"No, Jun Han will definitely win. Ying Yun'er said firmly.

Ying Hong sighed softly, looked at Ying Yun'er, and said seriously, "Yun'er, your mood, my father can understand it." , Dad didn't have someone he liked, but you have to remember one thing, in this world, only the strong can survive, if you want to survive, you have to become strong, or become strong, or dependent on the strong. ”

"Yun'er, you are still too immature, after this martial arts conference, I will definitely lock you up for a few months, so that you can reflect on yourself. ”

"Save Jun Han, I'll listen to your arrangement. The sound of the sword roar became more and more harsh, the battle between the two in the air became more and more intense, Ying Yun'er's body was trembling, he was afraid that the next moment, Jun Han would die in front of him, "I'm sorry, I hurt you......"

Looking at Jun Han's figure, Ying Yun'er lowered her head, and a tear slipped from the corner of her eye.

When she came out, she really didn't think too much, she just didn't want to accept the fate that had been arranged, she had her own feelings.

Is Ying Yun'er really wrong? Wrong and right, who can say clearly? Everything is for love!

"Look, they don't seem to be fighting!"

"Don't be stupid, haven't you seen that the sword intent on Shen Bufan's body is getting stronger and stronger?"

Ying Hong also looked up, his eyes suddenly condensed, Shen Bufan's breath was gradually rising, he was ready to use his true strength, and when he came to this point, Ying Hong's eyes closed, and he said lightly: "It's over." ”

"It's over. The same words came out of Shen Bufan's mouth, and Shen Bufan's whole body was condensed with sword intent, the power of the heavenly spirit, the sound shook the nine heavens, and the sword roared in the sky.

"Snort!" The sword turned into a perfect arc and went straight to Jun Han to attack the past, in Shen Bufan's opinion, this sword must be able to kill Jun Han.

And the next moment, the cold voice sounded in the sky above, Jun Han's voice was still, arrogant, unruly!

"It's over, but damn it, it's not me, it's you!"

The power of the sword soul gushes out like a tide, Jun Han's whole person seems to have become a knife, the knife is domineering, the knife is domineering, and the knife is fearless!

"Kill!"

Jun Han's voice, accompanied by a powerful sword aura, rolled away.

With a loud bang, a clear blast of energy appeared in the sky, scattering around, and something terrifying happened.

Jun Han, he is not dead yet!

Under the clouds, a pair of giant wings flashed in the air, Jun Han looked at Shen Bufan with a sneer, and said: "This is the strength of your Ten Masters of the Eight Kingdoms?

"It's the first time I've met someone as shameless as you. Jun Han's mocking voice sounded in everyone's ears.

This made Shen Bufan's eyes a little more fierce, as the tenth master of the Eight Kingdoms, a guy from the Earth Spirit Realm, he wasted so much time, for the arrogant Shen Bufan, this was his shame.

"I don't want to waste any more time with you!" Shen Bufan shouted, and at the same time, a strange light shone out from his body, and above his head, a sword faintly appeared, it was a sword of Ling Tian.

"Martial Pulse! Ling Tian Sword Martial Pulse!"

Rumble......

There was a big earthquake at the scene, and countless warriors all wore horrified looks.

"Wu Mai, Shen Bufan even used the power of Wu Mai in order to deal with Jun Han?"

"Jun Han's strength, is it so strong?"

Everyone was extremely surprised, looking at the sky, at this moment in the sky, there was a sword that broke the sky, it pointed at the sky, as if the sky could not cover it, the sharp sword qi, endlessly, and there were streams of sword qi surrounding Shen Bufan's whole body, as if he was the incarnation of the sword.

"Jun Han, do you regret it?" The sun shone on Shen Bufan's face, making Shen Bufan look extremely cold.

However, everyone felt that under this cold face, there was a murderous heart that did not blink an eye.

"I do regret it, why do I talk so much nonsense with you. Jun Han let out a low roar, facing the extremely powerful Shen Bufan, there was no fear on his face, a seven-foot man, he should stand up to the sky, even if he has fallen into a crisis.

The moment the Ling Tian Sword appeared, Jun Han knew that his strength might not be able to resist this Ling Tian Sword.

The martial veins of the powerhouses of the Heavenly Spirit Realm are not so easy to resist.

"Die!" The corners of Shen Bufan's mouth kept smiling, his hand waved down ruthlessly, and the sword in the air was like an arrow, rushing towards Jun Han.

"This ...... This is the ......" Jun Han stood in place, but his eyes did not look at this fatal sword, but put his eyes on his body, where he thought of it, a cloud of black gas diffused, blending into Jun Han's right arm, and at that time, Jun Han felt that the strength of his right arm was rapidly improving, and even exceeded the shackles of the Heavenly Spirit Realm.

A cloud of black qi spread out in Jun Han's body.

Jun Han didn't care about it, he still stared at the black qi in his body, he could feel that this was the power of Shura.

Jun Han closed his eyes, as if he saw a red-haired Shura holding a broken knife galloping through the world, and for a while, Jun Han's heart swelled with a clear sense of enlightenment.

"Hum!" Jun Han's eyes widened suddenly, like two brilliant sword rays, Jun Han's smile became extremely strange: "Shen Bufan, you keep saying that I am a waste of me, and you think that you are a peerless genius, if the peerless genius is defeated in the hands of waste, it will be very interesting!"

"You don't have that chance!"

"You are too naïve!" Jun Han's voice fell, the power of Shura reappeared in the world, Jun Han waved the sword violently, and in his eyes, the scene of Shura holding a broken knife and killing the world kept appearing.

"Boom!" This knife actually caused the heaven and earth to move, the wings of the demon dragon moved, swayed upward, and flew into the air, and then like a comet-like power, it was completely bombarded in one breath, in countless lights, there was a sword, it could not compare to the momentum rushed out, that evil aura, but also made countless martial artists frightened.

The Knife of Death.

Shura's Sword!

"Click!" Ling Tianjian burst directly with a crisp sound, Shen Bufan, who was holding only half of Ling Tianjian, couldn't imagine how a person like Shen Bufan could be shattered by his martial veins?

This is...... Jun Han won?

Some martial artists hadn't yet reacted from what had just happened, looking at the black and grim figure, everyone finally exclaimed: "Jun Han, defeated Shen Bufan, how is this possible?"

(End of chapter)