"You're qualified to let me use the Thunder Sword!"

Yun Bufan has black hair and a shawl, his figure is long, his eyes are full of cold light, and he is holding a slender sword surrounded by thunder light, swallowing a cold edge, piercing the resolute battle platform and drawing deep traces.

As soon as the Ben Thunder Sword came out, Yun Bufan's momentum suddenly skyrocketed, and it was extremely sharp, like the sun in the sky, exuding an unbelievable sharp edge, giving people the impression of being cold and powerful!

Long Xiaotian looked at the thunderous sword in Yun Bufan's hand, his eyelids jumped slightly, his expression moved, and a look of jealousy swept by.

The Ben Thunder Sword is slender and sharp, beating with violent and fierce thunder and lightning, exuding a cold and sharp aura, like the dignity of a weapon, looking at the world.

"Spiritual artifact...... No wonder it would make his aura rise so much all at once. Something is wrong, it turned out to be a damaged spirit weapon, no wonder the aura emitted is mixed with a trace of mottling, and it is not as pure as a normal spirit weapon. ”

Long Xiaotian's expression moved slightly, from the original surprise to calm, as a refiner, he was the most sensitive to the aura emitted by the weapon, although the power exuded by the Ben Thunder Sword in Yun Bufan's hand far exceeded the range of the quasi-spirit weapon, but compared with the real spirit weapon, it was inferior.

But even if it is a damaged spiritual weapon, it is difficult to restore it to its former heyday, but in the hands of someone with amazing strength like Yun Bufan, it will still be able to burst out with great power.

Yun Bufan was unarmed just now, but he was able to rely on a pair of meat fists to force him to the bottom of his cards, and the flute technique and the black dragon spear went hand in hand, which was able to suppress Yun Bufan's fierce and stormy offensive.

Now that Yun Bufan has this extra divine weapon in his hand, it has a huge increase in his strength, which is enough to break the delicate balance that was maintained just now.

The people in the audience saw that Yun Bufan was forced to show the Thunder Sword by Long Xiaotian, and they were also stunned, after all, Long Xiaotian's strength was only in the three-star avenue realm, and he actually forced Yun Bufan in the quasi-infinite realm to this step, which most people did not expect.

Although Long Xiaotian used all kinds of mysterious flute skills to improve his strength, there was still a huge gap compared to people like Yun Bufan who had already touched the barrier of the Infinite Realm.

"Even the Ben Thunder Sword is showing up, it seems that Yun Bufan is about to end the battle. ”

"Being able to use the strength of the three-star avenue realm to force Yun Bufan of the quasi-infinite realm to this step, Long Xiaotian is still glorious even though he is defeated. ”

"I don't think Long Xiaotian will be defeated, he had such an amazing performance just now, no one knows if he still has hidden hole cards in his hand, all the winners and losers, or you have to see the end to be able to really know. ”

Everyone in the audience was talking, in an uproar and horror, Long Xiaotian was able to fight with Yun Bufan, the third master of the Golden Belt Disciple List of the whole sect, to this point, it was enough to shock everyone's jaws.

On the clouds, on the heavenly dome beyond the reach of the naked eye, the five big figures of the Blue Dragon Sect sat cross-legged like dragons, their eyes reflecting thousands of changes, and they clearly included the battle below in their eyes.

"Brother Niu, this little disciple of yours has infinite potential! With the strength of the three-star Great Dao Realm, it is hard to shake Yun Bufan of the Infinite Realm, if he defeats it, Lingyu Peak will have two golden belt disciples with outstanding talent in the hands of the little guy, and someone should have a dull face. ”

A middle-aged man sitting on the back of a flying bird, his eyebrows and eyes are quite similar to Le Wushuang's, his deep starry eyes reflect the scene below, and he said to You Yi who was fluttering in purple with relish, and from time to time he squeezed his eyebrows at another middle-aged man sitting on the crystal clear mountain rock, with a somewhat provocative taste.

You Yi's eyes were calm and profound, he naturally clearly saw Long Xiaotian's outstanding performance, even from his point of view, he was quite amazed and surprised.

"This little guy has quietly improved his strength to this point, and he deserves to be that person's precious son. ”

The middle-aged man sitting on the crystal clear and shining mountain rock snorted coldly, and said in a salty and non-salty manner: "The process is not important, the outcome of everything can only be known when the result comes out. ”

With a playful look on his face, his expression was relaxed and calm, and the person sitting on the white bird smiled lightly: "The stingy guy is stingy, if he gives more spiritual jade to his disciples, maybe they will break through a long time ago, and then they still need to fight so hard." ”

"Well, you two should stop and quarrel every time we meet. ”

A middle-aged beautiful woman sitting on a white lotus flower, seeing these two people facing each other so-for-tat, the tip of the needle to Mai Mang, sighed a little helplessly, and then looked at a middle-aged man with a majestic appearance and a martial appearance, sitting on a green dragon.

"It's just a competition between juniors, you don't have to worry about it like this, right? Tianhua, Long Xiaotian is not a disciple of your group of bird peaks, Brother Niu is not blindly worried, what are you doing with it. The Heavenly Sect of the Blue Dragon Sect said lightly.

Le Tianhua coughed lightly and said, "Whether it is a disciple of Qun Bird Peak or Zizhu Peak, aren't they all from the Blue Dragon Sect, as an elder, I care about the junior, isn't it normal?"

The Heavenly Shu Sect was so sophistry that he could only shake his head helplessly, and then looked at the hot battle platform under the clouds.

......

"Snort!"

The Thunder Sword in Yun Bufan's hand flowed with thunder light one after another, dazzling, cold and fierce, and a violent aura was faintly about to erupt like a volcano that had been silent for tens of thousands of years, burning all the obstacles!

"You're strong enough to let me use the Thunder Sword. I originally planned to stay in the later ranking battle to deal with the first Mengyin or Chen Ming, but I was forced out by you. ”

"In that case, there's nothing more to say, everything is based on strength!"

As soon as Yun Bufan's words fell, a cold light burst out from his pupils, and the soles of his feet stomped hard, shattering the hard floor, and his body swept out like a storm of lightning, and the Thunder Sword in his hand was like a ferocious beast smelling a pungent smell of blood, blooming with dazzling brilliance, like a round of thunder.

"Thunder roars!"

The Thunder Sword broke through the air and slashed, Ling Yan was as fast as a streamer of sword qi, wrapped in fierce and violent thunder and lightning that shattered the air, and rushed to the face like a ghost.

The powerful and ferocious force swept out like a violent wind, ploughing the court and sweeping the holes, directly drawing shocking cracks on the battle platform, covering every corner of the battle platform like a spider web.

Long Xiaotian faced Yun Bufan's fierce blow, his face was extremely solemn, he took a deep breath, and his pupils flashed with cold light.

The clear and melodious flute sound with a certain mysterious and surprising charm reverberated faintly, resounding on the battle platform, and an inexplicable strange power surged out, completely wrapping Long Xiaotian.

The black dragon spear was wrapped in majestic spiritual power, emitting a shimmering black light, and the sharp tip of the spear burst out with a cold luster, which was enough to open the mountain and crack the stone.

After condensing the power in his body to the extreme, Long Xiaotian jumped forward, like a flying eagle hitting the sky, wielding the black dragon spear and slashing down angrily like opening the world, a pitch-black edge like a sea of ink shot out, and collided with the dazzling thunder light, bursting out with a dazzling and powerful light!

"Boom!"

An earth-shattering explosion rang out, and the ripples of terrifying violent energy swept out like a raging sea, and in an instant, the hard floor cracked inch by inch, the dust and smoke billowed out, the sand and rocks flew away, and everything became extremely chaotic and messy!

"Bang!"

In the dust and smoke that blocked the view, a dull sound that fell heavily sounded, affecting everyone's hearts, they all wanted to know, who was defeated?

A gust of wind dispersed from the field, dispersing the billowing dust and smoke, revealing the dilapidated battle platform, which cracked in the center and extended from all directions like thick arm-like cracks, and the entire battle platform was about to shatter.

"These two people are really perverted! they almost demolished the battle platform!"

"Oh my God! Long Xiaotian almost fell off the battlefield, it seems that he should have lost in the fierce confrontation just now!"

There was a tsunami-like uproar in the audience, and their eyes were all focused on a white-clothed dragon Xiaotian who was broken and stained with blood, sticking a black dragon spear into the hard floor, and half-kneeling.

Obviously, after Yun Bufan showed the Ben Thunder Sword, his strength was amazingly improved, and he almost cut Long Xiaotian out of the battle platform with a direct sword, and the gap between the two changed again, and Yun Bufan occupied an absolute advantage at the moment!

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Long Xiaotian clutched his chest and coughed violently, and pieces of blood foam flew out of his mouth, staining the messy battle platform red, and also dyeing his white clothes, like plum blossoms blooming proudly in the ice and snow, extremely bright, but with a kind of poignant, like the afterglow of the sunset, warm and soft, but as short as a flash in the pan, which indicates a kind of withering and ending.

His wrists cracked and burst into blood marks, blood flowed out uncontrollably, and the white clothes were shattered, revealing the dull lion tiger soft gold armor, but there were also slight cracks.

Yun Bufan's heavy blow just now caused him to suffer a lot of injuries, which affected his combat effectiveness, but fortunately, the lion tiger soft gold armor dissolved part of the arrogant strength, otherwise the injuries he received would be even more terrifying.

"Whew!"

Long Xiaotian sweated like rain, his face was pale, but there was a vigorous and burning battle intent in his eyes, this unyielding battle intent was rooted in his bones, so that even if he met a powerful opponent like Yun Bufan, he still did not have the slightest fear and retreat, because he promised a girl to get a place to participate in the Five Continents Elite Competition, if he couldn't even pass this level, then how could he compete for the ten precious places!

Qingyue's elegant flute sound sounded slowly, hooking the aura of heaven and earth and injecting it into Long Xiaotian's body, replenishing his seriously depleted spiritual power, but it was still a drop in the bucket.

There was a wisp of madness in his eyes that climbed up, like a desperate beast, ready to fight to the death!

The Purple Eagle Ding was thrown out by him, rising against the storm, and under the control of his primordial power, it was suspended above Yun Bufan's head, and the blazing fire poured down, falling with a blazing wave of qi with teeth and claws.

"Is there only a few tricks back and forth? You, who have already reached the crossbow tree, will not be my opponent at all. Yun Bufan was shrouded in monstrous firelight, and his vision was blocked, but he was very calm, because Long Xiaotian's attack became very weak, and he couldn't threaten him at all.

The sound of the sword resounded through the heavens and the earth, and one after another violent and sharp thunder rushed up to the sky, tearing through a heavy flame light curtain, slashing at the Purple Eagle Ding, making a deafening crisp sound.

"A big gift for you!"

Long Xiaotian's palm swept over the Qiankun bag on his waist, took out several weapons, and threw them out directly without any hesitation, and when he approached the range of one meter around Yun Bufan's body, a strong light suddenly erupted, and then under the shocked gaze of everyone, it exploded directly!

"Boom, boom!"

One by one, the weapons were constantly detonated by Long Xiaotian, and the terrifying power surged out like an ocean of anger, directly submerging Yun Bufan, and Yun Bufan's low roar came from the violent and ferocious ripples, obviously he was overshadowed by Long Xiaotian, deliberately blocking his vision from the monstrous firelight, and then detonating several weapons close to him, producing powerful destructive power, he was naturally the first to bear the brunt!

Long Xiaotian took out one weapon after another, threw it at Yun Bufan like throwing firecrackers, and immediately detonated.

"Oh my God, the terrible destructive power generated when you choose to detonate a weapon seriously injures Yun Bufan, this is too bold, isn't it?

"What a luxurious battle! Detonate so many weapons at once, what a loser!"

Le Wushuang looked like he was throwing garbage, throwing out one weapon after another, and then detonating Long Xiaotian, his face was stunned and painful.

"Damn, Xiao Tian, a loser, has detonated five high-grade mortal weapons in a row, if this is exchanged for spirit jade, it will be a lot of gain. ”

"Quasi-Spiritual Weapon...... Hey, almost, you scumbag!"

When Le Wushuang saw Long Xiaotian throw out three quasi-spiritual weapons in a row, he suddenly couldn't hold his breath and shouted!