Boom.

The crack on the body of the black flying sword was originally rapidly recovering.

However, in the blink of an eye, when the bloodstained sword was filled with sword qi.

Tear it straight away.

Let the Venus smashed by the black flying sword rise.

At the same time, with a strong force, he shook off the black flying sword, and even knocked the owner of the flying sword, the black mist, away.

The black mist turned into a stone and smashed on the ground.

Poof.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of the mouth of the black mist.

Black Mist's entire complexion turned extremely pale.

He clutched his chest, struggled from the ground, and stood up, his eyes showing a hint of coldness and a hint of shock.

"How is it possible? It's all the ninth layer of the Sword Yuan, why do I seem so vulnerable?"

"Is it just because of a six-grade spiritual weapon?"

Black Mist couldn't believe it, his eyes stared at the blood-stained sword in Ning Fan's hand that emitted blood-colored brilliance.

"No, it's definitely not just the power of this sword. ”

"His strength gives me a terrifying feeling, and it has the level of the second layer of the sword pill. ”

"How do you fight this?"

"His physical strength is also extremely strong, I just slashed him with a sword, but it only scratched a bloody mark on his skin.

Ordinary monks, if they suffer the power of my five-grade spiritual weapon and a sword, at least they will be connected to the bones and broken into pieces. ”

Black Mist hadn't met Ning Fan before, and his heart was full of endless confidence.

He felt that he could easily kill Ning Fan, and he could kill Ning Fan in front of him.

But now, in the face of Ning Fan's attack, he suddenly found that the person who was beaten was not Ning Fan, but himself.

All this is too weird and incredible, but I have to face it and believe it.

"Kill. ”

He was stunned, but Ning Fan made a cold voice and suddenly let it out.

The long sword in his hand had already turned into a bloody light, killing towards the chest of the black mist.

The bloodstained sword turned into a streamer of light and flew directly in front of the black mist.

The speed is very fast, and the black mist can't dodge it at all.

You can only fight hard.

His body, with a whoosh, suddenly turned into a mist.

However, the bloodstained sword still swooped into the black mist.

The black mist snorted, and the sound continued.

It spreads out and then disappears.

However, the black fog was not seen.

Ning Fan's eyes were gloomy and swept suddenly.

A sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

His whole body turned into a streamer and rushed out.

The speed of the bloodstained sword is on par with it.

Bang.

He slammed his fist into the void.

It was like beating a drum, and it made a loud sound.

Then, the air rippled.

The ripples spread out instantly.

A figure appeared.

It was the black mist, the black mist that had just disappeared, the black mist that had been conjured up, trying to hide his body.

Unexpectedly, he was discovered by Ning Fan.

"You...... How can I find out who I really am?"

The black mist was shocked.

"There's nothing I can't find. ”

Ning Fan's eyes flickered with a sneer.

His fist was another punch.

Boom.

Hit the Black Mist shoulder.

Black Mist's body trembled, poofing.

Blood spurted out of the body.

The bloodstained sword was a sword ray, with the tip of the bloodstained sword as the central point, spreading out.

Seventeen sword qi, rubbing.

Leap up.

A space is formed.

Within the space, it was completely filled with sword aura.

Black Mist wants to transform the black mist again, and if he wants to dodge, it is impossible.

Because Ning Fan's soul has turned into silk threads.

During this time, he continued to turn his soul into silk threads.

Although it was impossible to fuse the soul into a point and refine it into Pei Yuan Dan.

But these soul threads made Ning Fan feel more sensitive to the things around him.

The moment the bloodstained sword pierced into the black mist just now, the soul silk thread had already penetrated the black mist clothes.

Therefore, Ning Fan can keenly feel that the true body of the black mist is in that place.

His fists were completely condensed with strength.

Aiming at the void and slamming it, it must have hit the black mist directly.

Black mist spurted out a mouthful of blood, a mouthful of blood.

He couldn't figure it out.

With black mist, he hides his true body and has invincible supernatural powers.

It has always brought him opportunities and new beginnings.

But why is it being discovered by Ning Fan again and again.

Why?

Why is that?

His heart roared like a great wave.

However, Ning Fan didn't give him any chance, and the recovery that Ning Fan gave him was just an angry fist, just a constant bombardment.

Puff puff.

The black mist eventually spurted blood and smashed to the ground.

It's just that this time his real body reappeared, but it wasn't the situation just now.

Instead, his hair was scattered, his skin was torn, and his clothes were reduced to pieces, and he lay on the ground.

The whole person was extremely embarrassed and distracted.

Like a dying man.

It is also understandable, after all, Ning Fan's fist, every time it is smashed, has a force of more than two thousand catties.

From Sword Intent to Sword Yuan, every breakthrough layer would give the cultivator an increase in strength by hundreds of catties.

When it reached the ninth layer of Jian Yuan, it could already be stacked to a strength of thousands of catties, approaching two thousand catties.

However, Ning Fan's cultivation of "The Hundred Rivers of the Sea", by absorbing the huge aura and superimposing it, already gave him the ability to fight beyond the level.

Leapfrogging battles, although only in terms of strength, can be compared to the second layer of Jiandan.

However, this will definitely not be a problem for killing Sword Yuan Ninth Layer Sword Cultivators.

In Ning Fan's eyes, Black Mist was already a dying person.

With a swish, Ning Fan's body turned into a phantom and arrived in front of the black mist.

Black Mist looked nervous, leaned backwards, and leaned against a tree stump.

Ning Fan's eyes narrowed, staring at the black mist.

"You...... What are you going to do?"

Ning Fan didn't speak, he stepped forward directly and grabbed the black mist neck.

His eyes looked at the black-clothed men who were besieging Lin Ruoxin not far away.

At this moment, Lin Ruoxin was extremely dangerous, and scars had already appeared on his body.

Dressed in green, it has also been torn, revealing snow-white skin.

"Put down your flying swords. ”

"Otherwise, I will kill him. ”

A group of black-clothed people looked towards Ning Fan together.

"Your Excellency?"

They were shocked on the spot.

I don't know what's going on, the incomparably powerful Black Mist Lord has been beaten by Ning Fan and has no power to fight back, and he is actually locked by Ning Fan's throat.

"Don't talk nonsense, put down the flying sword. ”

Ning Fan's fingers were full of sword qi, and when he approached the black mist neck, blood had already appeared on his skin in an instant.

"Don't ...... Put down the flying sword. ”

When it comes to death, people will feel how terrible death is.

Some people who look strong and beautiful in life can weaken their legs when they are executed.

Black fog is in this state now.

"Do you want me to die?"

Black Mist's eyes widened.

A group of men in black looked at each other.

In the end, they all showed a touch of unwillingness in their eyes, sighed, and put away the flying sword.

A gap was opened.

"Ah Xin, come here. ”

Lin Ruoxin hurriedly flew over from the crowd.

"What now?"

Lin Ruoxin looked at Ning Fan.

"It's okay. Ning Fan smiled faintly.

Then he glanced at the man in black.

"Fifty meters away, quick. ”

"Listen to him. Black Mist commanded loudly.

"But, my lord, what are you going to do?" said the black-clothed man.

"Don't worry, he won't kill me. "Black Mist is confident.

"Stand back. ”

"Yes, sir. The men in black didn't speak, turned around, and quickly retreated fifty meters.

"Now that they're all gone, can you let me go?" said the black mist towards Ning Fan.

"Did I say I would let you go?" Ning Fan suddenly smiled.

"You ......" the black mist choked.

Because Ning Fan really didn't say it, let him go.

"What are you going to do?" Black Mist shouted.

"Say, who is behind you who is supporting you? Why do you want to kill Ziluo Yan?" Ning Fan asked.

"Hmph, I'm not going to tell you. Black Mist immediately refuted.

"Really?" Ning Fan asked again.

"If you just kill me, I won't say it. Black Mist said again.

His tone was firm.

There was even more fear in his eyes.

This trace of fear, if nothing else, came from the depths of his heart.

Ning Fan felt his body tremble.

"Is there someone who is more terrible than me, can you not be afraid of death?" Ning Fan raised his eyebrows.

"That's right, the strength of the hall master is not something you can understand, I advise you to ......"

Poof.

Ning Fan slashed with a sword.

Blood splattered his clothes in an instant.

Lin Ruoxin exclaimed in surprise, and his body took two steps back.

She didn't expect Ning Fan to be so decisive.

A purple void fire, with a swish, was thrown out of Ning Fan's palm.

Instantly covered the body of the black mist.

In the blink of an eye, there was a snorting sound from the black mist's body, and with a gust of wind, it turned into fragments, turned into ashes, and disappeared into the air.

(End of chapter)