The darkness was like a natural enemy, fading away quickly, first mottled points of light, then a large area of light, and the sunlight kept penetrating through the sudden hole that the sword qi had broken.

See you again!

Standing in the center of the sunshine, Zhang Fan felt a burst of warmth around him, and the haze shrouded in the huge shadow of the true body of the withered ancestor was gone.

And that's just the beginning!

Ever since the palm of the sword cultivation clone was held on the Northern Non Xuanwu Sword, everything had been very different.

The pure divine sword itself, due to acquired factors, the Northern Non Xuan Xuan Sword is still inferior to the Eastern A and B Qinglong Sword, but with the help of sword cultivation, it is another matter.

The sword is always a sword, even if it is a psychic sword, it is not as good as the sword in the palm of a person, the sword is a murder weapon, born for people, and only in the hands of people can it exert its greatest power.

"Boom~"

In an instant, the Northern Non Xuan Xuan Sword was brilliantly masterful, and hundreds of millions of sword qi exploded violently, converging in one place, a hundred times the previous power, surging towards the Eastern A and B Qinglong Sword.

Previously, on the ground, there were two sword domains, one Xuan and one Qing, advancing and retreating from each other, each centered on the Wufang Divine Sword.

This is the sword domain of the Wufang Divine Sword, which is equivalent to the existence of the Yuanying Divine Domain, on the side of the Xuanwu Sword in the north, the black water and ice crystals of the ink color are swaying, not full of ice;

Originally, of course, it was the Wood Sword Domain, but at this moment, the water entered and the wood retreated, and in the blink of an eye, the Wood Sword Domain was quickly broken, and the fierce sword qi directly bombarded the Dongfang Jiayi Qinglong Sword.

"Bang~"

A large area of soil was lifted, and the Qinglong Sword flipped over, and was directly shocked by the sword qi on the sword body, and the sword body trembled violently, like a wailing sound.

After suffering this loss, the Dongfang Jiayi Qinglong Sword was no longer enough to pose a threat to Zhang Fan in a short period of time.

Under his control, the sword cultivation clone did not hesitate for a moment, and with a movement in his hand, he suddenly pulled up the Northern Nonqi Xuanwu Sword and threw it in the air.

"Whoosh~"

One Xuan and one green, two divine swords fell from the air crossed, and they were both inserted into the earth.

Among the two divine swords that came into close contact, in addition to the Xuanwu sword qi and the Qinglong sword qi on both sides, there was still a pure sword cultivation sword qi, like a weak swaddling swaddle, enveloping the two swords.

Sword to sword, suppress!

Use the Northern Non Xuanwu Sword to suppress the Eastern Jiayi Qinglong Sword, and then suppress the two swords together.

Since then, the Dongfang Jiayi Qinglong Sword can no longer pose a threat.

The sword qi is vertical and horizontal, annihilating the void, turning into nothingness, piercing through the sky, seeing the sky again, and now suppressing the divine sword, this scene is just like the sword qi itself, fierce and fierce to the extreme, and the speed is also extremely fast.

But in the blink of an eye, it's all over.

At this time, Zhang Fan could even feel that the entire giant tree was trembling violently, obviously shocked and angry, and it was on the verge of eruption.

Kurong Ancestor suddenly used the Dongfang Jiayi Qinglong Sword, and he wanted to directly solve Zhang Fan under the surprise attack, but he had to be seriously injured if it was not good.

I never thought it would be such an ending!

Zhang Fan didn't mean to be satisfied, he looked at the body of the locust tree of the withered ancestor, and suddenly sat cross-legged on the ground.

The vine restraint on his body had been shattered into powder by the endless sword qi when the sword cultivation clone appeared, and he could no longer cause any damage to him.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, his mind was constricted, and Zhang Fan's mind almost all entered the sword cultivation clone.

"Boom~"

The sword cultivation clone suddenly straightened up, his waist and back were like a spear, and a matchless sharp divine sword pointed straight at the sky.

He was already standing straight, but this uprightness felt as if he had suddenly risen a lot, and the pride and strength of Yaotian in my heart were revealed.

What is elevated is of course not the body itself, but the spirit and spirit, as well as the sword qi that may be unparalleled in the world!

In order to bring out the maximum power of the sword cultivation clone, Zhang Fan had to concentrate all his mind, and he couldn't even sit on his body temporarily.

This point, just like the previous Kurong Ancestor, in order to control the Dongfang Jiayi Qinglong Sword, he had no time to make other attacks, and Zhang Fan had been paying attention to him in vain.

"It seems that he has not been able to fully control the Five Directions Divine Sword!"

The Five Directions Divine Sword, a non-pure sword cultivator, could have been completely controlled, after all, it was a treasure that had been cultivated for countless years in the sword cultivation lineage, and it was not comparable to other treasures.

This thought only stayed in Zhang Fan's mind for a moment, and then sank, as if in the world, only the huge sword qi that penetrated the heavens and the earth existed, and everything else was nothing but vain.

"Bang Bang~"

In the sky, a continuous muffled sound came out, and every sound must be accompanied by a ray of sunlight projected on the ground, dense, and in the blink of an eye, it was as if countless lamps were hanging in the sky, shining all over the light.

This was an immeasurable burst of sword qi, piercing through the layers of branches and leaves, and reaching outward.

At this time, it was completely impossible to see the appearance of the sword cultivation clone, and instead it was a long sword leaning on the sky, fierce and indestructible.

The locust tree, the body of the withered ancestor in front of him, also stopped trembling, as if it had fallen silent, and seemed to be preparing something.

What idea he was playing, Zhang Fan was not interested, he was ready to send it.

Suddenly, Zhang Fanhuo opened his eyes, and the divine light in his eyes was like a substance "stabbed" on the old tree spirit body.

"Boom~"

His body sitting cross-legged on the ground couldn't help but lean, and in the muffled sound, it was as if the earth was also tilting for it.

Beside Zhang Fan, the ground was covered with cracks, and a huge depression was like a scar, imprinted on the ground, but the sword cultivation clone was gone.

There was no sword shadow, no roaring in the sky, there was just endless sword qi, which filled the heavens and the earth.

Around the body of the Kurong Ancestor, a dazzling white light erupted.

"Boom Boom~~~"

In an instant, the roar was endless, as if it were endless, and even the heavens and the earth trembled.

The huge Kurong Old Ancestor's true body was already wrapped in dazzling white light, and from the outside, it looked like a huge ball of light, making it impossible to see the situation in it.

This ball of light itself is the condensation of sword qi that is terrifying to the extreme, with every roar, there must be countless broken sword qi flying out, the heavens pierce the branches and leaves from the hole, bringing in sunlight, and the ground is hidden, and the hole is deep.

This is still the aftermath of the periphery, so you can imagine the tragic situation in it.

The previous one blow of the god-killing war spear was ineffective, and Zhang Fan thought about it, wanting to burst out the strongest power of the sword cultivation clone, and try to see if he could directly shatter the Kurong Ancestor into pieces of wood.

After so many years of changing to sword cultivation, in terms of sword cultivation strength, the sword cultivation clone is not weak, as long as the realm of the sword infant goes up, comparable to the real ancient sword cultivation, it is not possible.

Therefore, he still devoted himself to this sword cultivation clone, and had a certain hope.

With the passage of time, after three breaths, Zhang Fan's brows gradually wrinkled.

In other words, others may not know the situation inside the sword qi light ball, but he is very clear, to describe it in one word, that is-weird!

It's so weird!

From the beginning to the end, the Kurong Ancestor had never resisted at all, and even in this process, the strength of those dark green branches and leaves on the periphery seemed to be much weaker, otherwise it would not be so easy to be pierced by the sword qi.

This scene gives Zhang Fan the feeling that it is "contraction", the contraction of strength!

Kurong Ancestor contracted almost all of his strength, and he was condensed in his body like this, allowing the sword cultivation clone to crisscross back and forth with fierce sword qi, and there were thousands of attacks within each breath, covering his entire body, and he didn't resist at all, just quietly endured it.

Zhang Fan's face gradually sank.

The situation is obviously wrong, the true body of the locust tree of the withered ancestor is obviously not a spiritual root, but its defensive power can be called the only one in his life.

The characteristic of the sword cultivation vein is that it bursts out with the strongest strength in an instant, the so-called rigid can not be long, and the softness cannot be guarded, this special surname makes them crisscross the ancient times, almost no one can control them, and finally they are united to be destroyed, which also makes the lasting attack power of the sword cultivation vein insufficient.

After the first three breaths, outsiders may not feel it, but Zhang Fan knows it in his heart, and unconsciously, the unstoppable sword qi has gradually lost its edge.

The means used by Kurong Ancestor to deal with the sword cultivation clone is the most suitable and labor-saving one.

He obviously has enough understanding of the sword cultivation lineage, and he is not in a hurry to attack it at the very beginning, to attack instead of defending, attacking to save it, etc., those are all left over from the sword cultivation game, what he does is resist, wait!

Resist the initial attack and wait until the opponent is weak, it's that simple.

"That's it!"

Zhang Fan sighed secretly, in fact, when he saw the Dongfang Jiayi Qinglong Sword, he should have known that Kurong Ancestor's understanding of the sword cultivation line was obviously not low, coupled with his strong defense, it was enough to support the counterattack, and he would not be afraid that he would show flaws.

"It's still a fluke. ”

Kurong ancestor has the present time and now said, according to the wild bull is to inherit the legacy of an ancient demon, to be precise, in ancient times, the seed of this old locust tree, fell into the place, a great opportunity.

Judging from the appearance of the Dongfang Jiayi Qinglong Sword, the ancient supernatural who was chosen by the Kurong Ancestor may still be one of the culprits responsible for the collapse of the sword domain, the severance of the sword vein, and the loss of the five-party divine sword, at least the strong man who participated in the last tragic battle.

In the face of the inheritor of such a strong person, he also attacked and killed with a sword cultivation clone, which can only be said to be a fluke and fantasy.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Fan's heart moved, and he instantly summoned the sword cultivation clone back.

He didn't want to make a mistake and damage this clone with infinite development potential.

"Whoosh!"

With a flash of sword light, the sword cultivation clone jumped out of the battle circle and returned to Zhang Fan's side, surrounded by countless sword qi swimming like dragons, stepping on the ground under his feet, and turning into nothingness.

"Hahahaha~~"

At this moment, the Kurong Ancestor laughed wildly, the sky-like branches and leaves swayed, and the sound of "rustling" was mixed with wild laughter, and it was extremely infiltrating.

"What about sword cultivation, but that's it!"

"What can you do to me?!"

(To be continued)