The aura between heaven and earth was surging and condensed, all gathered on the tip of Fan Kuan's knife, as if it was a point of condensation, this move seemed to be somewhat the same as the gathering technique of the cultivator in the early days, but it was a little different.

It is very easy to gather a little power, but it is a little difficult to gather a little aura and send it.

Yan Chou frowned, his expression was solemn, and without the slightest hesitation, he stepped on the saddle and jumped up, like a vigorous cheetah, or a snake catcher in the sky, leaping towards Fan Kuan.

It seemed that because Yan Chou's kick was too strong, the horse let out an angry and painful wail, and his expression was a little aggrieved.

And Yan Chou, who jumped into the air, raised the long knife in his hand and spun it quickly, like a propeller formed by a bamboo dragonfly flying and spinning.

A sword bloomed into a snow-white flower, a bit like jasmine, growing on the top of Yan Chou's head, moving with Yan Chou's movements.

Just when he was close to Fan Kuan, the long knife in Yan Chou's hand suddenly slashed down, rolling the huge white flower, as if a jasmine flower was about to fall down and engulf Fan Kuan.

At the same time, Fan Kuan's long knife tilted down to the left, and then raised it again, which was a knife technique of first teasing and then slashing.

But the land around his feet seemed to feel the pressure like a mountain, constantly cracking and sinking, and with the sinking of this piece of land, Fan Kuan was also sinking.

Therefore, the ugly knife must be cut even lower.

That flower, because of the change in trajectory, was deformed and a little distorted, and the killing intent, which was originally very beautiful, looked a little weird and hideous, which was also in line with the murderous battle at this time.

When Fan Kuan swung his broadsword upwards and slashed away, a majestic force cut through the air and aura above his head.

Yan Chou looked at the oncoming knife, his pupils suddenly dilated, he felt the illusion that this knife could open the mountain?

The distorted huge white flower fell and smashed on Fan Kuan's knife, but such a powerful knife qi actually condensed into a dot, cutting the words on the huge white flower alive.

The piercing aura impact and b-sound were not loud noises, but stretched into a long noise, which shook the people around them almost deaf.

In just an instant, the twisted huge white flower was cut alive by the broadknife like cutting tofu, and then continued to scatter to the surrounding ground, and pieces of white petals continued to fall, and then turned into a little light dust, and disappeared into the wind.

In the end, Yan Chou's long knife and Fan Kuan's broad knife finally collided together, and after a series of aura impacts, there was a thunderous metal impact.

Waves of qi spread out one after another, spreading along the surroundings, and the earth cracked countless times, and dust flew up.

Both Yan Chou and Fan Kuan flew out upside down, their arms trembling.

However, Fan Kuan was trembling even more, his face was pale, and his lips were shaking, it was conceivable that if he hadn't held it strongly, he might not have been able to hold this broadsword.

Yan Chou, on the other hand, was not too serious, but he was only affected by the aftershocks of the huge impact force, and it took a while to fully recover, but the blow just now was a bit too big for his consumption.

According to the general situation, Fan Kuan, a cultivator, should have been killed by him a long time ago, but the other party was not only not dead, but also able to hold the broadsword.

Flying a long distance, Yan Chou finally landed on the ground, staggered back several steps, and finally stood firm.

When he had just stepped backwards, every step on the ground cracked and dusted up one after another, and you can imagine the force of the impact he was bearing.

Fan Kuan's situation was much worse than Yan Chou's, every time he took a step back, the blood in his mouth would overflow, and finally splashed on the ground, and every step back under his feet, just like Yan Chou had just done, the earth began to crack and sink rapidly.

In the end, when Fan Kuan stood firm, his face was as pale as a piece of white paper, and the broadsword in his hand was unstable, so he simply inserted it into the dirt.

The pestle and broadsword barely supported his rickety, tall and mountain-like body.

Yan Chou gasped for a while, smiled contemptuously, and said loudly: "You are very good, but you still have to die under my knife and be reincarnated in the next life, remember not to choose the wrong path." ”

Just as the last word of his sentence was finished, Yan Chou took a deep breath, clenched the long knife in his hand, and then stepped forward, galloping out in an instant, like a galloping wind.

His long knife dragged the ground as it walked, and it dragged out a long spark, and those sparks gradually became a line as they moved in height, a line made of countless sparks.

Because the sparks dragged out by the long knife were a little dense, this line seemed a little thick, and in the hazy dust splashed up, it was like a dragon covered in fire.

And at the end of the line of fire, the body of Yan Chou's long knife is also a bit like a dragon's head, but this dragon is a little too small after all.

But now that Fan Kuan is at the end of his strong crossbow, no matter how small the dragon is, he can pounce on him, open his bloody mouth and bite his throat, and then kill him.

But Fan Kuan was not afraid, his heart was like water, but he had some regrets, after all, he couldn't give Lord Fu Bang a long face, and he died on this battlefield before he could make meritorious contributions.

If he could be half as strong as General Ji Yu, how good it would be!

At this moment, Fu Bang touched the three knives behind his back, the corners of his lips rose slightly, and then he jumped up, like a bird that swooped towards the sea of clouds in the sky.

However, when he reached a certain height, he began to fall down in a leaning manner, heading towards Fan Kuan.

At this moment, his mind moved, and three knives were unsheathed at the same time, and the crisp sound of knives came from the high sky.

The three cold blades, under the condition of violent friction with the air and aura, actually burned, just like the brilliance of three meteorites, gradually fused together, and fell straight down.

Yan Chou also noticed the changes in the sky, so he held the hand of the long knife and stepped up a little force, this time his target was no longer Fan Kuan, who was easy to kill and was already at the end of the crossbow.

Instead, it fell from the sky like a huge, flaming meteorite.

The meteorite is within reach, it is not a meteorite, but three knives burning with flames, and Fu Bang didn't hold any of the three knives, he just held his hands behind his back, and the three knives moved with his thoughts.

This already shows that he has entered the Armor Realm, and even the Foundation Building Realm.

Without the slightest hesitation or pause, the three knives smashed directly on Yan Chou's long knife, making an incomparably sharp metal impact, as if it was about to pierce the eardrums of the people watching the battle around them.

Yan Chou had never received three knives that were so strong and so sharp.

He had never felt for a moment that his long knife and strength were so fragile, like rootless duckweed and catkins, which would perish at the slightest storm.

The sharp metal impact stopped abruptly, and Yan Chou rushed backwards like a bull, with smoke and dust billowing all the way, and the earth shattered.

He didn't want to do this, but the huge impact force made him have to do this.

The aura spread out to all sides through the impact, forming a huge shockwave that caused the earth to shatter in a radius of ten feet.

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