Sword splits the universe

Chapter 270 Under the Battle of Tianjiao

"Nata used sword skills? I want to see what's so good about it." Fan Linfeng smiled coldly, although his tone was contemptuous, but he could feel his seriousness from his expression.

Han Feng didn't care what others thought, he was seriously controlling the Xuanning Pagoda with a serious face.

After all, this is the first experiment. If it is really successful, it will greatly increase its strength in both current and future battles.

"cut!"

Xuanning Pagoda's speed increased suddenly, and the whole tower was like a sharp sword. Although it looked very strange, the power it radiated was not to be underestimated.

When Fan Linfeng saw this, he naturally wouldn't sit still and wait for death. His whole body exuded tyrannical energy, his whole body shone with blue light, and his hands formed a strange seal: "Jade Emperor Seal, suppress!"

thump~

The mountain-like Jade Emperor's Seal became bigger again at this moment, and its light shone so brightly that people dared not look directly at it. The mountain was shaken, and it went straight to face Xuanning Pagoda's suppression.

Boom, boom~~

A tower and a mountain collided again, and the space seemed to be shattered. The berserk energy erupted between the two completely, and the nearby thousands of meters were shaken by mountains and ground.

Even the people watching from a distance retreated crazily when they saw such terrifying power, but some people who were too late to retreat were so shocked by the tyrannical force that they vomited blood.

After the remaining prestige gradually dissipated, everyone couldn't help showing horror when they looked at the area where the two of Han Feng were fighting again. The strength of the two of them seemed to be beyond their comparability.

"I didn't expect Han Feng to be so strong. It seems that he didn't even use half of his strength in the last competition!" Mu Yuan stared blankly at the sky at this moment, and couldn't help laughing at himself.

Hun Xianshang also clenched his hands tightly into fists, with deep hatred in his eyes, and more. . .The color of fear.

In mid-air, after a violent blow, both Xuanning Pagoda and Fan Linfeng's Yuhuangxi flew backwards and upside down as if they had suffered a huge blow, and their bodies also returned to their original appearance.

And Han Feng's body shook, and he couldn't help spurting out a mouthful of reverse blood. It was obvious that he had suffered serious injuries from the blow just now.

Fan Linfeng's condition was not much better than Han Feng's, and even worse.

However, neither of them gave the other a chance to breathe. They both wanted to end the battle as soon as possible. After taking back their respective black soldiers, Fan Linfeng moved first.

I saw his whole body was glowing, and strong Yuanli flowed around his body. He raised the sword and slashed at Han Feng in a diameter, and began to attack with all his strength.

"Have you gone all out?" Han Feng looked serious. He knew very well that this seemingly unpretentious blow was definitely Fan Linfeng's strongest attack.

At this moment, he no longer hides his clumsiness, his body exudes red and blue light, a huge dragon's power explodes, and a huge cyan dragon shadow gradually appears behind Han Feng.

The giant dragon's treasured image is fully displayed, the dragon's power is completely dissipated, and it looks like it is looking up to the sky and screaming, as if it is dissatisfied with the shackles between the sky and the earth, and wants to break through the sky and go away.

And Han Feng's arms also began to become thicker, and pieces of cyan scales covered his hands, turning into two dragon claws, and he waved his hands as if splitting the space at will.

When Fan Linfeng's attack was approaching, Han Feng also moved.

"Dragon Transformation Art, Dragon Transformation Claw!"

oooo~~~

With a huge roar of the dragon, Han Feng flew out like a cannonball, and the dragon figure behind him merged with him, forming a pair of sky-cracking giant claws. He slapped it fiercely, and collided with Fan Linfeng's sword.

"Boom~~~~"

Compared with the impact between the giant pagoda and Yushan just now, the aftermath that was more violent surged instantly, and before everyone could react, a figure was sent flying out and smashed hard into the mountain not far away. This person was Fan Linfeng.

"This...how is it possible, how could I lose to him!" Fan Linfeng collapsed on the ground, with scars all over his body, looking extremely embarrassed.

However, he didn't care about the injuries on his body, and he still hadn't recovered from the failure. In his eyes, Han Feng was just a disciple who had some adventures in a small sect, so how could he compare with him.

There are also many scars on Han Feng's body now. Although he won by relying on the Dragon Transformation Art in the last blow just now, he paid a considerable price.

"Now!" Han Feng looked down at Fan Linfeng who had fallen on the mountain peak, did not miss this great opportunity, swung his body, and rushed down directly, intending to kill him directly.

The two of them have long been dead, and there is no possibility of softening their hearts.

Seeing Han Feng rushing down at high speed, Fan Linfeng, who was still slumped, showed an extremely cold smile: "I want you to die, so that I can wash away my shame today!"

It's slow to say, but it's actually a moment.

At the moment when Han Feng was about to approach, a burst of thick black air suddenly emerged from Fan Linfeng's body, covering him completely, only his eyes were as cold as poisonous snakes.

"Han Feng, go to hell!"

As he said that, he saw Fan Linfeng strike with his palm, forming a huge black palm print. It was so powerful that Han Feng himself felt like an ant in front of this palm print, as if he would be smashed to pieces at any time.

Seeing that its power has the power of Wu Zun's realm, it seems that it will directly hit Han Feng.

"Oops, no good!" At this time, Emperor Yuan was also taken aback by the sudden palm print. He never thought that Fan Linfeng, who was only in the realm of Wuzong, could deliver such a terrifying blow.

Emperor Yuan didn't hesitate, and immediately said: "Han Feng, let me use your body!"

"Okay!" Han Feng nodded, and handed over the initiative of his body to Emperor Yuan.

As soon as the words fell, a gray breath suddenly appeared in Han Feng's body, and the temperament of the real person instantly became vicissitudes, simple, and the momentum of his body was rising steadily. . . .It wasn't until Wu Zun's middle stage that he stopped.

"Huh? This kid actually has a strong soul hidden in his body." Fan Linfeng looked at Han Feng with some surprise, but his eyes didn't look like a young man in his twenties. Han Feng's state at the moment is similar.

Emperor Yuan controlled Han Feng's body, his hands changed, and an illusory long sword appeared in his hand, slashing across the huge black handprint.

"Splitting the sky sword art, breaking the military style!"

A gray sword glow directly slashed at the black handprint. In an instant, the entire Tibetan world was shaken by the terrifying aftermath, and those onlookers were blown away by a huge energy before they could figure out what was going on.

Han Feng's body shook slightly, and he couldn't help taking two steps back, while Fan Linfeng spurted out a mouthful of blood, his whole body seemed to be swept by countless sword beams, bleeding profusely.

Fan Linfeng didn't seem to feel the pain, his eyes were full of surprise and shock: "Who the hell is able to pierce my magic seal with just sword intent."

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