Chapter 1187 Fighting in Sanctuary Again

"Empty!"

The sky was shattered layer by layer, causing dark chains to meander in front of Jian Tong without stagnation, like poisonous snakes trying to devour him in the dark crack.

However, Jian Tong didn't care about this at all, the corners of his mouth drew an inexplicable arc, he snorted softly, and waved his hand.

Whoa!

A cold wind blew, freezing the heart, and those black cracks swaying rapidly in the body, stagnant for a while, but it slowed down immediately. But after a short while, he stopped moving, and zizily got a touch of frost.

His pupils couldn't help shrinking, and Gu Santong couldn't help but be shocked: "Fengtian Sword Dao?"

"Hehehe... Yes, I am the master's sword, master's swordsmanship, I am naturally well-versed. So third young master, don't be polite when you start!"

With a grin, Jian Tong stepped on his feet, and finally moved, and instantly rushed towards the ancient three links, and with one command, the flames raged into the sky, burning the sky and boiling the sea. Those spaces that were just shattered, under the burning of the sky, finally began to twist and merge, and those black gaps gradually filled up. The ten thousand scorpions between the two of them once again built bridges, and the sword boy broke through very easily, and stabbed the ancient three-way door with one finger, but it crackled and exploded continuously.

His face couldn't stop twitching, Gu Santong's heart shuddered, and while retreating quickly, he punched to resist, but the depths of his eyes were full of solemnity: "Fentian swordsman, splitting swordsman...why is my father's five You can use all kinds of swordsmanship to the extreme? Even your own son is not possible, right? Who are you?"

"I have already said that I am the master sword!"

bump!

With a loud bang, Gu Santong finally exerted all his skills, and the crimson fist shot straight into the sky, hitting the thundering purple sword light fiercely, making a deafening sound. The powerful shock wave caused the surrounding forty or fifty mountain peaks to shatter and turn into powder. Even Gu Santong himself, under the aftermath of the shock, kept taking a few steps back.

However, the sword boy, who was strong against the power of the aftermath, laughed loudly, instead of retreating, he rushed forward, pointing at Gu Santong: "I am the body of the sword, not flesh and blood, and there is no evil of internal organs. , Don't be afraid of the power of the shock. This point, even the body of your holy beast, I am afraid it is beyond the reach of you, Qingtianjian, Longteng!"

Roar!

A shocking dragon roar sounded, and Jian Tong took advantage of the situation to pursue, and with a finger of the incomparable sword gang, smashed in front of Gu Santong again. But at this moment, Gu Santong had just stood firm, and it was too late to prepare.

But there was no time. In a hurry, he had to push forward again and punch out.

bump!

There was another loud noise, and Gu Santong's hurried punch was obviously less than 100% powerful, even 70% difficult to reach. Not surprisingly, he was knocked back by the sword boy.

However, at this time, Jian Tong smiled slightly and stopped chasing: "Generally, when cultivators fight against each other, they must properly relieve the force of the shock, otherwise it will hurt the heart, and it is impossible to make continuous moves. But I am different, I have no scruples in this regard. Therefore, if I keep chasing and killing you, after ten moves, you will definitely have no chance of fighting again. Now that the outcome has been decided, we no longer need to fight, hehehe..."

"Fearful Swordsman!"

The pupils trembled violently, and the crowd in the audience could not help but take a breath, and then looked at Zhuo Fan in unison: "Butler Zhuo, this divine sword transformed into a human form is too scary, there is nothing at all. There are flaws to be found. A physique stronger than that of a holy beast is simply unacceptable!"

Taking a deep look at the battlefield, Zhuo Fan also nodded slightly and murmured: "Yeah, I didn't expect the little three son to be suppressed by the sword boy so soon, no wonder he was transformed into a human form, thank me Grant him the body of a vajra. Indeed, this divine sword is too heaven-defying, and I really don’t know how to restrain this kid.”

Squinting his eyes slightly, Zhuo Fan thought to himself, he can do everything except my divine eyes, then...

The rest of the people also gradually sank their faces and began to become dignified. Jiantong's strength is too terrifying, it may not be a good thing, what if he goes against it?

Although he admits that it is Zhuo Fan's sword, but the sword is a weapon, everything is done according to the master's will, without his own ideas, but now, this kid is obviously...

"Butler Zhuo, he looks like you are the same as you!" Staring at him closely, Leng Wuchang turned his head to Zhuo Fan, and seemed to point: "It's just... he seems like you When you were young, young people, you were sure of being unruly..."

With a move in his heart, Zhuo Fan nodded slightly: "Yes, he is very similar to me, but I was restrained when I was young, so I was unrestrained and not arrogant. He is unrestrained now, and if it goes on like this, although it is the second me, but There may be two paths, and someone needs to take care of it!"

"Butler Zhuo is wise!" Nodding slightly, Leng Wuchang nodded and smiled. Zhuo Fan looked at the battlefield, getting colder and colder.

On the other hand, one after another, Gu Santong was full of resentment. He was obviously unconvinced. He roared, his whole body glowed with red light, and a phantom of a unicorn with a length of 100 meters appeared in front of everyone immediately. The whole world was shaking constantly.

Even the hearts of those spirit king masters couldn't stop tightening, and their faces were horrified.

"Oh, these three young masters are going to do their best. It's earth-shattering. I wonder if the sword boy can stop it. I should take this jar of wine to the third young master!"

When Jiujianxian saw such a scene, he was also amazed, and he couldn't help but change the bet again, and some others followed him to change the camp.

Only Liu Mubai and a few others were staring at the front, but they didn't care.

Move: "Jiu Jianxian, I'm afraid you will regret it, look at that sword boy's eyes!"

Can't help but be stunned, Jiujianxian looked into the distance, but immediately saw the surging momentum facing Gu Santong with full firepower, but Jiantong's eyes were full of disdain and contempt, as if he didn't care at all. The other party saw a single point in his eyes.

"Third young master, since you don't know how to praise you like this, you have no choice but to be sorry."

A sneering light flashed in his eyes, Jian Tong slowly raised his fingers, and the terrifying black energy was coiled on it: "You have used all your strength, then you also look at my sixth kendo, the sword of the world. The power of it, hum!"

The pupils trembled fiercely twice, when did the always arrogant Gu Santong endure such a naked provocation from others? With a roar, the aura of his whole body suddenly rose, his body shook, his fists were like meteors, and he pushed forward quickly: "Stinky boy, then try this little master's move, the sky is shattering, the power of the unicorn rush!"

Roar!

The roar that resounded through the sky shook the eardrums of everyone present, almost deaf, and the unicorn phantom roared and rushed towards Jian Tong fiercely, the anger in his eyes seemed to burn a hole in the entire sky.

"Good come!"

With an evil laugh, Jian Tong was not afraid at all, and the black sword gang that had been prepared in his hand suddenly slashed forward.

call!

Quiet, very quiet, not a single bang. All people saw was an extremely slender black blade, which flickered from the air, as if a breeze was blowing, and it floated past, as if it had no power at all.

However, wherever the blade passed, without exception, everything disappeared, not even a speck of dust fell, as if it had never appeared in this world.

This sword, although there is no imposing manner, and there is no terrifying aura flowing out, but everyone present, there is a heart-pounding trembling from the bottom of their hearts.

The momentum of destroying the sky and destroying the earth is not the most terrifying. This scene of silently erasing people is the most frightening place.

After staying for two seconds, Zhuo Fancai finally reacted, understood the gap between the two sides, and hurriedly shouted: "Jiantong, stop, stop!"

But it was too late. The black blade had already collided with the unicorn phantom of the little three, but there was no strong aura, but the black shadow flashed past, and from the phantom lightly With a stroke, the huge unicorn's body froze for a while, and then with a swoosh, it completely disappeared, as if it had been wiped from the heavens and the earth by this sword.

puff!

A mouthful of Yin Hong couldn't help but spit it out, the third son was traumatized physically and mentally, and his face turned pale immediately. However, the black blade still flew towards the ancient three links, exuding the breath of death, and wiped out everything in contact along the way, as if the energy was never exhausted.

Seeing this scene, the third son was not shocked, and the rest of the people were also shocked.

This time... it's really going to be fatal!

"Jiantong, stop me, do you hear me!" Zhuo Fan shouted again, his eyes were full of anger.

Eyelids trembled slightly, Jian Tong stared at the panicked face in front of him, the corners of his mouth twitched, but he didn't mean to stop.

hum!

Suddenly, at this moment, a wave of spatial fluctuations sounded, and the entire space began to shrink. And the center of the contraction is where the sword boy is.

Unknowingly startled, Jian Tong suddenly turned his head to look at Zhuo Fan, but saw Zhuo Fan's indifferent face, and in his right pupil, seven golden halos were shining brightly.

"Master, don't..."

"The seventh level of Kongming Divine Eye, Kongyin!" With a low voice, Zhuo Fan murmured.

Swish!

The space shrank suddenly, and Jian Tong's body suddenly shook, and his eyes instantly became dull, and he fell down. Then Cang clattered, and when he fell to the ground, it turned into that pitch-black long sword, emitting a deep light.

It's just that at this moment, this sword has no spirituality at all!

Whoa!

At the same time, the black blade that shot at the ancient three-way also disappeared suddenly. Looking at the emptiness that passed along the way, Gu Santong breathed a long breath and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, feeling as if he had just saved a life for nothing.

This sword is really too terrifying, it's not under the world-destroying thunder flame of my father...