Zhang Fan watched Zhao Yun come to a few dozen meters in front of him, although he guessed what Zhao Yun wanted to do, he still stood with a smile and did not move. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhao Yun saw that Zhang Fan's spiritual pressure was so great, he stepped forward very suspiciously, directly released his domain, and pressed towards Zhang Fan with all his strength, he looked at Zhang Fan's expression, and was calm from beginning to end.

After a long while, he was convinced that his domain was now useless to Zhang Fan.

After Zhao Yun confirmed, his heart was greatly shaken, and at the same time, his eyes widened, and he looked at Zhang Fan in disbelief and said: "Impossible, although your cultivation is very strange, but only a few months have passed, how can you have such a high cultivation? I have reached the peak of the Cave Heaven Realm for many years, it is impossible for you to have cultivated to the Celestial Light Realm, but at this time, why are you so strong, stronger than me? Fake, all fake! I don't believe it, I'm going to kill you!"

After Zhao Yun finished speaking, he directly took out the flying sword, and when he looked at the appearance, he knew that it was a good sword, a magic weapon at the Dao level, and he pointed at Zhang Fan and said silently: "Little Dust Sword Array."

As soon as Zhao Yun's words fell, there were no less than thousands of swords densely packed around Zhang Fan, and they were all placed in a specific direction.

These swords, like real and fake, like a dream, look like a real sword from a distance, as if there is only one real sword at the level of a Dao weapon, and it seems that every sword is real.

All the swords are faintly connected into a labyrinth, a formation, and those with low realms will be dizzy and even languishing if they look at it a little.

If you are weak, once your mind is caught in it, don't think about coming out again.

At this moment, Zhang Fan already had a layer of pale cyan shield around his body, and he sacrificed the Golden Rainbow Sword without dodging or dodging, through the large array, his eyes looked directly at Zhao Yun, and stabbed directly at him.

He wanted to test his attack power, preparing to break the formation strongly, and see if he could break ten thousand spells with one force when his strength was strong enough.

"Boy, although this 'Little Dust Sword Array' of mine is only a simplified version, don't think about it so easily, I see how much mana you have to consume, and when your mana is exhausted, I will torture you......"

Before Zhao Yun finished speaking, the 'Little Dust Sword Array' was directly broken.

Regardless of the mana consumption, Zhang Fan instantly emitted several Shangqing sword lights of nearly fifty or sixty zhang, pushing all the way over, directly slashing through the sword formation between the two.

At this time, the only flying sword left between the two of them was a much dimmer Dao weapon flying sword.

Zhao Yun's face changed greatly, and he roared angrily: "Boy, don't be complacent, don't you want to see the old man's 'crazy magic trick'? ”

After Zhang Fan heard the 'Crazy Demon Formula', he immediately cheered up his spirit, and while quickly transforming the World Tree's energy recovery mana, he began to pinch the trick and cast the Shangqing Immortal Thunder.

Then, he saw Zhao Yun take out a big knife!

This is a seven-foot broadsword, and he has had many intimate contacts, and the last time he was seriously injured, he was slashed dozens of times by this broadsword, so he still remembers it vividly.

Zhao Yun first pinched his hands, then he slapped his palm on his chest, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood. The mass was blood-red and blackened, as if it had been poisoned.

His eyes instantly turned red as he looked at the blood, and a beastly roar rang out from his mouth at the same time, as if he was enduring inhuman pain.

At the same time, his mana was also increasing rapidly, and the coercion around him was slowly becoming stronger, and after a while, it was comparable to Zhang Fan's previous spiritual pressure.

Then, his scarlet eyes stared at Zhang Fan, and shouted: "Crazy Demon Trick, Crazy Demon, if you don't go crazy, you won't survive!"

Zhang Fan also shouted at this time: "Shangqing Immortal Thunder, kill you!"

I saw that Zhao Yun seemed to be really crazy, he rushed towards Zhang Fan frantically, as if he was completely dead, like a moth to a fire, he slashed one after another.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Fan's supernatant shield trembled wildly, looking like it was about to burst.

Zhang Fan was also shocked at this time, he didn't expect Zhao Yun who cast the mad magic trick to be so terrifying, he felt that Zhao Yun at this moment was no worse than Xing Wuchen, it was a realm gap!

The reason why he chose such a style of play and ended up together, completely ignoring his own life and death, and putting it to death and then rebirth, is probably the meaning of the word "crazy" in the "Crazy Demon Formula".

Zhang Fan saw that he sent out the Shangqing sword light, and the sword light of more than ten zhang was barely resisting the sword light, he didn't dare to hesitate, and directly pinched the last magic decision of the Shangqing Immortal Thunder.

There was a crackling, followed by a thunderous sound, and a blinding white light flashed.

Zhang Fan saw Zhao Yun standing still and not moving, and his eyes slowly returned to clarity. He took one last look at Zhang Fan, and there were too many emotions in his eyes, including fear, anger, gratitude, gloom, joy, relief, and so on.

Zhang Fan hurriedly ran over, and after a while, he said to himself with an ugly face: "In the future, try to use less Shangqing Immortal Thunder, this power is indeed a bit great, even if the person is killed, even the magic weapon bag used by the Cave Heaven Realm monk has been blown up." I also want to study the mad magic trick to see how it differs from the general demon sect's disintegration Dafa, now it's okay, the magic treasure bag is gone, and the person is dead, and it's a hundred. ”

He searched for a while, and finally found the machete in a pit more than ten meters deep, and after looking at it carefully, he knew that it was a medium-grade Taoist weapon.

Finally, he picked up another flying sword, this flying sword was very dim, and only after the material of the Dao weapon was lowered, and the knife and sword were put away, his face looked better.

Then, Zhang Fan waved his hand and threw several copies of Zhao Yun's body into the pit, and after a few palms, the pit that was dozens of meters deep disappeared, leaving only a depression in place.

He flashed a few times, that is, thousands of miles away, found a cave at random, sat on the ground, and began to meditate and recover.

A few days later, Zhang Fan came to the mountain gate of Yuhua Gate again, and he first transmitted the voice to the clone.

Then, he saw several welcoming disciples flying over on the crane, and just as he was about to speak, he saw one of the disciples jump off the crane, and directly saluted and said, "You are Senior Zhang, junior Zhou Shan, meet the senior." ”

The remaining disciples also bowed with the bow, and then stood there looking at Zhang Fan curiously.

Zhang Fan asked suspiciously: "Zhou Shan, tell me what's going on, how do you know this seat?"

"Senior, that's the case, because of what happened to you last time you came, after the incident, Liu Dachang repaired those welcoming disciples severely. Therefore, most of the welcome disciples have seen your portrait......"