Blazing Ling was still quite dissatisfied when she was sent out by the green vulture.

After all, it was indeed a very humiliating thing to deal with any Terran monk on the central battlefield with her realm, not to mention that the other party was actually just an ant who had not yet reached the stage of transformation into a god.

But she soon realized she was wrong.

When she arrived, she happened to see that the thunder scorpion was killed by Cao Fan's hundred crack hammer, and on the ground, the black crocodile had already fallen.

Even if she took action herself, she couldn't solve them in such a short period of time.

This Terran bearded guest, like her, probably used special methods to hide his true cultivation. Maybe the other party is also a body sculpting monk.

It was only at this time that Blazing Ling had some interest in fighting Cao Fan.

It's not just as simple as hiding her cultivation, in fact, in the early stage of body shaping, she rarely meets opponents at all.

The stronger Cao Fan is, the more she has the ability to defeat the other party.

"Feather Fly!"

Blazing Ling faced Cao Fan's initiative and directly responded to the flame feathers that were fired in a dense row.

For a moment, thirty or forty extremely fast flame feathers suddenly appeared in front of Cao Fan, slamming towards the vital points around him.

Against Wu Yaodong and Yuan Jizi, Blazing Ling only used less than ten flame feathers in total, but her attack on Cao Fan was increased to four times, which was already her great importance to Cao Fan.

Cao Fan had seen the power of this treasure, and the silver Jiao scissors and the hundred crack hammer were all put away by him, and replaced by a medium-grade spirit weapon long sword.

The sword light flew, and the arc shadow was repeated, like a surging wave, facing the dozens of flame feathers like a mountain and a sea.

That Flame Feather was extremely powerful, otherwise such a powerful existence as Yuan Jizi and Wu Yaodong would not have been hit the spot.

I saw that one by one the flame feathers blasted into the sword arc wave, still maintaining an astonishing flight speed, and the red red light not only did not weaken because of this, but became brighter and brighter, as if even the sword arc wave was about to ignite.

Cao Fan was not in a hurry, the long sword in his hand once again danced with all kinds of brilliance, and the sword arc light wheel continued to fly out, slamming into those flame feathers.

This time, the fierce flame feather momentum was finally weakened a little, and each sword arc light wheel played a slight role in blocking it.

It's just that the momentum of these flame feathers is too violent, and Cao Fan's second sword technique still can't completely contain their attack.

At this time, Cao Fan's momentum suddenly skyrocketed, and the sound of a tiger roaring and a dragon groan continued to sound between the swings of the long sword in his hand, and finally he clashed with these flame feathers.

The crimson light scattered and flew in all directions, and there were constantly flame feathers blocked by Cao Fan's sword moves.

At the same time, several blood flowers splashed out, and three flame feathers grazed Cao Fan's body, and the sharp feathers cut three long wounds on his body, and the flames on it kept jumping.

In an instant, the flames quickly dimmed and were finally extinguished completely.

Cao Fan's body was too strong, and the extremely sharp flame feather actually didn't cut the blood on it, and the flame Qiao woman who would go berserk when she saw blood was difficult to cook, and after all, it didn't explode like dealing with Yuan Jizi and Wu Yaodong.

In the first meeting between the two sides, Cao Fan reluctantly drew with the other party.

"Eight Swords of Cangyun, this bearded guest turned out to be the Eight Swords of Cangyun!"

In the Terran monk camp, Ling Simiao, who had been watching the battle with his divine sense, suddenly lost his voice and exclaimed.

"Yes, if I'm not mistaken, he first used a wave chasing thousand peaks chain sword, then used the gluttonous wind wheel arc shadow sword, and finally broke the flame feather, it should be the Tiger Roaring Dragon Yin Wei Ling Sword. Unexpectedly, there are people in the world who can use three consecutive sword skills of eight swords. Nian Daozi said with a shocked expression.

Lu Cangyu broke through the famous Eight Swords of Cangyun back then, and the characteristics of sword moves have long been widely spread in various parts of the Kunxu Continent. For thousands of years, the major sects have never stopped studying the Eight Swords of Cangyun, but they only have their shapes, not their gods. No one has ever been able to practice any of the eight swords of Cangyun.

After all, with a complete sword technique and luck method, none of the successive Cangyun Sect masters after Lu Cangyu could practice more than half of the Cangyun Eight Swords, let alone other sect cultivators who could only surface sword moves.

The three sword techniques used by the bearded man that they saw in their divine consciousness just now were quite amazing, and they were definitely the true Eight Swords of Fortune.

"I know who he is. ”

Ling Simiao clenched her fists, and an imperceptible trace of killing intent flashed in her eyes.

If he didn't guess wrong, this bearded guest was the so-called "Envoy of Lu Cangyu" who had been famous in the Southern Regions for the past two years, and only he could have used such a subtle Eight Swords of Fortune.

At this time, Ling Simiao was not grateful to Wu Yaodong, the proud figure of the Chiyan Sect, who was rescued by the bearded guest, but was full of strong killing intent towards the bearded guest.

He knew that the envoy of the law Cangyu had become the new sect master of the Cangyun Sect, and the Qingtian Sect, which had destroyed the Cangyun sect at the beginning, had also rapidly declined because of the strong rise of the envoy of the law and the Cangyun sect.

As the so-called thief has a weak heart, the more amazing and brilliant the envoy of Lu Cangyu, the more Ling Simiao is worried that the other party will find Chiyanmen to repay the hatred of destroying the door when he grows up.

Judging from the performance of the other party on the central battlefield just now, this envoy of Lu Cangyu is no longer as simple as a peerless Tianjiao, and his amazing talent is not even below that of Lu Cangyu back then.

With just the Yuan Infant Realm, he actually killed two powerhouses of the Great Perfection Realm of the Western Wilderness Continent in a row, if he let him grow again, the Chiyan Gate would be finished.

"I can't imagine that the Cangyun Sect actually has such a blazing sun against the sky, this is really God bless my Kunxu Continent. Nian Daozi sighed.

"That's true. Ling Simiao nodded curtly, but the killing intent in her heart towards the bearded guest was even stronger.

At this time, Cao Fan didn't realize that he instinctively used the sword move of the Eight Swords of Fortune when he was in danger, and he had directly exposed his identity, because he didn't have time to think about it at all, and the second wave of Blazing Ling's offensive had already begun.

Blazing Ling is not only Ling Yu attacking, her real powerful means is to use her divine body to assassinate the opponent from an unexpected position of the enemy.

She appeared somewhere behind Cao Fan again and again, urging the Flame Feather Sword in her hand to stab at his vital points. The weirdness of his body and the speed of his shot, if it weren't for Cao Fan's extraordinary divine sense and insightful eye, he would have been hit hard by it.

Even so, Cao Fan still couldn't prevent it. Just as Blazing Ling flashed behind Cao Fan again, her figure suddenly turned into a series of flame feathers, instantly piercing Cao Fan's back, and then the flames that burned wildly at the sight of blood quickly turned Cao Fan into a burning man.