Within the dark scenes, Jiu Shen and Jian Luan's eyes confronted each other.

Suddenly, Jiushen's open hands were closed, and five giant pythons with a length of 100 zhang suddenly appeared in the black curtain, and the giant python's bloody mouth was wide open, and he was about to swallow Jian Luan in one gulp.

Seeing that the giant python was frantically biting at him, Jian Luan suddenly disappeared in a flash, and when he reappeared, a sword smashed on the python's head.

This sword was like a mountain, like a hundred-zhang tall building falling, and its heavy sword momentum sounded a burst of explosions even if it crossed the void.

This seemingly simple sword is actually not simple, if it is smashed, several Jindan monks will turn into blood and mud in an instant.

However, what surprised Jian Luan happened, that is, this powerful sword had no effect on the giant python, and there was no wave at all.

Suddenly, feeling the killing intent behind him, Jian Luan kicked with one foot, and flew out for miles in an instant, and the two giant pythons also collided together.

However, Jian Luan was still a little slower after all, and although he avoided the bite of the giant python behind him, he was still rubbed by his body.

If Woody is rough-skinned and thick-skinned, even if he is hit by this giant python, he is afraid that nothing will happen, but although Jian Luan is powerful, when it comes to his body, he is far inferior to Woody's physical cultivation.

It was just a seemingly simple "rubbing", Jian Luan felt a turmoil in his body, as if displaced, and the knocked down arm also began to tremble violently, and the bones inside had been broken into many knots.

Regardless of the injury, it is clear that there is no way to use this hand anymore.

And this hand is the hand in which he holds the sword.

"Is it stronger than I thought?"

Cold sweat on his forehead, enduring the pain in his hand, Jian Luan took the sword with his uninjured left hand, and the sword light in his eyes overflowed.

Although this left-handed sword is not what he is good at, it is much worse than the right hand that he is good at, but fortunately, he has practiced it before, and it is not impossible to use it.

"In that case......

Looking at the five evil pythons rushing towards him, Jian Luan took a deep breath, then shook his wrist and turned to his backhand to hold the sword.

Moving left and right back slightly, the aura on Jian Luan's body quickly poured into the sword, making it gradually emit a dazzling blue light, and the edge above the sword blade was even more clearly visible.

Suddenly, just as the five giant pythons arrived in front of Jian Luan and were about to swallow it, Jian Luan's pupils shrank slightly, and his left hand suddenly swung out.

The moment his left hand swung out, a sword light of hundreds of zhang suddenly appeared, just touching the edge of the black curtain that shrouded Jiushen and Jian Luan.

With the wave of Jian Luan's hand, the sword light of hundreds of zhang also began to move, the giant python stopped, and Jiushen also froze.

After a while, Jian Luan's movements stopped, the giant python disappeared in his eyes, and the black curtain that shrouded him suddenly dissipated, and he saw it again...... It's night.

And Bu Fan and the others also re-saw the situation between the two.

"That sword light was sent by the sword junior brother, could it be that the sword junior brother won?" Seeing the powerful sword light tearing apart the black curtain, Bu Fan pinched his chin and thought.

Not only Bu Fan thought this way, but even the others thought this way, even if they were so far away, all the monks could clearly feel the feeling of weakness coming from the two of them.

At this time, Jiushen's voice came.

"It's not enough...... Nightmare. ”

As the words fell, Jian Luan suddenly raised his head, and saw Jiu Shen frantically releasing his remaining aura, and as Jiu Shen's roar fell, a black figure with a distorted face that looked like a devil suddenly opened its teeth and danced towards Jian Luan.

Seeing this, Jian Luan's eyes froze, he didn't expect that Jiushen still had such strength. Three k

And almost all the aura in his body has now been used up in the move just now, and there is not a single aura in his body.

In the blink of an eye, Jian Luan made a decision, erected the sword between his eyebrows, and let out a soft snort from his mouth.

Immediately after, in less than an instant, Jian Luan suddenly disappeared in place, and what appeared with it was the seven dao and the sword qi of the seven human figures of Jian Luan and its likeness.

And this move is very similar to Bu Fan's Seven Illusion Killing, no...... It should be said that it is exactly the same.

The seven sword qi were all sword luans holding swords in their hands, and in the blink of an eye, they passed through the body of this ghost, and each sword shadow penetrated through, and the ghost's body paused for a moment, and when it reached the seventh sword qi, the ghost shadow disappeared.

And Jian Luan, who appeared again, had already placed the sword on Jiushen's neck, leaving a shallow line of blood on it.

"The winner has been decided. Jian Luan said flatly.

Hearing this, Jiushen opened his mouth, and finally spit out two words with a wry smile.

"Win or lose...... Divided. ”

There was no trace of unwillingness in Jiushen's tone, only loneliness, the loneliness of being a loser, but looking at his eyes, he knew that this person was still not knocked down because of a failure.

After Jiu Shen finished speaking, Jian Luan put down the sword in his hand and said.

"I almost lost, although you don't hold a sword, but next time, you can still fight a dozen. ”

"Next time, it won't be you who wins, aren't you afraid that your myth will fall?" Jiu Shen said with a smile.

"Next time, I'll be the one who wins. Not angry because of Jiushen's words, Jian Luan's tone was as flat as ever.

At this time, because of the victory or defeat of this battle, the people below had already made a mess, and the faces of the three major sects on the loser's side were very unsightly.

However, the Beast Sect is slightly better, after all, they withdrew relatively early and can bear it.

And as the Jiuquan Sect on the side of the winners, the joy on their faces had already appeared on their faces, although it was not that they won Jiushen, but they were even happier than Jian Luan, who won Jiushen.

They didn't take the opportunity to ridicule the other three sects, because the smiles on their faces now were the biggest mockery of them, and it was true.

The disciples of the Three Sects, who had already lost, saw the smiles on the faces of the disciples of the Nine Springs Sect, and their faces became even more ugly.

Of course, among all of them, there are also outliers with unsociable expressions.

For example, Bu Fan, Mu Ruxue and others, their faces are extremely strange, as people who have seen Bu Fan fight and fought with Bu Fan.

They could all see that Jian Luan was using one of Bu Fan's few sword skills when he defeated Jiushen.

"Seven Phantom Kills. ”

"Why did Senior Brother ......?" Mu Ruxue looked at Bu Fan and then at Jian Luan, and was very puzzled.

Even Zai Yuesheng's gaze looked over, wanting to give Bu Fan an explanation.

Why does Jian Luan use Bu Fan's housekeeping skills, no matter how strong Jian Luan's talent is, it will not be enough to see Bu Fan use it a few times.

Jian Luan is not an immortal, it is impossible to know how to use the Seven Illusions Kill, unless......

"Uh...... You're not mistaken, I taught it to my junior disciples. Under the burning eyes of everyone, he groaned for a while, and Bu Fan spoke, with a very embarrassed expression on his face.