Everyone in the audience looked solemn and stared at Nie Fan, wanting to know how he would deal with it...

Nie Fan's body surface was filled with golden light and his eyes were cold. This divine wind formation not only blocked the void, but also made his consciousness dare not use it easily. It can be said that this divine wind formation has great restrictions on him, like

Came specifically for him.

"Fellow Daoist Nie, how do you feel?" Ling Wuya's voice came from all directions in the formation, causing Nie Fan to have his clones everywhere.

Although he could not use his spiritual consciousness, Nie Fan's spiritual sense was still strong. His expression remained unchanged and he said: "This formation is really good for body training. No wonder your physical body has such strength."

"This great formation can do more than just train the body." Ling Wuya's voice was erratic, as if coming from every grain of sand, and he couldn't tell the exact location.

Nie Fan didn't move, letting the wind and sand hit his body. The golden light flowed from his fists, crushing the approaching gravel.

Suddenly, six huge palms filled with sand and dust appeared from the left, right, up and down in front of Nie Fan at the same time. They were as fast as lightning and struck Nie Fan extremely violently.

There was a flash of sword light in Nie Fan's eyes, and five swords shot out, instantly cutting off six arms. The five swords were filled with sword energy, and their brilliance circulated, standing around Nie Fan, crushing all the sand and dust that came towards them.

, not even the storm can enter the Five Swords Formation!

Nie Fan stood in the Five Sword Formation, holding the Seven Killing Sword, and looked up at the center of the wind and sand, saying, "Is this just what you have been brewing for so long?"

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Nie seems to be very impatient." Ling Wuya's voice came from the opposite side of Nie Fan. This time, it was not erratic, it was simple and direct.

Nie Fan's expression was slightly stern, and the five swords glowed simultaneously. He felt a crisis.

At this moment, the guests in front of the ice mirror held their breath. In the ice mirror, not far from Nie Fan, a huge giant condensed by wind and sand appeared, occupying half of the God of War stage. His eyes sunken in the sand seemed to be able to

He saw something and stared at Nie Fan who was not far away.

bang

Suddenly, a huge fist of wind and sand appeared above Nie Fan's head. With unparalleled power, it seemed to be able to destroy the void before falling with a crash.

Nie Fan's eyes changed slightly, his true energy surged in his body, and he moved the Five Sword Formation to avoid the punch.

boom

The God of War platform shook violently, and the white light shield that was already flashing rapidly changed again. It was obvious that the God of War platform could not fully withstand this force, and it increased its defense.

The giant sandstorm didn't stop, and its other fist was extremely violent, and it hit Nie Fan again.

Poof

Nie Fan's Seven Killing Sword flashed with light, and the huge shadow of the sword slashed horizontally across the giant fist.

But in an instant, Nie Fan's face changed slightly, and the Seven Killing Sword actually struck through the giant fist of wind and sand without any hindrance, and the giant fist landed on top of his head without any impact.

Nie Fan's eyes flickered coldly, and he moved the Five Sword Formation again to avoid the fist.

"No wonder this divine wind formation can kill a strong Qi transformation..." One of the guests was still frightened, as if he was the one facing the sand giant, and said to himself solemnly. They could see very clearly in the ice mirror that this wind and sand

The giant is not an entity. It is completely condensed by wind and sand. It is intangible and has no quality. It is difficult to harm it by any means.

"Nie Fan is in danger this time..." Someone answered with the same solemn tone. This wind and sand formation is not an ordinary formation. It is weird and difficult to understand. It is the trump card of Moshan Little World to establish itself in the ancient martial arts world.

I have never heard of anyone being able to break through and come out alive.

"How can we break this divine wind formation?" A guest asked as if talking to himself. On the God of War stage, Ling Wuya stood on the edge, watching Nie Fan and the sand giant from a distance. The two giants

The punches kept falling, intangible and without substance, and I had no idea how to destroy them.

Naturally, no one answered him. Ling Zhongshen looked at Nie Fan in the mirror with a sneer. In his opinion, Nie Fan could not hold on much longer.

Zhong Weili also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he had overthought it just now. The small world of Moshan had a profound background and Ling Wuya had been fully cultivated. How could Nie Fan be able to deal with it casually.

You He frowned, looking at the sandstorm giant in the ice mirror, a cold look flashed in his eyes.

Yang Xuening, who was above the God of War platform, was dressed in white clothes and her pretty face was as calm as ever, staring at the God of War platform.

I don't know when, Feng Yuanmeng was standing beside her, also paying attention to Nie Fan. Seeing Nie Fan being tied up, she whispered in Yang Xuening's ear: "Senior sister, do you want to invite the master?"

The current war is different from Snow Mountain's original plan, and with Zhong Weili's deliberate blockade, not many people know that the God of War Platform is now open, and the Snow Goddess Temple is still completely unaware of it.

Yang Xuening blinked and said softly, "No need."

Feng Yuanmeng wanted to persuade her again, but hesitated for a moment but didn't say anything.

Nie Fan on the God of War stage is indeed in trouble. This wind-sand giant completely follows Ling Wuya's will. It has no body, no spirit, and it is difficult to be harmed by any force. If you want to disintegrate it, you must first defeat Ling.

Boundless.

boom

A huge foot of the sand giant seemed to occupy the entire God of War platform, carrying endless wind and sand, as sharp as a sword, and the surrounding void was cut into strips, which was extremely terrifying.

Nie Fan's eyes suddenly flashed with golden light, and he moved sideways again. As soon as he stopped, a huge fist fell down again.

Suddenly, the five sword arrays glowed together and stood above Nie Fan's head. The sword energy was like a tide, facing the giant fist of wind and sand. At the same time, the Conferred God Tower flew out, and a huge gray tower shadow appeared, occupying an area of ​​almost an average tower.

The dark portal inside the body appeared, and the chilling cold sword energy surged out.

"Even the God-Selfing Tower is useless..." Seeing this scene, the guests in front of the ice mirror shook their heads. This sandstorm giant was completely condensed from the divine wind formation. Even if it was defeated temporarily, as long as Ling Wuya was still there, he could turn around.

It will be condensed again in an instant, and even if it is really a master of Qi transformation inside, it will only be consumed to death.

None of the other guests spoke. Indeed, the terrifying thing about the divine wind formation is that it is endless. If you cannot avoid the wind and sand giant and hurt the person who presides over the formation, everything is in vain.

Zhong Weili watched Nie Fan take out the God Conferring Tower that he had never used, and the last trace of uneasiness in his heart completely let go.

When Ling Wuya saw that Nie Fan had finally used his last trump card, a smile appeared on his face. He controlled the sand giant's huge feet and stepped on the five swords above Nie Fan's head desperately.

The sword energy of the five swords surged into the sky, as vast as the ocean. When the giant foot stepped on it, it collapsed inch by inch. All the wind and sand were shattered by the sharp sword energy and annihilated.

The gray light of the Conferred God Tower flashed, and a white light flashed out from the dark portal and struck at the wind and sand giant.

Poof

The sword light struck through the giant's body, but there was nothing strange about it. Even though the giant foot had collapsed, it still raised both fists and smashed them at Nie Fan.

But at this moment, Wu Ya's expression changed. The sword light that struck the giant did not disappear, but flashed past and appeared above his head!

Nie Fan's target is not the Sandstorm Giant at all, but him!

Ling Wuya's eyes were slightly cold. How could the Conferred God Tower be underestimated? His mind moved, and a silver battle suit appeared on his body. The light surged and enveloped him.

When~

The sword light from the Conferred God Tower fell on Ling Wuya, and he saw a silver light shining brightly on his body, which was dazzling, and a special aura filled the air.

"Moss God Battle Clothes!" A guest in front of the ice mirror blurted out, with a shocked look on his face. It is said that the first master of Moshan's small world has reached the peak of Qi transformation and is only one step away from the Qi God. He left a rich heritage to

In Moshan, even after countless years, many things have disappeared, but this battle suit is famous. There once was an innate strong man from Moshan who wore this battle suit and had a strong fight with a second-level Qi Transformation strongman.

Invincible!

The other guests were also silent. They never expected that Moshan would pass this treasure to Ling Wuya.

Zhong Weili took a long breath in his heart. With this battle suit, Ling Wuya was already invincible!

Ling Zhongshen also showed a smile and looked at Ling Wuya in the ice mirror, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

You He also stared at Ling Wuya, with a faint shadow of a black hill appearing in his pupils. After a long time, his eyes returned to their original state. He shook his head while drinking, and said as if unintentionally: "It's just an imitation, support..."

"Fellow Taoist, do you really think that there is no one in my snow mountain?" Before You He could finish speaking, Zhong Weili suddenly turned to look at him, with a hint of coldness in his eyes. He didn't expect it at first, but as soon as You He spoke, he

He immediately became alert. Indeed, there had been several Qi Transformation Masters in the small world of Moshan who had refined an imitation, but You He must not let You He tell Nie Fan on the God of War Stage about this!

Zhong Weili was also secretly surprised. He didn't expect that You He saw through it. Fortunately, Zhong Weili interrupted in time and didn't let You He finish. Otherwise, Nie Fan knew that this was a counterfeit, so he probably would have known about it.

The battle suit couldn't stop the Conferred God Tower several times.

All the guests also understood in their hearts that the battle suit was of great importance. Even if Ling Wuya was astonishingly talented, the real talkers in Moshan would not show it until it reached a certain level.

"Tsk tsk, that's it. Xueshan's temperament has deteriorated after all, otherwise he would have been the top force in the ancient martial arts world..." You He didn't seem to be moved by Zhong Weili's tone and expression, and still looked at Bing leisurely.

Mirror said.

All the guests also noticed it and were secretly surprised. Why did Zhong Weili stop him from sending a message to Nie Fan, asking them to have a fair fight? Why did it seem to be Zhong Weili's fault in You He's mouth?

Zhong Weili secretly suppressed his anger. Now is not the time to settle accounts with You He. He must end the battle at the War God Stage before others in the door find out and come. He glanced at You He in warning, and he also turned his head.

The desert god's battle suit on Ling Wuya's body was filled with silver light, and he finally received the sword light from the God Conferring Tower. The light slowly disappeared, revealing Ling Wuya's figure. The desert god's battle suit was still as smooth as new, bright and bright.

Bright.

Ling Wuya was distracted, and the huge sandstorm giant collapsed. Nie Fan's eyes flashed with golden light, and he saw the battle clothes on Ling Wuya's body through the God-Selfing Tower. His expression was slightly moved, but he didn't need You He to transmit his voice.
Chapter completed!