The thunder and lightning shield trembled suddenly, and then one sword after another slammed into the shield, making a clanging metal collision sound, Zhang Fan found that although the power of the God of Light was strong, the use of spells was a little shallow, which truly reflected the character of his people, with strong strength but poor skills.

To put it bluntly, I don't know if I want to burst out my power to the maximum.

"You call it a spell too?"

It was simply a light shield that was forcibly gathered with strength, just like a piece of iron that had not been tempered, if it weren't for the strength being stronger than Zhang Fan, this sparse shield would have been shattered by Zhang Fan a long time ago.

The sword pointed upward, and the twelve pearls rose from the sea together, and then the wounds of the bright body swirled up, making a pleasant humming sound.

The God of Light could feel that each of these pearls contained terrifying power.

Under it, I felt the power of more than 10,000 catties.

The east is indeed the cemetery of the gods, any one who comes out is so powerful, his hand flipped, there is an extra staff, immediately moved forward, there is a brilliant white diamond on the staff, with his move, the thunder and lightning inside sneered out, and the twelve pearls pressed down in the sky only to see the formation of the transparent energy plane, it was forced to be pushed up.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan couldn't help frowning, the fingers that controlled the sky magic sword set turned, stomped his feet and snorted, and suddenly the flying sword flew in the sky and rushed towards the other party again.

"Rain of Swords"

Under Zhang Fan's Judge Exercise, the sky darkened suddenly without warning, this time the darkness was much faster than the Parade Exercise, after all, it was a high-level exercise, and it was darker, just like splashing ink.

The people below saw a strange darkness above the clouds, and they couldn't help but be amazed.

Chu Pujia's heart was in her throat, her hands were close to her chest, and she was extremely nervous.

And the face of the god of light in the face of the sword rain changed wildly.

"Oh my God, how can he control so many things."

He has always believed that cultivation must be focused, and dispersing the divine consciousness is a very unwise cultivation method, which is the so-called how good you are, but he never imagined that in the east, which is known as the land of the gods, they have a kind of formation that can play a huge role in distracting thoughts.

If he had seen Zhang Fan's combat methods earlier, then he would definitely modify the six-pointed star, and even find a way to let one person cast the six six-pointed stars.

But in the magic swords that flew out, there seemed to be tens of millions of swords, just like a rain of swords, and the power of each sword had multiplied I don't know how many times.

In his shocked gaze, the lightning shield wrapped around him exploded in an instant under the sword array in the sky like a storm.

"My shield! It was broken! ”

Seeing this, the God of Light suddenly roared towards the sky, and a terrifying strong light erupted in his body, and behind him there was an image of the rising sun rising into the sky, which was full of light.

The God of Light is a light that gives birth to spiritual consciousness, so it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the son of the sun, and his heavenly way must be closely related to the sun.

The golden sunburst was very strong, and the void was dispelled all at once.

Suddenly, a figure rushed out of thin air, with a terrible impact, and rushed through hundreds of meters at once, with a thick corpse gas floating behind him, and suddenly appeared in front of the God of Light, and the scorching divine light emitted a sneering sound on the corpse qi, and wisps of residual smoke rose from it.

The puppet corpse king roared in pain, and he couldn't get close to the body of the god of light.

The divine light is too strong.

The roar of rage, the white clouds in the shaking sky kept surging, desperately staring at the golden sunlight to move forward, but it was difficult to enter, but there were already traces of fire on the body.

Zhang Fan was shocked, this is a puppet corpse king, and he can't even get close to the body of the God of Light, which shows the strength of this Rising Sun Divine Light, if he acts strongly, the puppet corpse king will probably be burned to ashes.

There was a crisp sound, and a distant bell seemed to come from ancient times.

Zhang Fan's hand dragged the tail of the fish and shook the rope, and the nine ghost bells below shook gently, making a sound that was heavy, simple, long-lasting, and diffused with the power of the nine shadows.

The God of Light's body shook and almost couldn't stand.

"Roar!"

The puppet corpse turned into a black shadow, and rushed directly towards the God of Light, piercing the body of the God of Light at once, but he didn't see him rush out, but saw the body of the God of Light steaming black gas, and even wanted to forcibly corpse him.

Although the creation of the God of Light to seize the heavens and the earth, he can give birth to spiritual consciousness from a ray of light, and then cultivate into a god, but after all, it is only a great consummation, in the face of the same level of corpse king, the advantage of his body has been indifferent under the influence of the divine consciousness by Jiu Youling, and he feels that his body is weakening.

A look of horror finally appeared on the face of the God of Light.

"How, how is that possible?"

He felt his body being corroded little by little.

He screamed in pain.

"Rain of Swords"

Zhang Fan once again emptied the golden light and thunder sword in the sky, and after the magic sword circled in the sky, it re-established the sword technique, and even showed nine thunder mountains coming out, rumbling down with the god of light.

Jian Yulai was extremely tight, and a sword stabbed at his body again and again, when he revealed the golden light of the rising sun, this sword light fell on his body and could only hurt his fur, but could not break his defense.

"You can't hurt me, I'm the son of the great Sun God."

"You ant!"

"Hahaha......"

Zhang Fan's eyes froze, and the twelve pearls in the sky turned again, and in the midst of the rumbling sound, the Void Sword Rain Array was extended, and the formation was attached to a powerful force that exceeded 10 million catties.

With a pop, a flash of golden blood flowed out.

"You can actually hurt this god?"

The god of light cried out in disbelief.

"I want you dead!"

Urging out all the aura, Ji Bisheng cultivation in one blow, the spell in Zhang Fan's mouth changed again, and the long swords that fell from the sky were suddenly overwhelmed and made a sound of sword roar, and the sword roared above the nine heavens.

"Condensation!"

Jin Ge's voice continued to resound, and one after another swords gathered together, merging into the Golden Light Thunder Sword, and the sword body soared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He forcibly fused the Void Sword Rain Array.

Condense the scattered sword formations into a single sword!

"Slash!"

Zhang Fan shouted angrily.

With a brush, the golden giant sword was pressed down towards the God of Light under the weight of the Twelve Pearls, and before the sword arrived, the powerful and incomparable sword momentum had arrived, and it was a hundred meters apart, and the God of Light had been pressed down from the sky.

The sword momentum rubbed against the air, and a dazzling fire appeared.

The air around them was cut into broken wires.

"No!"

The God of Light cried out in horror, and his whole body was bent by the sword's momentum.

This is a sword like an ancient sword immortal!

"Down......"

The crowd of onlookers below saw a shadow descending from the sky.

"It's the archbishop......"

Did the archbishop win? The Britons cheered, especially the English husband, who waved his hand excitedly, while the wife next to him looked dejected.

Chu Pujia's head was already blank for a while, and she was almost about to cry.

The Chinese people beside him all looked sad.

"Did you lose?"

The two members of the Li family were also dim-eyed, and Miss Li was even more pale, "How could you lose, didn't you let that kid run away if he was too old?" Escape. ”

Suddenly, someone shouted, "No! ”

Everyone saw that there was also a sword, a sword that seemed to fly from a distance, and it was pressing the archbishop.

"No!"

The archbishop let out a terrified scream.

Fast, too fast......

Thousands of meters in the air, the speed was coming, and the archbishop was nailed alive to the London Bridge by the giant sword.

"How is it possible, this god is the great son of the sun......"

His pale eyes without pupils, almost falling out, panic, fear, despair, all turned into remorse, why, why did he provoke the Orientals.

The place known as the cemetery of the gods.

"Put, put...... The ...... of this god"

He finally experienced what it was like to die.

He raised his hand with difficulty, but that hand was slowly turning into energy particles and drifting away with the wind.

The British were all stunned.

"The archbishop lost?"

The Chinese are boiling.