Yu Wenjun's eyes were like electricity, gloomy like a ghost.

Step by step, the violent aura on his body was released.

Not only that, but the power of his soul spread out.

Ning Fan felt that there was an ocean in front of him, a sea, and the waves in the sea were monstrous, turning the sky upside down.

And he was in the middle of the sea, a small boat.

Yuwenjun stepped step by step, and the waves were higher and higher.

Endless coercion, like a mountain, constantly invaded and suppressed Ning Fan.

Burst.

Ning Fan's cheeks suddenly turned red, and a mouthful of blood spurted from the corner of his mouth.

He took a few steps backwards, his body shaking.

The veins on his forehead came out.

The Sword Pill and the Sword Yuan realm, even if it is only a small level gap, is a world of difference.

At the sword element level, it's just that the sword qi becomes a flowing water form, flowing in the body.

But the sword pill level is the essence of the whole body, dissolved in a pill, and this kind of attack power is not comparable to Jian Yuan at all.

Every attack at the Sword Pill level, every aura, is dozens or hundreds of times that of the Sword Yuan level.

In the face of the sword pill level, the sword yuan monk, if he can run, he will run, of course, the premise is that he can run away.

A lot of people can't run away.

There is only one dead end.

"Serve ...... Not convinced?"

What Yuwenjun wants is for Ning Fan to surrender.

So his face was gloomy and cold, and he took it one step at a time.

Ning Fan has no way to retreat.

"Senior brother, admit defeat. ”

"In this way, you will die. ”

Liu Qingsong was extremely worried on the side, and shouted and persuaded Ning Fan.

Ning Fan suddenly laughed.

"I ...... Defy. ”

"I, Ning Fan, will not obey you Yuwenjun if I serve anyone. ”

Ning Fan gritted his teeth, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Bloodstained Sword, come. ”

Ning Fan shouted, and the bloodstained sword hummed and trembled.

Levitated in front of him.

Ning Fan stretched out his hand and used all his strength to grasp the hilt of the blood-stained sword.

"Today, I am not convinced. ”

"Can you take it?"

Ning Fan grinned, extremely miserable.

The bloodstained sword seemed to sense the voice of its master's heart, and it hummed and trembled, and it was magnificent.

"Haha, good sword, good sword. ”

"Sword, sixteen, imprisoned. ”

"Sword, Seventeen, who fights?"

"Canglong struck. ”

Ning Fan's sword qi all over his body rose into the sky, turning into light and shadow, and rushed towards Yuwen Jun.

Rise.

When the sixteen sword qi exerted the power of imprisonment, the seventeen sword qi soared into the sky.

A blue dragon, a pale golden blue dragon condensed by sword qi.

In an instant, he moved with Ning Fan.

The bloodstained sword and Ning Fan's scarlet eyes suddenly became Canglong's eyes.

Indomitable.

Even if he dies, he will not accept it.

Because, today, we must fight.

Because, today, he, Yuwen Army, wants to abolish his cultivation.

Why?

My life is up to me.

Even if there is the last chance of it, I will fight for it.

Because I am Ning Fan, I want to be the king of the world, my life, I will dominate.

Do you want to abolish me?

No, absolutely not!

Knowing that there was no hope of escaping, Yuwen Jun had made up his mind to kill, and the other party was still a sword pill monk.

Ning Fan can only fight, and he can only fight.

Instead of being beaten passively, it is better to take the initiative.

Ning Fan's blow was issued, the sky cried, the surrounding wind and clouds changed, and on the pill peak, there were even ghosts crying wolves, and the wind and sand were long.

Some of the sword cultivators around, except for a few elders, all quickly retreated, all of them avoiding their edges.

Although Ning Fan pointed his sword at Yuwen Jun, he still had a little sword qi and sword intent spreading out.

This trace of sword qi, although it is very weak, if it hits the people around it, it will also make them hurt.

"The light of fireflies, dare to compete with the bright moon?"

"Even if you're as strong as the ninth layer of the Sword Yuan, so what?"

"You're still too weak. ”

"You're just a sword element. ”

"And I'm a Sword Pill Monk. ”

"Ning Fan, maybe you have given you an illusion during this time, making you feel that you can go against the sky. ”

"I also admit that your luck is very good, last time, I wanted to abolish you, you have the protection of the Wine Sword Immortal. ”

"Before, I wanted to kill you, and you have my benevolent and lovely disciple Nie Mad to protect you. ”

"But, now, they are not by your side, I see, who can protect you. ”

"Who saved you again?"

"I'm a Sword Pill Monk, Yuwen Jun. ”

"Today, I want to abolish you Ning Fan. ”

"If you don't accept it, you can't do it. ”

"A finger of the rhino!"

Yu Wenjun smiled awe-inspiringly, his eyes with a domineering momentum.

It's like pointing out the country, but it just seems to be an understatement.

Burst.

His finger pointed at the center of Ning Fan's pale golden dragon eyebrows condensed by sword qi in the sky.

This finger, a little out, a brilliant milky white brilliance emerged.

A sword aura.

A sword aura that looks simple and unpretentious.

In an instant, Canglong Sword Qi was in the center of his eyebrows.

Boom.

A crack burst out directly from Canglong Sword Qi.

Burst.

The huge blue dragon shattered in the blink of an eye.

There was also a man and a sword, and he flew upside down.

Sword Pill Monk, terrifying.

Lingxi fingers, big ingenuity.

With just one finger, he had already broken Ning Fan's strongest blow, Kendo Seventeen.

Ning Fan's blood spurted out, and his body smashed to the ground.

His cheeks were flushed, and his hair was disheveled.

It looks extremely embarrassing.

Yu Wenjun's eyes were like electricity, cold as a ghost.

He glanced at Ning Fan on the ground ten meters away.

Step again.

Asked again, "Can you take it?"

What he wants is a sentence of convincing.

Lao Tzu was not convinced. ”

Ning Fan gritted his teeth and shouted.

He almost gritted his silver teeth, and the bloodstained sword trembled in his hand.

Just now, the spirit rhino pointed at it, bringing endless heavy damage to Ning Fan and the bloodstained sword.

Ning Fan grabbed the bloodstained sword and struggled hard.

Poof.

He was just about to gather his strength, and in the dantian meridians, there was a sharp pain.

The intense pain made his face instantly pale, and he fell directly to the ground.

However, Ning Fan was not convinced and did not admit defeat.

He struggled from the ground.

He's going to get up.

That's right, just get up.

It is better to stand than to nest, and even more not to lie down.

Stand up, be sure to stand up.

Ning Fan's silver teeth were tight, his eyes were red, and his meridians were even more protruding.

He is like a slender man pulling a boat, enduring endless pain.

Roar.

A bloodshot burst from his eyes, and he finally stood up trembling.

Ning Fan laughed and looked up to the sky and roared.

'Dissatisfied, Lao Tzu dissatisfied, Yuwenjun, how can you bear with me?"

"Hmph, stubborn, sharp teeth, but, this is all false. “

"In the face of absolute strength, you are nothing more than an ant. ”

"Ning Fan, remember, ants, are not qualified. ”

"Otherwise, you will look pale when you speak. ”

"If you don't accept it, I'll beat you until you obey. ”

Yu Wenjun slapped it out with a palm.

"Pai Yun Palm. ”

In his palm, the sword qi condensed.

With a swish, a pale golden palm, condensed by the sword qi, broke away from the palm of the hand, like a small mountain, and smashed towards Ning Fan.

The momentum of the wind and rain was extremely violent, causing the mountains and rocks around Ning Fan to explode in an instant.

What's more, Ning Fan, who was in the center of the stormy sword qi in his palm?

Bang, one of Ning Fan's meridians was broken, and his body slammed into the mountain wall.

The huge impact was another broken meridian.

Ning Fan's body smashed to the ground again, and this time, he was more seriously injured.

"Are you convinced?" Yu Wenjun squinted his eyes and asked coldly.

"Lao Tzu...... Defy. Ning Fan said a word, panting like a cow, but he was still unconvinced.

He gripped the ground, angry, unyielding, strong as iron.

"Then I'll hit you until the meridians of your whole body are rotten, and see if you accept it. ”

What Yuwenjun wants is Ning Fanfu.

If you don't accept it, you will be beaten until you are convinced, and your meridians will be broken inch by inch.