The scuffle continued, and it blossomed everywhere.

Sou!

Fan Lang's sword blade flowed, the trajectory was mysterious, and he forced the ancient master to kill the past, and the other party he killed was in danger.

Master Gu was proficient in formations, and he had to rely on various formations to block Fan Lang's powerful offensive. He manipulated three formations that were not frozen by frost and used three formations to fight against Fan Lang.

A formation attracted the surrounding stone bricks, and a large number of stone bricks were glued together, forming the shape of a fierce beast, and attacking Fan Lang. Even if it is shattered, it can be closed again.

Another formation formed a billowing black qi, which was full of various powers, including mystical power, intention, and the qi of life and death.

There is also a formation that is the sword formation that was released just now, which is still in effect.

Master Gu himself danced the formation flag and controlled multiple formations at the same time, and he was still at ease, worthy of being a master of this way.

Fan Lang was trapped by a variety of formations and had a slight upper hand, but he was afraid that it would be difficult to win within three or five moves.

Rumble!

Fan Lang urged Zhihai and burst out his thoughts, forming a violent impact, blasting one formation through, and then another formation rushed in his face and blocked him.

"My mind is very strong, but the way I use it is ordinary, and I can't fully exert the power of my mind!"

Fan Lang's heart sank.

He needs a stronger mental skill.

The sea of knowledge is surging, and the inspiration flashes.

He was immediately inspired and his wish came true.

This inspiration is based on the art of slashing me and forging gods, not a castle in the air, and there is a basis for it.

Fan Lang suddenly put away his sword, closed his eyes, tried it, and ran the Cutting Me Forging Divine Technique, dividing his sea of consciousness into nine.

Nine thoughts flew out from the center of his eyebrows at the same time, and there was a sword intent on top of the thoughts. The nine thoughts turned into nine glowing Fan Lang phantoms, each holding a sharp sword in their hands.

"Kill!"

Fan Lang suddenly opened his eyes, his tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and he took the other nine himself to attack together, casting different sword moves, choosing different attack directions, and all the edges were locked onto the ancient master, the Xuan Emperor.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The figure flickered rapidly, dizzyingly fast, and along with the brilliant sword light.

The figure and the sword light complement each other, unstoppable and unstoppable.

Master Gu was shocked, and hurriedly resisted, blocking the left, unable to block the right, blocking the front, unable to block the back.

One was not careful, he was stabbed by one of Fan Lang's swords, and he didn't know if it was the main body or the clone. He was hit by a sword wound, and his body shook violently, and then more sword light came from all directions, piercing his body one after another.

Poof!

Master Gu's body was torn to pieces by the intertwined figures and sword qi, and he died under Fan Lang's sword.

The last sword pierced through the head of the ancient master.

Ninety-nine returned to one, turned into the light of thought, and submerged into Fan Lang's eyebrows.

A series of prompts sounded, and in addition to the battle rewards, there was also a hint of a new skill.

[The player has an epiphany of 11-star swordsmanship skills. 】

Divide my swordsmanship!

Create an ideological clone, let the clone hold a sword, each clone is very powerful, and use a dazzling offensive to kill the enemy strongly, this is the sword technique of dividing me.

Only those with strong ideas can give full play to this move, and the stronger the ideas, the stronger the swordsmanship.

"Cool! This move is powerful, better than the Lotus Heart Sword Technique, and it can give full play to my powerful ideas!"

Fan Lang had a new killer move, and he was very happy.

And he had a hunch that this move was just a prototype, and there was still a lot of potential for improvement.

"Then it's your turn!" Fan Lang looked coldly at the other two Xuan Emperors.

These people are helping to abuse, and if they want to stand on Shen Junwolf's side, then there is no need to be polite.

Kill them all!

Fan Lang's old technique was repeated, and he released the sword technique again, closed his eyes, and opened them suddenly, with a little spiritual light in his eyebrows, and divided into nine doppelgangers, each holding a sword, extremely sharp.

Ten Fan waves flickered rapidly, turning into ten brilliant streamers, intertwined into a dangerous light curtain, attacking a Xuan Emperor.

This person was fighting with the old man Hai, Fan Lang suddenly killed, the speed was extremely fast, the attack was sharp, he didn't have time to deal with it, he was strangled by a group of Fan Lang with swords.

Sou!

Fan Lang's true body flashed, and the nine thoughts did not enter the center of his eyebrows.

Go on!

Fan Lang rose up, non-stop, and then attacked the last Xuanhuang who was still resisting.

The scene that happened just now was repeated, and Fan Lang turned into ten and killed the enemy.

Kill three Xuan Emperors in a row!

Fan Lang had killed Emperor Xuan before, but he had never killed him so happily as he did today, and he killed three of them in one go, cleanly.

Emperor Xuan is a fat sheep, and after killing it, he reported a large number of rewards, and the experience points alone were nearly one billion.

He was about to move to the next level.

Frost witnessed the whole process of Fan Lang's great might, and the eyes under the mask changed. She fought with Fan Lang, and Fan Lang was not so strong before.

After Fan Lang broke through to the realm of Emperor Xuan, his strength soared a lot, and he could easily kill Emperor Xuan, which was really terrifying.

"If I fight again, my chances of winning are slim to none!"

Frost made a judgment in her heart, and generally only when facing Xuan Sheng, she would have this kind of feeling.

On the other side, Ku Rongzi had been watching the excitement, and he also saw Fan Lang's strength, squinted slightly, and said secretly: "Liuli Sanren has accepted a powerful apprentice, and the realm of Emperor Xuan is so powerful, and the future is immeasurable." ”

The three Xuan Emperors led by him were all killed by Fan Lang alone, and the rest were not to be feared.

Fan Lang waved his sword, and the entire auction was shaken, and he shouted: "These Xuanhuang Emperors are all dead, are you stronger than them? Those who know the times are Junjie, stop fighting for the tiger, now there is still a way to live if you abandon your weapons and surrender! In the future, the auction will continue to operate as usual, but the owner has been replaced by Bao Chunguang! Shen Junwolf, a wolf-hearted and dog-hearted person, is not worth your life for him at all!"

These words played a clear role.

The members of the auction who were still fighting before chose to surrender one by one, gave up the confrontation, and were defeated. Even Emperor Xuan, who had been watching the battle, expressed his willingness to surrender.

The die is cast!

The auction was all settled, but Fan Lang did not completely relax, he held the dragon scale sword, raised his eyes and looked at a floating stand, on which the Hundred Flowers Holy Son was sitting, and behind him there was a pair of puppets whose strength was comparable to that of the Xuan Sheng.

Fan Lang knew that the matter was not over yet.

Sure enough.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The Hundred Flowers Holy Son clapped his hands and sneered: "It's really a dog-eat-dog show." Fan Lang, you are really bold, you dare to kill so many people in front of me, and you want to rob the entire auction. Did you know that this auction is under the jurisdiction of our Heavenly Rail City? Every year, the auction has to pay tribute to Heavenly Rail City. Over the years, Shen Junwolf has not paid less money every year. If you kill him, how can I sit idly by? ”

The Hundred Flowers Holy Son stood up with a sneer on his face.

When Shen Junwolf asked him for help before, he ignored it, but now he stood up.