The Zhuxian Sword Formation was the strongest force that Fang Xingjian currently mastered. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After unleashing the power of the sword formation, with his swordsmanship realm, he could even directly kill a god-level fivefold powerhouse, just like during the previous palace battle.

And now, even if the power is divided, Fang Xingjian in Daxi Prefecture only has 20% of his own strength, but when he launches the Zhuxian Sword Formation, his combat power is still incomparable.

This is also where Fang Xingjian relies on, as long as he can defeat Qingshan Zhenjun here, he can recover the power here, and then push the other three battlefields.

It was also because Qingshan Zhenjun's strength was too strong that he brought the sword array here, otherwise the entire academy would be wiped out in an instant.

The majestic sword qi soared into the sky, and within a radius of 100,000 meters, all the material particles and the power of the ether fan erupted in unison, rushing to the sky with the realm of unstable sword intent, and slamming into the chaotic air flow of the Liangyi Dust Array.

On one side is an unstable sword that is enough to cut light waves and cut the will of martial arts.

On the other side is an attack that can wear down all matter with chaotic air currents and convert all matter into energy.

When the two struck, the sword intent in the sky continued to shatter, and the chaotic air flow also quickly dissipated, both of them reached the microscopic level, and the attack that penetrated into the microcosm world with their own strength could be called half a catty and eight taels, and they were equal.

There seemed to be a crackling sound in the air, as if thousands of glass were shattering, and it was like a plate shaking in the depths of the earth's crust, and thunder was heard in the silence.

Even an ordinary person could feel an incomparably terrifying power erupting from the depths of space.

"Come again!" The chaotic air currents in the sky vibrate, and one blow could not be successful, and the murderous aura in Qingshan Zhenjun's eyes was even stronger. The potential shown by Fang Xingjian was really terrifying, especially now that he didn't have a system, if he couldn't kill Fang Xingjian today, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to kill Fang Xingjian for eternity.

The chaotic air flow instantly turned into a fist large enough to cover the entire academy, and the truly overwhelming fist smashed down with a single punch along with Aoyama Zhenjun's movements.

If this punch was smashed down, it would be enough to annihilate the entire academy into flying ashes, and the energy of the material annihilation transformation was enough to blow up most of the Great Western Prefecture into the sky.

In the face of this terrifying blow, Fang Xingjian's expression was also solemn to the extreme, the Abyss, Thunder Tribulation, and White Bone Swords trembled violently, and the four long swords brought up a terrifying sword shadow that was comparable to the Himalayas.

Fang Xingjian couldn't use Light Chasing and Void Entry, because as long as he dodged Qingshan Zhenjun's attack, the academy under his feet would turn into flying ashes.

Therefore, he could only launch the Invincible Sword, carrying a mountain-like sword shadow to the sky, and stabbing towards the giant fist with a groundbreaking momentum.

The tip of the sword and the fist slammed together, and the wind swept through the entire Great West City for five hundred miles in an instant.

The dense black hole was born and disappeared in the direction of the collision between the two, and I don't know how many particles of matter and aether were sucked into the miniature black hole and disappeared.

Similarly, if you go deep into the microcosm and interfere with the microcosm with your own strength, when the realm of the attack is the same, the fight becomes a confrontation of pure energy.

Both the Sword Shadow and the Chaotic Airflow were rapidly consumed in the battle, but it was obvious that the Chaotic Airflow was more majestic than the Sword Shadow.

After all, Fang Xingjian still lost 80% of his strength, and he couldn't break the Liangyi Dust Array in front of him head-on. Especially now, unlike the last siege of the palace, although he was besieged, he could avoid the void and fight guerrilla warfare with the sword of chasing light and the sword of entering the void.

The current Fang Xing Sword can only compete with Qingshan Zhenjun, and the two sword intents of chasing light and entering the void cannot be used.

"Break it for me!" The will shook wildly, and more chaotic air currents emerged from Qingshan Zhenjun's body, and all the power in and out of his body burst out, without the slightest hand.

I saw the huge fist flickering, with a trace of fluorescence, which directly pressed the sword shadow squeaked, and even began to shatter little by little.

Seeing this scene, Qingshan Zhenjun finally breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, he was secretly afraid in his heart: "It's just that a part of the power is divided, and it has such combat power?" The potential of this Fang Star Sword is really unfathomable. ’

At the same time, his will violently vibrated and began to shout towards Fang Xingjian: "Fang Xingjian, you are dead!" But this seat has mercy, I will give you a chance now, return my system to me, and I can spare your life." ”

In his opinion, as the chaotic airflow dropped inch by inch, he was already in control at the moment, so he naturally had to find a way to get Fang Xingjian to return the system to him.

Looking at the chaotic air flow that was slowly suppressed, Fang Xingjian's face became even more grim: "Idiot...... You better think about how to survive. It's not just you, Alexander, the Great Prince, the Fifth Prince, today...... You all have to die. ”

"Stubborn. Qingshan Zhenjun snorted coldly: "In that case, I will beat you half to death first, and crush your men into powder one by one, and see if you agree with it when the time comes." ”

The pressure falling from the sky was getting bigger and bigger, but he saw Fang Xingjian suddenly pointing towards the academy on the ground, and in an instant, a sword aura rushed into the sky, carrying a stream of mysterious anomalies, containing the sword intent of the microcosm and the macrocosm world.

It was a long sword transformed from the Panwu Divine Armor.

I saw Fang Qian and Wang Xiaoyan's workbench floating on a silver shuttle.

Although Fang Qian and the others had received Fang Xingjian's guidance and taught the supreme mysteries of electromagnetic force, strength, and gravity, it was still impossible for them to succeed in building the Excalibur in such a short period of time.

Now this divine sword, which has been transformed through Panwu Tianyi, is just an embryo at the moment, and it looks like a long shuttle, and it can't see the slightest appearance of a long sword at all.

But with Fang Xingjian's finger in the air, the long shuttle shook violently, flashed slightly, and had already turned into a sword light that pierced the sky and came to Fang Xingjian's body.

At the same time, a white bone sword shattered, turning into countless streamers, carrying the latest light-chasing sword intent towards Yinshuo.

There was no time to do it slowly, Fang Xingjian almost used the most violent and brutal means to stuff the light-chasing sword intent into the silver shuttle, and in an instant, the silver shuttle also suddenly transformed, and the entire body seemed to turn into a liquid state, constantly stretching and expanding, and finally turned into a silver long sword that was constantly boiling and rolling.

This long sword is like a silver magma, the entire sword body is constantly rolling, bubbling, boiling silver liquid, and from time to time there are lines of mysterious words in the liquid, which is the microcosm, the mystery of electromagnetic force, gravity, and strength.

Although the time was in a hurry, wasting a lot of the strength and materials of Panwu Tianyi, when the sword body was formed, it still exuded an earth-shattering momentum, which was comparable to the momentum of a god-level fourfold powerhouse.