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Chapter 827 Battle (Part 2)

Zhang Fan's expression condensed, and his spiritual energy shook, and he swept across all sides with himself as the center.

The scene of nearly dying and resurrection three years ago, the moment when the Taoist Ku sacrificed himself, he has never forgotten it for three years. Now, he is finally facing the attack of the combination of the innate Qi, the earth Yuanfei and the nine rings of hatred.

"The innate Qi of the Earth Yuanfei is indeed worthy of being an ancient treasure!"

Fengjiuling, who was watching the battle from afar, suddenly sighed, and a little sadness appeared in his eyes.

"Yes, terrible power. Even without the earth's seborrhea, the innate qi earth's original body is still a very powerful ancient treasure."

The real skeleton person next to him was shocked to the ground, feeling the changes in the earth, and said with a serious expression.

Not only the two of them, but all the spectators were exclaiming.

In an instant, I didn't know how much earth's Yuan power was absorbed, and even caused changes in the earth. The water level of Qibao Lake dropped sharply. This was the current shocking blow that was lightning-thunderous and amazing.

If there is no such treasure, let alone how much the power of the magical power of the Hate Nine-Serial Circle will decrease. It is certain that it is definitely impossible to use it in such a lightweight way.

Their thoughts and praises for the innate Qi and Earth Yuanfei did not enter Zhang Fan's heart at all. At this time, his heart was calm, with only one person in front of him and a magical power.

At this moment, he had been waiting for too long."

However, the thought in my heart, the Donghuang Bell floated up. It was blocked between the first ring of hatred and Zhang Fan, and a bell suddenly rang. The terrifying waves turned into substantial sound waves, wrapped in the spiritual energy throughout the sky, and surged out.

The first ring, broken!

Under the sound of the Donghuang bell, the first strike of the nine series of hatreds was like broken glass, scattered into the crystal clear sky.

This is the power of the new Donghuang Bell. If it weren't for the time being, at most, he could only withstand the first attack, and would never have broken it so easily.

Understanding this point is not only him, but also Yuan Tianxin on the other side.

But when he saw his face darkened, he shouted loudly, his palms turned up like a seal, which motivated the earth's Yuan power like a mountain. He covered it with two consecutive strokes.

The second ring, the third ring!

The horror of the nine series of magical powers of Hate is not his first blow, nor even his every blow. But in its continuous and powerful force that is better than one ring.

Faced with this terrifying blow that was several times higher than that of a direct mountain throw, Zhang Fan's robe was swept by the strong wind that was pressed down, his head was covered with black hair, and the ground under his feet was cracked. However, there was no strange look, but his expression was still, and he stretched out a palm to the Donghuang Bell.

"A little bit evil"

In an instant, the sound of the Donghuang bell was shaking. The strong wind that filled the world was howling down, and the sound waves surged up like stormy waves.

"Bang"

The sound of the explosion of energy shocked the world, the two rings were broken, and the sound waves scattered. They carried all the dispersed spiritual energy and rushed towards all directions.

Although it was an aftermath, it was not something that ordinary people could stop it. For a moment, the onlookers around flew backwards, not daring to snatch their sharp edges.

If you watch the game, it would be unfair if you are accidentally injured by the aftermath.

Those who remain in place are all the real people of the Nascent Soul. Only strong people of this level can ensure that they are not injured by the aftermath and can watch the gains and losses from close range.

The blow that hundreds of immortal cultivators around this attack was forced to scatter, whether in Yuan Tianxin or Zhang Fan's heart, was just an appetizer. It was just a test, the real highlight. It was just about to be on the stage.

"Happy!Happy!"

"Zhang Fan, Yuan wants to see how many rings you can block me!"

"Ha ha

Yuan Tianxin laughed loudly, and the earth's Yuanfei was shining brightly. Countless small yellow vortexes appeared at the naked eye, surrounding the Yuanfei.

Under this almost plundering absorption, all the people who still remain down-to-earth felt their feet soft. The feeling was like stepping on the snow and falling into the swamp.

“Sandering!”

Zhang Fan frowned slightly, and from the corner of his eyes, he could see that the ground under his feet was half dyed with yellow sand.

This place is originally a forest and spring place, with many grass and trees. It is piled up in the soil and is also inland Qinzhou. How can there be a desertification principle?

Needless to say, it was Yuan Tianxin who extracted the earth's power through the innate Qi Dadi Yuanfei that half-destroyed the land in several miles.

"fear!"

"This blow is hard to catch!"

Many people noticed this and understood the more important ones. Seeing that with the extraction of the earth's Yuanli, six consecutive yellow halos appeared in Yuan Tianxin's hands.

From Yuan Tianxin's voice to now six earth-yellow auras representing great power appear. In the blink of an eye, the third attack had arrived almost at the same time as the aura appeared.

“Boom wait

This time the power is far better than the previous three rings. Just from the huge momentum, the sound of breaking through the air is like rolling thunder, it is known that the power of the first three rings is added, and it is probably not as powerful as this strike.

Thinking of the fact that there was a more powerful Five Ring continuous attack, and even the power to breathe and fight back would not be left behind, everyone was stunned and truly knew how the Hate Jiulian had gained its reputation.

"How many rings can it block?"

In the strong wind, Zhang Fan suddenly chuckled and looked at the horror that the entire earth fell under the pressure of the sky and said indifferently.

This sound comes from the strong wind, and is not a sound transmission method of spiritual energy, but strangely, no matter how far or near, everyone can hear it clearly.

While the sound was heard, most people couldn't help frowning, and felt a tingling pain in their ears, as if countless tiny swords were stabbed.

“Scrape!”

The white air waves are centered on Zhang Fan's top door. For example, if a sharp blade slashes past, it directly divides the spiritual energy in the sky into two halves.

The sound of splitting silk tens of millions of times was just heard. A figure suddenly rushed out of Zhang Fan's body and rushed straight into the sky.

At first, everyone could still vaguely see that it was a tall figure, holding a long sword in his hand. When they were about to look closely, they felt aching in their eyes, like crazy sand swelling into their eyes.

"Sword Qi!"

The terrifying sword energy, with Zhang Fan's voice, was heard from the sword energy. Now it seems that you can take a look. You will feel dazzling, and it is also the sword energy.

In an instant, everything was hard to see. I could only see the sword energy everywhere in the sky, wrapping up the figure, like the sword's magical power domain, and heading towards the fourth ring of hatred that was thundering.

The middle-flowing hits the ball. The waves stop flying boats!

That kind of indomitable momentum, the endless sword energy that crosses the sky, the ancient sword cultivator only me but only sword, and the invincible power of the blocker reappears on earth!

"Cut!"

"Sword Cultivator!"

"The Clan of the Sword Cultivator at the Nascent Soul Level".

One sound after another exclaimed from all over the place. Several consecutive sounds, one more than the other, adding up front and back, but in a flash of fingers, the whole picture was obtained.

From this, we can see how quickly the sword cultivator's clone was from appearing to taking action. The lightning was not enough to describe the sharpness that was instantaneous.

"How could Donghua real person have a Nascent Soul-level clone?"

"Sword Cultivator's clone? Didn't the sword cultivator have cut off his inheritance in ancient times?"

Countless questions and huge impacts were shaking in the hearts of everyone, but they had no time to think about it. The object of their discussion was almost as soon as they appeared. They condensed their sword energy and directly broke into the nine series of magical powers of hatred.

"I said, I didn't plan to block it."

Zhang Fan's leisurely voice just came out. His own strength, the sword cultivator's clone's magical powers were integrated, and he exerted his strength and turned into a sword energy that was unparalleled.

With a loud bang, a yellow halo collapsed and dispersed.

The sword energy was endless, and the power of destruction was endless, and it rushed straight to Yuan Tianxin.

"What I want is to break!"

"boom!"

The fifth ring, broken!

Sword energy, go forward again!

"Hate Jiulian, such a great reputation. If you don't destroy you directly and destroy all your pride, how can you resolve the hatred in my heart?

What did Zhang Fan hate? His voice was heard. Before everyone could even have this idea in their hearts, the question saw the yellow halo in the sky dispersed like a sandstorm, smudged most of the sky, as if it were a scene of doomsday.

But it is, the sixth ring, annihilated!

"How could it be?"

The previous arrogant look and counseling attitude faded away like a tide, and what remained on Yuan Tianxin's face was full of horror.

Use your strength to defeat your strength, fight head-on, and use your strongest to destroy all your pride.

He understood what Zhang Fan meant, but he didn't have time to be angry or even afraid. He just felt that a little sharpness and a little chill was condensed in his eyebrows.

Going upstream, the sword cultivator at the Nascent Soul level. With one sword, the continuous breaking of several rings had already become close to him. The nine rings of hatred, which were known as continuous, could not even catch up with the speed of destruction.

"drink!"

Yuan Tianxin shouted suddenly at the strait of life and death. His face turned pale, as if the blood had faded, but he used all his strength and dared not keep it at all.

“Boom boom”

The seventh ring, the eighth ring, and the ninth ring!

The last three strikes of the Hate Nine series, representing the supreme power, burst out without reservation.

Yuan Tianxin has never used the magical power of the Hate Nine Rings in such a fast way. One is that the consumption is too great, and the other is that it cannot turn around. If the other party avoids it, it cannot adjust the direction and attack like when he attacked Zhang Fan back then.

However, now he didn't care about so much. As long as he hesitated for a moment, he would be pierced by a sword like the spiritual energy in the sky and the nine series of magical powers of hatred!

"Bang bang bang bang

The waves of air form, and the sword energy breaks through the sky too quickly. The wonders formed by the spiritual energy in the sky are penetrated, and the nine series of magical powers that are burst out from the series are the aftermath of the terrifying sword energy that seems to be about to penetrate today.

The scattered earth-yellow light first became crystals like earth-yellow, then transformed into substantial dust, and finally dispersed into endless earth elemental power, scattering in the air.

This spiritual power was completely substantive and even sublimated and powerful, which shocked everyone watching the battle. What scared them was the sword energy that was still moving forward.

No matter how high the nine heavens are, even if the nine earths are thick, no matter how many people are, they are powerful, and I will have to penetrate it with one sword.

God, power, the determination and omnipotence of sword cultivator to move forward, let everyone ask themselves, and the final answer is:
Chapter completed!
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