Ximen Wujian's seemingly powerful sword is actually full of swordsmanship, Dongfang Fan can't reflect that it is reasonable, but how can the latter dare to lag behind?

"If it's just with my current attributes and strength, I can't help the sword god at all...... Even if the strength can't keep up, at least you have to close the distance between you and him in terms of attributes, so that you have a chance to win...... If the madness can't be performed in front of him, then there is only ......" Dongfang Fan knew that there was an inextricable connection between Ximen Wujian and Shenjian Villa, and he could never make public the matter of his mission to the beast clan. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Eagle Crow, Blackened Blood Crow!"

Eagle crows reappear, black feathers all over the sky! In the end, the eagle crow turned into a black ray and submerged into Dongfang Fan's forehead, and at the same time, countless black feathers surrounded it, forming a black circular space, hiding Dongfang Fan's figure.

"Mutant Brontosaurus, Brontosaurus Wing!"

A soft shout came from inside the black feather, and then thunder roared, and the purple thunder light penetrated the gap of the black feather, and finally burst open, but I saw Dongfang Fan wearing a dim black martial robe lingering around the black feather, and the purple thunder dragon wings of three pairs of six behind him, the deterrent power spread out of the city lord's mansion, alarming the residents and players in the city.

"Sword Spirit!" Dongfang Fan stood on the ground with his feet slowly, holding the hilt of the sword in his right hand and his left hand on the blade of the Zhan Lu Sword, the cultivation of the Sword Demon Realm was infinitely close to the power of the Sword Gang Realm under the blessing of the blackened Blood Crow state! The sword magic sword in the sky swept down, and there was only one goal - Ximen had no sword!

"A good move, with your level, you can independently comprehend this sword magic trick of the sword god lineage, which shows that your kendo qualification is by no means below me, but now you are still too weak! Sword Magic! Ximen Wujian's eyes showed appreciation, and then he took out the sword streamer with a flip of his left hand, this is a thin sword, the pursuit of extreme fast, extreme killing!

A thousand swords, the sword magic trick cast by the sword gang realm swordsman meets the sword demon and sword god trick from the bottom up - the same sword trick, the gap between half the realm, is known in an instant!

"Ding! Bite! Bite! Bite! Bite! Bite! ”

The endless sound of swords resounded inside and outside Huaxia City, and just when the sword trick had not yet been distinguished, Dongfang Fan approached the West Gate without a sword with a sword, and the Zhan Lu sword slashed down!

"You still have a chance to make eight moves!" Ximen Wujian smiled coldly, the streamer sword came out in an instant, the body figure was uncertain, Dongfang Fan only felt that the front of Zhan Lu's sword was subjected to a huge force, causing his own slash to completely stagnate, and his body flew out upside down with Zhan Lu.

Dongfang Fan stabilized his body in the air, and then attacked, at this time, all the swords and swords around the two of them had dissipated, and the two moves were actually equal! And Simon Wujian still stood in place, not even his feet changed.

"It's so strong...... Even if the Demon Heart Sword Heaven is cast, it is impossible to win head-on...... Surprise is my only chance...... However, even if you want to take it by surprise, you have to make the other party tired and difficult to take into account the overall situation......" Dongfang Fan analyzed all the methods that could be close in his heart very calmly, and stared at Ximen Wujian's movements.

"Whoosh!"

Another streamer sword burst through the air, and Dongfang Fan's body was too late to dodge, so he had to block with a side sword-

"Bell!"

The quality of Zhan Lu's sword is not under the streamer sword, plus Zhan Lu itself is more defense-oriented, this blow was blocked, Dongfang Fan was unharmed, but turned around, and approached Ximen Wujian!

"Demonic coercion! Sword Demon Yutian!! ”

Within the effective range, even if Dongfang Fan's own power is not as powerful as Ximen Wujian, it can also affect it by two or three points, coupled with the sword demon Yutian move that followed, the forty sword demon sword gang slashed his head and face and slashed away!

This kind of power, Ximen Wujian saw it in his eyes, and he was a little shocked in his heart: the power of the Sword Demon Sword Gang is determined according to the level of cultivation of the caster, even if the swordsman who is not in the Sword Gang realm can use the advantage of the move to display the power of the Sword Gang realm, it is impossible for us to threaten the swordsman at the top of the Sword Gang realm.

"This son's sword intent has completely crossed the bottleneck limit of the sword qi realm, but he has not stepped into the sword gang realm...... What is this ......" Although Ximen Wujian had doubts in his heart, it did not affect the speed of his shot, and the divine sword in his hand carried the streamer sword trick, and he was ready for battle!

"One Style・Streamer!"

The streamer sword reflects the light and moves, one Hua and ten transformations, light and shadow are separated, and ten Hua is returned to one sword, and the streamer is ten thousand years, and it is a type of killing!

There are a total of eight styles of streamer sword tricks, one of which and eight styles are all streamer moves, the meaning is to return to the basics, return to the original and return to the original, the sword trick is expanded from one style to eight styles, it seems that eight styles and two moves, in fact, the whole streamer sword trick can be regarded as a single final move, at this time, the sword god one pulse sword move displayed in Ximen Wujian hand, with the avenue sword intent of restraining the sword demon sword move, crossed the threat of the heavy sword demon sword gang, only a moment, it approached Dongfang Fan-

"Good time!" Dongfang Fan drank coldly, held Zhan Lu with both hands, sacrificed the sword move of the Sword Demon Yutian, and used it as a false move, forcing Ximen Wujian to give up all the sword gang attacks under the head-on, and take the initiative to get close.

Since contacting the Zhan Lu sword for a long time, Dongfang Fan has gradually become familiar with the use of this sword, but after really understanding it, he found that the weight of this sword is not fixed, and it can even be said that it changes from time to time according to the cultivation of the sword user.

In order to threaten Ximen Wujian more quickly in hand-to-hand combat, Dongfang Fan restrained his sword intent all over his body, and even forced the state of demonic coercion and blackened blood crow to fade, and suddenly, the weight of the Ren Sword in his hand was greatly reduced, reaching the level that it could be operated with one hand, but it was still much heavier than the ordinary long sword.

"Give it to me!" Dongfang Fan held the sword in one hand, and with the help of inertia, he met the streamer at a very fast speed, wanting to break through the defense of Ximen without a sword from the front-

"Bell!"

After a loud bang, the streamer disappeared suddenly, Dongfang Fan was stunned for a moment, and the next moment he felt the cold killing intent from behind him, knowing that it was too late to collect the sword and then take out the sword at this time, immediately, the footsteps reversed, and the Zhan Lu sword changed from the right hand to the left hand, without reducing the slashing strength, and slashed towards the crisis behind him!

"Good swordsmanship! However, the gap between the realms cannot be bridged! Ximen Wujian drank coldly, and the streamer sword came up head-on, as if to frustrate Dongfang Fan's indomitable spirit, so he did not avoid the head-on battle.

"Bell!"

The two swords exchanged blows, and it was a stalemate!

"How is that possible...... Zhan Lu's sword slashed up, but he couldn't even suppress it for half a point, and there were even faint signs of being counter-suppressed...... Don't...... This streamer sword is also ......" Dongfang Fan struggled to resist the pressure from the streamer, this thick and profound sense of suppression was absolutely impossible to come out of a thin sword, even if there was a gap of half a realm between the two.

The only possibility is that the streamer is also a heavy sword in its own right!

"Is the weight of the sword god light...... I've been deceived by the appearance of this sword......" Dongfang Fan said with both hands against the sword and gritted his teeth.

"You are the second person who can see the essence of the Streamer Sword within ten moves among the people who have fought with me...... The material of the streamer sword is forged from the mad god iron, which is a specialty of the Northwest Realm...... The forging process came from the Protoss, and it seemed to be a light thin sword, but in fact, its weight reached five thousand catties...... It's the Zhanlu in your hand...... It really piqued my interest...... It's a great heavy sword, but you haven't really been able to use it yet...... If you stop at this time and don't pursue this matter anymore, I can entrust you with the mystery of weightlessness. "Ximen Wujian's hostility towards Dongfang Fan has not increased, and he still hopes to reconcile.

Dongfang Fan really wanted to know the method of lifting weights like light, once he was able to use Zhan Lu freely, he faintly felt that it would be a different realm, and he might even use it to cross the gap between Jian Sha and Jian Gang.

However, he can't!

"Your actions have condemned the demise of a family...... The dead mourn, and the survivors mourn...... Your sword obeys sin and disobeys the sword's intent...... Don't you feel it? Your sword...... Trembling in confusion! Dongfang Fan shouted angrily, a force gushing out from his body, which seemed to carry Long Xin'er's tragic family history, and also seemed to respond to his confusing life experience, all the compassion and helplessness turned into strength, and he firmly believed that he would uphold the most indestructible heart of justice in his heart with the sword in his hand!

"Ding---"

Renjian Zhan Lu responded at this time, bringing back the advantage that was originally occupied by the streamer sword back to a close match, and in Dongfang Fan's mind, a mysterious and mysterious feeling constantly impacted his spirit, and it was difficult to express what this feeling wanted to say in words, but as time passed, this feeling gradually settled in the depths of his heart and was difficult to shake......

I don't know from which moment on, Dongfang Fan no longer felt how heavy Zhan Lu was in his hand, the thick feeling was still there, but the power that originally increased his burden turned into his own strength at this moment, and was exerted in the attack, causing a huge deterrent to Ximen Wujian!

"Foolishness! There is no justice in this world! For me, peace or not...... The world is just a huge battlefield...... If you don't kill someone, you can only wait to be killed...... So, my sword will not be merciful! "Ximen Wujian seems to be recalling his unbearable past, and his killing intent has risen sharply, and he no longer shows mercy.

Dongfang Fan no longer responded, the Zhan Lu Sword emitted a mysterious black glow, and wherever it passed, the remnants of the sword marks condensed again and again, one sword was faster than the other, and every blow could be evenly matched with the Streamer Sword!

"Bell! Clang! Clang! ”

Dongfang Fan seems to be very obsessed with the goal he set before, and every sword is aimed at the jade pendant on Ximen Wujian's waist, it seems that every move is beyond the swordsmanship, but he can grasp the shadow of the Fenghui swordsmanship from the traces of each style - this kind of perfect realm, even among the NPCs of the Jiangang realm, is quite rare.

"Next hit! Defeat you! Dongfang Fan suddenly drank sharply, and the Zhan Lu sword in his left hand slashed horizontally towards Ximen Wujian, the latter was already in a trance at this time, and immediately blocked with a horizontal sword, and he was 100% sure in his heart to block this sword!

"Silver Moon!"

"Wow!"

At this time, the Nine Heavens Ring Pei placed behind Ximen Wujian stood out with a silver light, and that light flew straight towards Dongfang Fan's right hand, and followed the trajectory, cutting through the left cheek of Ximen Wujian, who was defending against the slash from the waist with all his strength, leaving a shallow blood mark......