Chapter 50

Nie Fan rushed into the fairy sword with his strong will, and wanted to brand his sword intent in the fairy sword with the supreme sword intent, so as to become one with the fairy sword and use it as his natal main sword!

Because he could see that this sword was even higher than the grade of his Natal Master Sword in the Cultivation Realm in his previous life, and using it as the main sword would not only be a powerful weapon, but also promote his cultivation!

He cultivated the Seven Kills Sword Technique, and in his previous life, he refined countless sharp swords, and he pinched them casually. His robe swayed and rattled, his expression was focused, his face was cold, and every hair was as sharp as a sword, which could cut gold and break iron.

Seeing that Nie Fan was refining the fairy sword like this, the tall monster couldn't help but think of how he got this sword in the first place, and his eyes couldn't help but show a trace of palpitations and fear.

Han Yuanzheng had already stopped the bleeding from his arm, and his eyes were cloudy and changeable as he looked at Nie Fan who was sitting there. Although he couldn't hear the conversation between the tall monster and Nie Fan, he could obviously see that Nie Fan had reached some kind of agreement with the tall monster and gave this fairy sword to Nie Fan.

His eyes flickered with coldness, and he secretly thought to himself about how to sneak attack Nie Fan and how to bring this fairy sword and the colorful jade on the sarcophagus out of this secret room. He may not know about Xiuzhen, but he can also see that the tall monster at this time can't get out of this secret room at all.

Yang Zhiyong and Liu Tielong also sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at Nie Fan with a cold expression while meditating and recovering. There are very few things outside that can impress them and lead to their greed, but at this moment, whether it is this fairy sword or the colorful jade on the sarcophagus, it is difficult for them to suppress the greedy ** in their hearts.

But not to mention Han Yuanzheng, who was not far in front of him, the tall monster on the other side of the sarcophagus was definitely not something they could handle, and if they wanted to take these two things away, even if they tried their best, they couldn't do it.

The two of them tried their best to recover from their injuries, and the corners of their faces moved slightly from time to time, as if they were calculating something.

All of Nie Fan's spirit was focused on the Immortal Sword, and his strong will oppressed the Immortal Sword's instinctive resistance, and he was completely ignorant of external objects at the moment.

The expressions of the people in the black brick secret room, except for the tall monster, changed slightly.

Everyone can see that Nie Fan at this moment is an empty **, even a three-year-old child can kill him.

Sneak up on him and snatch the fairy sword!

This is what Han Yuanzheng, even Yang Zhiyong, and Liu Tielong are all thinking.

But none of them made a move, because the tall monster on the other side of the sarcophagus was a mysterious and unfathomable powerhouse, and since he gave the fairy sword to Nie Fan, he would definitely not allow others to snatch it!

The eyes of the three of them kept wandering on Nie Fan, the fairy sword, and the tall monster. His expression kept changing, as if he was looking for the best time to make a move.

The tall monster looked at Nie Fan, who was sitting there motionless, surrounded by fierce sword energy, his eyes were calm and unchanged, he didn't mean to go out to protect Nie Fan's Dharma, nor did he ignore it, just stared at Nie Fan with blood-red eyes without blinking.

I don't know how long it took, the sword intent on Nie Fan's body suddenly increased, and the momentum instantly filled the entire secret room, and the other two swords on his head shook, and the sword qi was everywhere, as if it was stimulated by Nie Fan's sword aura.

This is a sign that Nie Fan wants to refine the Immortal Sword!

The tall monster's eyes flashed with blood-red light, and he was very surprised that Nie Fan was refining the immortal sword so quickly.

Han Yuanzheng clenched one hand, his face suddenly became cold, his whole body tensed, and he was ready to strike with all his strength.

And Liu Tielong and Yang Zhiyong also stopped healing, raised their heads, and looked at Nie Fan with flashing eyes.

The three of them not only had the intention of snatching the fairy sword, but also deeply understood that Nie Fan, who had refined the fairy sword, was too much of a threat to them, who could be sure that Nie Fan would not wipe them all out with a sword and swallow the treasure here alone!

But none of the three moved, and this was still the best time to make a move.

Nie Fan's whole body was as sharp as a sword, his eyebrows were awe-inspiring, and the sky-high sword intent matched with the immortal sword above his head.

Buzz

Suddenly, the fairy sword trembled slightly, the terrifying sword intent gradually converged, and the killing aura that permeated the surroundings slowly dispersed.

"Not good!" Han Yuanzheng's face changed suddenly.

"It's broken!" Liu Tielong and Yang Zhiyong spoke at the same time.

Nie Fan was about to refine the Immortal Sword, and it was too late for them to make a move now!

Just when the three of them were frightened, suddenly, a white palm that seemed to be stained with frost behind Nie Fan suddenly appeared behind him and slapped him on the back fiercely.

This palm appeared too suddenly, too close to Nie Fan, and the time was just right, and it was shot at the most critical moment when Nie Fan was refining the immortal sword!

The tall monster's eyes changed, but he didn't have time to make a move.

And Han Yuanzheng and the three of them were also shocked, they didn't know that there was a person hidden here!

Feng Yuanzhou's eyes were blazing, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and he struck with all his strength, hitting Nie Fan's back fiercely.

But before he could continue laughing, a white light suddenly appeared on Nie Fan's body, which not only dissolved his palm power, but also rushed straight into his chest, and he didn't have time to react at all.

boom

Feng Yuanzhou was knocked into the air, hit the wall, and Feng Yuanzhou, who fell to the ground, knelt on one leg and supported the ground with one hand, looking at Nie Fan with a shocked face.

"Talisman!" The tall monster's hoarse and sharp voice suddenly sounded, watching Nie Fan's blood-red eyes flicker.

Feng Yuanzhou's knowledge is not shallow, his eyes are cold and looking at Nie Fan, who is sitting there cross-legged, the momentum on his body is gradually weakening, and it seems that he will wake up at any time, his face flashed coldly, "I see how many times you can hold on!" ”

After speaking, his figure flashed, and the cold air on his palm was swirling, and he hit Nie Fan with all his strength in the back!

bang

No accident, Feng Yuanzhou was knocked away again and hit the wall, this time unlike last time, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and the pale color on his face flashed.

"Humph!" Feng Yuanzhou's expression sneered, his eyes were hideous, and he burst out at Nie Fan again, his palms were like ice, and he slapped Nie Fan's back with all his might.

bang

Still like the previous two times, he was hit hard, and much heavier than the previous two, he leaned against the wall, spitting blood in his mouth, and staring at Nie Fan's back fiercely and madly with his eyes.

He didn't expect that Nie Fan, who was just a physical body, would hurt him to such an extent!

He gasped for breath and struggled to stand up, only to find that his chest felt as if he had been hit with a heavy hammer, and he was almost suffocated as soon as he moved!

The tall monster looked at Feng Yuanzhou, who fell to the ground, his blood-red eyes turned to Nie Fan, and wisps of blood flashed in his eyes.

Liu Tielong and Yang Zhiyong's faces also changed slightly, Feng Yuanzhou's palms all had palm power that exceeded the peak of the Xuan level, and they couldn't break the talisman on Nie Fan's body!

The momentum on Nie Fan's body gradually weakened, and he was about to wake up.

"Drink!"

Han Yuanzheng in the distance suddenly jumped up, and his shattered palm slapped towards the top of Nie Fan's head! At the same time, a series of strange rings suddenly flew out of the sleeve of the other half of the arm, flying towards the hilt of the fairy sword, to trap it from top to bottom!

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