Chapter 1511: Fight to the death

The first thousand five hundred and twelve chapters

"Damn, the space talent, Dark Void, can't be displayed here... This treasure is specially designed to restrain space skills..." The Ninth Prince heard extraordinary words, unable to control the black hole like outside, and could not help but gritted his teeth, viciously. Scolded.

"But... Zhuo Bufan, do you think I will lose to you if I don't use Dark Void? Hahaha..."

In that ‘black hole’, there was a tingling laughter.

Whoosh!

A black stream of light flew out of the'black hole', and the troubled times splashed up. The'black light' stayed in front of Zhuo Bufan, standing in the sky, it was the Ninth Prince, but the Ninth Prince's hair was a little messy, and the clothes on his body were also broken. , Looks really embarrassed.

"Zhuo Bufan, you have successfully angered me."

The Ninth Prince licked his lips, his eyes became more and more cold, staring at Zhuo Bufan like a sharp sword.

"Really? I want to know what kind of combat power the nine princes who are angered by me will have."

Zhuo Bufan's eyes were not afraid, even with some anger, staring at each other closely.

The Ninth Prince did not speak, but there were several black mists on his body, like a swimming snake lingering around him, slowly raised his palms, the two palms condensed black light balls, and the two light **** slowly merged. Together, make a sizzling noise.

In a moment, the ball of light actually condensed into a black sword, the sword body was pitch black, wrapped in an evil black mist.

"Sword of Hell..."

The werewolf Keton standing high in the sky saw this black sword appear, and the corners of his eyes twitched suddenly, his eyes widened.

"Unexpectedly, the Fallen Angels actually bestowed the fifth highest treasure in the clan to the Ninth Prince, the sword of hell..." Roy also showed a trace of envy and muttered to himself.

"The Nine Princes are the genius of the fallen angel family. It is not surprising to give him a treasure, but this sword of **** is really a treasure!" Lord licked his lips, his face showing greedy desire.

When Zhuo Bufan saw the appearance of the black sword, he also felt a sense of evil and oppression. He couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth, "The sword of hell, judging from the aura it exudes, it is almost comparable to the existence of a Horcrux... …Should be the pinnacle of the Ninth Grade Spirit Tool."

You know, Zhuo Bufan exercised his life magic weapon Ice Emperor Rain Sword, spent several years, and used a lot of precious materials to forge it, and now it only exists in the fifth rank of spirit weapon, and among the hells of the nine princes, it is actually a spirit weapon. The Ninth Stage is only one step away from the Horcrux.

"Sure enough, compared with these forces that existed in the ancient times, I have too little background."

Zhuo Bufan shook his head in his heart.

The Fallen Angels are an ancient race of blood. In the millennia of development, both the strength and the treasures in stock are far beyond his ability to compare.

The nine princes belonged to the genius of the fallen angel family, and it was understandable that they were given such treasures.

"Zhuo Bufan, today you are my stepping stone to become a true Profound Realm Sect genius!"

The Ninth Prince Li yelled, and the sound was like thunder. As soon as the voice fell, the two pairs of black wings moved behind his back, and the whole person turned into a black streamer, rushing towards Zhuo Bufan, and the black long sword in his hand was cut down and stroked. A black sword light appeared, as if it was about to cut through the entire space.

Cang!

Zhuo Bufan's eyes were like torches, and he raised the Ice Emperor Rain Sword in front of him, his eyes filled with fiery fighting spirit, "Oh, today, let's see who becomes who's stepping stone."

The two swords collided, Zhuo Bufan felt a huge force from the Ice Emperor Rain Sword to his body, and the violent dark aura poured into his body, and was instantly strangled by the power of the stars in his body.

The two figures burst out in the air, Zhuo Bufan's eyes were as deep as stars, bursting out with a strong fighting spirit, and the blood in his whole body seemed to'boiling' at this moment.

Since he came back from rebirth, there has been a crushing battle almost all the way. This kind of struggle between genius and genius has made Zhuo Bufan find the feeling of fighting in the realm of cultivation.

Those proud of heaven are born with talents and aptitudes that surpass ordinary people, or they are born into large families and large sects, and have a lot of precious resources to cultivate. Their starting point is far beyond the end of many people's life.

"Zhuo Bufan, accept your fate, you must die today!" The Ninth Prince looked harsh, staring at him fiercely like a sharp sword.

"I can die, but I will never be defeated by you!"

Zhuo Bufan gritted his steel teeth and swept across his body, the power of the stars in his body continued to gush out, resisting the power of the Nine Princes.

"Hehe, what I like most is to crush your hard bones...Look at how desperate you look."

The Ninth Prince snorted coldly, behind the two pairs of wings, countless black ‘feather arrows’ turned into streamers, shooing and shooting towards Zhuo Bufan.

Zhuo Bufan immediately shrouded his true vitality to resist the'Feather Arrow' that swept over him.

He will lose for a long time. Now Zhuo Bufan has completely fallen into a passive state, and the Nine Princes have not stopped, constantly using the sword of **** to attack, although there is no special martial arts, but after all, the sword of **** is a ninth-rank spiritual weapon. The existence of, the dark aura pervading it, every attack will consume a lot of true essence in Zhuo Bufan's body to resist.

In the face of a double attack, Zhuo Bufan needs to consume 1% of his true essence every second to resist the power of darkness in his body, and the remaining true essence has to counterattack. It only takes half a minute to recover the true essence Can't keep up with consumption.

"Zhuo Bufan, will you only be a poor mouse? You can only defend. I think you can't hold it anymore. Where's your hole cards? Take them all out." The Ninth Prince laughed wildly.

In this situation, Zhuo Bufan can only use the combat power amplitude to counter the Nine Princes, but as a last resort, Zhuo Bufan does not want to use the combat power amplitude.

One is because Zhuo Bufan doesn't want to expose this hole card. Second, Zhuo Bufan doesn't want to rely too much on this hole card. If every battle between life and death wants to have a retreat, he will never grow into a real strong.

"Well, since you want to see my hole cards, then I will fight you hard."

Zhuo Bufan let out a cold snort, his clothes exploded, and eight red vines with thick arms squirmed out frantically, turning into scarlet long whips, strangling towards the Ninth Prince with lingering energy.

"Just because of this, you want to stop me?"

The face of the nine princes was full of disdain, and the black wings on the back were connected to a school of swimming fish. The blood demon stubs were only innate, unable to resist these sharp feather arrows. They were instantly cut off, and a red liquid was flowing from the wound. .