Chapter Forty-Eight: Shot

Just when the army of the Great Warriors was in a fierce confrontation with the Yuan Demon Sect.

A blood-colored streamer pierced the sky.

But it was a blood-colored flying sword coming from afar.

Exploded in the horde of monsters.

Like fireworks, a flying sword was scattered into twelve, and each flying sword was swirling with sharp sword qi!

The sword qi like a meat grinder swept over in the blink of an eye, slashing the demon beasts and heavy armorers into minced meat.

Terrible wails came and went.

"It's my master who has arrived!"

The warriors on the Daqian side cheered up.

In the distance, Chen Fan, who was following behind Yuan Daokong, also squinted at this terrifying flying sword technique, with a subtle expression.

Before the two arrived, Yuan Daokong had almost killed hundreds of demon beasts.

The long-range attack effect of the Flying Sword Technique is really too strong.

In terms of the power of the moves, Chen Fan thought that the "Fire Saint Sword" in his normal state would definitely surpass the flying sword of the original Daokong!

But no matter how powerful his move is, the range that his move can reach is very limited.

Outside the range of tens of zhang, the power will drop significantly.

And the technique of flying swords, not to mention ten zhang, hundreds of zhang is nothing.

The power won't drop too much!

And Chen Fan's progress in the "Ten Thousand Swordsman" is still too low, and he may be able to fly so far away with the Divine Sense Sword, but the power is extremely limited, and it can't even compare to the traceless sand.

Shaking his head, Chen Fan also rushed out in one direction towards the demon beast and the demon army.

The horizontal sword is slashed.

There was thunder on the board.

These are generally demon beasts below the ninth level, and they can't stop Chen Fan's sword light at all.

The eightfold thunder knife slashed out continuously, and the roar continued to sound.

At this time, a black shadow in the sky pierced the sky, but I saw a person covered under the heavy armor suddenly break through the sky and appear in front of Chen Fan!

Chen Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, but he also felt the terrifying aura on his person.

Under his divine sense, he also sensed that his person was not tenfold!

He frowned and raised his sword.

Again an eightfold thunder knife slashed out.

Pillars of thunder roared down.

His arms were outstretched, and the wind was swirling, but he was laughing and rushing towards Chen Fan.

The thunder light hit him, but he didn't seem to realize it!

"What a strong defense, so fast ......"

Chen Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, but he felt the wind rolling around his body.

He also narrowed his eyes and dealt with his people, if he didn't want to show his strength, then he could only use the Sword of the Son of Heaven.

At this moment, a blood-colored lightsaber pierced the sky and came red.

Rumble!

The blood-colored flying sword slashed at its people.

After a huge roar, its people smashed into the earth like a black meteor, and huge smoke and dust rippled.

But Chen Fan frowned.

In the smoke and dust, a loud laughter sounded, and the wind suddenly rose, suppressing countless smoke and dust in an instant!

The heavily armored man had no injuries left on his body at all.

Then, thinking that he was the center of the circle, a dazzling spiritual light surged out, covering everything in a range of nearly ten zhang.

"Dao Domain!"

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes and turned into thunder and retreated wildly.

There was a big difference between his Humane Domain and all the Dao Realm masters of the Yuan Demon Sect that Chen Fan had seen.

The masters of the Yuan Demon Sect that Chen Fan saw were usually blood-colored or black Dao Domain!

The range of this domain was only ten zhang, and Chen Fan felt a familiar aura from it.

"This person is a master who has comprehended the Wind Dao Domain!"

Even if it is a disciple of the Demon Sect, it does not mean that the artistic conception of comprehension must be the artistic conception of the standard of the Demon Gate.

Artistic conceptions such as the artistic conception of killing are not something that everyone can comprehend.

The elemental artistic conception is indeed the most common type of artistic conception.

At this time, the original path void turned into a streamer and appeared in front of Chen Fan, and the blood sword in the sky lingered around his body.

He looked at the man with an awe-struck face, frowning.

"This person is the ninefold limit, Chen Fan, you retreat for the time being, and leave this person to me to deal with!"

The so-called ninefold limit refers to the state of transcending the ordinary ninefold and even reaching the tenfold category, but not yet breaking through the tenfold realm.

Like Le Shaoyuan, Cheng Caiying and the like can be called the ninefold limit.

With the strength that Chen Fan showed on the surface, there was still a certain gap from the ninefold limit.

This level also has the ability to resist the ten masters.

Not to mention that it can be defeated, but entanglement is definitely not a problem.

Chen Fan glanced at the heavily armored man, but he squinted his eyes and turned back, turning straight away!

And at this moment, a big knife suddenly appeared between the man's hands and slashed towards Chen Fan, "Can you escape?" ”

A huge sword-shaped phantom instantly appeared in the Dao Domain, and the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi swirled, and the blade slashed out.

The wind suddenly rose, and the wind came with the sword qi.

At the same time that Chen Fan's body turned into thunder.

Le Shaoyuan's blood sword also fell from the sky, blocking behind Chen Fan.

Then his eyes looked coldly at the heavily armored man in front of him: "Do you not exist when I do?" ”

The heavily armored man laughed: "You great martial artists, aren't you completely without merit, this flying sword technique is extraordinary......

Yuan Daokong snorted coldly.

The flying sword sped again, instantly rushing into the heavily armored man's realm.

The Dao Domain could not hinder the terrifying power of the original Daokong sword.

Rumble!

The two masters fought, and the roar kept ringing.

But Chen Fan had already retreated to another time.

He narrowed his eyes and turned his head to watch the two of them fight, but his gaze was subtle.

From his point of view, although the strength of the two is strong, there is still a big gap compared to themselves.

Even if you don't inspire a rage, you should be able to defeat the two.

It's just that with his current vision and insight, he has also discovered that Yuan Daokong is easy to fight against him.

"Zhao Tianhua told me that Yuan Daokong's strength is noteworthy, and now it seems that if this is the case, he should not have shown his true strength......"

Even so, it was a few points more powerful than Le Shaoyuan that Chen Fan met at the beginning.

Chen Fan shook his head and retracted his gaze and looked into the distance.

His divine sense swept over, and he had already found that the vitality of heaven and earth was agitating in that direction, and at the same time, he could clearly see that the spiritual light was intertwined and rippling, and the momentum was terrifying, and it was clear that the Dao domain where the two tenfold masters were constantly colliding.

He knew before that Teng Jin was intercepting the ten masters of the Yuan Demon Sect, and it was not difficult to guess that it was Teng Jin fighting with others!

"Word came to Teng Jin that he had entangled that ten-fold ......"

Where the tenfold masters clash, ordinary people dare not approach.

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes.

Yuan Daokong met a strong enemy, but it was a good opportunity for him to leave alone.

He rose with his sword, slashed the demons and demon sect disciples in his pass one by one, and then quickly walked away into the distance!

Soon he came to the place where the two tenfold masters clashed.

At this time, in the surroundings, except for the two who were fiercely fighting, there was no half figure at all!

After all, the battle of the ten masters, even if it is just the aftermath, is not something that ordinary people can resist!

I'm afraid that only the ninefold limit of the level of the original Daokong can be intervened in.

Chen Fan's eyes flashed with a ghostly light.

After confirming that one of the ten-fold was Teng Jin, he rushed to the two in an instant.

With a wave of his hand, a scroll unfolded, floating abruptly in the air, and then a vast layer of fluorescent light rippled out, completely covering the two that were in front of each other!

Scroll of Paintings!

The two were also stunned.

But they stopped their shots one after another, and they all looked at Chen Fan in surprise.

Teng Jin was stunned, but he recognized the identity of the person who came, his expression was subtle, and he frowned:

"Senior Brother Chen Fan...... You laid this barrier? ”