"Break it for me!"

It was like a dragon's groan exploding from the narrow space.

The black dragon sword meandered forward, and the sword was swallowed, like a big snake spitting letters.

The sword aura was rampant, and the fierce aura was born from nothingness, and in the blink of an eye, it seemed to form an ocean. This is the ocean of sword qi, in which the sword intent grows wantonly.

The Black Dragon Sword paused slightly, revealing its elegance. However, the strange thing is that this sword did not slash at Lu Qirui, who was rapidly approaching, but stabbed into a void.

It seems that Nangong Fan was confused by something, and he was afraid that it was just the first time that the two of them would have to separate the winner.

Lu Qirui's body paused slightly, and a trace of essence flashed in his pupils.

In just one breath, Nangong Fan's sword that seemed to fall in the air suddenly burst into brilliant sparks.

In the midst of nothingness, it seemed to be colliding violently with something.

Obviously, Lu Qirui's seemingly simple rampage is not as simple as it seems, and all crises are going on in the dark.

He didn't seem to have a slight disdain for Nangong Fan, but when he made a move, it was the other side's posture, which was the style that a cultivator should have. The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, there are many cultivators who overturn the boat in the gutter in this world, and there are many restrictions in the ring battle, if the two major cultivators in the wild make a move, there are not so many rules and regulations, and the competition is not only their own strength in all aspects, maybe there are also taboo magic weapons and even the existence of strong talismans.

Of course, these means beyond their own strength, because of their lack of control, may not be able to play the desired effect, the right time and place are indispensable Tianjiao, even so, walking in the rivers and lakes, can not underestimate any person.

In addition to being a little arrogant, Lu Qirui's style of action is quite pure.

Move, kill with you.

A little bit of golden light suddenly appeared on the edge of the black dragon sword, and these golden lights were hidden in the depths of space, and at this time, they were forced out by the fierce sword intent carried by the sword.

Not only that, but between the golden rays of light, brilliant gold appeared all around, closely connected and entwined from all directions. It seems that someone has woven these golden rays into a net, and there is no gap in the sky and the earth to firmly bind Nangong Fan in the middle.

The golden light is not just light, Lu Qirui is a rare thunder cultivator, and the golden color is more of a manifestation of the power carried by the spiritual weapon, making it look like an invincible gold cultivator who is good at attacking head-on attacks.

These lights are thunder!

At this time, it is hidden, just flickering in the void. But the violent strength in it has been revealed, and the edge of the golden light is surrounded by a bit of deep black, and the space seems to be cut through!

"What if you see through it?"

Lu Qirui's pupils surged with purple light, and his body was surrounded by golden thunder, he held the hand of the golden knife, and in the little roar, he suddenly lifted up, and fell down suddenly.

The sword is not bright, and the sword intent is nowhere to be found, only the swirling golden rays and the thunder all over the four directions.

This knife, without too high-end skills, looks mediocre, just shows the strength and strength it should have.

Nangong Fan's pupils became more and more bright, and he forced out the thunder net with a sword, and then retracted the sword in a dashing manner, without stopping at all, and slashed out a sword again.

The sword moves, like an antelope hanging its horns, the blood color is gone, only the ethereal green stream is wrapped around the sword, and there is a faint aura that is high above and close to the world.

Suddenly, his sword stopped.

However, this time it wasn't his intention, his pupils seemed to collapse, and his whole body stiffened.

Thunder sound!

The thunder that resounded through the soul!

This is the power of the law, and it is also the direction of Lu Qirui's research.

Lu Qirui's knife took this opportunity to slash down between the golden light. At the same time, the thunder all over the surroundings also showed its might, no longer swimming irregularly like small fish, and at this time, one by one moved like cheetahs, and crashed towards the two people who were wrapped in the center.

Thunder and knives, sublimated in a roar.

This thunder sound is not only aimed at the divine soul, but also a little crack appeared between Nangong Fan's body, and a trace of blood burst out from it, and it seemed that he was about to turn into a bloody person in the blink of an eye.

"Die!"

The golden knife that Lu Qirui waved seemed to turn blood-colored at this time, and his edge was completely wrapped in surging killing intent.

The killing machine was revealed, not only did he want to defeat Nangong Fan, but he even wanted to take this opportunity to kill him directly.

The knife is near.

It was getting closer and closer, and the leaping edge on it had even touched Nangong Fan's unguarded application, and a trace of blood appeared on the paper.

The blood was deep red, but there was a faint hint of gold, like thunder swimming in the depths of the blood.

The thunder has penetrated deep into Nangong Fan's body!

"Boom!"

The thunder exploded abruptly and then abruptly stopped.

The blood flowers dripping from Nangong Fan's body exploded together at this moment, like a flower unfolding its most brilliant side, and then it was about to wither.

One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

After all, Nangong Fan's heavenly posture had been undoubtedly manifested before, and it was not difficult to reverse the peak heavenly realm, and he even had the ability to complete the enemy.

The crowd watching from the periphery of the ring is not related, or maybe another meteor is passing through this world, leaving a brilliant spark, and soon there will be no news under the even brighter starry sky.

"That's the result of being too high-profile. "Some of the older monks are already using this as a negative lesson to warn their younger brothers and sisters.

"People, don't try to do things that are beyond your ability, or this will be the end. ”

"It's a pity, it's sad. But he did it all on himself. ”

Although there was a golden and brilliant thunder covering everything, no one could cross the barrier of space to see the specific scene, but the bloom of the blood flower could not be faked, and no one believed that Nangong Fan would survive from this thunder blow.

Jiang Liu and Ran Ye glanced at each other.

The former's pupils flickered with excitement, although he ranked twelfth in Wuzhou, but in fact he didn't even enter the overall list, relying on the Victory Club to get his current status, he regarded the honor of the Victory Club as more important than anything else. He can only get better and better if he wins. Undoubtedly, Nangong Fan was the flaw before the victory would wear the crown, and now this flaw was about to be completely removed! He was excited and honored.

The latter's pupils are only dignified, his cultivation is higher, his background is stronger, and entering the victory will be more of a family's policy, maybe more mature, and he should think more maturely.

Is it a good thing to kill Nangong Fan?

In the short term, it is. The prestige of the Victory Club will be pushed to the peak. However, the prestige of the mundane realm is no more than that of the Victory Society. If you talk about it for a long time, if you kill Nangong Fan, the first thing you will deeply offend is the Five Elements Sect group, although the rules are here, the big people will not come forward, but it will also make the two sides together. A victory for only one faction of the royal family will not benefit at all. Especially this generation, there is also the mysterious woman who makes Wu Sheng dignified to stand for this young man.

Although Lu Qirui is not a person from the Victory Society, but a Tianjiao who came out of the Martial Emperor Palace, this account must be recorded on the head of the Victory Society. There will be a lot of hard days in the future, and even this trip to the secret realm that has been pushed out by the public, except for Wu Sheng, most of the others will receive nothing.

"Trouble. Ran Ye's head was as big as a cow, he never thought that Nangong Fan would be so unbeaten, and Lu Qirui would act so arrogantly.

"However, why hasn't the academy higher-ups intervened yet, and this arena hasn't completely ended?" Ran Ye sensed that something was wrong.

"What's wrong with this?" Jiang smiled, "In this game, the gods are difficult to save." ”

"Boom!"

There was a sudden explosion in the ring and a violent roar.

The two of them were stunned and immediately set their eyes on the front...

......

The golden knife is getting closer and closer.

Before it was even close, the strength on it had already begun to pour towards Nangong Fan.

"Zizizi..."

The invisible strength brought visible lethality to the naked eye, and Nangong Fan turned into a bloody man almost in the blink of an eye.

If you are an ordinary person, in the face of such a big bloodletting situation, you will only get weaker and weaker, and there is no room for struggle except for the explosive power left.

But Nangong Fan is different, what he walks is the purest brute cultivation, and in the barbarian era, the goal of barbarian cultivation is to engage in hand-to-hand combat with powerful demon beasts. Judging from all kinds of pictures that have been handed down, the barbarian cultivator has already achieved this in the most brilliant era, Hou Yi shoots the golden crow, and the barbarian ancestor tears the real dragon. These are images that really happened in a distant era.

Bleeding, but it's all a minor problem. What physical cultivation desires most is blood rebirth, although that kind of realm can be called a legend, almost out of reach, but its vitality is really not much weaker than that of demon beasts.

Especially Nangong Fan, who is cultivating the most brilliant flower in the barbarian cultivation path - the "Sun Bible", his physique has far surpassed that of demon beasts of the same level, and it is not much different from spirit beasts. Coupled with all kinds of increases, it can even be said that it has jumped above the spirit beast level.

The blood marks that were drawn out did not make him weak, but it was this little numb feeling that made him completely sober up from his trance.

However, at this time, the golden knife was coming, and there were also bits of thunder around him that were no longer restrained.

His pupils froze, sensing a deadly crisis.

After all, Lu Qirui's strength has surpassed most of the Consummation Heaven Realm, and this can already be said to be the most brilliant blow under the Star Realm.

"Damn. ”

Nangong Fan's eyes opened suddenly, and a faint frost began to linger around his body.

Magical Vision, incarnate as a zombie, synchronized!

At this time, he no longer cared about whether he would be beaten into evil after becoming a zombie, and he could clearly sense the fierce killing power released by the opponent's every move.

If all lives are gone, what are you doing with those who don't?

It's a big deal, begging Li Mobai to make a big fuss here.

Nangong Fan's body suddenly ached, and the golden knife had already slashed into his body at this time, and the rhyme and strength complemented each other, and began to sweep wildly in his body.

Pain... It hurts beyond imagination.

Even compared to Nangong Fan's desperate fight with the demon beast at the beginning, his whole body was as if he was falling apart.

The rhyme of this golden knife is too powerful, and the aura it envelopes is indestructible, if it weren't for the fact that the body was completely tense at this time, and the various law lines engraved in the veins were all showing their brilliance, I am afraid that it would be torn apart in an instant.

However, fortunately, the magic power divine eye hit Lu Qirui who was close in front of him at the same time, and the strength in his hand disappeared instantly, and all his movements stiffened, so that the golden knife did not reveal its greatest power.

Nangong Fan's pupils widened, and at this time, he completely turned into a zombie, and his even harder body clamped the golden knife to death, but other than that, he didn't put his mind here.

He's going to take advantage of this opportunity to fight back!

Of course, it's not just a counterattack. The thousands of thunderbolts around him, although they had lost a lot of luster due to the temporary imprisonment of their masters, still fell from the sky and strangled from all directions.

"Broken!"

There was a low roar, and the cold snap was raging.

The origin of Frost Zero has not yet been completely recovered, but after all, the Ice Zombie can be called an innate ice spirit, and it can inherently exert the power of Frost to the extreme. In particular, there are wisps of black mist in the cold current, which are intertwined with the frost, which looks eerie and terrifying.

The mutated frost attacked, and the temperature around him plummeted, and even if the thunder fell one after another, it could not stop this entry into the city. Even Lu Qirui's body was entangled with a lot of frost, and vaguely, his eyelids seemed to move, and his godless pupils were gradually about to wake up.

Nangong Fan no longer paid attention to the falling thunder, and let the evil qi and cold current hedge against them, he exposed all his methods, that is, he wanted to settle the situation in one fell swoop.

The black dragon sword seemed to have become bigger, wandering in the embrace of frost, it seemed to be more excited, and the sword rays were much more rounded, like substance, and vaguely a little black light could be seen dotted around it.

"Winter is coming. ”

The sword slashed down, and wisps of frost appeared on the ground, spreading wildly in all directions.

Suddenly, winter is really coming.

Nangong Fan poured everything he had, without reservation, his cold pupils turned bloody, and the brazen killing intent fell along with this sword.

Fast, accurate, and ruthless, play to the fullest.

It's an unpretentious sword, with no extra skill other than a little frost.

It's a slash, a slash into all obstacles in front of you.

"Hmm..."

With a light sigh, Lu Qirui finally woke up at the moment when the sword was approaching, but he also encountered the same problem as Nangong Fan before, the long sword was already close at hand, and he was still in a trance at the moment of awakening, and he couldn't make an effective response at all.

In fact, his performance was much worse than Nangong Fan's, as soon as Nangong Fan woke up from his confusion and pain, he almost reacted subconsciously, and he didn't need to go around in his mind at all.

In such a close fight, the instinct of battle is more important than the turn of the mind.

However, although Lu Qirui has already set foot in the rivers and lakes for the first time, compared to Nangong Fan's experience of circulating between life and death several times, he is as ridiculous as a child.

It even took a breath from waking up to being completely awake, and in this short breath, the sword light had completely fallen on him, and he was only a spirit.

"Boom!"

This can be regarded as a knee-jerk reaction, it can be seen that Lu Qirui's fighting instinct is also strong enough, but he has too little contact with it now, so he is so weak in comparison.

As the sound fell, the sword sliced through his skin completely.

Blood gushes like a fountain.

Lu Qirui was completely awakened by the pain in his heart, and his pupils were full of madness.

"Boom Boom!"

The roar was like a thunderbolt. At the same time, he stretched out his palm, intending to use his hand to grasp the sword that was still slashing.

He didn't even notice that Nangong Fan had changed his appearance greatly, his body had become stronger, and his whole person had completely turned blue, made of frost.

At the same time that his body was torn apart by a huge gap, Lu Qirui's hand finally fell on the Black Dragon Sword, and the impact of frost made him tremble, but he still fell steadily.

The two have completely ended the so-called ring battle, which is a serious life-and-death battle.

In fact, the battle of the monks, as long as they are close, the crisis will rise sharply, and no one can say what will happen in the next second.

Lu Qirui's palm was covered with frost, and it was truly shattered like ice.

If you want to use your flesh and blood to block the edge of the Black Dragon Sword, it can only be said that it is too whimsical, and every move will also show the mantis arm as a car to the fullest.

However, the "explosion" he yelled at earlier was not a random act at a critical moment, but a real explosion sounded in an instant.

The sound seemed to come from nothingness, and it was the thunder that spread all around, blooming together at this time with the final devastation of fireworks.

The sea of thunder was completely boiling, and even purple thunder appeared from nothingness, as if the thunder of the entire world was about to converge here at this moment.

In the eyes of the sky, Lei is the first killing weapon, the main killer.

At this time, all over the thunder swept in the ring space.

There was a thunderbolt that pierced Lu Qirui's body...

This is an indiscriminate offensive!

"Crazy enough, I like it. ”

Nangong Fan's pupils set off a little wave, and then returned to a cold silence. It seems that after turning into an ice zombie, his whole body is much colder, and his emotional fluctuations will be far away from him.

The sword continued to slash downward, and he vowed not to give up until Lu Qirui was completely split in half.

After feeling Lu Qirui's blooming murderous intention, Nangong Fan did things recklessly, he had only one thought, to take the lead in strangling the crisis that might be revealed in the future in the cradle.

What's more, the thunder impact at this time is an indiscriminate officiation, even if he faces more, but he has more than one step stronger in the same physique, and there is a black dragon armor to protect important parts. To say that among them, he also believes that it will never be himself who will fall first.

Crazy, then crazy together.

If you don't die in madness, you die in madness.

The blood color became more and more brilliant, and in addition to suppressing the devouring power of the Black Dragon Sword, Nangong Fan was full of firepower.

The thunder bombarded his back, and he chose to resist it himself, and the pain even made the force in his hand heavier and heavier.

"Zizizizi. ”

The black dragon sword slashed Lu Qirui's shoulder, and the palm of his hand that tried to block the long sword was not the same, and at this time, the sword blade pointed directly at the heart.

The murderous intent was swirling, and the madness in Lu Qirui's pupils became more and more dim, and a trace of panic gradually emerged.

He really felt it, and death was knocking on the door!