuan Venerable's flesh palm collided hundreds of times, and every collision was full of all their strength, it was a clash of two extreme forces, it was simply earth-shattering, and the movement was terrifying!

During this time, the two of them kept roaring and roaring, but they were completely engulfed in the loud collision sound, like a drop of water falling into the ocean and disappearing.

The first confrontation started quickly and ended quickly, and in a few seconds, the two exchanged thousands of moves, and then instantly separated, standing on both sides of the world, with horizontal eyebrows and raised eyes, facing each other.

Wang Fan's left shoulder was dripping with blood, and five terrifying blood holes appeared, which were dug out by Tianxuan Venerable with his iron hook-like fingers, almost tearing off one of his entire arms, fortunately, he reacted quickly enough, but he was also injured.

It can be said that it is thrilling!

However, Tianxuan Venerable was not unscathed, a long wound one finger wide appeared on his back, neither deep nor shallow, and the blood soaked his entire back like a stream, and the blood was red.

For Tianxuan Venerable, this is also thrilling, originally Wang Fan's sword was going to pierce his heart, but the old guy reacted faster and dodged the Panying Sword in time.

Well, exchanging injuries for injuries are all minor injuries, and this wave is not a loss! Wang Fan thought to himself.

I underestimated this kid, but I didn't expect his strength to reach this level. Tianxuan Venerable also secretly calculated.

The two of them were constantly moving in their hearts, but they didn't say a word, their faces were gloomy like water, their eyes were staring at each other, motionless, as if they wanted to scare each other to death with their eyes!

After a long while, Wang Fan's cold face softened, his facial lines softened, he looked at Tianxuan Venerable with a smile, and said with a smile: "How is it?

Tianxuan Venerable sneered: "Each other." ”

"Old thing, grandpa has more exciting here!"

Wang Fan laughed three times, his body flew up and moved, his pupils appeared red gold dao patterns, shining, unleashing peerless Taoism, and the whole person was shrouded in the brilliance of dazzling Taoism, like a god descending to earth, inspecting the world.

Zheng!

The Panying Sword let out a clear roar, the sword roared straight into the nine heavens, and the light of the sword body was also unprecedentedly shining, under the infusion of the power of the realm of the unity of heaven and man, it seemed to have completely awakened, and the sword light had not yet been stimulated, making people feel a chill through the bones, which was so sharp that it was not like words.

"The Golden Martial Saint King Breaking the Formation Curse!"

Wang Fan roared angrily, a dazzling golden light fell from the sky, poured into it from his heavenly spirit cover, and in an instant, the golden holy armor was already draped, and a golden five-clawed golden dragon coiled around the silver sword body of the Panying Sword, Wang Fan's long sword pointed at the Tianxuan Venerable, squinting at him proudly, and the terrifying coercion swept in all directions!

The Jinwu Saint King's Formation Breaking Spell was once again cast by Wang Fan at this moment, but the effect was completely different from before, if the previous Jinwu Saint King's Formation Breaking Spell was a semi-finished castrated version, then the current Jinwu Saint King's Formation Breaking Spell was exerted with twelve percent of its power, and a majestic golden battle armor was delicate and lifelike, although it was transformed by energy, it looked like it was no different from the real one.

Of course, you don't need to shout out the "Golden Martial Saint King's Formation Breaking Spell" to cast it, just recite it silently in your heart, and there is no need to fly high, even if you drill into the ground, you can cast it, the reason why you do this can be explained in two words - pretending to be forced!

When life is about to come to an end, you can pretend to count it one more time, who doesn't want to be majestic before death?

"Bells and whistles!"

Venerable Tianxuan quietly watched Wang Fan's performance, and then sneered, his arms were spread, like a great peng spreading his wings, and his body quickly rose into the air, his ten fingers were like hooks, and his fingertips were pulling a palpitating cold light.

(End of chapter)