"Then let me see how powerful you really are, you actually think of me as an ant!"

Bu Qianfan made a move, and the sword intent bloomed instantly, powerful, fierce, and indomitable.

It's terrifying!

Everyone was shocked, this person actually said that Bu Qianfan was an ant, which was ridiculous.

This should be the peerless Raptor!

"Knife, broken mountains and rivers!"

Bu Qianfan's knife suddenly fell, endless ice, mixed with knife intent, killing the world, descending, like ten miles of mountains and rivers.

Shock!

The faces of the crowd changed wildly.

Endless power, descending from the sky, the knife of Bu Qianfan, is too terrifying, he has already comprehended the sword intent, just one knife can destroy ten miles of mountains and rivers, and one knife can split mountains.

How to resist?

Everyone's hearts throbbed, and this person said that Bu Qianfan was an ant.

But can he block Bu Qianfan's sword?

The black robe danced, and the endless coercion was suppressed on Qin Nanming's body, and the knife was all in front of him, the storm swept away, and the terrifying ice froze everything.

The air, as if frozen!

"Broken Voice!"

The Shadow Golden Sword finally moved, and as Qin Nanming pinched the sword technique, it suddenly disappeared, and endless thunder attached to the Shadow Golden Sword.

Quadruple speed of sound!

The Shadow Golden Sword is no longer visible, in the air, there is only rolling thunder, arcs, thick arms, non-stop roaring, flickering, sound barrier explosion, sweeping everything.

"Boom ......"

The sound of the broken slash, finally the knife of Bu Qianfan, collided together.

"It's not good, get back!"

There were holy warriors who were close to him who drank violently, and their bodies retreated.

"Boom!"

Like a volcanic eruption, endless waves of air swept through, destroying everything around, houses, trees, fences, destroying everything, destroying everything.

The holy warriors retreated one after another.

Some of them were relatively close, and they didn't have time to escape, they were shocked by the air waves, and they were actually traumatized, and some people were even directly shaken away, and some people spurted blood.

It's terrifying!

The Holy Warrior couldn't even withstand the aftermath of the battle.

As a result, how's it going?

Everyone stared, and the smoke of gunpowder in the sky was full of anticipation. Both of them are so powerful!

"Poof!"

Blood spurted thin, and the body of the one-armed sword king suddenly flew out, and blood was spilled.

The sword king is a thousand sails, and he is actually injured!

In the smoke and dust, the figure of the silver mask gradually emerged.

The black robe danced, the silver mask glowed, and the man in the mask was still so indifferent and elegant.

So powerful!

"How is that possible!"

Bu Qianfan's eyes finally shook.

He found out that something was wrong.

This young man seems to have always been so indifferent and calm.

He didn't use all his strength!

Suddenly, a trace of shock flashed in Bu Qianfan's heart.

I can't believe it.

He had already used his strongest means, and the masked man in front of him still had some reservations, and he was still so calm.

"The masked man is even stronger than the one-armed sword king, it's too terrifying, does he really have the strength to rank among the top ten in Yunzhou?"

"The one-armed sword king, he hasn't been injured for decades, even if this masked man is not the opponent of the sword king, his strength will definitely be able to enter the top ten in Yunzhou!"

The hearts of the people were also shaken.

They all looked at the masked man, only to feel extremely powerful, but they didn't know where he came from.

"You're strong, more powerful than I thought. Let's stop here, there is a truce between you, and the hatred between us will be written off! ”

Bu Qianfan spoke, stared at Qin Nanming, and said lightly.

"A write-off?" Qin Nanming's sword eyebrows were lightly raised.

"Yes, but my knife is my favorite."

Bu Qianfan's eyes were gloomy, and he naturally knew that the masked man was giving his knife to the mad dragon Sun Xiong.

A mere saint warrior on the sixth floor does not deserve to have his sword.

"The Wind Cutter is my life, and it is impossible to give it to you. Stop, it's for my good, and again, it's for your good! ”

Bu Qianfan said coldly.

"Then you, just die."

Qin Nanming shook his head, and his killing intent suddenly exploded.

Bu Qianfan, he doesn't have to kill.

After all, it was his son who died, and Qin Nanming was not angry.

However, what Qin Nanming has a fancy, it must be done in every possible way to get it.

"Do you think I really can't kill you?"

Bu Qianfan's expression suddenly became cold, white mist shrouded, and endless cold air gushed out, wrapping himself.

The cold, which began to form, solidified in his body.

Traces of blood poured out of his seven orifices, and the cold began to melt and flow, pouring out towards the Wind Slashing Knife in his hand.

"This knife is extremely taxing on me, and once it is used, I need to recuperate for more than five years. So, I don't want to do it. ”

"Originally, I wanted to give you a chance, but since you don't know the current affairs, then, go die!"

Bu Qianfan said indifferently word by word.

The endless storm surged towards the Wind Chopping Knife, the wind surged, the wind and clouds changed color, and the Wind Chopping Knife condensed endless ice and blood, blooming into an incomparably terrifying willow mang, shining throughout the sky.

Everyone trembled, felt the terrifying power, and began to retreat violently, this knife, they couldn't even resist the aftermath.

"Hmph, Dongfang Ao, are you scared now?" Bu Qianfan drank violently, and the corners of his mouth showed a sneer.

Qin Nanming was also surprised, this move was indeed very powerful.

surpassed the strength of his Saint Warrior Seventh Layer.

Therefore, he can't use it normally at all, he has to burn qi and blood, and if Rao is like this, it will also cause a great backlash to his body.

"Let's end it here!"

Qin Nanming shook his head, unwilling to waste any more time.

The Silent Palm can kill a thousand sails in seconds, but he doesn't want to waste it.

Then choose it.

Qin Nanming's mind moved, and a big black bow suddenly appeared in Qin Nanming's hand.

Sky Bow!

The Heavenly Bow is simple, atmospheric, and the breath of the desolation is rushing towards him, holding the Heavenly Bow, Qin Nanming can feel an extremely powerful and terrifying force.

Destroy everything.

"What is this bow?"

Everyone's eyes flickered, and they immediately felt the terrifying power, and the desolate aura made a group of holy warriors can't help but tremble.

Qin Nanming held the heavenly bow and was about to pull it, and in an instant, the sky began to change color, as if it was gloomy, even if the bowstring was still not moving, there was an earth-shattering aura blooming.

The crowd almost bowed down.

Bu Qianfan also felt the aura of terror, and his heart was very uneasy.

"Die!"

Bu Qianfan made a move, he was uneasy in his heart, and he wanted to kill Qin Nanming in seconds.

His strength has surpassed the seventh layer of ordinary holy martial artists, and his every move is very terrifying.

"Stop!"

At this moment, a crisp voice sounded.

Followed by.

A green ray shot out, heading towards Bu Qianfan.

Someone dared to make a move on himself.

Bu Qianfan, who was burned with qi and blood, and his strength was completely stimulated, was furious, his white hair was furious, and he suddenly slashed towards the green mang, the power was earth-shattering, and it was devastating.

"Whew!"

This green ray, the power could not be resisted, it ignored everything, and suddenly passed through Bu Qianfan's chest, blood sprayed thinly, and the endless killing machine shattered Bu Qianfan's chest.

"How is that possible!"

Bu Qianfan's eyes widened, full of disbelief. Immediately, the pupils slowly dilated and lost their vitality.

His body fell suddenly.

Bu Qianfan, dead?

Everyone's bodies were shocked, and they couldn't believe that who could kill Bu Qianfan with one arrow, it was too powerful.

Even the sect master of the Bailing Sect can't do it.

Could it be that the terrifying existence of the divine envoy has intervened?

Qin Nanming, who was about to draw the bow, also stopped and looked towards the sky, and sure enough, a streamer shot out.

Lotus King!

There is no doubt that the person who shot Bu Qianfan with an arrow was none other than the Lotus King.

He was dressed in yellow, floating in, his face was still stunning, his skin was as white as snow, his facial features were exquisite, his long hair was tied up, soft and elegant, very chic and fluttering.