"Dead !!"

The tyrant's body shook, as fast as lightning, and his arm covered with pitch-black matter grabbed Fan Ji.

"Haoran Kendo!" The old man's voice rang out, and in the blink of an eye, endless sword qi burst out, engulfing the tyrant.

Each sword qi may not be as powerful as the previous one, but it should not be underestimated, any sword qi can easily strangle a powerhouse at the [martial power] level below the ten veins.

The pitch-black matter formed a ball, enveloping the tyrant, and countless sword qi struck it, causing layers of ripples, but it was never able to break through.

"It's kind of interesting." Fan Ji's gaze swept over the black sphere, and his expression was cold.

The essence converged on the sword, and the inscription shimmered brightly.

The two inscriptions attached to his weapon, "Sharp" and "Demon Slayer", although they are basic and popular inscriptions, can also be extremely powerful.

The blade of the sword slashed down, and the brilliant sword wave suddenly appeared, and the momentum was far less than the destruction of a hundred-meter street, but the degree of danger was even greater.

The destructive power that can destroy hundreds of meters of road is all compressed in this sword.

As if smelling some dangerous breath, the pitch-black liquid flowed, constantly reinforcing the black ball, and shot towards Fan Ji, and anything that stood in the way was smashed to pieces.

"Slash!" The old man's shout rang out, and the blade and the black ball clashed fiercely, and the aftermath brought a wave of qi, roaring and scraping towards the earth.

The air wave blew through the tall buildings, cutting them off at the waist, and dozens of buildings that were still intact tilted and collapsed at the same moment.

If the two of them were given enough time to fight fiercely without stopping them, the entire Bunkyo might be reduced to ruins!

Layers of cracks appeared on the black ball, and it suddenly exploded.

The pitch-black figure flew out sideways, smashing into the street and sliding hundreds of meters, revealing the young man whose eyes were gradually losing his mind.

The aerial drone cautiously approached the tyrant lying on his back, and through it, Jing Zhaoyin and the Tianqian King took the entire battle into view.

"His Royal Highness the King of Tianqian, do you need to ......" Jing Zhaoyin made an explosive gesture, he had already seen that the so-called tyrant might be able to resist for the time being, but he was definitely not that person's opponent.

"Wait for him to consume it for a while." King Tianqian waved his hand, "If you blow yourself up now, I'm afraid it will be difficult to achieve the desired effect." ”

Looking at the screen, his eyes are deep, and he doesn't speak anymore.

Casually raised the car on the side of his hand and threw it violently, the string called reason in the young man's mind completely shattered, and he completely turned into a monster controlled by the instinct of [bloodline armament].

He raised his head and roared silently, and the speed of his escape suddenly increased several times.

"Hmph, the weird old man who is even more difficult than you has also been killed, and he can't catch you?"

Fan Ji was not afraid and raised his sword to meet him.

No matter how fast the black streamer moved, Fan Ji could always catch up, and the sword dao that had been practiced for hundreds of years completely showed a terrifying side.

The roar of the two eruptions was clearly audible even in the surrounding area.

On the edge of the battle, the figures gradually gathered, looking at Fan Ji's gaze, revealing undisguised hatred and killing intent.

How can Bunkyung, which they regard as their home, not be angry when it is destroyed like this!

It's a pity that due to their limited strength, they only dare to wander around the periphery, and the sword qi in the battlefield is vertical and horizontal, and if they dare to enter, they will be cut into countless pieces at the first time.

Hou Yuanzheng looked at the battlefield intently, suddenly heard footsteps, subconsciously looked back, and saw a middle-aged man with a grim face, walking slowly, and laughing in a low voice: "Brother, you are also here to find a chance to yin that old guy?" ”

Chen Xu's disguised "Tiger King" remained silent and glanced at him.

On the contrary, he came to assist that Haoran Sect senior.

Not long ago, Haoran Sect sent a message to several other branch bosses, which roughly means that their ancestor has returned, you all give labor and management a little leisure, I am now, very strong!

Because of this news, Chen Xu had to turn on the message Do Not Disturb, and the news in [Guiyuan Shangzong's Family] was going crazy, and it was 99+ in less than a few minutes.

The discussion between the sect master and the elders was in full swing, and from the words they sent, anyone could see two doubts: the ancestor of the [Wu Xiang] family has returned, what to do in the future; The ancestor who said he would return is still nowhere to be found.

At the same time, two tasks were released internally: assisting the [Martial Minister] Ancestor of the Haoran Sect and finding the eldest disciple Zhong Lizheng.

found that the location of the mission was in Wenjing, in line with the idea that there were points not to earn in vain, the player "Chen Xu" was temporarily offline, and the player "Tiger King" was online.

Seeing that Chen Xu didn't reply, Hou Yuanjun narrowed his gaze, he estimated that he had met those armed envoys with strange tempers.

As soon as there are many people, there will be wonders, and this circle is no exception.

Chen Xu didn't care about the weak chicken on the side at all, and most of his mind was immersed in the two people in the battlefield.

Whether it was the giant sword qi that slashed towards Wen Jing at the beginning, or the strength of those two people who broke out at the moment, it made him feel slightly frightened.

Even if the two of them didn't go all out, it would not be much more difficult to kill him in his heyday than to pinch an ant to death.

To be precise, in front of the two of them, it makes no difference whether you are an ant or a [martial power] powerhouse.

But Chen Xu will not have feelings of helplessness and fear similar to other armed envoys in his heart, let alone engrave these scenes into his heart, and every time he recalls it, he will toss and turn, becoming the deepest nightmare in his heart.

Because he has [Tianwu], he believes that with [Tianwu], as long as he doesn't mess around and die, sooner or later he will reach the level of those two people, and even completely surpass them.

Suddenly, a huge amount of essence erupted, and the whistling air flow interrupted Chen Xu's thoughts, and he squinted his eyes and looked into the battlefield.

The essence that was so dense that it was almost substantial rose from under his feet, and Fan Ji pointed at him like a sword, pointing at the hilt of the sword.

"This move is a move and a half that the old man comprehended from a certain [Fusion] senior's move, you can defeat under this move, and you are proud enough!"

The Qiankun Righteous Qi in the body was running wildly, and the faceless old man and Fan Ji faintly coincided.

I don't know if it's an illusion, it was clear that the old man was faceless, but Chen Xu read the word "crazy laughter" from its face, as if it was not the product of the evolution of essence, but a living being.

"Burial Pose!"

The cold light appeared, and the sword seemed to be slow and fast, with air currents, dust, and night...... It's as if everything has been torn in half.

The pitch-black fluid seemed to sense that death was coming, and it had no intention of resisting at all, and turned around to escape.

As soon as the front foot was raised, the whole body froze in place, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Knock, knock, knock, knock......

The sound of the heart beating is getting louder and louder.

Rumble!!!

Fan Ji's expression changed greatly, and he wanted to retreat, but it was completely too late, and he was engulfed by the flames in the sky in an instant.

"!"

In the blink of an eye, the three steps of steam explosion, bone armor covering, and King Kong glaze were completed, Chen Xu protected his heart and head, and did not turn around and run like others, but drilled into the ground like a drill.