A light flashed in Lu Fan's hand. The heavy sword without a sharp edge fell into his hand at the same time.

"The sword name is Wufeng. Please."

The strong force of the two swords rose. Then, a loud sound rang out on the field between them.

At this time, all the audience saw that the swords in the hands of the two men had collided together. Until this time, the phantom where the two were standing had not yet dissipated.

"drink."

Feng Xiaoqiu's long sword in his hand instantly hit a thousand times. He saw that there was a dense sword shadow appearing in the void around Lu Fan's body.

The sword in Lu Fan's hand was swinging very slowly, but it was as if he had already predicted the trajectory of each sword.

Wherever Wufeng's heavy sword swept, it blocked all the sword shadows.

The two began a close-fitting sword fighting. Each move and one move made the space shatter and the earth shattered.

"Square-inch sword. It's a stone's throw away."

Feng Xiaoqi flipped his wrist and drew a sword in his hand. He drew a sword light in front of the two of them.

Lu Fan swung his sword and slashed it out. He suddenly found that his sword seemed to be shorter. It was obviously a sword that hit Feng Xiaoqi's body. He actually shook past Feng Xiaoqi.

Feng Xiaoqi's sword had obviously been withdrawn, but Lu Fan felt a pain in his heart.

It was the feeling of a long sword entering the flesh. Lu Fan's muscles contracted and bounced it away. He took two steps forward. Lu Fan used another sword with his backhand, but he still waved by Feng Xiaoqi.

At this time, Lu Fan suddenly discovered his steps and he retreated at some point.

Feng Xiaoqi smiled at the corner of his mouth and unfolded his sword technique again.

Square inch sword. Square inch is life and death.

The Gang Jin condenses into the extreme, the sword light condenses into the extreme, and the small space in front of him is his absolute realm.

The wind suddenly had a fanatical light in his eyes.

"Kill. Kill. Kill."

Lu Fan suddenly fell into his body with dozens of swords and scaled dragon armor.

"Good sword technique. If Lu Fan could practice all things invisibly to the third level, there would be a way to fight. It would be difficult to deal with now."

Old Liu touched his beard and said.

Pooh Yang said, "This is the sword of space. If you can't see through this, Lu Fan will be in danger."

The old ghost Xuanyuan didn't say anything, laughed but didn't say anything.

Fatty Dong whispered: "Don't underestimate boy Lu Fan. He has a way."

In the field, blood was already flowing in Lu Fan's body.

Prince Qin Yun was very happy to see it.

Death. Death. Today is your burial place.

Just as Qin Yun was happy and proud, Lu Fan suddenly grabbed Feng Xiaojian's square sword with lightning speed.

Starting with the sword, Lu Fan immediately added a blood mark on his palm.

But Lu Fan didn't care. He looked up and smiled at Feng Xiaojian and said, "So that's it."

A strange light flashed in Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes. Suddenly, the sword light flashed, shaking open Lu Fan's palm. Then he stabbed Lu Fan's chest with a sword.

Lu Fan did not evade dodge at all. The heavy sword without a sharp edge in his hand lit up.

"The cycle of life and death is rotated. The heaven and earth move."

Lu Fan turned around and slashed behind him.

Everyone looked at Lu Fan's actions in confusion. But only Feng Xiaoqi was shocked and quickly closed his sword.

Dang. Lu Fan's heavy sword without any force slashed something.

Feng Xiaoxu's figure suddenly appeared and knelt on one knee by Lu Fan's sword.

"The square inch sword is just a sword of void. The sword breaks through the void."

Lu Fan shouted loudly. Nine cyclones on his body lit up.

"Second turn. Ghosts and gods are shocked."

boom.
Chapter completed!