Nine Gates of Immortals

Chapter 98
Bai Gu is ruthless and bloodthirsty, his behavior is unpredictable, without any warmth in his heart, he is both wild and repressed, because he has an obsession deep in his heart that even he can't control, he proves the way by killing.

Everyone was extremely nervous watching him make a sudden move.

Luo Fan seemed to have been prepared for a long time. With a thought, Li Ge flew out by himself and punched at the same time.

An unreserved blow, because he felt Bai Gu's killing intent.

"Shocking!"

"Seven Killing Fist!"

The two met each other, and then quickly separated. The corner of Bai Gu's mouth, which was already injured, once again overflowed with blood.

"You are very strong, and you are a good opponent." The killing intent faded away, and Bai Gu walked back to the stands under Luo Fan's uncertain gaze.

"The killing intent has actually reached the point where it can be retracted freely, and Bai Gu's breakthrough is just around the corner!"

Luo Fan put aside distracting thoughts, because the stage is his biggest enemy today.

"Young Palace Master has improved again." Bai Lu said, looking in the direction of the stands.

Bai Qi nodded, and then focused his gaze on Luo Fan.

"Luofan, after today, if you win, I will give you my life, and if you lose, I will kill you, how about it?" Zhang Yi's tone was serious.

"Okay, never hold back!"

Both of them showed an indomitable momentum.

"open!"

"open!"

The two opened the fairy gate at the same time, and the fairy gate disappeared instantly behind Luo Fan.

And Zhang Yi actually broke through to the realm of the king, one star.

How much more is he hiding?
When Luo Fan saw Zhanlu, the sword of benevolence.The Yinxuan Cauldron had to be sacrificed, suspended above his head, and a mysterious majesty of a saint enveloped Luo Fan's body.

"Soul refining, black dragon spirit!" The devil's battle suit possessed him, and the shadow of a real dragon gradually took shape behind him.

All this is done in a split second.

The Heavenly Killing Ancestral Talisman exudes bursts of murderous aura in his hands, ready to use the power of Shura at any time.

The blood in his body began to boil.

"Ghost Valley Divine Art!" Bursts of purple energy emerged from Zhang Yi's immortal gate and poured in. His aura at this moment was comparable to that of a master in the Qianyuan realm.

"Are they human after all?" The audience looked at the two people who had already destabilized the barrier before the fight started, and called out abnormal.

"There is a gap in the world!" Luo Fan slapped out a palm, and a broken small world descended.

Earth, fire, water and wind, all kinds of punishment from heaven came, and shot towards Zhang Yi with the force of space suppression.

"The sword of benevolence!" Zhang Yi held the sword in both hands, and slashed vigorously, a huge sword light piercing the sky towards the small world.

Two strong energies collided together, and the sizzling current began to spread along with the cracks in space.

"Shocking!" Naturally, Luo Fan didn't expect to succeed with one blow, and walked with the sword, stepping forward with worry-free movement, and had already arrived in front of Zhang Yi.

"Ping!" When the soldiers met at close quarters, the energy behind him also exploded at this moment, and the huge wind blew Luo Fan's hair towards Zhang Yi.

The picture is very beautiful.

"The power of Shura!" At the moment of contact, Luo Fan used the power of Shura, and the powerful attack force directly pushed Zhang Yi out.

Zhang Yi slid under her feet, holding a sword in one hand and making a magical handprint with the other.

"Ghost valley Taoism, the confluence of rivers and rivers!" He knew that Luo Fan was born with innate fire, so he chose the water attribute spell.

A huge water wave roared like a real dragon, hitting Luo Fan's chest directly.

Luo Fan's pupils shrank slightly, and his left hand also drew a strange trajectory in the air.

"Six qi of divine control!" The four qi of yin, yang, sunshine, and rain turned into a Taiji diagram to block his attack, and at the same time, the black dragon's qi in his body poked out a dragon's head, swallowing the water column bit by bit.

"The sword swings nine days!" Zhang Yi smiled slightly, and shook Luo Fan away with a swing of the long sword in his hand, and rows of sword shadows slashed towards Luo Fan like innate gossip.

"Seven Star Fingers of the Sword Jue!" Luo stepped on the seven stars, his fingers were like swords, and the double sword energy swayed out, faintly bringing out a starlight, implying the power of the stars.

In the dense atmosphere, swords, lights and swords came and went without a trace, and the speed of the two was so fast that few people off the court could see the truth.

"Ghost Valley Taoism, Wuxiang Tathagata!" A palm turned into the palm of the Tathagata, pressing towards Luo Fan like a five-fingered mountain, and at the same time, Buddha lights rushed towards him, carrying a trace of sacred aura.

"The power of faith!"

"Eight Zen Brocade!"

"Om!" The eight-character mantra came out, and the pressure on the power of faith dropped sharply.

From Luo Fan's point of view, Zhang Yi is a weirdo, who gathers the strengths of hundreds of schools and belongs to the world. No wonder there is a saying that the one who wins the ghost valley wins the world. Just saying that he can get so many Taoism skills can already be proud of the world up.

"The fifth style of the Heavenly Emperor's warfare, there is death but no life!" Luo Fan wanted to take advantage of the terrain of the Demon City again, but he found that the murderous aura hidden underground had disappeared. Thinking of Bai Qi above the barrier, could it be All this murderous intent must obey his orders?
But it didn't affect the power of his move.

A kind of belief that seeing death as home is integrated into the powerful sword intent. Luo Fan's sword burned the air up, bringing out wisps of black smoke, as if the space had been sucked out of life.

"The aura is exhausted!" Zhang Yi was surprised to find that the aura in the barrier had dropped to the lowest level at this moment, and it seemed that it had been evaporated by Luo Fan's sword.

"Holy King, open your eyes!" The sword of benevolence brushed past his forehead, and a golden light shot out, but this time it shot at Zhanlu sword.

A ray of saintly coercion rippled out.

"Is that sword not a holy weapon, but the eye on his forehead?" Luo Fan had a strange thought.

"Heaven and earth restore light!" The long sword slashed, bringing out a shimmering light.

One side represents destruction, and the other represents new life.

"Ghost Valley Taoism, Yunlong's body is vertical!" Zhang Yi stretched out the long sword in his hand, leading him to jump on the top of Luo Fan's head. If this blow fell, even Luo Fan's current defense could not stop it at all.

"Yinxuan Ding, the tripod controls the universe!" The Yinxuan Ding rotated rapidly and greeted it with a mysterious aura.

"Dang!" There was a loud noise, and the swords and tripods joined each other.

Everyone covered their ears.

The entire Demon City shook for a moment. This was a contest of holy artifacts. If there was no barrier to block it, this blow would turn this place into ruins.

"The waves behind the Yangtze River drive the waves ahead!" Bai Qiqi nodded.

"What does the Palace Master mean?" Bai Lu couldn't figure out Bai Qi's meaning.

"This Luo Fan must stay!" Bai Qi's voice was a little cold, and this staying seemed to represent multiple meanings.

"Ghost Valley Dao Technique, Earth Tornado Armor!" An earth dragon appeared quietly, binding Luo Fan's feet, which was Zhang Yi's plan to sneak through Chen Cang.

"It's time to end. There can only be one Emperor Star. It is my honor to meet you, but it is also your sorrow!"

Zhang Yi's voice could only be heard by two people, and the rays of light flowing around his body seemed to be gathering the aura of heaven and earth. This blow had already surpassed the limit of his body, and thunderbolts descended one after another.

"Ghost Valley Divine Art, surpassing the ordinary and becoming holy!" This sword seems to contain the nine realms of the journey of cultivating immortals, just like the coming of a true god, and the sword intent faintly surpasses the realm of Qianyuan.

(End of this chapter)