He didn't expect that his furious boxing skills did not defeat the opponent, but were all blocked by the opponent with impeccable sword techniques, and even shocked his arms numb.

In the next moment, the exclamations around the ring turned into endless cheers again.

The battle began only for dozens of breaths, but in this short period of time, countless nervous Terran warriors seemed to be on a roller coaster, their moods continued to rise and fall rapidly, and their hearts were about to stop beating nervously.

Regardless of whether they knew each other before or not, the figure and face of this young man were firmly engraved in everyone's hearts at this moment.

This kind of inseparable fit between compatriots of the same race whose blood is thicker than water cannot be separated.

"Come on!"

"Crazy Knife!"

Countless warriors roared regardless of their image.

Enthusiasm is burning.

After Zhang Fan gave everyone a bright hope twice in a row, the feelings of the Terran warriors were completely mobilized and began to shout and cheer for Zhang Fan frantically.

The scene began to go crazy.

......

"This ......" Ah Jin became excited, "There is really hope, haha, there is really hope to win!"

Many warriors around him also raised their arms and chanted.

After the initial shock, the black-clothed tall and thin disciple of the Purple Spirit Sect slowly calmed down and said, "Don't be too happy, the Black Mountain Demon Emperor hasn't used his demonic power yet, and he hasn't burst out of his true power yet......"

"What do you mean, don't you want the Terrans to win?" said Ah Jin with some anger.

The black-clothed tall and thin disciple snorted coldly, "Of course I hope to win, but don't have too much hope for the people who ask the Sword Sect. ”

Ah Jin wanted to say something more, Ding Hao shook his head slightly, stopped him, and continued to watch the battle in the ring.

......

"Very good, your strength has piqued my interest. The Black Mountain Demon Emperor shook his hands in the void, and two huge black scimitars appeared in his hands, the blade was curved like the moon, and there were demon patterns flashing on it, which was a terrifying weapon.

"This pair of scimitars is the double horns that I shed, please temper them with the [Demon God Palace] casting master, named [Demon Star], since my Demon Emperor cultivated to the Great Completion, they have rarely been used, you are very lucky and unlucky, you will see their power, die under the [Demon Star], you are proud." ”

The Black Mountain Demon Emperor had two knives in his hands, his momentum climbed, and the whole person was shrouded in black demon flames.

A heavy spiritual deterrent spread.

But Zhang Fan's face is always calm, like a rock that will not change, and the answer is always only two words-

"Long-winded. ”

The voice did not fall.

The figure of the Black Mountain Demon Emperor has disappeared in place.

Zhang Fan held the knife in both hands, [Knife Twenty-four, Knife Two] unfolded, and the dense knife light was like a wall of tide light, wrapping him in it, and almost at the same time, four figures of the Black Mountain Demon Emperor appeared in front and back, and the eight scimitars were like black lightning at dawn, slashing towards Zhang Fan from eight extremely strange angles.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

The sound of the impact of the blade, whether light or heavy, sharp or slow, came out frantically.

Both of them are great masters of sword skills, and their sword momentum has reached the realm of perfection, not blindly hitting hard.

The Black Mountain Demon Emperor is like a black torrent, and the entire ring is almost covered by black demon flames, from the beginning of a figure, one into four, four into eight, sixteen into thirty-two...... In the end, his figure was densely packed everywhere, and he couldn't tell which one was real and which one was fake, and they all wielded their double knives to kill.

And Zhang Fan stood in the center of the ring, motionless as a rock.

He didn't move half a step the whole time.

No matter how weird the Black Mountain Demon Emperor's knife is, how delicate his body is, and how many incarnations he has, Zhang Fan never dodges.

Even the speed of his knife is getting slower and slower, and he slashes out without hurry, even if he is a person with low strength, he can also capture the trajectory of his knife, as if it is full of countless flaws, but every time he can dissolve the black blade blade that slashes towards his body, the speed of the Black Mountain Demon Emperor's knife speed that is completely beyond the scope of the ordinary martial artist's sight is completely Zhang Fan's slow knife to resist.

It's a very strange picture, but it's happening.

In the seat of the top powerhouse of the demon clan in the distance, many people stood up in shock.

"This knife technique...... A little one asked the Sword Sect, how could such a peerless sword book genius appear?"

"I have touched the way of knife technique, great ingenuity is not work, great ingenuity is clumsy, if you can go further, it is the ultimate of knife technique. ”

Those absolute powerhouses of the demon clan who are above the top can't help but admire.

The Black Mountain Demon Emperor is a genius among the demon clan, especially in the sword technique, he has attainments that even many saint-level powerhouses are not as good as, but this human race boy, whether it is strength or sword skills, can actually compete with the Black Mountain Demon Emperor, especially this young man is still born in a human martial arts desert like Selangor, how can he not be shocked.

And the seating area of the high-level of the human race was also full of admiration.

"Another peerless genius!"

"Haha, head Li Lan, ask the Sword Sect to be a big xing, with such a talent, why don't you rise. ”

"Ding Hao and Zhang Fan, these two geniuses, if you get one of them, you can compete in the Northern Regions, Li Lan is in charge, you have two future supreme figures, it won't take long to ask the Sword Sect to be among the super-first-class sects of the human race in the Northern Regions. ”

"Master Wang, you are the first grandmaster of my Northern Regions Sword Technique, and the [Listening to Tao Xuan] [Listening to Tao Qi Sword Technique] is also one of the top sword classics of my Northern Regions Human Race, in your opinion, this is called Zhang Fan's Ask Sword Sect Boy, what kind of sword technique is he performing?"

"Unheard of, full of antiquity, Wang is ashamed, I have never seen this kind of knife technique that opens and closes, it looks simple, but its subtlety is definitely not under my [listen to the waves of the knife], it seems to ...... Well, it seems that it is the same path as the intermediary combat skill [Seven Xuan Slash] passed down by Ding Hao at the beginning. ”

"Huh, as soon as you say this, I suddenly feel that this is the case, could it be that this set of knife techniques was passed on to Zhang Fan by Ding Hao?"

"These junior geniuses can't use common sense to deal with the side, the back waves of the river push the front waves, and we are all old. ”

Seeing Zhang Fan's outstanding appearance, the major leaders of the human race also breathed a sigh of relief, even if Zhang Fan finally lost this battle of life and death, he would definitely win the dignity of the human race, as long as he could save the life of this young man, he would be a young supreme in the future, which was enough to play a role in influencing the overall situation of the two races.

In the group of ordinary warriors in the distance.

"Beautiful, great, I declare that Zhang Fan is now my second idol. Ah Jin yelled excitedly.

The arrogant Black Mountain Demon Emperor was resisted by Zhang Fan, and the human race had a victory, which was definitely an unexpected joy.

Ding Hao watched the game quietly.

After three years, Zhang Fan's strength has progressed, and he is even crazier than he imagined, that [Ten Emperors Body Honorable Gong] really has the mystery of heaven and earth, and it is incomparably compatible with Zhang Fan, so that this ordinary Orion boy has become an absolute master who can resist the peak Martial Emperor in six years, and Ding Hao is also happy for Zhang Fan.

It is said that Zhang Fan later wrote out the [Ten Emperor Body Venerable Skills] silently, handed it to Li Lan, and selected some disciples in the Sword Sect to cultivate, but the effect was very average, almost no one was able to persevere, and occasionally a few disciples who had completed the first small stage of cultivation were extremely limited in strength, and they could not be compared with Zhang Fan's progress at all.

Ding Hao guessed that there may be some incomprehensible coincidences in this.

This [Ten Emperors' Body Honorable Skills] is simply like it was created specifically for Zhang Fan.

This may be doomed in the dark.

From Ding Hao's eyes, he can't see clearly, where is the peak of Zhang Fan's combat power now, Ding Hao can't guess the mystery of the [Ten Emperors' Body Venerable Skill], but there is one point, if you practice the power of the Ten Emperors, it is definitely not the superposition of the strength of the ten emperor-level peak powerhouses.

This time, it was Zhang Fan who took the initiative to ask for battle.

Let's hope he can create his own miracle.

Ding Hao actually sweated in his palms.

More than ten meters away, the black-clothed thin tall disciple of the Purple Spirit Sect was dumbfounded, such a situation was completely beyond his expectations, how could he ask the Sword Sect that in addition to that Ding Hao, there was such a terrifying master, wouldn't the Purple Spirit Sect's revenge plan never be realized?

"Impossible, he can't win, he must not win," the tall and thin disciple in black shook his head and muttered to himself: "He can't hold on for long, he must have used something to overdraw his life with some kind of radicalizing potential......

The people around him glared at him.

......

In the ring.

Ding Ding Ding Ding!

The sound of dense long knives striking kept coming out.

Suddenly—

"Poof!"

Blood flowed.

The figure of the Black Mountain Demon Emperor in the sky instantly naturalized into one and retreated.

Blood spurted out from Zhang Fan's shoulder, and the huge Baisheng battle knife in his hand broke into two, and the body of the half knife was covered with large and small white cracks, which would shatter at any time.

Zhang Fan frowned and looked at the long knife in his hand, but did not speak.

On the other side, the Black Mountain Demon Emperor showed a hideous smile on his face: "Your knife can't do it." ”

The [Demon Star] double knives in his hand only have some faint white marks, these two scimitars were cast out of a part of his own body, and they were injected with a saint-level aura by the caster demon master in the [Demon God Palace], and the tenacity was comparable to that of a divine soldier, especially in line with himself, and when he used his sword technique, it was as flexible as his own arm.

And the Baisheng battle knife in Zhang Fan's hand is made of the high-grade brute iron of Baiman Mountain, although it is also extremely extraordinary, and last night, it was blessed by Ding Hao's inscription, but after all, both congenital and acquired are insufficient, and in the face of the [Demon Star], it was finally broken and broken.