Chapter 167: Sword splits the sky!

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Flying, the oldest dream of mankind!

As early as thousands of years ago, the ancients had longed for whether one day they could fly in the sky like a bird in the blue sky and overlook the entire world!

For many ordinary people, they may be able to have monstrous power, billions of wealth, or in charge of thousands of troops, but the dream of flying is still like a moon in the water and a flower in a mirror, which is beyond sight.

However, for warriors, flying in the sky is not impossible!

Step on the void and stand in the air!

It is the sign of a master!

Once a martial artist in the secular world has cultivated to the realm of a master, it is equivalent to reborn, and the internal energy in the dantian has undergone a qualitative change.

With the movement of your mind, you can put yourself in the sky and walk in the air!

At this moment, everyone in the hall was shocked to see Real Chongxu performing such supernatural skills.

Even Ye Fan, as if facing a big enemy, did not dare to be negligent.

Strictly speaking, the real Chongxu in front of him can be regarded as the strongest enemy he has ever encountered!

Even though he was in the Wang's mansion, the evil cultivator "Master Wu" on Hong Kong Island used taboo techniques to summon a ghost king whose physical strength is comparable to that of the master.

But after all, the ghost king is evil, not as sane as ordinary people, and the nine-day thunder that was eventually attracted by the thunder robbery sword was smashed into ashes and turned into blue smoke!

But the real person Chongxu is a real master and powerful, with many secrets, extremely powerful!

...

"Huh!"

Suddenly, the real person Chongxu yelled and opened his mouth slightly, like a whale swallowing the sea, all the vitality of the world within a hundred meters of him was inhaled into his body.

Immediately afterwards, he took a step forward again, his figure was one meter taller out of thin air, as if he were climbing a ladder.

"Chang!"

At this time, he suddenly pulled the three-foot green front around his waist out of the scabbard, and the loud sound of the sword screamed in the arena, like a nightingale singing.

Looking into the distance, the long sword body is straight, dust-free, simple and elegant, and there are faint water waves flowing on the blade, and the sharp and sharp meaning of the blade comes out.

As soon as this sword was released, the surrounding temperature instantly dropped by more than ten degrees, and many people shuddered subconsciously, exclaiming:

"Qiu Shuijian! It seems that Real Person Chongxu is really moving!"

"Hey... Ye Beichen was promoted to the realm of Grand Master at a young age. After a few years, he is very likely to be the top of Chinese martial arts! It is a pity that he acted too domineering and offended the Taiyi Sect! Today, I am afraid that such a Tianjiao There are many evils and good luck, I have to drink hate under the sword of Qiushui!"

"Stick!"

"Stick!"

"Stick!"

The real person Chongxu was in midair, stepping up eight steps in a row, one step more powerful than one step, and one step stronger than one step. There were sound explosions in the air, which made the eardrum vibrate.

An unspeakable horrible pressure filled the surroundings, making people unable to move, and there was a shudder from the depths of the soul.

The warriors in the arena seem to be transformed into lone boats in the storm, and they are in danger of being swallowed by the storm at any time.

At this moment, True Person Chongxu was walking in the air, standing ten meters above everyone's head, and could only look up.

And the aura on his body is getting more and more vigorous, as if it is about to reach its peak.

Suddenly, he took another step without directly stepping down, and his movements were very slow, as if this step was also under great pressure for him.

A group of people waited for a faint feeling that if this step were taken, something extraordinary would happen.

"Stick!"

Finally, under the eyes of everyone, Chongxu Zhenren took the ninth step.

The majesty of a step is as powerful as the reincarnation of an overlord, unstoppable!

Take nine steps!

The surrounding space was shocked, as if everything in the world had lost its color.

At this time, the aura of True Person Chongxu also changed drastically, solemn and condensed, Yuan Zhaoyue Zhi, like a god, revealing a mysterious aura, with unspeakable power circulating.

Immediately afterwards, he waved the Qiushui Sword in his hand, like the axe that Pangu opened up the world, and slashed towards Ye Fan from high above.

"Sword-split-long-empty!"

His voice resounded throughout the world.

Then the Qiu Shui sword burst out with dazzling brilliance, like a white rainbow piercing the sun, piercing Ye Fan's door.

As soon as this sword came out, at that moment, the stars surged, the mountains and rivers roared, the wind and clouds changed color, and the sky broke.

"Zheng!"

Amidst the sound of the sword ming, there seemed to be a tiger roar and a dragon chant, and a mighty force agitated.

The warriors in the field could hardly resist the huge force, their bodies were scraped away, and they stuck to the wall firmly, unable to move a finger.

"Stab!" "Stab!" "Stab!"

The harsh sound resounded throughout.

An indescribable brilliance, like the Milky Way falling from nine days, shot out from the Qiu Shui Sword, and the surrounding space seemed to be distorted.

In mid-air, a death tunnel appeared, with a force of destruction, pointing directly at Ye Fan's eyebrows!

The entire auction venue shook because of this sword, as if a major earthquake had occurred, and the ground quickly cracked.

The majesty of the master, terrible!

Even though there was a certain distance away, everyone in the field looked at the doomsday-like scene, and only felt that their heart was severely held by an invisible big hand.

Even the aftermath that leaked out seemed to tear their souls apart.

There is no word that can describe the sharpness of this "sword splits the sky"!

There is no doubt that this is the killer of Real Person Chongxu, even many Taiyimen disciples have never seen it.

It was such a killer move as soon as he shot it, clearly not giving Ye Fan any chance to survive!

Under this sword, it seemed that even the world would be shattered.

...

The warriors on the side were shocked by stormy waves in their hearts:

"It's terrifying! So... Is this the strength of the master?!"

"Here is still a mortal, just like the fairy in the legend!"

Xiang Haoxuan, the "Little Sword Saint" who had been embedded in the wall before, has now regained his consciousness. Upon seeing this scene, his face was beaten into a pig's head, full of revenge, and laughed wildly:

"Hahaha... brat, see how arrogant you are! Under this supreme sword of Master, you have no chance of survival!"

In the field, almost everyone thought that Ye Fan had to die and die under this sword.

At this moment, Ye Fan's heart moved, and the sword-shaped pendant hung around his neck in an instant. It flew out, swelled against the wind, and turned into a three-foot long sword.

The momentum of his body changed, dominating the world, arrogantly arrogant, and in his eyes, there seemed to be lingering and twisted thunder brewing, which made people dare not look directly at him, but gave birth to a feeling of worship.

And above the Thunder Tribulation Sword, a faint light burst out, and there were faint electric sparks beating and flickering.

Although the formation in the Thunder Tribulation Sword was in a "dormant" state, it was temporarily difficult to use.

However, the Thunder Tribulation Sword built from the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword and the Thunder Tribulation Divine Tree was originally the world's first-class divine weapon.

At this moment, facing the master Chongxu's trick, Ye Fan didn't dare to neglect it at all.

He quickly urged the inner strength in his dantian and poured the power of the four spirits into the thunder sword at the same time.

"boom!"

The next moment, Lei Jiejian's radiant masterpiece, as if recreating a red sun out of thin air, made people blind for a while, and its power even overwhelmed Qiushuijian.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan squeezed the sword tactics, singing loudly:

"In the eight hundred autumn years since the Dao, now the flying sword takes the head! Cut!"

As soon as the voice fell, Lei Jiejian seemed to have received some order, and turned into a purple electric mad dragon, carrying the power of slashing the sky and destroying the earth, rising up into the sky like a waterfall hanging upside down, and heading towards the real person who is holding the Qiushui sword. .

Flying sword!

Seeing these immortal family methods, Real Person Chongxu's complexion changed drastically, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he didn't dare to neglect at all, he hurriedly waved the Qiushui Sword and slashed towards the flying Thunder Tribulation Sword.

"Chang!"

The two sharp blades collided in mid-air, sparking everywhere.

However, on the extremely sharp Qiushui Sword, a gap was broken out, like a cuckoo weeping blood, with a high-pitched cry.

Real Chongxu retreated violently, and immediately moved more than ten meters away, avoiding the attack range of Thunder Tribulation Sword.

After landing, he retreated seven or eight steps in a row before he could barely stand firm, his face was extremely frustrated, his blood was rising, his throat rolled, and he tried his best to prevent vomiting blood on the spot.

On the other hand, Ye Fan was still standing with his hands in his hands, calm and composed, with a smile on his lips, as if everything was under control.

And that Lei Jiejian, after hovering in the air for a circle, floated in front of him, the point of the sword pointed directly at Reality Xu.

Which one wins and which loses, you can see at a glance!