The sword qi exploded, and the two Qingfeng long swords were swung away by the injected internal force at the same time, Pan Dao's body fell into the air, but a yang finger immediately shot out. Zhuo Bufan's body that he wanted to chase just now forcibly stopped, and his body turned over and landed not far away.

Neither of them moved again, but the aura of their whole bodies was still increasing. Zhuo Bufan showed a shallow smile coldly, the long sword trembled, and the internal force was exerted without scruples, and a sword aura crossed the air.

Pan Dao landed, his eyes couldn't help but narrow, but before he could figure out a way to deal with it, Zhuo Bufan's sword qi was already overwhelming. Pan Dao didn't have time to think about it, he stepped out of the moon, and his figure shook again and again.

Zhuo Bufan came with a sword, the smile on his lips loomed, Pan Dao was helpless, the immeasurable sword style slashed out, the true qi of the whole body was concentrated, the sword qi was overwhelming, and the immeasurable light was released. Zhuo Bufan's expression suddenly became solemn, his innate aura was released with all his strength, and his body retreated violently, and at the same time, the long sword drew a sword force, fighting against the immeasurable sword style.

Deng Baichuan felt that the opportunity was coming, he picked up the weapon that he shot down, and his light skills were extraordinary, and the long sword stabbed the opponent's back in the heart. Zhuo Bufan had a bad premonition in his heart, the instinct of the martial artist made him withdraw the three-point force of the sword qi, and the long sword held the stabbing sword, and he didn't care about others, and his body quickly went to the side.

Bao didn't make a different sword move, so he pounced on Deng Baichuan and rolled to the side, only to see the two sword qi collide violently, and the invisible qi exploded, and the surrounding trees fell to the ground one after another, and the rocks were flying, which was a big disaster.

Pan Dao's long sword held the ground, he had lost all his strength, half-kneeling on the ground panting, his innate power ran Zhou Tian, and he worked hard to recover the true qi in his body. Zhuo Bufan looked at the consequences of the collision of the two sword qi in shock, and couldn't help but be impressed by Pan Dao, as a sword god, he had an amazing interest in powerful swordsmanship.

Although Deng Baichuan and Bao are different from each other, they have avoided the big explosion generated by energy, but their own strength is too low, and the realm of first-class masters is not enough to see here, and the internal injuries are severe. Now they know why Murong Gongzi attaches so much importance to Pan Dao.

Zhuo Bufan was not injured, but his image was a little messy, and his innate strength was not comparable to the realm of the top that could cause harm to him. He walked towards Pan Dao with his sword in his hand, with admiration on his face, "The sword move is good, but it's a pity that the strength is not enough, and it is powerless to defend after one move, but it is very strong to use this move in a critical situation." ”

Pan Dao didn't move, his eyes looked at him, "Sword God Zhuo Bufan, can you promise me one thing?" Knowing that he couldn't escape, he simply faced it calmly.

"For your sword's sake. You say, as long as I can do it, I'll agree. "Zhuo Bufan is also simple, if he can use this kind of swordsmanship, he will not be bad if he wants to come, as a swordsman, he understands that the sword is the human heart.

If it weren't for the fact that his relationship with the Vulture Palace had already been bloody, he would not have come to kill a young swordsman. His sword was raised, even if he couldn't bear it anymore. In order to avenge the hundreds of people in his division, he must go down.

"There is a little girl in the Vulture Palace, named Dugu Xiaomeng, who is my sister. I hope you'll take care of her for me when you kill her one day. There is also the Five Poisons God Cult, and there is a girl from Ah Zi, who is also my sister, and I hope you can help me rescue her. If you can. I also hope that you will bring a letter to Ling Qing of the Star Sect, and say that you don't have to wait for me. After Pan Dao finished speaking, he quietly waited for the other party's reply.

Zhuo Bufan was silent for a while. Nodding his head, "Yes." Pan Dao smiled, he got up, and the long sword was raised again, "Come on, even if I am defeated, I will not wait for death." ”

Zhuo Bufan didn't think about the surprise, the light in his eyes flashed, like a tiger and leopard hunting for food. "Wait, it's better if the predecessors can sell our Murong family a face, if you miss today, there will be a good reward in the future. "Deng Baichuan can't help but speak, Murong Fu still needs Pan Dao's support to get ahead in Western Xia, if the other party dies now, then wouldn't it be a waste of all his previous achievements.

Zhuo Bufan's brows furrowed, he didn't want to pay attention to them at all, what did the Murong family have to do with him. Feng Bo Evil and Gongzhi Qian walked over with each other's arms, and Gongzhi Qian spoke, "Sword God senior, if you want, I, Chixia Village, can let you go to the Vulture Palace with you, and hate you with snow." ”

Zhuo Bufan was stunned immediately when he heard this, and his thoughts turned slightly, as if he was moved. Seeing this situation, Deng Baichuan also made a decision immediately, "Yes, my Qingyun Villa can also support my predecessors and avenge the deep hatred of the sea of blood." ”

"Hmph. Much is not profitable, and you cannot add it up. Although Zhuo Bufan was moved, when he thought of the person behind him, he still didn't agree in the end.

"No, no, although our martial arts are not good, we are also unknown in the rivers and lakes, and our power is also a little smaller, but many people are also multiple forces, why should our predecessors refuse. The package is different to refute.

Zhuo Bufan hesitated again, but soon sighed, even if he added them, it didn't necessarily have much effect, and he offended the person behind him in vain. "If it were Murong Fu of the Murong family who said this, I might still think about it, but you guys, forget it. As soon as his body moved, the long sword in his hand suddenly struck out.

Pan Dao didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, the sword in his hand was dismantled with the seven-star sword technique, and the internal force gushed out and barely blocked Zhuo Bufan's attack. But soon he discovered that Zhuo Bufan was not going all out, but was secretly learning his swordsmanship, and it seemed that the temptation of swordsmanship to the sword god was enough to fascinate him.

Deng Baichuan and Gongzhiqian looked at Zhuo Bufan, who did not enter the oil and salt, and had no way, and they were anxious, it would be good if Gongzi Murong Fu was here. They believed that with Murong Fu's innate skill against the Sword God, they would definitely be able to save Pan Dao.

Zhuo Bufan's momentum changed instantly, the sword move shook Pan Dao, and the palm was reflected on his chest, and the internal force was exerted, only to see Pan Dao spurt out a mouthful of blood, and the person also fell out.

The sword, like a light shoots away, Zhuo Bu Mortal's sword is one, and Pan Dao, who is shaking and standing up, can't help but smile bitterly, is his martial arts path really going to be cut off here?

Pan Daoyun used his innate skills, threw the long sword in his hand, and made the final blow, and at the same time his hand reached out to his waist, and the rainstorm pear flower needle fell on his hand, ready to open it at any time. Zhuo Bufan's body shape remained unchanged, his sword struck Pan Dao's long sword, and the true qi in his body turned into a point on the tip of the sword, and the internal force came out of his body, and a sword appeared.

The rainstorm pear flower needle was immediately opened, and this hidden weapon once again revealed its due edge, and twenty-seven silver nails burst out, hitting Zhuo Bufan's body, and the strength broke through the air, and the silver light flashed.

Zhuo Bufan's face immediately changed greatly, his body stopped castration out of thin air, the long sword swung out of a protective layer, and the true qi gushed out, feeling the threat of death for the first time. His body slammed to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust. Zhuo Bufan barely stood up, and then his whole body suddenly burst into a bloody hole, blood flowed out, and bewitching blood flowers bloomed.

His life was saved, but his face was also lost. Zhuo Bufan fell to the ground with a sword in one hand, facing Pan Dao and didn't know what to say, "Boy, you can look at it." ”

The sword qi was volleyed, and the innate strength was displayed, and this difference in quality made Pan Dao powerless for a while. Is there any way to avoid it, it seems that there is no more. (To be continued......)