Those who were watching were moved but dared not take action, but those who were already hiding in the void and who had been preparing for a long time looked cold and quietly approached forward...

"They are all the weakest now, activate the formation!" In the void, Yuan Qiao's eyes surged sharply, and one hand activated the long sword in front of him, but his eyes were staring at Nie Fan below.

The auras on the eight people were almost exactly the same at this time, and their true energy was stimulating, pushing the formation out and slowly pressing down.

Almost at the same time, the ice sculpture hall of the Feng family also moved out of the void and moved downward.

The old man with a pale and thin skin in the northwest also narrowed his eyes slightly, but he did not rush to move. He also saw the shocking murderous intent in both directions, and wanted them to use it as an experiment to see how much power Nie Fan still has.

Just as the Feng family and the Eight Sword Formation were exposed, Nie Fan also felt the biting murderous intent, his expression remained motionless, turned his head and looked in both directions, and then stopped caring about it.

"You have many enemies." Zheng Hu looked at Nie Fan and said lightly.

"Some jumping clowns." Nie Fan responded calmly, and the true energy in his body continued to recover.

Zheng Hu was too powerful. Even though his true energy was far superior to the same level, he still had to stop. But then his eyes narrowed suddenly and he found that the qi and blood in Zheng Hu's body were rumbling, as if the tide was rising, and he recovered rapidly.

Nie Fan turned his head and looked at the big black tiger not far away. Sure enough, the aura of the black tiger continued to weaken. It was obvious that Zheng Hu was passing on some method to him.

"It seems that you are destined to be defeated today." Zheng Hu looked at Nie Fan and said indifferently.

Nie Fan frowned and then said, "You seem to be too happy too early."

"Then let's fight." Zheng Hu's aura changed and he rushed towards Nie Fan suddenly.

Nie Fan didn't care about the eight sword formations that were approaching and the huge ice palace, and raised his fists and rushed towards Zheng Hu.

The void of time stirred up again. Although the battle between the two was no longer as fierce as before and the strange phenomena were everywhere, it was terrible enough. The void was sunken, which was caused by the force of the two fists and palms, and it was difficult to recover in a short time.

"Kunlun's Eight Sword Formation is not that simple." Zheng Hu's momentum was constantly getting stronger, and each palm was terrifying than the previous one.

"I even killed their heads." Nie Fan's expression remained unmoved. As Zheng Hu continued to increase, the aura in his body not only did not weaken rapidly, but also continued to increase.

Zheng Hu watched Nie Fan's aura change, his eyes flashed, and his palms were filled with black mist, which became more and more terrifying. When he fell down, the void was photographed in ruins.

Nie Fan's golden fists were filled with dragon roars. Each fist had a special passage, as if it had penetrated the void.

The battle between the two became more and more intense, and their aura continued to become stronger, making the people around them discolored, especially those who wanted to get a bargain. Their faces changed and they quietly disappeared.

"Head of the Family!" The Feng family woman with a bronze mask looked at the two people below and was constantly recovering. Her eyes flashed and she turned to look at the head of the ice sculpture mask.

The mask on the ice sculpture man's face was twitching. After a long time, his eyes flashed with a fierce look and he said coldly, "Continue, even if you can't kill Nie Fan in one blow, you will still let him die at Zheng Hu's hands!"

The Feng family worked dozens of people, and there was a flash of murderous intent in their eyes. They were all full of true energy, pushing the huge ice palace to continue to go down, and the cold murderous intent locked on Nie Fan.

"This is the Feng family's killer move, and they also incorporated their Ice God Sword into it. Even the peak palace level attack is not easy to bear." It seemed like a huge black tiger appeared behind Zheng Hu, looking at Nie Fandao with calm eyes.

"I have also killed the head of the Feng family." Nie Fan was calm and golden light surged on his body, like an indestructible god of war, fighting with Zheng Hu fearlessly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Kai from the Kunlun Sect who was enshrined in the Fengshen Tower by Nie Fan, a group of elders, as well as some of Fei Jue's killers, including some other cultivators who were suppressed by Nie Fan in the Fengshen Tower, all groaned, and their aura shrank sharply and was pulled away by the Fengshen Tower.

This is another unique and wonderful use of the Temple Tower, which can extract the power of the people sealed in the tower for the owner to use.

Zheng Hu also saw that Nie Fan seemed to be borrowing some power, but it was not surprising that to their level, it would be a strange thing to have no means at all.

Both of them were constantly increasing their strength and using some secret techniques. Various lights were flying in the void, all of which were extremely terrifying secret techniques, shooting outwards one by one.

"Kunlun's Eight Sword Formation, the Feng family's ice sculpture is approaching, and the two of them are not afraid at all..." The faces of the people in the distance changed slightly. Even if they were so far away, they could feel the bone-killing intentions emitted by the two sides, but Nie Fan and Zheng Hu seemed to have not realized it and still fought endlessly.

"Some of them have their trump cards that have not been revealed. Kunlun and Feng families were both impulsive just now." Someone pointed it out. It was obvious that the Feng family and Kunlun had not seen the situation clearly, and they thought that both of them were exhausted. Only then did they show that they had to bite the bullet and push it.

"For both of them, such an attack may not do anything to them." An supreme master stared at the two people in the battle with his eyes flashing, and commented. Whether from the battle between the two people just now or their unproduced background, the Feng family and Kunlun took action too early, and neither Nie Fan nor Zheng Hu would care too much.

"Kill!" Yuan Qiao shouted loudly, urging the Eight Sword Formation to cover the two of them from top to bottom. They had to make a move too early.

The eight swords were flashing with sword energy that soared into the sky. The eight swords had invisible auras interlaced, and terrifying gray light shuttled through, and the aura of destruction expanded rapidly in the void, rushing towards the two of them.

"Suppress!" The man in the ice sculpture mask also yelled and smashed the ice sculpture at Nie Fan with all his strength.

"Tiger roars all over the world!" Zheng Hu looked cold and suddenly shouted loudly. One palm covered the sky and the earth, black fog was everywhere, and endless murderous intent was overwhelming, rushing at Nie Fan.

"Fist breaks through the sky!" Nie Fan roared long, and his golden fist broke through the void, as if invincible, facing Zheng Hu's palm.

At that moment, eight long swords, huge ice halls, golden fists, and black palms gathered together.

Boom boom boom boom

A terrifying explosion occurred in the sky where Nie Fan and Zheng Hu fought. It was even more terrifying than the two of them fighting with all their strength just now. The destructive sword energy shot can freeze everything and allow the coldness, golden light, and black fog of the void to be destroyed.

Just when everyone thought Nie Fan would die this time, he churned violently from the place where it was still exploded violently, and a huge golden palm was poked out. Before the eight Kunlun people could react, they were caught and pulled into the place where it exploded.

Puff puff puff
Chapter completed!