The black flame gradually swelled in front of He Bufan, and because of the terrifying temperature, he himself didn't dare to gather it in his palm anymore, and instead pushed it in front of him with his handprint.

Two feet away, Qin Yan could also feel the terrifying aura coming from it, and his face sank.

Old man, do you want to play with your life, then dare to be kind, Young Master Ben likes to play with life the most, no matter what tricks you do, Young Master Ben will accompany you to the end!

With a wave of his right hand, the spiritual power of the imperial weapon swept to the side, and several nearby guards with swords and swords suddenly felt a strong force in their hands, and they could no longer hold the weapon. Several swords immediately broke free from the shackles of their masters, and under Qin Yan's control, they flew towards He Bufan.

At that time, I saw that the black flames in front of He Bufan were soaring, and those swords had just flown in front of him, and before they could make any move, they were involved in the dark flames, and when they heard a loud sound, they were burned and swallowed by the tongue of fire, and there was not even any residue left. Qin Yan was shocked. The True Yuan spiritual power attached to his sword was incinerated in just a moment, and he didn't even have a chance to resist. It seemed that the power of this black flame was still above his imagination.

He waved again, and another long sword broke out of its scabbard and flew into his hand. At this time, He Bufan's body and posture changed, and it seemed that he had fully accumulated his momentum, and he was about to pour out the power of this style of "burning the eight desolations". Qin Yan didn't hesitate any longer, and immediately activated the fire in the spirit platform, forming a furnace in his body, and the spiritual power of his whole body was ignited under the action of the sacrificial formula, drumming, boiling and tumbling.

This was the second time he had cast the Sacrificial Death Technique, and it only ignited his spiritual power, and it only took a split second to complete the entire process. The surging spiritual power poured into the sword body through his arm, and the light on the sword skyrocketed, and the blue cold halo came out of his body, dazzling and dazzling. An extremely powerful sword qi rose from his body, like a peak of ten thousand feet, piercing the sky. That sword is strong in everyone's hearts, lonely and peerless. Everyone in the audience took a few steps back, only to feel that their hearts seemed to be suppressed by a mountain peak, and it was really difficult to break free from that shadow.

'If this sword is cut down, who can be its edge here!' the thought came to people's hearts.

Qin Yan raised his long sword and strode towards He Bufan. Every time he took a step, he stirred up a torrent of wind, and the incomparable sword qi struck at He Bufan like an angry wave, blowing his clothes and hunting.

He Bufan's eyes flashed, his body was like a pine on the top of a mountain, standing still in the wind. The mudras of his palms changed again and again, inspiring countless afterimages, and the dark flame stopped beating, as if it had frozen, and the power of the Eight Desolations was ready to burst out of the still time.

"Old man, seeing that your time is running out, this young master will do a good deed and send you to the ground in advance!"

Qin Yan shouted loudly, stepped forward step by step, seemed to be slowing down, and crossed a distance of one zhang in an instant, and saw the gloomy look in He Bufan's eyes more clearly. The two looked at each other, and there seemed to be thunder flashing in the depths of their divine will. The two extremely strong forces were about to fight head-on, and there was silence all around, everyone was holding their breath, and their soul consciousness was about to be taken away by the sword light and black flame. The sky was full of clouds at some point, and it seemed that even the weather was drawn for this great battle in the world, and the dome that had just rained was once again hazy, and the starlight was gone. Illuminated by the network of fire runes above the clearing, you can clearly see the strange scene of the clouds in the sky churning and swirling.

The two were still separated by a distance, and the celestial phenomena had already moved. If this blow is really struck, I don't know what kind of changes will happen to the earth. At least one of the two protagonists in the field survived. It is more likely that both sides will lose, and with such a huge stunt, the aftermath alone is not something that a human body can bear......

At this moment, a clear female voice broke the silence before the storm: "My family thinks this may just be a misunderstanding......

The voice was still floating in the night sky in the distance, and the person had crossed the distance of dozens of zhang, like a light blue phantom flying by. Following the light blue silk shirt that descended at the same time, there was also a sword light as clear as the moon.

Who is it if it's not Qingling Jade Hanyan?

She rushed and landed between Qin Yan and He Bufan like lightning, just as the sword intent in Qin Yan's palm condensed to the top and raised the sword to slash down. At this moment, the black flame in He Bufan's palm also condensed into a thick black point at the tip, devouring the surrounding light, and was pushing forward. The appearance of Yu Hanyan was falling on the place where the two clashed, and it was the most straightforward to bear this huge pressure. Swords slashed at the top of her head, black flames slammed down on her back, either enough to plunge her fragile body into the realm of no return.

Yu Hanyan only frowned slightly, and there was a faint sadness in his smoky eyes, and he raised the sword that was glowing with a white halo without hurry.

Previously, Qin Yan only paid attention to He Bufan in his eyes, and Yu Hanyan came too abruptly, and when he realized that there was suddenly one more person in front of him, it was too late to withdraw his strength. What's more, this is a blow that condenses his lifelong spiritual power under the effect of sacrificing his life, how can it be said that he can receive it!

He tried his best to make the sword edge deviate, from directly splitting the head of Yu Hanyan to slashing his shoulder. This small turn when he struck hard, caused a huge shock in his heart, and red blood oozed from his mouth, ears, eyes, and nose. The wounds he suffered at this moment were ten times more serious than the injuries he had suffered in the previous fight with He Bufan.

He didn't even have the spirit to curse in his heart.

Seeing the sword light coming, Yu Hanyan's face was still as unwavering as an ancient well. She raised her right hand slightly, and the sword in her palm made a sharp tearing sound, and suddenly turned into a round of white and flawless full moon, and there was a faint golden light in the moon ring, intercepting Qin Yan's violent sword that was like a mountain overturning from the side, and leading it to the ground on the side.

A sharp-eyed master in the field shouted: "Emperor Extreme Immortal Sword!"

There was a loud rumble, a splash of debris and dust, and the ground that shook was terrifying. Coupled with the swirling clouds and thunder and lightning in the sky overhead, this apocalyptic scene made the timid frightened, especially the maids and maids in the Cold Fragrance Pavilion screamed again and again, piercing people's eardrums.

Then another black curtain hung upside down, engulfing the talisman network in mid-air in an instant, and the light in the field suddenly dimmed. It was the black flame released by He Bufan, his control over his power was much hotter than Qin Yan's old man after all, and he was able to push the flame into the sky at the last moment, so as to avoid the catastrophe of the jade cold smoke and incense to eliminate the jade damage. He also fought for his life to barely complete it, and immediately after that, he withered, and the internal injuries he suffered were much more serious than Qin Yan's.

After the smoke cleared, the situation in the field was revealed. I saw that there was a bottomless crack several zhang long on the ground in the clearing, and the section was like ice dust, like the passage of the Nine Springs, and there were still bursts of chill seeping out of it.

And the two protagonists who triggered this battle were all looking like they wanted to die, Qin Yan was holding a sword on the ground, his clothes were in disarray, his seven orifices were bleeding, and his face was bleak. He Bufan stood with his hands down, his eyes were cloudy, and his body was even more shaky.

Yu Hanyan, who was the culprit, stood between them, but he had a look of great energy. She bowed to Lin Muyang, who was watching the battle from afar, with a smile on her face, and said indifferently: "Senior Brother Qin, as a disciple of Jiulong Peak, will definitely not do this act of stealing chickens and touching dogs. My family thinks that 10% of them are blamed on him. ”