Wu Fan's punch shattered the man's ice blade and snow blade, and shattered the world that the man introduced. Wu Fan and the white-haired young man appeared on the second floor of the Refining Book Building at the same time. Wu Fan looked at the white-haired young man and said, "When Martial Ancestor was rampant with Fenglan Star back then, I didn't experience it. Seeing you behave like this, you must have had a painful experience, rest assured, Wuzu did not come back. It's just that I'm back, I just need Fu Jianlu, and I can leave the rest still. Wu Fan took advantage of this punch to defeat the white-haired young man, and pretended to be inevitable. But the white-haired young man said, "Even if Wu Zu really comes." Bai also has to fight with it. ”

The white-haired youth once again pulled Wu Fan into the ice and snow world, the white-haired youth in the ice and snow world stood on the glacier, and Wu Fan was on the frozen sea, and under the ice, there was a huge black shadow. Wu Fan knew that it was extremely dangerous, and immediately jumped up. The white-haired young man shook his white hair on the glacier, and countless white flying swords attacked. Wu Fan immediately pulled out the Heavenly Martial God Sword, slashed forward, and with a bang, the front was split in half, the glacier became two halves, the white-haired young man flashed to the side, and rushed towards Wu Fan at a very fast speed, his trajectory was like a white ghost.

Wu Fan immediately performed a savage collision in the air, directly colliding with the white-haired youth's body, Wu Fan could feel the coldness on the white-haired youth's body, but Wu Fan's brutal collision was too fierce, and the wind brought out made the two sides like a knife slash, and the white-haired youth was knocked down.

Wu Fan said angrily: "Even I can't fight, and I still fight with Wu Zu, your heart is really high, but your ability is not enough!" Wu Fan slashed out again, splitting the front into two halves, just like the sky opened a screen, and the ice and snow world disappeared immediately. The white-haired young man collapsed in front of a bookshelf, covered in blood. The white-haired young man said, "Impossible, Martial Ancestor is not like you, not like you." ”

"I wasn't a martial ancestor in the first place. Wu Fan replied.

"Then how can you have the Heavenly Martial Demon Sword?" the white-haired young man said.

Wu Fan smiled: "Magic Knife, this is not a magic knife, but a magic knife? I think you are also a white-haired demon man." Wu Fan looked at the steps leading to the third floor and walked away step by step.

"Why don't you kill me, aren't you afraid that I'll call the people of the Immortal Sword Sect?" said the white-haired young man.

"By the time you call someone, I'm already on the third floor. Wu Fan stepped on the steps, the white-haired young man wanted to fight, but found that his body had become two halves, and Zhihai had also become two halves, he was surprised at first, and finally the smile disappeared forever. Die under the magic knife, not wronged!

Wu Fan turned around and said, "I thought you could hold on a little longer." ”

The moment he entered the third floor, some runic swords floating in the space of the third floor of the study building quickly pierced through. Wu Fan looked at the grades of these rune swords, all of them were above the level of Dao weapons, and the talismans on the sword body flowed around, showing some subtle brilliance. These talisman shapes can all be found in the original form of the rune beast. Wu Fan didn't have time to look more, and his body moved to avoid the flying swords that flew in, and this movement made Wu Fan fall into the flying sword group on the third floor of the refining library.

The strange man Asura in the center, the black chains on the pipa bone trembled slightly, because he turned around and glanced at Wu Fan. Wu Fan also glanced at Asura, this person had extremely deep bags under his eyes, and he looked like an old man in his fifties and sixties, but looking at his whole body state, he belonged to the kind of muscular man. There was no talisman on this person's face, just the eyeballs on the deep eye bags, which looked a little weird, and when he looked at it like that, Wu Fan had a kind of fear in his heart, which was a kind of fear of falling into hell.

Wu Fan didn't look at him, his body kept moving and moving, Wu Fan was not very interested in these Dao level rune swords, but because there were too many rune swords here, when Wu Fan moved, the space was too small, and these flying swords attacked Wu Fan in all directions, if it weren't for Wu Fan's ability to anticipate the enemy's opportunity, I am afraid that he would have been shot into a sieve by these rune swords. Therefore, Wu Fan began to forcibly grab one rune sword after another with his hands, and then dragged it into the storage ring.

As a result, the number of these Dao weapon-level rune swords became smaller and smaller, and Wu Fan's hands were already full of blood, and his finger bones were already visible. But Wu Fan didn't stop grabbing the Dao weapon-level flying sword, and he could grab one of them.

The Asura finally spoke: "Do you think you can catch it all?" As soon as he finished speaking, the entire third-floor study space was not covered with rune swords, and the grades were even higher, most of them were top-grade Dao weapon grades. Wu Fan was shocked, these flying swords came out as soon as they were spoken, could they be like the Spring Rain Scimitar and the Overlord Spear?

Wu Fan immediately released his thoughts, and swept away, sure enough. Wu Fan immediately used his divine thoughts to lock on to these flying swords, and Wu Fan locked more than a hundred of them at once, and then immediately introduced them into the storage ring. Wu Fan saw that Asura had closed the "Fu Jian Lu", and suddenly stood up, and the black chain behind his back that locked his pipa bone immediately broke open.

After the black and heavy chains were broken, there were only the strangely shaped black iron claws that clung to the asura's lute bone. Asura took a step, and the two dazzling black iron claws on the pipa bone flew out, exploded in the air, and turned into black powder and fell down. Asura looked extremely sloppy with his hair disheveled. However, his eyes burst into flames, and when he opened his mouth, many black flames erupted.

Wu Fan was shocked and immediately avoided it, and the black fire erupted into the air in front of him, and the space seemed to be burned by the black fire, and a local scene of a dimensional space appeared. Wu Fan secretly said that it was terrifying. Asura said, "Let me take a good look at your Heavenly Martial Dao attack technique. ”

Wu Fan said: "The white-haired young man is your son?"

"It's your son. Asura replied.

Wu Fan said: "Otherwise, why are you so angry?" Wu Fan was trying to find a way to deal with it, and asked casually.

"Angry? How could I have been angry? I can't find anything that can make me angry. Asura said, spitting out another mouthful of black fire. Wu Fan didn't feel a trace of the black fire that he spewed at Asura, nor did he feel a trace of coldness, almost no feeling. The more this is the case, the more Wu Fan feels that this black fire is not simple. At present, there is no other way to deal with it except the true fire of samadhi.

Wu Fan stared at the "Fu Jian Lu" floating in the space behind Asura, and immediately moved to the side, Asura followed, and the black fire in his mouth continued to spit out, and Asura's entire body began to slowly transform, turning into a long-haired man with strong muscles all over his body and wearing a tight black leather coat, and suddenly held a long Fang Tian painting halberd in his hand.