Wu Fan stepped with the rhythm of the Spring Rain Dream, Leng Nangong followed his inner needs, and the Spring Rain Dream Realm fully met his needs, and out of the rhythm of the Spring Rain Dream, the attack path of the Spring Rain Scimitar gradually became messy. With each knife attack, Wu Fan is getting cheaper and cheaper. Leng Nangong burst into a shout, and the main body finally appeared in the sky, and the descendants of Dijiang rushed forward in an instant. Wu Fan's eyes suddenly opened at this moment, and he stepped out, and the index finger, middle finger and thumb of his right hand, pinched the Chunyu scimitar that was already messy. This spring rain scimitar was pinched, and all the spring rain around it suddenly stopped, and the slightest chill dissipated.

Wu Fan pinched the Chunyu scimitar and said to Leng Nangong, who was bumped into by the descendants of Dijiang: "Leng Nangong, you occupy the right time and place, and you are still not my opponent, are you very unwilling in your heart?"

Leng Nangong was bumped into by the descendants of Dijiang, and said angrily: "Recall your brute mount, and we will fight fairly." ”

"Fair?" Wu Fan sneered. Wu Fan immediately ordered Di Jiang to return to the ground, and said to Leng Nangong: "The fairness you want has been established, please start your performance." ”

Leng Nangong's face was full of astonishment, he didn't know what Wu Fan relied on, where did he get his confidence? Leng Nangong immediately drove the Chunyu scimitar that was pinched by Wu Fan, but found that Wu Fan's fingers were so violent. The two of them in the Beihan Beigong, under the big city thousands of miles away, frowned and nodded to each other. The two of them raised their arms, and Lin Xuan and countless other people in front of the city wall grabbed the Spring Rain scimitar in their hands, and then, the Northern Han and Northern Palaces bumped into these people one by one, and each time they collided, they merged. In the end, all these people were collided by the two of Beihan and Beigong.

These many people, these many spring rain scimitars, merged. The merged Spring Rain Scimitar appeared in the hands of the two of them in the Beihan Beigong, and the two kicked into the air. In an instant, he reached the sky above the dream land where Wu Fan and Leng Nangong were located.

At this time, Leng Nangong kept driving the Chunyu scimitar, and he didn't believe that Wu Fan could hold it all the time. However, the fact is that in the end, the Spring Rain scimitar in the hands of Beihan Beigong was thrown, collided in the air and merged into one, and then fell into the hands of Leng Nangong. Leng Nangong was overjoyed, and slashed out with a knife. Nangong Yu, Ye Chengcheng, Lin Xuan, Qi Heyue, Zuo Yongsu, Zheng Zhaoyi, Wang Xiaohou, Wang Xiaobin father and son, etc., all floated out one by one, each holding a spring rain scimitar in his hand.

Wu Fan grabbed the Chunyu scimitar he was holding with his left hand, and said to countless people who floated out: "This knife, this rivers and lakes, we have a grudge!" Wu Fan jumped up a hundred feet high, and when he jumped up, he finally broke through the dream power that bound his body. The spring rain scimitar in his hand, the cold light flashed. Wu Fan broke through the shackles of his physical body, and his whole body's blood power was running smoothly. Using the Heavenly Martial Dao is all a force attack, which is equivalent to breaking the shackles of this dream that he can't use mana.

Wu Fan stepped in the air, although there was no rolling thunder, but the air fluctuations were moved by Wu Fan's steps, and many people holding the Spring Rain Scimitar were shocked by this fluctuation. Wu Fan lifted the knife and slashed it down: "Dream of spring rain rivers and lakes, a knife and a grudge." "The sword light is like a blue wave, reflecting the entire sky. The momentum of this knife suppressed the three people of Leng Nangong and Beihan Beigong.

Wu Fan killed one person with one knife. Some he remembers well, others have forgotten. But what appears in front of you, it is impossible to laugh at the enmity and hatred, all generalize, kill!

Spring rain scimitar, grievances.

Blood spattered spring rain, blood-red spring rain filled the entire dream space.

The entire Spring Rain Dream was affected, and Wu Fan tightly grasped the Spring Rain Scimitar, and destroying those people was equivalent to strangled the sword light of the Spring Rain Scimitar of Leng Nangong.

Wu Fan approached Leng Nangong, and Leng Nangong slashed out with another sword. White Gongzi, Thunder Leopard, Lion, Hua Qier and other demon beasts appeared. Wu Fan said: "You are not my enemies, but this is the dream realm of rivers and lakes, and you need those grievances at the beginning." I'm sorry everybody. Wu Fan did not hesitate at all, and also slashed out with a knife.

"Don't you miss the old love at all?" Leng Nangong said loudly.

"Old love? In your dreams, don't talk about anything. Wu Fan slashed out with a knife, Bai Gongzi was the first to be killed, and Kui Hu was the second. Lei Leopard shouted: "You are so ruthless and unjust. ”

Wu Fan replied with a knife: "Here, you are not real, what kind of emotion!" Wu Fan slashed down, and the body of the thunder leopard dissipated. Hua Qi'er greeted him and gave it to Wu Fan to be killed, with a smile on his face. Wu Fan said: "I know your affection, and if you don't resist, let me behead." In this dream, although killing you is not a real killing, I believe it will still have some impact on your real body, thank you for your cooperation!"

Wu Fan blasted out with a knife, and all those demon beasts were destroyed. Another heavy sword light of Leng Nangong was strangled.

Leng Nangong's mouth was full of blood, and Wu Fan said: "Leng Nangong, even in your own dreams, you still can't defeat me. You can find another way to break through the bottleneck of your cultivation, and when your cultivation is more advanced, you will come to me for revenge, and you will definitely not be like now. ”

Leng Nangong touched the blood stains on the corner of his mouth, and asked coldly: "These demon beasts have a grudge against you, how can they have any affection for you?"

Wu Fan sneered: "Leng Nangong, you have experienced too little in this life, how can you know that birds and fish can actually love each other, and humans and monsters can have the same affection." In your eyes, what you see is nothing but one hate story after another, and in your eyes, you can't hold anything but resentment. ”

Wu Fan made a savage collision in the air, knocking Leng Nangong upside down, and at the same time snatched the Chunyu scimitar in Leng Nangong's hand. Wu Fan immediately slashed down with both hands on his left and right hands: "The grievances between you and me are over, okay?"

The sword light filled the entire sky, and Leng Nangong looked at Wu Fan while flying upside down, as if he saw the heavenly god standing in the sky, and the sword light was like a kind of heavenly punishment chasing after him. Leng Nangong became extremely calm at this moment, he found his bottleneck, that is not the revenge of killing his father, but there is no faith in his heart, from childhood to adulthood, the two uncles of Beihan and Beigong only blindly told themselves that the way of ice dreams is a kind of ice system divine thought, the superior way of artistic conception.

However, how did this Dao method come about, and why did it stand up? Leng Nangong saw it at this moment, and it was ruthless. The way of ice dreams is ruthless and unrighteous. Dad, you will die because you care about your mother and me. Otherwise, why do you need to rely on any inheritance to go further? Beihan Beigong, two uncles, Gong'er doesn't have the ability to kill Wu Fan yet, but I know how to break through the bottleneck of cultivation.