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Di Shen Mountain.

The Lord of the Emperor God and the Holy Lord of Qingtian looked helpless. The Sword of the Sword of the Demon King was really the same. He didn't even look at who his opponent was, so he directly launched a challenge. Yang Fan was a ruthless man who destroyed the four royal families in a month. His strength was so terrifying that even if he could not match the thirty-six pseudo-saints, he was probably not much worse. He was not comparable to the thirty-two pseudo-saints like the Sword of the Demon King of the Demon King.

Even if he is the sword saint with the strongest attack power, he will be the same. Challenging him is just pure heart seeking abuse.

Fortunately, Yang Fan was not angry, otherwise, even if the guy, Sword Lord of the Nirvana, would have to peel off his skin even if he did not die.

Why!

The enemy is not enemies but the enemy is cool and the enemy is cold.

The enemy is not enemies, and the enemy's arts are cool. Therefore, a peerless sword cultivator stands on the top, and the loneliness that is extremely cold at a high place arises naturally.

The knot is far from where the knot is connected to cold enemy hatred

Shaking his head and eliminating the distracting thoughts in his heart, the three of them were all focused on the two in the void. Now, this battle is inevitable.

I wonder how many moves this big ice can last in Yang Fan’s hands?

The star skill of the distant complex and hate war

The Sword of Nirvana has reached the realm of transformation. Even the thirty-three false saints are not necessarily his opponent. It is hard to say if there are too many, but the ten moves should not be a big problem.

It's hard to say that the old guy in the Silver Dragon Clan is not weak, even among the thirty-three fake saints, and the power he can exert in the Silver Dragon Holy Lake is no less weak than a thirty-five fake saints. But in the end, it was not easily suppressed by Yang Fan. In my opinion, it would be good that the big ice cube could support five moves.

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No one was optimistic about the Sword Lord of the Sword Lord. The gap between the two sides was too huge. With the strength of the Sword Lord of the Sword Lord, don’t destroy the Silver Dragon Clan of the First Royal Clan. Even if you destroy the Jueqiu Dragon Clan, you have to pay a lot of money. The victory or defeat of this battle has long been destined, and it is nothing more than a matter of being able to support a few moves.

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Above the void.

Yang Fan and the Sword Lord of the Destruction are thousands of feet apart and are far away.

The Sword of Destruction stood in the air, like an eternal sculpture.

A peerless sword cultivator stands above the top, and the loneliness that is extremely cold at high places arises naturally.

Before he drew his sword, his entire aura was like a peerless magic sword that was unsheathed, showing its sharpness.

Around him, there were strange phenomena of silence of leaves and colorful fallen flowers. At this moment, it seemed that the whole world was eclipsed, the sun, moon, stars were dull, and the purest darkness rose from his body, as if it could destroy everything and devour everything.

On the other hand, Yang Fan, who was thousands of feet away, had no change at all, and he still looked ordinary before.

Just then...

Yang Fanshuang's lips moved and he spoke. Brother Ji Mi, let's take action. He had no intention of taking action first. With his current strength, once he took action, the battle would be over. It was impossible for the Sword of Ji Mi to have the slightest resistance.

Even if the Sword of Nirvana is not weaker than the thirty-three false holy war power, the thirty-three false holy power is better than the fourth-level top saint, barely able to match the fifth-level top saint. Now Yang Fan, the power of pure flesh shell alone, is almost comparable to a top second-level top saint.

The gap between the two sides is too huge and completely unreasonable.

Lord Yangyun, be careful. The Sword of Nirvana was not polite, and he also knew in his heart that there was still a big gap between him and Yang Fan.

Rumble~~~

A black light flashed, and the eight-tribulation holy weapon behind the Sword of Destruction, the Sword of Destruction was unsheathed.

Boom~~~Boom~~~Boom~~~

With a sword in hand, the aura of the Sword of Nirvana surged like a big Yangtze River. The whole person was like the source of darkness, corroding everything in the four directions.

Take my sword.

Swallow~~~Swallow~~Swallow~~

A large number of black sword lights suddenly shot out from the pore cells of the Sword King Nirvana, like a starry sky storm, killing towards Yang Fan.

These black sword lights rolled like tides, destroying everything. In an instant, a mysterious sword formation formed and rushed towards Yang Fan. In this sword formation, countless hazy afterimages appeared, as if thousands of peerless sword cultivators were practicing sword art and practicing sword skills, like dreams and fantasy.

However, this is not the most terrifying thing. Suddenly, a dark sword energy appeared out of thin air above Yang Fan's head, silently, like a ghost, attacking and killing Yang Fan's holy soul directly.

This sword is the real killing move of the Sword Lord of the Sword. He killed the holy soul with one sword, and the ghosts and gods are unpredictable.

The dream sword formation in front of him is just a false move.

Sun Wun’s hatred complex ball exam

Sun Bugu's hatred complex ball, Yang Fanshuang's lip moved and he spoke, Brother Ji Mi, take action. He had no intention of taking action first. With his current strength, once he took action, the battle would be over. It was impossible for the Sword of Nirvana to have the slightest resistance.

Of course, for other pseudo-saints, the dream sword formation is also a life-threatening killing formation. Even some of the thirty-two pseudo-saints, if they are not careful, they will be killed by the dream sword formation.

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Sun Budi has a hatred from afar and receives the lonely ball Nuoyue

It's time to say it soon.

Brother Ji Mie, let’s see if I break your sword. Yang Fan smiled casually, but he didn’t see any movements of Yang Fan.

Rumble~~~

The holy soul in Yang Fan's sea of ​​consciousness, which was even more terrifying than the top 9th-level saint, opened his eyes and a terrifying spiritual light burst out.

It was like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves. Wherever it passed, all the sword energy of the nirvana and the dream sword formation were wiped out, as if it had never appeared.

I...I lost.

The Sword of the Sword of Destruction was a little gloomy. He thought that even if he could not cause too much trouble to Yang Fan, he would have to do something to break it. Unexpectedly, he would be able to break it so easily by Yang Fan.

And he could feel that Yang Fan had not used much power at all. The flash of terrifying holy soul power made him tremble and frightened. He had a feeling that if Yang Fan was willing, he could completely erase him from this world with just one move.

It is definitely not much more difficult than crushing an ant.

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Failed...................................., they were not confident that they could escape from this sword. Even if they were not dead, they would have to be severely injured.

Even if there are thirty-four swords, it is probably not a simple matter to take this sword.

The long-range war between the cold ghost Fantasy

The sun is too cool

In the end, Yang Fan gave it to... Monster, it's really a monster.

Yang Fan and Sword Lord are far away from each other.

But soon, a surprise flashed in the eyes of the Lord of the Emperor God. Yang Fan was his ally and the foreign aid he invited. The stronger his strength, the greater their Emperor God clan will gain in the next Hundred Clan Conference.

Brother Yang, I have prepared a banquet for you. Brother Yang invites you. Before I knew it, the title of the Lord of the Emperor God has changed. In the world of monks, the strong are respected and the outstanding are the first, and age is nothing at all.

Soon, a grand banquet began.

At that banquet, the imperial princesses like the Emperor God Peixue could only act as maids.

On the wine table made of top-grade holy crystals, there are delicacies made of various rare beasts, as well as the top holy fruits, one after another, constantly delivered to the table. If an ordinary person can eat a bite, he will immediately ascend to the feathers and live forever.

There is also the fine wine, even more extraordinary food. Just one cup is enough for a half-saint to break through a small realm.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of dishes.

Yang Fan glanced at the Lord of the Emperor and said, Brother Emperor and God, I don’t know what the specific situation of this Hundred Clan Conference is? Yang Fan knows only about this Hundred Clan Conference. He only knows that this is the feast of the top tribes of the Sacred Heart Domain, and it is the only way for many top races to be promoted to top tribes. It is held every billion years.

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