Fan Lang was furious, and after sending away the Demon Mengxue, he directly used the strongest killing move at this stage. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

True Spirit Divine Sword Technique!

This sword technique is a bit cumbersome, and it takes a little bit of preparation time to do it.

Fan Lang released the sword embryo in the dantian and injected it into the dragon scale sword, causing a transcendent change, adding new metal to the dragon scale sword and turning it into a divine sword.

An extremely dangerous aura emanated from the top of the divine sword, even if it was motionless, this sword had a kind of earth-shattering determination, cutting the space and revealing a Dao rift.

This is a weapon of the gods, beyond mortals, incredible, even if only one percent of the power is blessed, it can bring about a qualitative leap.

Fan Lang had become a mortal with a divine sword in his hand at this time, and he had come into contact with an extraordinary realm, and in his chest, in addition to anger, there was also an additional battle intent to kill everything.

Seeing this, several disciples of the Babel Tower around changed their expressions one by one, their eyes fell on the divine sword, and they instinctively felt a sense of danger.

"Everyone, be careful, this sword is a bit of a doorway. ”

"This soil bun is really two times, and he actually knows such a special martial arts of creation, and uses the power of creation to create such an extraordinary divine weapon. ”

"He doesn't look like a dirt bun, the more he looks at it, the more he looks like a disciple who came out of a transcendent force. ”

"Then don't go up one by one, let's go up and deal with him in a group of two. It's a little safer that way. ”

Several people exchanged ideas quickly.

Xiahou Yue was eager for revenge, so she naturally wanted to take action in person, and the handsome man from before also rushed forward.

Fan Lang held the divine sword in his hand, and did not rush out of the sword, but first used a card to suppress the seal, turning into a sealing light, sealing the cards of all the enemies around him.

In this way, this group of people will not be able to use low-level cards, unless they are eleventh level cards, so they can be exempted from the seal. It's like an eleventh level card, even if it's them, it's hard to get it, and there will definitely not be too many, even if one is the sky.

"Let's fight!"

Fan Lang suddenly took out his sword, with the power of the gods, directly slashed through the space and attacked all the surrounding enemies. He himself went full speed ahead, and then used the Excalibur to assist in acceleration, so that his speed increased again, beyond his own limits.

The brilliant sword light shone all around, like a star ring on the periphery of the stars, spreading extremely domineeringly.

"Be careful!"

The handsome man felt the power of this sword, shouted, made a move to resist, and cast the Heavenly Secret Codex, turning into a mighty light curtain to block part of the sword qi.

The other eight also dealt with each other, some made moves to defend, and some dodged.

A total of nine people all survived this blow, and they could see that the sword in Fan Lang's hand was extraordinary, but they didn't expect that the actual effect would be so strong, even comparable to the Tongtian Secret Book they had learned.

Fan Lang's sword is more than that, he also has a back move!

Sou!

Fan Lang took out his sword again, this time it was no longer a large-scale attack, but locked on one person, turning into a cold light that broke through the sky, like a divine punishment from the sky, and the divine power was unstoppable.

In an instant, he rushed to the handsome man, and slashed out the divine sword in his hand.

The handsome man was experienced in a hundred battles, he did not panic, he responded calmly, the big knife in his hand danced, the moves were wild and subtle, and he used the Tongtian Secret Book and the Mirror Moon Sword Technique to block Fan Lang's attack.

Bell!

In the clash of swords, Excalibur was superior, cutting out multiple gaps in the broadsword, showing a huge advantage in terms of weapons.

Fan Lang failed to succeed quickly, and he was not in love with fighting, so he dodged and moved away, and suddenly went around the back of a Xuanjun.

Anyway, they are all enemies, and it doesn't hurt to pick a soft pinch of persimmon first, nine enemies are too much of an eyesore to jump around.

Chop!

The divine sword in Fan Lang's hand showed its might, and a sword slashed out.

This Xuanjun's strength is a lot worse than the handsome man just now, there is a world of difference, he couldn't dodge in time, he was directly killed, and he didn't even snort.

Fan Lang grabbed it and put away the enemy's belongings.

The disciples who came out of the transcendent forces are all fat sheep, and their wealth will never be less.

This scene made the remaining eight disciples shocked and angry.

"How dare you kill the disciples of the Tower of Babel!"

"Oops, Senior Brother Ou was killed by him!"

"Senior Brother Ou!"

"What a good dog, dare to kill the Tower of Babel, you are dead, and your relatives and friends are also dead!"

The remaining eight disciples shouted angrily.

Fan Lang sneered, his voice as cold as Jian Feng: "You are only allowed to kill, and no one else is allowed to kill you?" Don't use the Tower of Babel to scare people, no matter how big the power behind you is, here, you can only rely on yourself. Don't be like a nursing child, you have to rely on others to take care of you everywhere. ”

These words were prickly, and the remaining eight people were very angry.

As disciples of transcendent forces, they are more arrogant than the other, and they are proud of this identity, and it is a great shame to be said to be a nursing child, and it is more annoying than scolding them.

"I have changed my mind, I will no longer rub against him, and kill him directly! All the fellow disciples and brothers, especially several Xuan Emperor powerhouses, will attack together and kill him!" The handsome man's face was distorted, and he shouted loudly.

The eight disciples of the Tower of Babel changed their strategy, and began to besiege Fan Lang, with four Xuan Emperors as the leader and four Xuan Jun as the auxiliary.

No matter how Fan Lang defended the sky, there was a limit after all, and he was slightly disadvantaged by dealing with so many strong people at the same time.

Such a record is already amazing, and even the eight people who besieged him were very surprised. The four Xuan Emperors together, they couldn't even clean up a Xuan Jun, and when this matter spread, I'm afraid no one believed it.

The surrounding demons watched the battle from a distance, and they were all dumbfounded.

Someone entered the cave of the Iron Mask Demon Venerable, not only did he not die, but he also broke out alive, triggering this great battle of ghosts crying and howling. The people who shot were stronger than the other, especially the people who were besieged, and they were invincible alone.

Such terrifying strength is difficult to find in the Ancient Demon Pool, and only a few Great Demon Kings can compare with it.

The fighting intensified.

Fan Lang devoted himself wholeheartedly to the hard battle, and entered a state of self-forgetfulness, leaving only the idea of fighting in his heart, and no other distracting thoughts.

The divine sword in his hand played a decisive role, forcing several Xuan Emperors not to dare to get close, if there was no divine sword, his current situation would be even more difficult.

Clang!

With a crisp sound, Fan Lang cut off the handsome man's big knife in the confrontation, forcing the man to hurriedly hold the knife and retreat.

Not only this big knife, but all those who had had close combat with Fan Lang, all the weapons and equipment in their hands were damaged, and they were distressed one by one.

Fan Lang forced back an enemy, just in time to fight his way out of the encirclement, went around the back of a Xuanjun enemy, and pinched the soft persimmon again.

With a pop, the second Babel Pagoda disciple was slashed by Fan Lang strongly, and blood sprayed on his body, adding a touch of ferocity.

Said the steam egg

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