Eagle Nine and Eagle Seven, two powerhouses in the early stage of the Transformation of Gods, were killed by a sword in this way!

This is something that no one can imagine, in the hearts of many monks, the god is already a super strong existence, and those who can kill the god must be a strong person above the god, could it be that this boy who looks less than twenty years old is a god?

"There is no trace of true yuan fluctuation in this son! Even the moment he drew his sword just now, there was no explosion of true yuan!"

"Terrible, terrible, such a young boy!"

"This scene reminds me of a man!"

"Who?"

"That incomparable demon exists, the legendary strongest Yuanying monk Zhang Fan!"

After the silence, the monks present began to whisper, until one of them exclaimed, "Yes! Zhang Fan!"

Everyone was in a commotion, although Zhang Fan had disappeared for more than three years, his name was still in their hearts, and now seeing such a young and strong man in the world, they couldn't help but think of the existence that was once incomparable.

"It can't be him, even if Zhang Fan is not dead, he never uses a sword, not to mention that the flying knife stunt is also condensed by the true yuan, although this son is strong in drawing a sword, it is far inferior to Zhang Fan back then!"

Someone immediately denied: "What's more, the two of them look completely different, and I was on the scene of the peerless battle that day." ”

Zheng Gusi fell under this scene, he couldn't help but take a few steps back, he couldn't believe it, he only felt that what he saw was too illusory, such a strong man was around him, and he couldn't even look down on it? Thinking of this, his face couldn't help but turn a little pale, and he regretted it in his heart, if Ruan Qingshu wanted to leave Zhang Fan just now, even if he said something to stop it, maybe it would be to gain the friendship of a strong man.

Xiao Fengyan also bit her lower lip, thinking of her indifference to Zhang Fan, she regretted it in her heart, how could she have a choice at the moment, and walked over with the seriously injured Wu Bu.

The horror in Wu Bu's eyes was even stronger, he was a god powerhouse, he knew how amazing the sword was just now, and he asked himself if he might not be able to take it even in his heyday.

Gu Siya covered her mouth, unable to believe it: "Fang, Fang Wuji, why are you so powerful?"

"Who are you?"

Xi Jiangyue's eyes were cold, and he was shocked and angry in his heart, to his level, his prestige had already begun, and he was able to earn resources and cultivate with peace of mind, but today he was beheaded by Zhang Fan with a sword in public, and he didn't even have time to stop it, which was undoubtedly a shame for him.

"Fang Wuji!" Zhang Fan smiled, not caring about Xi Jiangyue's anger at all: "You seem to be very unconvinced? ”

This made Xi Jiangyue's heart even more angry, and her face sank like water:

"What a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, let me teach you a good lesson today!"

After Xi Jiangyue finished speaking, she stepped out and made a bold move.

It descended in front of Zhang Fan as if it had shrunk into inches, and a punch came from afar, and suddenly the white mist-like true yuan condensed into a long rainbow.

"Be careful!" exclaimed Gusya.

'Bang!'

Facing a punch like a giant hammer bombardment, Zhang Fan met it with one hand.

In an instant, the fists and palms separated, and the true yuan exploded under the collision in the middle, and the violent force swept away in all directions like a hurricane, and the monks in the martial arts field changed color one after another, and suddenly retreated backwards.

"What a strong body!"

Xi Jiangyue's heart was full of shock, he gathered Zhenyuan into one point under one punch, it seemed simple, but in fact it contained infinite explosive power, but such a blow was lightly supported by Zhang Fan.

"Why is his physical body so strong? Could it be that he is really a strong person above the god transformation?"

Xi Jiangyue only felt incredible, Zhang Fan didn't use a trace of true yuan from beginning to end, and it was difficult to really judge his realm.

But at this time, he couldn't think about it anymore, because Zhang Fan had already drawn his sword again.

Xi Jiangyue returned with a punch, and the sword qi followed like a shadow, directly cutting through the smoke and dust of the impact explosion, and the terrifying Ling Yan rushed towards him.

"Jiang Full Moon!"

Xijiang Yueshuang was like playing a piano in mid-air, Zhenyuan shot out from his fingertips, and the lingering silk threads hung down like rain, just like the endless spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and in an instant, on the route of Xijiangyue's upside-down flight, it was like countless silk threads condensed into a net, these Zhenyuan's silk threads seemed to be weak, but in fact, they were more tenacious than ever, endlessly.

"This is Xi Jiangyue's fame!"

Everyone's eyes widened, and with one move, countless silk threads were transformed, even if Zhang Fan drew his sword and pulled out Bai Hong, it gradually dissipated under the pull of countless silk threads.

"Let's shoot together!"

Zhang Fan came out with a sword, and his momentum seemed to be knocked down by Xi Jiangyue's mastery, and the cold light flashed in the eyes of Bo Dongqing and Chaisong, and one left and one right instantly attacked.

"Punch!"

"Withered!"

On the left, there was a guess song gathering force, the figure instantly turned into a streamer, and the furious true yuan directly blew up the monks on the route, and the sound of breaking the void resounded, and before the sound came, the person arrived first.

On the right, Bo Dongqing jumped into the air, and when the ten fingers of his hands were opened, the true yuan burst out, and it was violently wrapped around Zhang Fan like an old tree root.

"Half a month and a half is missing!"

The moment the two great avatar powerhouses shot at the same time, Xi Jiangyue's hands swayed like cotton palms, and countless silk threads shot out in an instant, combining with the offensive of the two avatar gods, and directly took Zhang Fan.

"Hehe!

Zhang Fan smiled, the tip of his sword was still pointed on the ground, and he picked it up into the void with his hand, and the sword qi suddenly rippled away, and the black cloth that wrapped the sword body instantly turned into powder, and the turquoise green mangs suddenly bloomed, extremely dazzling!

"Good sword!"

The momentary chill directly hit the hearts of the monks present, making them sigh.

"Tear up!" Zhang Fan had never learned sword moves, he came out with a sword intent, and the moment he picked up the sword, the sword aura was like a rainbow.

With one action, the sword walked as he wished, within a radius of three zhang, and was instantly wrapped by infinite sword qi, whether it was the white silk of the true yuan in the sky, or the withered entanglement like an old tree, even the air was directly cut into several pieces by the sword qi.

To outsiders, strange white air passages appeared in the entire space, like the spectacle of air being cut through and flowing backwards.

The next moment, the heavy punch has arrived, and everything is between the lightning and flint.

"This!"

Everyone present showed a look of horror, and in the face of the incomparable bombardment punch, Zhang Fan directly pierced with a sword.

The sword of refining the heart comes out, as if nothing can stop it, and a sword piercing can break everything.

Zhang Fan and Chaisong staggered, and the sword qi was like a dragon and directly pounced on Xijiangyue, and vaguely everyone seemed to hear the roaring sound of the dragon.

In the blink of an eye.

All the silk threads condensed in front of Xi Jiangyue suddenly shattered, the white clothes on his chest cracked, and a crack appeared, and even blood beads were faintly seeping out of his skin, and shallow sword marks could be seen.

If it weren't for the silk threads in the sky blocking most of the sword qi, Zhang Fan's sword power would be enough to cut off his arm.

Then there was a bang!

Guess Song's whole person smashed into the martial arts arena like a meteorite landing, and his body was separated.

Bo Dongqing was injured by the sword qi and fell to the far end suddenly, his blood churning.

When everyone saw this, they were all dumbfounded.

For a while, there was silence in this martial arts field.

It's just the power of a sword, Xi Jiangyue, Bo Dongqing, and Guess Song, the result of one by one powerful gods and powerhouses ended up with one death and two injuries.

Everyone looked at Zhang Fan with a deep sense of awe.

"A blockbuster! After this battle, who can be his opponent in the Hundred Cultivation Conference!"

(End of chapter)