"So vicious!"

Han Yue saw Ji Fan's right arm, and the colorful poison continued to spread, and he didn't know whether to say that Tang Lu of Ten Thousand Poison Peak was despicable.

"What's that?"

It was the first time that many people found that Ji Fan was tied to his wrists with a bitten Qianjun cold chain.

"Boom!boom!boom~~~"

Although Qianjunhan's iron chain was broken, it was still extremely heavy, falling from mid-air to the ground, and even stirred up a puff of stone explosion, and the strength and energy continued to impact out.

"This kid didn't just carry Qianjun Mountain on his back, did he also carry this kind of thing? Looking at the weight of this thing, it seems that it has been stacked with several gravity refining patterns, and it is not much lighter than the weight of Qianjun Mountain!"

"Whew!Whew~~~"

Ji Fan stood on the Xuanyin platform panting, but his expression was expressionless, and he continued to use Fan Gu Spiritual Breath to fight against the colorful poison.

Do you want to resent Tang Lu of Ten Thousand Poison Peak? Ji Fan only blamed himself for being too negligent.

It was only at this time that the colored light that shot Ji Fan turned back in front of Tang Lu in mid-air, turning into a long sword with many serpentine protrusions.

"Ji Fan, I'll kill you. ”

Tang Lu, who bent his arms and gradually stretched out, seemed to have the temper of the eldest lady, and said in a hoarse and hateful voice.

"Bright Sun Sword Technique!"

Tang Lu's beaten and bent arms were forcibly twisted like steel, and his hands began to form mysterious sword marks.

"Whoosh~~~"

The snake sword was led by Tang Lu, and it rose into the sky and disappeared in the direction of her direction.

"The sword technique of the Blazing Ancient Sect, it seems that she has her back to the Bright Sun, and she has long wanted to use this Shining Sun Sword Technique!" Ji Fan also has this Blazing Ancient Sect's sword technique, but unfortunately it is not the whole part, but the first four layers.

"Takashi ~~~"

The celestial phenomena changed, and the brilliance of the bright sun seemed to be attracted by the colored snake sword, and the wisps gathered towards the colored snake sword, and there was a great tendency to form the sword pillar of the bright sun.

"Tang Lu, what are you going to do?"

The senior brother of the Ten Thousand Poison Peak has already regained consciousness, he seems to have been beaten by Ji Fan's strong elbows, but he has only been dispersed by the protective spiritual breath, and he has not been seriously injured.

Ren Yan, the senior brother of Wan Poison Peak, could think that it was Ji Fan's subordinates who showed mercy, which gave rise to the meaning that the situation had taken a turn for the worse and wanted to stop the junior sister.

However, except for Ren Yan and the other three Ten Thousand Poison Peak disciples who had recovered, no one in the sect called for a stop to this competition.

In Ji Fan's opinion, the Yaoyang Sword Technique is certainly mysterious, but Tang Lu is only a cultivation at the peak of Qi refining, no matter how profound the cultivation background is, the sword technique that can be used will not break through the ground, the important thing is the snake sword.

"It's easy to bite through the Qianjun cold chain to tie my wrist, it's probably an ancient treasure, if I don't raise my hand and tie my wrist against it, I'm afraid it will shoot through my right chest!" Ji Fan's right arm drooped and was filled with poisonous light bubbles, and the pain of this corrosion was extremely intense.

"The Great Crisis!"

Just to fight against the corrosive spread of color poison, Ji Fan was already quite struggling, coupled with the abnormal changes in the sky, the wisps of Bright Sunshine gathered towards the colored snake sword, and gradually formed the Bright Sun Sword Pillar.

"Whew~~~"

Ji Fan gasped, and his left arm was also lowered, forming a homomorphic state with his drooping right arm.

"Chaos of the Ancients!"

Ji Fan's entire body and arms began to vibrate, and a Mortal Ancient Silk Lingyuan erupted.

"Buzz~~~"

A fierce pulsating sensation came from Ji Fan's body, and he saw that his body quickly distorted, turning into an expanded Van Gu entwined silk light.

"Futu has no phase!"

The incomparable form of the floating slaughter was prompted by Ji Fan, and the extreme he was now sharpening made the light that shook and distorted skyrocketed again.

"Sweep the clouds and cover the sun!"

At the moment of crisis, Ji Fan finally unearthed his own magical powers.

In the midst of the wind and clouds, everyone on the periphery of Xuanyin Terrace couldn't help but gasp when they saw Ji Fan's huge figure revealed.

Ji Fan, who is ten feet tall, has broken his wide-sleeved robe, leaving only a pair of red silk shorts and the wool boots worn by his feet.

The Qianjun cold iron locks on the left wrist and both ankles were also magnified, and they were not exploded.

"Buzz~~~"

Ji Fan just clenched his right arm into a fist, revealing a strong power fluctuation of tearing energy.

The color was fiercely poisoned, and when he clenched his fists, he was forced out by the raging and surging Fan Gu Spirit Breath.

The first-class colored poison, which was deep and visible along Ji Fan's right forearm, flowed on the Xuanyin platform at his feet, emitting corrosive poisonous smoke.

"Demon God Battle Axe. ”

Ji Fan didn't know about the little axe, it was called the Kaishan Demon Axe by some people, and he gave the little axe this name because the young man of the Star Diamond Body had prompted the demon god phantom of the battle axe.

"Woo~~~"

The five fingers of Ji Fan's left hand fluctuated, and as soon as the small axe was released from the Qianjun ring, it exuded a very heavy weight aura, but the axe body was too small compared to Ji Fan's supernatural body.

"It turned out to be a supernatural power!"

The female deacon of the Tibetan Scripture Peak, who was watching the battle on the edge of the Xuanyin Terrace, saw with her own eyes not long ago that Ji Fan walked into the Tibetan Scripture Cave to comprehend the supernatural powers.

"This is going to be a treasure fight......"

Sensing Ji Fan's extremely cautious aura of strength, a man in a brocade robe in the Lingsha Dynasty couldn't help but be shocked by the Xuanyin Sect's Soul Cultivation Peak, and really cultivated a monster that attacked the Great War of the Hundred Sects.

"Lower the pillar of the sword!"

An old woman of the Blazing Ancient Sect sensed that Ji Fan's momentum and strength were still rising, and hurriedly said to Tang Lu, who was becoming more and more difficult to urge the sword technique handprint in midair.

"The second form of the ancient treasure, the ancient solution. ”

Ji Fan's giant hand grabbed the small axe, and the explosive Fan Gu Spirit breath poured into the axe.

"Takashi ~~~"

The dotted Yang Yao refining pattern appeared in the small axe, boiling and bright and could not be looked at directly.

The majestic Gu Wei, as the small axe was magnified and released, the heavy ripples even made the vast Xuanyin Platform solidify.

"Chaos Hammer Method!"

Ji Fan's figure of sweeping the clouds and covering the sun, holding an extremely thick blood copper battle axe, actually used the hammer method to drive the giant axe, and waved the axe shadow on the Xuanyin platform.

"This is a killing situation, or it won't work!"

Seeing Ji Fan's terrifying figure, the shadow of the Dao axe that he swung did not dissipate, and Miao Han, who was swept by the weight of the wind in the blood Luo Peak, recalled the battle in the martial arts arena in the Yin Capital City.

Compared with the Hundred Stacks of Haoyang at the time of the Great Tao Killing, as well as the Ascending Dragon Slash, Ji Fan's magical power at this time to urge the ancient treasure was really terrifying.

"Blazing Ancient!"

In the process of the girl's difficult sealing, the snake sword absorbed enough dazzling sunlight to drive the sword pillar to shoot down from the bright sun.

"Hold it back. ”

One after another, the chaotic shadow axes quickly merged with his physical body in the vibration of Ji Fan's huge body.

The brilliance of the giant axe's blade became more and more dazzling, like the sun cracking the sky.

"A hundred stacks open the sky!"

Ji Fan's figure that covered the clouds and the sun, and finally blended with the movements of the figures swinging the axe, twisting his body and charging it extremely fully, swinging the giant axe like a sword pillar rushing down from the sky, pulling out an axe light that rushed backwards into the sky.

"Boom~~~"

As soon as the axe light came into contact with the sword pillar, it cut into the sword pillar, causing a shocking explosion, and the rolling yang explosion surged wildly, blasting Tang Lu's colorful light body in mid-air into the air.

Even the snake sword, which had absorbed the power of the sun, was engulfed in axe light and explosions.

"Buzz~~~"

The rows of shocking waves made it difficult for the low-level monks around the Xuanyin Platform to gain a foothold, and they were all lined up upside down, and the supernatural body that Ji Fan had exerted began to converge rapidly.

"Poof~~~"

Ji Fan's meridians were damaged, and many muscles and muscles on his body also made a gurgling and painful breaking sound, and finally couldn't help but spew out a mouthful of reverse blood.

The battle axe, which followed Ji Fan's shrinking size, was included in the Qianjun ring.

Ji Fan, whose breath was weakened, took advantage of the whining wind and the surging wind to observe the surrounding situation, and while observing the surrounding situation, he took out thick-legged trousers and a wide robe and put them on.

Ji Fan was covered in blood, and soon dyed the robe and trousers that were raging red.

On the periphery of the Xuanyin Terrace, the venerable heads of the major sects used their means one after another to stabilize the low-level disciples who were swept away.

I saw the elegant first seat of the Yin Demon Peak, with a light-splitting sword mark formed with both hands, and the body was covered with a soft sword light, which successively wrapped everyone in the Ji clan.

The old woman of the Danxia Sect opened the Danxia Sect and released the Danxia Treasure Light, suppressing some low-level disciples of the Danxia Sect in the Treasure Light.

The woman of the Hehuan Sect shook her cuffs, and the red thread was entangled, tying up a female disciple with insufficient ability.

Although the peak base of Xuanyin Terrace was extremely vast, it still looked extremely chaotic under the rolling explosion in the sky.

All kinds of treasure light and spiritual power flickered, and the disciples of the major sects who were able to stand firmly on the Xuanyin platform on their own set their eyes on Ji Fan, who was stained with blood-stained robes.

The old woman of the Blazing Ancient Sect rushed into the yang explosion that drowned Tang Lu and reflexively brought her out.

Because of being blasted by the rolling yang, the girl was covered in poison, and finally cracks appeared and she temporarily lost consciousness.

"Humph!"

The man named Wu Hao from Ling Gangzong showed a sneer at Ji Fan in the Xuanyin Terrace, and he did not hide his battle intent at all.

"This disciple of the Xuanyin Sect is terrifying!" The fat young man of the Black Demon Sect couldn't help but be secretly afraid when he thought that he almost didn't make a move on Ji Fan on the Lead-in Peak.

What made the fat young man of the Black Demon Sect sigh the most was that Ji Fan was drunk by him, but he chose to back down despite his great strength.

Qiu Tu, a disciple of the dark vein of the Xuanyin Sect wearing a mask, looked at Ji Fan, who was standing in blood in the Xuanyin Stage, and thought of what Yin Bao'er of the Hehuan Sect said.

"He was there at the time, but then he seems to have disappeared. ”

It was the first time that Qiu Tu suspected that it was not he who touched the arrogant battle flag.

"Master, I've won. ”

On the Xuanyin Terrace, where the turmoil and the wind gradually calmed down, Ji Fan walked with difficulty to the young woman in the plain skirt who had received the black water curtain, and knelt on the ground to thank Ning Anyuan for her kindness.

"Good victory, Xiao Fan, the sect and the Soul Raising Peak are proud of you, and the master is also proud of you. The young woman in the plain skirt had tears in her eyes, and helped Ji Fan, who was covered in blood and looking lonely, up.

"This kid~~~ Mu Huaisheng, the only thing you have done right for so many years is probably to cultivate such a disciple, those senior brothers who died in the ancient road for you to survive, if they knew, they should also be blind. "The old woman of the blood Luo Peak has always had a prejudice against Mu Huaisheng, but at this moment, she couldn't help but leave tears.

I'm afraid that before this, no one would have thought that a lonely young man who had been in the Xuanyin Sect for seven years would be proud of his blood grinding his mortal heart and once standing on the Xuanyin platform.

From Ji Fan's bloody, endured heavy pain, and still had no expression, some of the elders of the major sects could somewhat guess how resolute this young man's heart was, and how painful he had to endure to get to this point.