"Bang!!"

In the sky, two attacks converged, and the indescribable terrifying power turned into a shock wave and swept in all directions.

A lot of people have gone backwards.

"Whoa!"

At this time, Song Chuan and Meng Han in the sky were against the shock wave, like dragons going upstream, killing together again!

"Break the mountains and rivers!"

The pitch-black giant sword in Song Chuan's hand was raised, and it slashed at Meng Han, and the powerful sword light seemed to break the heavens and the earth.

And Meng Han's figure flashed suddenly, like a golden cicada coming out of its shell, leaving an afterimage in the same place, and the real body had already come to Song Chuan's side, his right hand clenched into a fist, the red light condensed, and a punch burst out!

"Bell!!"

At the critical moment, Song Chuan's arms swelled suddenly, and the giant sword in his hand drew a semi-circular arc, which actually blocked the punch.

But even so, this terrifying fist force also made the giant sword in his hand tremble violently, and the concussive force seemed to tear the tiger's mouth apart, he immediately made a decision, directly threw the giant sword in his hand into the air, and then clenched his right hand into a fist and hit Meng Han.

"Buzz!" After the giant sword got out of his hand, it trembled violently in the air, and the sword god was almost twisted, releasing the concussive power of Meng Han's punch, and at this time, the two were already in close combat!

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Almost instantly, the two of them punched each other several times, and the powerful force produced layers of shock waves, like a stormy wave rolling in all directions!

"What a terrible power!"

"Does that Meng Han want to go against the sky, he can compete with Song Chuan for strength, you know, Song Chuan himself is a power-type Tianjiao!"

"Yes, Song Chuan has used a heavy sword since he was a child, and his physical strength is second to none among the Eight Heavenly Pride, this Meng Han is not inferior at all, it's really amazing!"

Everyone below was amazed, and even Yang Di and other Tianjiao also showed a look of surprise - this person is really not simple!

"Here comes the sword!!"

In the sky, Song Chuan suddenly roared, and suddenly, the spinning pitch-black giant sword above his head trembled, and flew into his hand again At this time, the concussive force of the sword body was completely released, and there was no feeling of pricking his hand when he picked it up.

"Slash!!"

He picked up the giant sword and slashed at Meng Han, this sword is extremely fast, the edge is heavy, and it can break the river!

"Danger!"

Many people's faces changed drastically, as if they had substituted themselves in Meng Han's position, and they sweated hard.

This sword can kill people!

"Brother Meng!" Bu Fan roared, his eyes bloomed with a fierce light, and the majestic power in his body was about to explode.

But at this moment, everyone's eyes widened.

I saw that high in the air, Meng Han stood quietly in place, and Song Chuan's majestic giant sword actually stopped half a meter above his head, and he couldn't cut it down!

"Click, click!"

Above Meng Han's head, there was a transparent light curtain, like glass, without any color, but indestructible, even Song Chuan's giant sword only made it bloom a few white fine cracks, like rime.

"This ...... What is this?"

"What a terrible defense!"

"Song Chuan's giant sword can't be broken, what a rebellion this must be! Song Chuan's frontal attack power is difficult for the other seven Tianjiao to resist!"

Many people exclaimed, this Meng Han, there are too many surprises for them, and the strength is amazing, what's the matter with this terrifying defense?

"Mental Power ......"

Yang Di frowned, his eyes showed a solemn look for the first time, the martial artist has more or less spiritual power, and it improves with the realm, but the spiritual power in the Tenglong Realm is so strong, he is still the first time to see it!

Zhao Wushu's mental power is also very strong, which seems to be related to his intention to be at night, but it still can't reach the level of Meng Han.

A spiritual power shield can block Song Chuan, how terrifying is this, and ...... What if you attack with this force?

"Mountains and rivers slash, triple superposition!"

At this moment, Song Chuan roared, a bright light shot out of his eyes, and a huge dragon shadow swirled out and injected into the giant sword, and then the giant sword suddenly shone brightly, and it seemed that the three shadows overlapped together!

"Click...... Boom!"

On top of the spiritual power shield, the crack spread rapidly, and then the entire shield collapsed like a bullet of glass!

The giant sword continued to slash, but Meng Han's figure flashed, directly turning into more than a dozen, and instantly appeared in all directions.

"Boom!"

The sword slashed into the air, and the sword light fell on the ground, directly splitting a small hill, causing a two-meter-wide pitch-black crack!

At this time, more than a dozen figures of Meng Han had already surrounded Song Chuan.

"Phantom clones?"

Song Chuan frowned slightly, then the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer, and the giant sword in his hand was fiercely grasped, sweeping a huge arc with a diameter of two hundred meters in the air, encompassing all the figures!

"Puff puff!"

One by one, the clones dissipated, and at this moment, Meng Han's voice sounded behind him.

"You're too slow. ”

As soon as Song Chuan's pupils shrank, the giant sword was about to swing out backwards, but Meng Han directly punched his wrist, and the huge force made the giant sword come out of his hand and flip over his head.

"Here comes the sword!"

Song Chuan's face changed drastically, and he was about to summon the giant sword, which seemed to be connected to him, trembling and about to fly back into his hand.

"Fart!" At this moment, Meng Han supported his shoulder with his right hand, and the whole person turned over, and his right foot crossed an arc and kicked the sword body.

"Woo woo ......" the giant sword let out a mournful roar, and then violently trembled and flew into the distance, smashing directly into a hill, splashing a large cloud of smoke and dust.

"You!" Song Chuan gritted his teeth, turned around and punched out, smashing into Meng Han, who was propped up on his shoulder.

"Bang!"

Meng Han resisted with his left hand, and then his entire body flew out upside down with this force, flying out dozens of meters.

Seeing this, Song Chuan stepped into the void with his right foot, and was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but the next moment, he directly hit a transparent barrier.

"Boom!"

The impact of the speed shook his head hard, and a sharp pain came, and he was a little dizzy.

He quickly backed away, but the back of his head hit a barrier again, and his pupils contracted.

All around, there was a barrier above his head, to be precise, he had been wrapped in a transparent sphere......

"I don't believe that you can break my spiritual power barrier without a giant sword. Meng Han stood opposite, his hands clasped in front of his chest, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a touch of confidence.

"Hey, the general trend has gone......" In the distance, Yang Di sighed.

The solidity of the spiritual power barrier is obvious to all, and Song Chuan, who has lost the giant sword, wants to break it with brute force, it is almost impossible.

Song Chuan's face in the sphere of "......" changed violently, and finally sighed helplessly: "You won this battle." ”

Wow!

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar.

Song Chuan, defeated.

Defeated at the hands of an unknown man!

Although they had seen Meng Han's strength before, now that they really saw Song Chuan's defeat, their hearts were still shocked!

That's one of the Eight Heavenly Pride!

"When I say it, I'm not going to trouble him. Song Chuan said in a deep voice, then turned around and flew into the distance.

"Song Chuan and I are both strength types, and our attack methods are similar, so I don't have to fight...... You win this time. Tie Hong sighed, although he was a little unwilling, he could only give up.

As for the tokens...... Grab it!

There are not many people who own tokens.

"Are we alright?" several people from the Ancient Sword Dynasty breathed a sigh of relief and patted their chests for the rest of their lives.

But at this moment, a calm voice sounded.

"They don't represent me. ”

I saw Yang Di slowly step out, and a dark red flame spread out, turning into a huge flame red lotus in the air.

"This battle ...... Inevitably!"