Just when dozens of stars were shining with sparks, sliding across Lin Fan's cheeks with the night wind.

Above the sky of a crescent moon, two giant hands that covered the sky slowly stretched out in the endless void.

The giant hand was dozens of miles, and the ten fingers were like curved hooks, and they suddenly tore on the sky of the blood moon.

"Tear Pull"

There was a sound like brocade tearing, and a gap of a hundred miles long suddenly appeared in the endless night sky.

The sky screamed, the earth trembled, and countless figures on the ground were attracted and swallowed by the void that cracked in the sky.

A muffled thunderous roar roared in the earth, and tall mountain peaks rose from the ground and surged into the cracks in the sky.

The rift in the sky is like a greedy mouth, devouring nothing.

The sword mountain under Lin Fan's feet ignored the crazy suction in the sky, and Wen Si did not move.

The black tripod above the top was dim with brilliance at this time, and the body of the tripod dozens of zhang high slowly became smaller, only the countless dense seals on the mouth of the tripod were still flashing with light.

Just as Lin Fan's dull gaze looked at the sky, in the hundred-mile-long crack, a dark golden pupil suddenly appeared.

The pupils of the eyes are like a ** day, and the light is magnificent, making the blood moon hanging high under the night sky dark.

In the dark golden pupils, the narrow and erect pupils were full of unparalleled pride, and the supreme majesty burst out in the pupils.

The pupils of dark gold looked at the black tripod on the top of Sword Mountain that was constantly getting smaller in the void, and a ray of fury appeared in his indifferent and ruthless eyes.

A light thousands of feet long shot out from the pupils of the eyes, illuminating the entire night sky like day.

In the night sky, which was as bright as day, Lin Fan's floating figure appeared in the gaze of the dark golden pupils.

The silver pupils erect in its eyes shrank slightly, and there seemed to be a wisp of confusion and incomprehension.

But then the dark golden eyes were filled with horror.

The two big hands that were struggling to support the crack in the sky suddenly closed, forming a fist the size of a mountain and slamming it fiercely towards Lin Fan, who was confused on the top of Sword Mountain.

The fist was like a giant city in the sky, and it was decisive with one blow, and dozens of miles of air were pierced and cracked under its punch.

"Bang"

Before the giant fist arrived, the fist wind came first, and countless mountains flying high turned into countless dust and smoke under the blow.

The uneven earth, under the violent fist wind, collapsed in an instant, forming a depression hundreds of miles wide and several miles deep around the still standing Sword Peak.

Lin Fan's raised head calmly looked at the giant fist like a mountain, and the fist wind alone could shatter the fist pressure of the mountain, sweeping over Lin Fan's almost clear body.

But at this time, Lin Fan seemed to be standing in the long river of time, separated by distant time and space, and did not feel any danger at all.

Even the punch that dented the earth couldn't make the slightest ripple in his waist-length hair.

Under the Sword Peak, the monstrous sound of fighting disappeared silently, and only the remnants of the countless sword cultivators left after their death were inserted upside down around the Sword Peak.

Through the blood-colored moonlight, countless remnant swords were screaming, and the monstrous resentment of the dead sword cultivator broke through the sky.

Lin Fan seemed to hear countless shouts in his ears.

"Sword sword sword !!".

Lin Fan's eyes were bloodshot, and his heart was full of sadness.

He suddenly raised his head to look at the giant fist crushing down from the sky, and shouted in a throat that could not make any sound: "Sword sword sword !!".

The silent roar made his long hair fly, and a pair of white palms desperately clenched downward, and the body suspended on the top of the sword peak was as straight as a javelin.

"Zheng"

An earth-shattering sword roar suddenly sounded from the ground, and the sword peak standing straight under Lin Fan's feet actually swayed at this time, and a sword roar burst out in the thousands of zhang sword peak.

An old voice suddenly sounded in Lin Fan's ears: "Do you dare to use your sword, dare, dare?"

Lin Fan was a little delirious at this time, and he raised his head and shouted, "The sword is coming!"

In Lin Fan's silent words, the sword peak actually levitated, and the thousands of zhang high sword peak turned into a streamer and appeared in Lin Fan's white palm in an instant.

Looking down, a blood-colored sword was actually held in his hand.

The sword is three feet and six minutes long, the whole body is blood red, the long sword body is only one finger wide and narrow, and the sword body is engraved with two ancient words "cutting the moon".

Lin Fan's chaotic consciousness suddenly sobered up, and he suddenly remembered the sword left behind by his father.

The sword into the sheath is "falling moon", and the sword out of the sheath is "cutting the moon".

Looking at the "Moon Chopping" sword flashing in his hand, Lin Fan suddenly felt a wisp of familiarity in the dark.

At this time, a huge fist that came down with a blow appeared above Lin Fan in a few breaths.

The "Moon Chopping" sword in his hand was automatically raised, and countless remnant swords on the ground burst out with a terrible sword light.

Thousands of sword lights converged into the blood-colored sword body in Lin Fan's hand.

The "Cutting the Moon" sword, a coercion beyond Lin Fan's cognition shot straight into the sky.

Lin Fan's heart was quiet at this time, and the ancient swordsmanship on the earth appeared in his mind as soon as he saw the sea of knowledge.

In front of him, a young man dressed in white appeared in front of him, and a blood-dripping sword danced lightly in his hand.

The young man's pale sword, pale face, and pale palm made Lin Fan's breathing almost stop.

Because, in Lin Fan's eyes, what he saw was not any kind of swordsmanship, but immortality.

Only when the young man blew a drop of bright red blood on the sword did Lin Fan realize that the young man in front of him was a god and a sword god.

An ordinary sword technique was used in the hands of the young man, and the sword was slow but ruthless.

There are lovers with ruthless swords.

Lin Fan seemed to be attracted by the sword in front of him, and a sword in his hand stabbed out like a young man.

Suddenly, a dragon groaned, and the sword qi rushed into the sky, and the heavens and the earth changed color.

A frightening storm rose into the sky, and the endless sword qi dimmed the blood moon in the moonlit night.

The giant fist that fell from the sky, under this sword aura, was as fragile as confetti.

The terrifying sword light flashed, leaving a mysterious sword mark in the night sky.

Rushan's giant fist was suddenly split in two and slipped down beside Lin Fan.

The dark golden pupils hidden in the spatial rift were full of horror at this time, and the moment the sky-high sword qi submerged into the rift in the air, a terrible scream resounded in the endless void.

The dark golden eyes disappeared in an instant under Lin Fan's sword.

The cracks in the sky for hundreds of miles gradually disappeared.

Retracting the arm stabbed by a sword, Lin Fan looked at it horizontally.

At the tip of the blood-red sword, a drop of golden blood dripped impressively.

Lin Fan looked up to the sky and smiled, lowered his head and blew lightly on the tip of the sword, and the golden blood suddenly rolled down to the dust.

The "Cutting the Moon" sword sounded happily in Lin Fan's hand, and disappeared like smoke and mist after a few breaths.

Lin Fan felt physically and mentally exhausted, his eyes were dark, and his body disappeared like foam.

When he opened his eyes, the towering Mount of Immortal stood impressively in front of him.

On the black tripod clenched in his hand, the runes disappeared, and suddenly time seemed to have passed only for a moment.

Lin Fan removed his palm and looked at the inside of the ding, there was only one blood-colored pill in the smooth black ding, and there was a burst of charming fragrance.

It seems that this is a treasure pill that can make people's power soar.

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I'm working overtime today, I'm not in a hurry to update more, please forgive me if I like this book.