Zhan Wushuang stared at Qin Fan expressionlessly, but he couldn't help but sigh lightly in his heart.

He knew exactly what it meant to fall into the demon.

But if a monk falls into the devil, it will mean falling into the abyss from which there will be no return. And demon cultivation is an existence that is despised by human cultivation.

Zhan Wushuang is the current head of the Zhan family among the three major imperial families. Claiming to be the reincarnation of the god of war again.

Even if it is Qin Fan, the opponent of the millennium, it is impossible to choose mercy.

I saw that a large amount of golden aura was slowly gathering in his right hand, and then he took a deep breath and said calmly: "Qin Fan, I owe you today." But since you have fallen into the devil, then I can only get rid of it. ”

As soon as the words fell, the God King Fist was ready to shoot at any time.

On the other hand, Qin Fan still stood in place. His pupils gradually turned from black to silver-gray, and then to the star universe.

As for the breath in the body, it is beginning to be released at a frantic rate. So powerful that it could explode and die at any moment.

Probably sensing something, the Traceless Sword Spirit in the storage space suddenly woke up. Then he frowned and said in a deep voice: "Demonic energy? ”

He also already sensed that something was wrong with Qin Fan.

After sensing that Qin Fan's demonic qi was getting stronger and stronger, he had to rely on his own consciousness to forcibly rush out of the storage space.

And then in a large amount of demonic energy, looking for a way to dissolve it.

But in the end, he is just a sword, unable to clear the breath that does not belong to him like a human being.

"Hopefully, we can still be opponents in the next life."

As soon as Zhan Wushuang's words fell, the God King Fist, which had condensed the power of the strongest God of War, suddenly burst out.

At the same time, accompanied by the long roar of the golden phoenix, after tearing continuously in the air, it smashed head-on into Qin Fan's chest.

Fang Zheng's mouth, who was standing on the side, raised slightly, and muttered: "This is the end of daring to go against our imperial family." ”

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, the smile on his face instantly froze.

I saw that the moment the Golden God King Fist slammed into Qin Fan, there was not a dull sound, but a sound like metal rubbing.

Then, I saw a seemingly ordinary but extraordinary sword rushing out of the black demonic aura.

That's the Traceless Sword. At the critical moment, instead of Qin Fan, he blocked the strongest blow of the battle matchless!

You must know that the cultivation of the warriors has been restored. And now, he is a real Immortal Emperor. Have the power to blow a planet with one punch.

Even so, it can still be easily blocked by the Traceless Sword.

No one would have believed it unless they saw it with their own eyes.

Even Zhan Wushuang himself couldn't help but shrink his pupils, and then lowered his voice and said, "This sword can actually block my strongest God King Fist?" ”

"Artifact? No, even an artifact can't stop it! ”

Zhan Wushuang stared at the Traceless Sword, and a storm had already set off in his heart.

On the other hand, Fang Zheng'e's first reaction was also shock, but he quickly recovered and showed a greedy gaze and said: "I didn't expect that this kid still has a hole card hidden in his hand." ”

"When I was in the fairy world before, this kid was this virtue." Yao Lingshan spread her hands.

As soon as he finished speaking, his face gradually turned red. It seems to remind you of some not-so-pleasant experience.

In short, even if the Traceless Sword could block the strongest God King Fist, it was just a sword in their eyes. So they are not afraid at all.

Especially Fang Zheng'e, taking advantage of the fact that Zhan Wushuang and Yao Lingshan had not yet made a move, he took the first step to try to grasp the Traceless Sword in his hand.

Unexpectedly, just when his right hand was about to touch the Traceless Sword, he reacted again. It's as if the whole right hand has been cut off!

It's not that the bones are broken, it's that the entire right hand has been cut off.

Fang Zheng'e finally came to his senses, and his expression changed: "Evil animal, you dare to cut off the old man's arm!" ”

After speaking, he caught his right arm and reconnected it with supreme supernatural powers.

But this time, he didn't dare to act rashly, but took a few steps back, and said with a gloomy face: "Come over obediently if you know each other." Otherwise, you will bear the consequences. ”

At his level, if you can't get it, you have to do everything you can to get it.

If you can't get it, then you will destroy it by any means.

In short, what you can't get, others can't get it.

However, the Traceless Sword did not throw him at all, but tried his best to prevent Qin Fan from continuing to fall into the demon.

In the long run, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Seeing that Fang Zheng'e would actually be deflated in front of a sharp sword, Yao Lingshan couldn't help but secretly snicker.

As for Zhan Wushuang, he raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "This sword is a bit evil. Could it be that a high-level sword spirit has already been bred? ”

You must know that machine spirits are also divided into upper, middle and lower, and higher machine spirits undoubtedly have the same wisdom as humans.

Of course, a good machine spirit also needs a good blade.

From this alone, it is not difficult to see that the sword in front of him seems to be an existence comparable to the ten ancient artifacts.

Even compared to the golden phoenix halberd in his hand, it is a little stronger.

Thinking of this, Zhan Wushuang's heart was inevitably a little moved.

But when he thought of his thousand-year-old opponent, but in the end ended up like this, he had to sigh lightly and said, "That's it." No matter how strong this sword is, it has no fate with me. ”

Yao Lingshan was overjoyed after hearing this, and then set off to try to fight with Fang Zheng'e.

After all, it was an existence that could be compared to the ten great artifacts of the ancients. Even if it is an imperial family, it will never think that it has too many artifacts.

At this moment, the greedy nature between the strong was completely exposed.

Fang Zheng'e wanted to grab it directly, while Yao Lingshan wanted to take advantage of the fisherman.

When Fang Zheng'e was entangled in the Traceless Sword, he was waiting for an opportunity to make a move.

Zhan Wushuang squinted his eyes and looked thoughtfully at the two in front of him.

He was struggling with whether he should help Qin Fan, who was about to fall, or whether he should sit idly by.

The sword is Qin Fan's, and he claims to be Qin Fan's opponent for thousands of years.

For thousands of years, the two have been dueling all the time, and even fought from the fairy world to the spirit world, and then the sky and the earth fell apart from the spirit world.

Perhaps it was this sympathy that made it difficult for him to choose.

However, at the moment when Fang Zheng'e and Yao Lingshan were about to attack at the same time, the Traceless Sword suddenly bloomed with a strong blue glow.

Immediately after, a young man with a grim face appeared in front of everyone.

The moment he appeared, Fang Zheng'e and Yao Lingshan were stunned at the same time.

Even the warriors behind him couldn't help but be surprised!

"You're the ...... of that one"

Without waiting for the station to finish speaking, the Traceless Sword Spirit suddenly kicked Fang Zheng'e in front of him directly and said, "Don't bother me about the disputes between you." ”

This was the first and last sentence that the Traceless Sword Spirit said to the three of them.

Then I saw Fang Zheng'e trembling, his face full of shock. And Yao Lingshan is the same.

"We'll have a meeting later."

Zhan Wushuang arched his hand, and his body gradually turned into green smoke and dissipated in midair.

As for the figures of Fang Zheng'e and Yao Lingshan, they also turned into wisps of green smoke......