"It's so unfair!"

The wind and glow on the top of the Heavenly Peak dissipated, and seeing that Zheng Fan's Heavenly Body began to converge in the huge earthquake, and the young man with the big sword on his back in the Hao Sword Sect put forward a challenge at this time, Zhang Chunyu, the twin sister of the Cuiling Peak, was slightly dissatisfied. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"If you want to become a strong person, you don't need to be fair, the reason why the six sects are fierce, regardless of life and death, is precisely because of this randomness, our Thousand Spirits Sect's inner door is more focused on acting and martial arts." The book-scented woman saw that a few of the disciples who had been swept away, and a few had already returned, and said lightly.

"Yes, if you encounter a fight outside the sect, the other party will not tell you fairness, the so-called strong are respected, that is, they are not afraid of any challenge." Although Lu Hai, who was on crutches, said this, his face was a little heavy.

"It's all wheel warfare."

Kong Ning was slightly annoyed, and his body was full of thunder, as if he couldn't help but help.

"A disciple of the Great Sword Sect?"

For the young man with the big sword on his back, Zheng Fan's breathing was slightly short, but the smile on his face was getting thicker.

"If you can still maintain the fitness you just had, I may not be your opponent." The young man with a big sword on his back came to the square in front of the palace, but he did not immediately launch an attack, which seemed to leave Zheng Fan time to breathe.

"Since you're here, you don't need to be polite."

Although Zheng Fan's Heavenly Body was restrained, he still hooked his hand with Du Jianyun of the Hao Sword Sect.

"This man is really strong, among the younger generation of disciples of the Thousand Spirits Sect, he also has one of the best combat power, well, only such a powerful opponent is worthy of me to use the strongest means, I will do my best to defeat you." In the heart of the young man with the big sword, he still admired Zheng Fan a little.

"Buzz~~~"

Under the circumstance of Du Jianyun's change in mind, the big sword he was carrying soon had a glorious vibration.

"The sword sounds?"

Through observation and feeling, Zheng Fan did not think that the big sword carried by the young man was an antiquity with such heavy spiritual power.

"Zheng~~~"

As the great sword flicked up behind the young man's back, he did not reach out to grab the hilt, but let the great sword fall into the square.

A ring of sword qi spread out from the big sword and dispersed towards the square in front of the entire hall, and the sword intent of the young man was even more surging, and even irregular dense sword qi flowed out from his body, fusing with the sword qi emitted by the big sword slamming to the ground.

"It's not good that this young man of the Great Sword Sect is even stronger than Geng Bin!" Zheng Fan, who was affected by the irregular sword qi, seemed to be trapped in the quagmire of sword qi and could not extricate himself.

"Jingle bell~~~"

A pleasant crisp sound sounded, not only Zheng Fan, but even the monks who returned to the surroundings of Chaotian Peak to watch the battle could find that the environment in the square in front of the hall had changed in the process of being filled with sword qi.

The rich sword qi Lingxia, like the brilliance of the stars, once contaminated with the square in front of the palace, it made the square extremely crystalline, and gradually gave birth to a delicate sword shoot.

"The sword intent of this young man of the Great Sword Sect is so strong, he has actually reached the point of expanding the realm!" The woman had already realized that although Du Jianyun's surging sword intent was different from Zheng Fan's body protection intent, it was even more terrifying to expand out of the realm.

"If you let it go down again, I'm afraid it won't be easy to clean up." Zheng Fan looked at the small handstand sword growing out of his feet, wiped his right hand towards the bag with gold silk shorts, and quickly took out a round-headed sledgehammer.

"Want to use the Swing Hammer against the Realm?"

Lu Hai shook his head worriedly, and couldn't help but feel a little reluctant.

"That sound hammer, although it is not a heavy treasure, is also made of thousand-year-old sound wood, and it should not be weaker than the meteorite sword carried by Du Jianyun, the key is how to use it." As soon as the book-scented woman finished speaking, Zheng Fan had already thrown the sound hammer not far in front of her.

The sword domain transformed into Chaotian Temple Square, countless small swords of essence light gradually emerging in the ground jingled, and it seemed that they would burst out with unbearable power at any time.

Compared with the echo of the Meteorite Sword and the Sword Domain, the sound hammer thrown by Zheng Fan was much thinner.

"Wow! Multiply! Zi~~~"

Under the gaze of many monks, Zheng Fan, who took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and behind his ** upper body, a strange three-sided first mark appeared.

For the three-sided first imprint behind Zheng Fan, even the book-scented woman Liu Yueqin didn't know about it, but the palace woman of Ning Yin Peak nodded after discovering that the three-sided first imprint appeared.

"What's that?"

Although Zheng Fan at this time seemed to be covered with dense tattoos, the elder girl of the Luoxia Sect, who had calmed down on the surface of Yao Tianxia, still minded asking.

The three first marks that appeared behind Zheng Fan, the expressions of each of them and the brilliance of the spiritual power they were all very different.

In the evil face of the three-faced head, the spiritual power brilliance that fuses the attributes of time and space is flickering, and in the indifferent face, it is the spiritual power that fuses magma and nuclear cracking, revealing the red and black brilliance like an explosion, and in the kind face, it is a fusion of life and death and light and dark attributes, revealing a cyan charm.

"Could it be that the sixth child is not only physically strong, but even Lingyuan is ......" The bookish woman really didn't expect that Zheng Fan used to forge his body in the Nine Holes Waterfall and use the xenomorph spiritual power to provide for the flesh, and the last few xenomorphic spiritual powers were not only gone, but were used by him.

"Woo~~~"

The brilliance of the evil and kind faces of the three-sided head mark gradually faded, leaving only the luster of an indifferent face, but it became more powerful, and even changed Zheng Fan's breath.

"It's just such a fragile field, you still dare to show it." Zheng Fan opened his eyes glowing with black and red light, and looked at the gaze of the young man of the Hao Sword Sect, as indifferent as the remaining face mark behind him.

"Buzz~~~"

As Zheng Fan's body erupted with a sharp sense of spiritual power, he had already moved, and he actually stretched out his hands and pulled them in front of him.

"This is ~~~"

Seeing Zheng Fan's hands pulling down diagonally in front of him, as if he had grabbed the spatial medium out of the folds, combined with the spiritual pressure exuded by his body, the scholarly woman quickly fixed her eyes on the sound hammer, as if she realized something.

"Boom~~~"

In Zheng Fan's vigorous pull, the vast space was shaken and cracked, causing the sword domain exuded by the young people of the Hao Sword Sect to be damaged to a certain extent.

Through the gaze of many monks, they only felt that the sword domain space in the square in front of the Chaotian Peak Hall had been distorted, and the spatial cracks were torn out, which was extremely dangerous.

"Did you use your strength, will, and spirit attribute to create such a situation?" Finding that Zheng Fan's goal was not on the young man of the Hao Sword Sect, but desperately pulling the space medium, Luo Zhen, the female disciple of Ning Yin Peak, couldn't help but sigh that he was exaggerated enough.

"I'm afraid the power contained in that indifferent face is not only that, it seems that he himself is not very familiar with it, and he is trying frantically." Guan Ruoyao of Dayan Peak, with a pair of eyes flowing with stars, showed surprise at Zheng Fan's background.

"No!"

Zheng Fan, who struggled to pull the space and did not cause the desired effect, was also quite anxious in his heart, and when his strength was insufficient, he hurriedly let go of his hands that were grasping obliquely.

"Takashi ~~~"

I saw Zheng Fan walking towards the young man of the Hao Sword Sect with heavy steps, causing a strong earthquake at the same time, he grabbed the sound hammer that he had thrown on the ground before.

There is no doubt that Zheng Fan struggled to pull the space of one side, did not achieve the desired momentum, and immediately put the target on the opponent's body.

However, what shocked everyone was that as Zheng Fan's body of cultivating the Heavenly Technique moved, there was a strong earthquake on the ground that turned into the Sword Domain.

"Is the power of the earth attribute spirit base?"

Seeing Zheng Fan's every step he took, his heavy body would make the ground in the Sword Domain tremble, and then the ground would be unevenly staggered up and down, like rock bags and eddies emerging from rock layers, Feng Anhua couldn't even stand still.

"If it goes on like this, Chaotian Peak and Chaotian Hall won't have problems, right?" The old man of the Yaosheng Sect standing on the Chaotian Hall also followed the fluctuations of the main hall up and down.

"It's the first time I've seen such a strong Ancient Devourer, if the thicker the foundation in his body, the faster he will collapse himself." The girl of the Luoxia Sect took a deep breath and said.

"Not necessarily, he is consuming a body of essence, looking for a balance that can survive in the world, once he washes away his body of lead, he is afraid that these essences will really be born little by little and be used by him." Wan Jianxiang, a man with an ancient sword on his back, said gloomily with his eyes slightly narrowed.

"Ten Thousand Swords Burial Spirit!"

In the process of turmoil in the Sword Domain, the young people of the Hao Sword Sect were also extremely difficult, and they seemed to be unable to maintain the domain field, and their hands formed sword marks, leading the countless light upside-down small swords growing on the ground towards Zheng Fan, who was approaching.

"Buzz~~~"

A large number of small swords, driven by the flow of sword qi, were like a school of swimming fish, flying towards Zheng Fan, but they were broken apart by him as soon as he walked.

A small sword with a fine light shot clanged on Zheng Fan's skin, and in the eyes of outsiders, the dense marks on his skin were like a substantial defense.

"Po~~~"

Zheng Fan, who was holding the sound hammer, under the increase of fierce and domineering, made the sound hammer body become pitch black, faintly glowing with subtle red silk.

"Takashi ~~~"

Facing the circulating group of swimming fish swords, Zheng Fan swung back with a hammer in both hands, and swung forward with great ferocity, causing the vast space medium in front of him to be shaken out of dense cracks.

In the midst of the shaking of the earth and the mountains, the sword domain was gradually torn apart by the spatial cracks that were densely emanated, and even the heavy prohibition of the Chaotian Hall was trembling rapidly, and the body of the temple was staggered and cracked.

"Is the situation already out of control?"

Because the previous confrontation between Zheng Fan and Geng Bin had caused the aura of the Qianling Mountain Range to be swallowed, the earth cracked, and the boulders and ancient trees rose upside down to the sky and annihilated, and now even the square in front of the palace and the Chaotian Hall that showed the texture of the forbidden array were also destroyed, no wonder Lu Hai sweated for him.

The seemingly vast group of swimming fish swords was shattered, and the exposed meteorite greatsword was even distorted under the pressure of the sound hammer and the concave cracked space.

"Goodbye."

Zheng Fan's face was indifferent, and he put away the swinging sound hammer that shattered the space in his hand, and he had already swung it at the young man of the Hao Sword Sect in the distance again.

(The first update will be delivered.) ）