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Chapter 268 Dark Sword Qi
The remnant of the phantom god's dark art is already a god-level sword art.

The God Rank Sword Art is a legend in God's Domain, so Jiang Fan doesn't know what even two fragments mean to God's Domain.
Jiang Fan has already learned the first volume, and he still doesn't know what the effect is, but the fifth volume is in his hands, and the sixteen fragments of the Illusory God's Dark Art Collection are complete.

Mr. Zhao said that he can only choose one sword formula, and the magic god and dark formula is a sword formula that the 'system' forces him to practice, so Jiang Fan has no other choice.

"wait wait wait!!!"

At this time, before Jiang Fan was about to leave the sixth floor, Mr. Zhao came up wiping his sweat.

If you really want to choose this sword formula for Jiang Fan and leave, Wan Longfang will come to him the next day to find him desperately!
"Brother, brother, you can't bring this sword formula!"

Elder Zhao stopped anxiously.

Wan Longfang was famous for being a calf protector, with a hot temper, and would do anything if he disagreed with him. In the past hundreds of years, it was the first time I heard that Wan Longfang had a personal heir, and this personal heir actually chose a sword formula that could not be practiced at all. Isn't this cheating him!
"Um?!"

Jiang Fan was startled.

This broken sword art is a sword art that the 'system' forces to practice. If it is forbidden to practice, what will he do?
"The aura of this sword formula is mysterious, but even the sect master can't understand it, so don't challenge it!"

A genius, always feels that he is different from ordinary people, so he challenges the difficulty. Jiang Fan wants to take this sword formula back. If he really understands something, he can explain it to Wan Long. I don't want to make trouble for myself.

"What do you think of this Yanlong Sword Art? It has been cultivated to great success, and every move is like a Yanlong. Its power is beyond comparison with other sword arts. If you really want it, I will bring it to you!"

Any sword formula has to be obtained by breaking through the shield with sword energy by one's own strength, and Mr. Zhao can't care about it now.

"I can't choose this one?"

Jiang Fan asked.

"It's not impossible, but..."

Even Mr. Zhao was embarrassed to say, "If you can't cultivate a flower, Wan Longfang will come to me the next day to feed me, and my old bones will fall apart."

"I want to choose this one!"

Only at this point Jiang Fan could not give in.

Only one kind of sword formula can be practiced, and the system has forced him to practice the Illusory God Dark Art, so he can only practice according to the direction of the system.

"This……"

Mr. Zhao was in a dilemma.

But he really didn't expect Jiang Fan to see anything from this incomplete sword art.

When I was thinking about how to persuade this lost and proud person to pass it on personally, there was already a sound transmission outside.

"Why are you here at this time?"

Today is the day when the Holy Gate of Jijing is recruiting disciples, and the Sword Jue Pavilion will be a bit busy.

"I won't register your sword formula for the time being, but you must report the chosen sword formula to Elder Wan!"

After finishing speaking, Elder Zhao hurriedly went back to entertain the elder from the sound transmission outside.

Seeing that the other party did not stop, Jiang Fan left together.

"Elder Yuan, why are you here in person!"

"There are so many good seedlings this year, I couldn't sit still, so I went out to have a look, and brought two back, Mr. Zhao, you can help take care of them."

Elder Yuan is the elder of Yuan Shengmen that Feng Xiankai said.

Feng Shengmen, which was opened first.

All Saints Gate in Bandung.

Yuan Bi's Yuan Shengmen.

"Good seedling?"

Zhao Lao looked behind Yuanbi with the intention of flattering him.

The unruly face first caught the eye, and then he exuded a tiger-like sword aura, a young man in white clothes, a genius, a group of unruly people.

"You are born with tiger-roaring sword energy, congratulations to Elder Yuan, eh... this girl..."

At first, I just thought the girl was exquisite.

"As long as Mr. Zhao knows, there is no need to explain!"

Yuan Bi couldn't hide the smile on the corner of his mouth.

The Protoss Ceremony is about to start, and the hidden family can't help but send their own geniuses to join the sect. Only by joining the sect can they be eligible to participate in the protoss ceremony selection competition!
Therefore, this year can be said to be the most prosperous time for the Thirty Sects.

"Hello, Mr. Zhao."

Tied up in delicate black, wearing a cherry-colored tight wrap, with a small waist that is tightly gripped, even though she looks only seventeen or eighteen years old, the charming attitude of this figure still makes Mr. Zhao nod, and the latter is his identity. He has never seen this kind of sword body, and only that royal family owns it.

"well."

Zhao Laole laughed and said, very happy with the beautiful and dignified girl in front of him.

And beside him, the unruly young man passionately toured the girl gracefully.

Only seventeen or eighteen years old but with a mature body, this "little junior sister" is in his pocket, thinking about the scene of getting her on the bed and ravaging her, Huo Aotian felt hot all over.

"Yinger and Aotian will be handed over to Mr. Zhao. I still have something to do, so I won't delay."

This year, there are so many talented people in the Holy Gate of Jijing, and he can't let all the good seedlings be snatched away by other holy gatekeepers.

"sure!"

Zhao Laogong welcomes Yuan Bi to leave.

Only then did Jiang Fan come out.

Originally, today should have ended like this, but the gate of Jian Jue Pavilion is as big as an ordinary house, and Jiang Fan came out first, that Yinger nodded to let the way out, but Huo Aotian looked at Jiang Fan with his nostrils up. , seeming to say 'get out of the way'.

Do you want Jiang Fan to take three or four steps back to the Sword Jue Pavilion, and make way for him?
Therefore, Jiang Fan could only stagger his shoulders and walk over.

But it's such a small movement.

"court death!"

Huo Aotian ran away with murderous intent.

He just wanted to show off in front of Miyamoto Ying on purpose, women like strong men.

"They started fighting as soon as they met. It seems that the in-person biography these days is not easy to get along with."

Mr. Zhao didn't stop him.

The rule of the Holy Gate of Jijing is that those who provoke troubles will 'take the blame on themselves', that is to say, if Huo Aotian, who took the initiative to provoke troubles, is beheaded by his opponent by mistake, he will not bear any responsibility.

Miyamoto Yingmei looked at Jiang Fan in surprise.

At this time, a sword appeared out of thin air in Huo Aotian's hand.

"Tsk tsk, you little doll actually has a weapon at the peak of the F stage."

need to know.

Earth digitized S-level weapons are comparable to the lowest G-level weapons in God's Domain, and SSS-level weapons are only as strong as God's E-level weapons. It is conceivable that this weapon, which is far more sharp than Earth's SSS-level weapons, is a threat to Jiang Fan. .

Jiang Fan's strength in God's Domain, Qiangwei once said, even if he tried his best, it was only E-level strength, not to mention, he is currently weak and weak.

Huo Aotian suddenly slashed with his sword, how to block it? !

This is not a digitized Earth.

With an F-level weapon, coupled with Huo Aotian's own E-level amazing strength, even Jiang Fan in his prime may not be his opponent, let alone the current situation.

"Ok?"

Mr. Zhao wants to make a move!

Anyone with a discerning eye would know that Jiang Fan couldn't even block Huo Aotian's sword!
It doesn't matter if you are disabled, God's Domain is the most indispensable, it is the elixir for healing, but if Jiang Fan dies here, Fang Longtian will go crazy!
At this critical moment, Jiang Fan subconsciously wanted to block it with sword energy.

Subsequently.

Jiang Fan blocked it.

Like catching a thrown basketball, Jian Zhan remained motionless between his thumb and index finger.

It was no longer pale gold, but the dark black sword energy was covered in the hand in the form of 'Sword Gang', and it was caught lightly.

"So it is."

Jiang Fan finally went somewhere in the first stage of the phantom god Diablo, originally to transform his sword energy into dark energy.

"roll!"

The foot covered with the sword energy of the dark form kicked over.

One foot in the past.

rumbling...

If it weren't for the barrier protecting the building, dozens of buildings would collapse at this foot. If no one offends me, I won't offend anyone. Jiang Fan doesn't like trouble, but that doesn't mean he's afraid of trouble!
(End of this chapter)