Chapter 402 Powerful

The fiery red sword on Li Yuanhong's head shot out, and where the fiery red shadow passed, the air was ignited, and a huge flame channel appeared out of thin air in an instant, and the rolling thunder resounded through that passage.

Li Yuanhong was also able to perform the sword qi thunder sound technique, and it was more powerful than Ma Fan's, and no matter how Ma Fan belittled Li Yuanhong and his sword, but at this moment, Ma Fan's strength was far inferior to Li Yuanhong's absolute.

Ma Fan's heart was awe-inspiring, and he directly summoned a mouthful of medium-grade magic weapon Dading to smash at the fiery red flying sword that shot at it, and then the whole person retreated backwards at the fastest speed.

"Dang!"

The fiery red Dading shook violently, and then countless cracks like spider silk spread all over the inside and outside of the Dading out of thin air.

"Poof!"

With a soft sound, the fiery red Dading shattered into countless pieces, and then before those fragments could fly away, they were all burned into water droplets and fell to the ground, and a medium-grade magic weapon that was enough for the Yuan Infant Monk to scramble for was easily destroyed.

"This Li Yuanhong's strength is really strong, I can't rush to Dingjun Mountain if he is in front, and I can't escape far if I retreat, it's not a way to go on like this!" Ma Fan felt too passive, for him, Li Yuanhong's cultivation was unpredictable, and he couldn't shake it at all.

Li Yuanhong forced him up, and said sarcastically: "Why should you bother, it's useless to struggle anyway, it will only be painful, why don't you just tie your hands and arrest it, I can still give you a good time, don't make mistakes." ”

Although his words were calm, he killed step by step, and inadvertently adjusted his body again, no matter which direction Ma Fan ran away, he could immediately block the front,

Ma Fan was shocked, this person was different from the monks he had met in the past, he had amazing combat experience, although he was only a mid-stage cultivator, but once he fought, among the monks of the Transformation Stage that Ma Fan had seen, I am afraid that only Kou Qianzhi could compete with him.

"What is your status in the Shushan Sect?" Ma Fan asked.

Li Yuanhong sighed slightly: "Poor Dao is not talented, ranking eleven among the inner disciples of the second generation of Shushan. ”

"With your cultivation and combat experience, you are only the eleventh of the inner disciples, not a true disciple?" Ma Fan exclaimed.

Li Yuanhong sighed again: "All the people of my Shushan sect are assigned some tasks of slaying demons and eliminating demons every year, and every disciple is fought out of battle, plus the unique Dao swordsmanship of this sect, everyone can leapfrog and defeat the rest of the monks of the sect who only know how to practice behind closed doors."

My cultivation is not the best in the sect, and my combat experience is not much among the disciples of the same level in the sect, so I can only rank in this position.

You kid doesn't know anything, and before you understand the strength of my Shushan faction, you tried in vain to meddle in the battle between the Shushan faction and the Wudoumi Sect, but you died unjustly.

It's almost time, it's time for you to hit the road!"

"Whew!"

There was a soft sound in the sky, and it seemed to be burned a little distorted, and the fiery red flying sword wrapped in flames exuded a palpitating aura.

The sword qi was extremely domineering and powerful, and the air ignited by the sword covered the sky with billowing smoke, and slashed down towards Ma Fan!

Ma Fan couldn't hide anymore, so he hurriedly smashed another medium-grade magic weapon Dading towards the fiery flying sword again, and at the same time, he took out the big black bell he had taken from the demon clan and put it above his head.

This big bell is also a little wonderful, when Ma Fan saw it, it was tattered, I didn't expect it to have the ability to recover automatically, Ma Fan didn't take long to recover his mind, so Ma Fan's expectations for it are still above the middle grade magic weapon Dading, and the Ding will be smashed out, and the top will be planted above.

The mid-grade magic weapon Dading emitted a blazing light and released a lot of flames, but the brilliance and flames were instantly swallowed up by the fiery red flying sword. ...,

"Dang!"

A loud bang and a crisp sound of "click" came out almost at the same time, and the Dading, which had followed Ma Fan for a while and made a lot of contributions, was finally officially destroyed today.

Ma Fan had already been mentally prepared for the destruction of this medium-grade magic weapon, so he didn't waver at all, but just continuously injected his true qi into the black bell above his head.

There was a crack on the big bell, and then with the influx of Ma Fan's true qi to recover, Li Yuanhong quickly pinched the sword technique, and Liliang re-erupted a huge liliang after receiving the support of Li Yuanhong's sword technique and true qi with the declining sword, and the black bell was crushed open again, Ma Fan also gritted his teeth and increased the input of true qi, trying to speed up the recovery of the big bell.

"Smack"

In the face of Li Yuanhong's strong strength, even though the black bell was wonderful, it also reached its limit, it fell apart all of a sudden, and then it burned, completely destroyed, even if it had an automatic repair function, it was useless.

Ma Fan blocked the Chixiao Sword King, who had been preparing for a long time, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his entire mouth, and he swiped out dozens of meters backwards, and his body drew a passage on the ground, and the deeper he went, the deeper he went.

"I didn't expect you to have so many magic weapons, but your strength is not good, and you can't exert the power of these magic weapons, it's just that you can delay for a while. But I like to see people desperate and heartbroken! Since you don't give up, then release as many magic weapons as you want, and I'll help you destroy them one by one. Li Yuanhong had already regarded Ma Fan as a dish on his plate, but he did not attack again, but began to attack Ma Fan again.

Although Ma Fan still has the newly obtained bead that he doesn't know the grade, but Ma Fan doesn't think it's of any use, Ma Fan has a treasure that is suspected to be a blood god knife, but he can't use it, so at this time, it seems that all Ma Fan can rely on is the sword in his hand.

Ma Fan stood up, flicked the sword sound of the Chixiao Sword in his hand with his left hand, and then smiled at the Chixiao Sword and said, "Sword! Sword! You have been following me for some time, we have experienced a lot of battles together, and before you know it, you have become my closest partner."

Maybe it's you and me who are fighting today, but for you not to be sealed in the dust, for the name of Chixiao not to be tarnished, I don't want to die in the hands of such an unknown person, and I want to live a little longer, let's fight together again today. ”

As soon as Ma Fan said this, he saw the Chixiao Sword in his hand tremble, and it burst out with a blazing red light.

For a moment, Ma Fan seemed to have figured out the sword in his hand, understood the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of the Chixiao Sword in his hand, and felt the joy of finally finding the recognized owner after the Chixiao Sword had been silent for an unknown number of years, and felt the fierce battle intent of the Chixiao Sword.

At this moment, Ma Fan felt that the Chixiao Sword seemed to have become a part of his body, although he had not yet used this Chixiao Sword that was in line with his heart to fight, but Ma Fan felt a different kind of power in the feeling of being connected by blood.

Ma Fan has always thought that the divine weapon has a great name, and it is of no great use except for being hard and sharp, not to mention fighting against magic weapons, even if it is inferior to magic weapons. But at this moment, Ma Fan knew that his previous thoughts were wrong.