"Huh. ”

Pu Haitao smiled indifferently, his eyes flashed red, and the surging aura on his body rose a notch again.

"Bestiality?!" Seeing this, Nangong Fan decisively gave up his statement of continuing to advise. No longer keep, the same full force.

The green lotus is secretly born, and the fire is flashing. A wisp of fragrance surrounds you.

The sword qi was like a small fish, swaying its body, burrowing out of the void, and swirling around the body of the black dragon sword.

The sword intent boiled like the sea, and the fierce light pierced the sky.

"Sonorous. ”

Fierce collisions exploded.

The wood of the house was flying, and the sky was full of dust.

Fortunately, the moment the two of them revealed their killing intent, the others retreated to the side under the leadership of the leader realm. Even the pink woman who was still lying on the ground was hugged by the ground and stepped back together.

Otherwise, the aftermath of this battle alone will make everyone else present except for the terrain jump.

Nangong Fan can control his own energy, but when two spiritual powers belonging to different people collide, he can only be helpless.

He staggered back in the back, each step stepping the floor out of a deep cavern that loomed into the room below.

Pu Haitao's whole person fell back to the position where he was before he shot at a faster speed, and wisps of sharp luster burst out between his body.

Although he was blocked by his fists, the sharp sword intent still completely enveloped him, and he was now venting these sticky sword intents.

Just look at this blow, the two of them are half a pound.

Pu Haitao's pupils flickered, and he was more vigilant and dignified.

He had already discovered that Nangong Fan's offensive was even stronger than him, but it was much worse in other aspects.

This is a freak who focuses all his talent points on attack.

It was also this fight that Pu Haitao had some kind of guess about Nangong Fan's identity.

This guy should be a freak from the Sword God Continent. Although he had never been to the more xenophobic continent, he had heard about it.

There was a slight pain in my heart, why did I get into trouble with those crazy people?

Nangong Fan stepped back and unloaded all the strength on his body, since he had already fought each other, he would no longer think about those nonsense.

Almost as soon as he stabilized his body, he rose into the sky again, and the sword on the long sword was swallowed.

The sword aura swirled around the body, and the whole person seemed to turn into a sharp divine sword, cutting the heavens and the earth, and breaking the sky.

"Well done. ”

Pu Haitao's long hair was scattered, like a mad demon, with one claw swinging down, and five golden rays were revealed from his fingertips.

Sharp gold!

The tip of the needle is against the wheat mang, and Mars hits the earth.

"Bang dang. ”

Fierce collisions exploded.

In the smoke and dust, a black shadow could be faintly seen staggering back.

But a terrifying momentum in the field is still blooming.

Nangong Fan relied on his strong physique as a body cultivator, ignored the sharp mangs hovering around his body, and continued to attack.

Pu Haitao's pupils flickered, his retreating body paused, and he raised his fist and blasted forward.

He was depressed in his heart, how could such a consummate Xuan Realm seem to be even more arrogant than his mid-level realm. took the lead in using a desperate style of play.

In the eyes of ordinary spiritual cultivators, only when they are desperate, will they have countless stirring spiritual powers and keep attacking.

In other words, using one's own spiritual power to resist all this is just an increase in consumption.

He didn't know that although the aftermath was powerful to Nangong Fan, it was not enough.

If you are physically strong, you can do whatever you want.

This is also the reason why most Tianjiao, when they choose another path to complement each other, it is generally because of the dual cultivation of the spirit and the body.

In between, not only does it increase its own endurance, but when facing some extreme environments, a strong physique also brings stronger adaptability and vitality.

Nangong Fan is extremely aware of his strengths and weaknesses, his body is full of spiritual power, and ordinary spiritual cultivation of the same level cannot be compared with him at all, even Xia Wan with the "Affectionate Taoist Codex" is more than inferior.

But at this moment, he is facing a mid-level realm, which is not only a gap between the two orders, but also the great realm of the Xuan Realm and the Earth Realm.

Every great realm is a qualitative leap.

All of Nangong Fan's advantages were just offsetting the gap in this great realm, which was a step stronger than the ordinary beginner-level realm, and there was still a distance compared to the middle-level realm.

He can have today's combat power, and when he holds the Black Dragon Sword, he is one step closer to reaching the physical strength of the Earth Realm Combat Power, and the sword intent is sharp and strong.

But this is only comparable to the weakest mid-tier realm. Coupled with the peerless sword moves of the Sword Codex, he was able to reach his current level.

None of these conditions are indispensable.

has been using sword moves, his consumption is quite huge, and the spiritual power in his body is much less than Pu Haitao.

As a result, Nangong Fan is just a fast gunner, and he must fight quickly. Before the spiritual power is consumed, either the winner is divided, or the escape is lost.

"Refreshing!"

Nangong Fan looked up to the sky and roared. The short hair on the top of his head stood on end, and this was the most comfortable battle after his spiritual power broke through to perfection.

It's good enough to be evenly matched. No one wants to be directly crushed by a freak like Wang Haicheng Turtle if they are fine.

In a short period of time, the two have fought no less than 100 times.

Under the constant bombardment of the spiritual power of the mid-level realm, Nangong Fan was like a piece of divine iron, which was undergoing thousands of tempers and wanted to turn into a divine sword. I only felt that all my flesh and blood trembled, and I couldn't wait to keep fighting like this.

He even suspected that after a few days and nights like this, he would be able to break through to the strong tendon stage in one fell swoop even if he didn't use the holy medicine.

As long as his physique breaks through, Nangong Fan will be sure to overwhelm all the mid-level realms and reach a level comparable to that of the high-level. If you get the gift of heaven and earth in this, and derive real supernatural powers, as long as it is attacking, even if it is enough to threaten the peak.

It's a pity that now that he is in the game, Nangong Fan doesn't dare to act so recklessly.

Regardless of whether the game is against themselves or the Tigers, when both of them are exhausted, it must be the time for the people behind the scenes to make a move.

Nangong Fan looks menacing now, but in fact, he still wants to find an opportunity to slip away in his heart.

And before slipping away, at least Pu Haitao had to be beaten to make him jealous, so that he would not stick up quickly under the traction of the qi engine.

Of course, there is also Nangong Fan's own thoughts, although he is more murderous towards the person he uses to lay out, but he does not have the slightest intention of "the enemy of the enemy is a friend" for Pu Haitao. With all his strength exploding, repairing him severely can be regarded as satisfying his own wishes.

Thinking of this, Nangong Fan's sword move changed, and the sword qi surrounding his body swam forward like a fish, all of which were blessed on the black dragon sword together.

The sword intent was even more vigorous, and before he could make a move, he slashed the void around him.

At this time, the entire attic kept writhing, and the sound of "squeaking" was heard in all directions.

Two mid-tier realm combat forces are fighting. Even if you try your best to confine your power to the time of confrontation, in order to seek more terrifying power. But under the aftermath, this is just an attic built of ordinary spirit wood, although it is protected by the formation laid by the Tiger Gang, but it is overwhelming after all.

At this point, it's going to collapse!

The Xuanjing cultivators scrambled out of the attic one by one.

And the two still don't care, the sky is not far from the same for them.

Now the two have their own thoughts, but there is only each other in their eyes.

Although Pu Haitao was almost out of breath by Nangong Fan's continuous offensive, there was nothing serious on his body except for a few blood marks.

It seems that with this kind of intensity of offensive, he will have no problem holding on for a few more hours.

The two confronted each other.

Nangong Fan gathered momentum again, the sword intent around his body was surrounded, and the whole person was in a haze, like an immortal standing in the clouds, looking like a dream.

Pu Haitao rarely has free time, and he is also happy. It's just that he can't be completely idle, his palms rotate slightly, the golden light blooms, and there is a faint sound of wind whistling.

The wind is from the tiger, and the cloud is from the dragon.

It's a real battle for the dragon.

The scene fell silent all of a sudden, except for the "squeak" sound of the wood squeezing slowly.

The four eyes met, and no one made an easy move. It seems that they are all trying to find flaws in each other, in order to break the enemy with one blow.

"Boom. ”

The attic eventually collapsed.

By the time the two of them were confronted, its pillars had been completely shattered.

Smoggy.

The collapse of a three-storey, nearly 20-meter-high house can be imagined.

"The regular army is coming. Pu Haitao's heart flashed, and he also had the idea of a quick solution.

It's just that someone moves faster than him.

Nangong Fan, who had been prepared for a long time, moved the moment the smoke and dust exploded.

With the blessing of sword qi, the sharp mangs are a meter long. Just a simple sword move forward, it seems to completely tear the heavens and the earth apart.

Angry bullfighting, sword intent and realm are perfectly intertwined. The sword intent seemed to have been sublimated in it, and the five meters of his body were all surrounded by a faint luster.

"Die!"

Nangong Fan roared angrily, and before he could get close to Pu Haitao, he slashed the black dragon sword forward.

The sword intent that permeated the surroundings kept flowing, and the sound of sword chanting resounded, rippling with a joyful atmosphere.

It seems that I am happy to finally have a place to vent, and I don't need to trigger it at all, so I follow the guidance of the black dragon sword and rush forward like a wave.

"The sword intent is like the sea, and the sea strikes the sky. ”

After truly reaching the combat power of the realm, Nangong Fan was finally able to use the sword intent flexibly by borrowing the moves in the sword codex, and it was no longer simply blessed with spiritual power to improve the sharpness.

The long sword stabbed straight ahead, and the flying rainbow pierced the long sky.

Fast, accurate, and ruthless, everything is available.

The smoke and dust seemed to have completely annihilated underneath it.

Under the traction of the qi engine, Pu Haitao reacted immediately, his palm became a claw, and a ball of light loomed under the claw.

Before he saw Nangong Fan's figure from the smoke and dust, he felt an extremely sharp aura approaching his body, his hair stood on end, and the illusion of a catastrophe was faintly born in his heart.

This is a threat of death.

Pu Haitao's pupils flashed with a hint of nostalgia, since he broke through the realm and became a dog under some people, he hadn't felt this smell for a long time.

Soon, the calm eyes were dyed with a layer of blood under this strong stimulus, and a touch of bestiality was looming in the middle.

"Roar!"

A tiger roared, blowing away smoke and dust, and violent coercion came to the audience.

Pu Haitao's pupils flashed blood-colored, and the whole person jumped up, and the ball of light between his palms moved at the same time, cutting through the void and soaring into the sky.

It seems that the Tiger King is really coming, and his every move is full of might.

The pupils of the other monks who had long avoided glowed, and they knew that the strongest blow of the two was coming, and they couldn't help but look forward to it.

Of course, what they are looking forward to is the meaning of the realm that Pu Haitao bloomed when he made a move, in order to gain some understanding from it.

As for what Nangong Fan showed, although they could understand it, they were even more confused in their hearts. This made them immediately understand that this was not their ability to steal a teacher with just three or two eyes. It is better to study the meaning of the landscape honestly, and it is more likely to succeed.

Jianghu people are extremely realistic and know how to get the most benefits for themselves.

Nangong Fan's sword slashed across the long sky, and the black lines moved with the long sword. Wherever the sword is, it spreads.

Stretching for dozens of meters, it seems that the sky is crying.

"Boom. ”

The golden luster flickered, and a fiery red light rippled out.

The ball is shattered!

A figure revealed in the light, covered in strips of cloth, revealing the scaly black armor underneath.

It's like a god of war coming out of a brilliant epic.