"No~can~block~"

A sword shook the sky, and the wind and clouds changed color.

Seeing such a mighty position, he transposed himself and asked himself, only the word "unstoppable" remained.

To be able to come here, most of them are immortal cultivators with a certain degree of cultivation, and there are many Yuanying real people, but this blow head-on, but they don't even have the confidence to resist in person.

Obviously, before the sword, it was the famous top-level attack supernatural power-the Nine Rings of Hatred, but at this moment, it seemed that everything in the heavens and the earth had disappeared, and only the invincible earth-shattering sword qi of the blocker filled the entire field of vision.

The ancient sword cultivation has disappeared tens of thousands of years ago, broken the inheritance, and can only be found in the classics of the rampant world domineering, indomitable power, at this moment, in full view of everyone, reappeared!

The sword qi is over, and the heavens want to crack it.

The seventh ring, broken;

Eighth Ring, Crash!

In an instant, from the Eastern Emperor Bell to the end, the sword cultivation clone has soared into the sky, and now, it has broken through the five rings of supernatural powers, and the ten thousand zhang sword qi seems to have the appearance of the end of the tree, no longer turning into a huge sword qi that cuts through the heavens and the earth, but gradually condensed.

In the vertical and horizontal sword qi, a human figure was dimly visible, and he saw his hands stretched forward, holding a sword, and stabbing straight at the center of Yuan Tianxin's eyebrows.

From its human form, it became more and more terrifying.

Previously, it seemed that it was just a long sword that leaned on the sky to cut through the sky, but now I can really feel that the will of that kind of person controls the sword qi and breaks everything, which is the pride of the sky blocking my way and cutting it with a sword.

"Boom Boom Boom~"

Suddenly, the bright golden flame rose up slowly, as if the aura in the sky was also dyed by it, and the flame was brilliant, reflecting most of the sky.

From the body of the sword cultivator's clone, it spread to the long sword, and then merged with the hundreds of millions of fragmented sword qi scattered around the body, and suddenly one person and one sword, as if the golden divine sword burning with the golden flame of the sun all over the body, moving forward.

The howling of the wind, the sound of the sword qi breaking through the air, at this moment, all converged, and the feeling of the heaven and the earth suddenly calming down, made people's hearts jump out of their mouths.

Dominate the world and lock the Quartet!

Only the earth-shattering sword has the power to subdue everything, and it is the power of the combination of the Yuanying-level sword cultivation and Zhang Fan's own power.

At that time, the strong people from all walks of life who were watching changed color in unison, and Yuan Tianxin, who bore the brunt of the attack, was even more earthy.

He didn't even have time to react, the edge of the sword qi burning with golden flames was close to the center of his eyebrows, and he could even feel the fluff between his eyebrows, which was cut off by the extremely sharp sword qi, and there was even a stinging pain, which went deeper, as if it was passing through the skin, through the skull, not in the skull, and cutting into the soul.

A little red, silently penetrated, and grew larger rapidly, as if between Yuan Tianxin's eyebrows, a red mole was dotted.

It was just a little bit of a death on the spot.

Fast, too fast!

The ultimate sharpness and extreme speed are the summons of the depths of the Nine Shadows.

"Ahhh~~"

Screaming frantically, Yuan Tianxin's entire body was dyed with earth color in an instant, and disappeared without a trace in an instant, showing a bit of whiteness.

Then the earth roared, as if it wanted to turn over, and the sky roared as if it were roaring.

It was not until this moment of life and death that the ninth ring that came out in a row, and it was also the strongest power of the nine rings of hatred, that it burst out.

"Boom!"

The earthy yellow aperture, condensed like the will of the earth itself, was isolated between Yuan Tianxin and the sword cultivation clone, almost at the moment of appearance, it was like the hardest shield, blocking the sharpest long sword, at that moment,-for-tat.

At this moment, in the hearts of everyone who saw this scene, a strange feeling, an indescribable awkwardness.

The final blow of the nine consecutive rings of hatred, the terrifying attack that made the soul of the unknown infant powerhouse annihilated, actually gave people a feeling of passive defense, and this alone was like a joke.

But at this time, Yuan Tianxin didn't have a "smile" at all, and he didn't even have time to feel humiliated, he only felt that a big mountain was unloaded and he let out a long breath.

Near-miss alive!

The ninth ring is supernatural, as long as it takes one thousandth of a finger at night, he will be directly broken into his brain by the sword qi, and he will fall directly on the spot, which is really dangerous.

The cold sweat on Yuan Tianxin's body gushed out almost irrepressibly.

"Boom~"

There was a loud bang that pierced through the heavens and the earth, and two powerful attacks were annihilated.

It was as if the entire earth was erected, blocking in front of the golden sword qi, the Sun Divine Sword. In the roar, a circle of snow-white qi waves, earthy yellow storms, and small fragments of sword qi like swimming dragons converged into a hurricane of destruction, which lost control in an instant, and scattered in all directions centered on the place where the nine rings of hatred collided with the sword qi.

"Let's go!"

Frightened and frightened, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, I don't know who shouted out such a voice in the chaos, and in an instant, the onlookers who had been avoiding were like birds scattered and retreated in a hurry.

Under this terrifying wave of destruction, they did not have the slightest sense of security, and at that moment, they almost withdrew hundreds of zhang away, only then did they stop with palpitations.

Looking back, I saw dozens of spiritual lights rising into the sky, like a violent storm, the reef in the sea waves, and in a moment, it was submerged countless times, and it showed its head countless times, standing still.

These are the real people who are still in place, even they can no longer turn a blind eye as before, although they did not retreat, they still resisted one after another.

Just like a volcanic eruption, it is infinitely terrifying in an instant, and after it dissipates, it is lonely, giving people only the feeling of its exuberance and its demise.

This terrifying blow, the power of destroying the world, when the dust settled, collapsed without a trace.

At the center of all this, Yuan Tianxin and Zhang Fan stood opposite each other, confronting each other.

Between Yuan Tianxin's eyebrows, the blood beads poured out like a stream, turning into a blood line, flowing down from the center of the eyebrows, along the bridge of the nose, and sliding down the mouth and nose, like a blood mark, dividing the entire face into two halves.

Compared with his embarrassment, Zhang Fan seemed to be in a daze, but his expression was calm, and he tilted his ears slightly, as if he was listening to something.

Not far from him, there was a sword cultivation clone that had been shaken down from the sky.

Thinking of the terrifying horror of that sword, everyone's eyes were unconsciously fixed on it.

Around the sword cultivation clone, tiny whirlwinds took shape, and every time they turned, there was the sound of countless sharp blades breaking through the air, all of which were sword qi transformations, and the storm swept away, and from time to time there was a "bang", scattering into a howling wind.

If Ling Yun's momentum is not changed, the sharpness will be revealed, but anyone with a discerning eye knows that the sword cultivation clone is already at the end of the canopy, if not, there will be no such uncontrollable sword qi on the body.

Although the power is great, it lacks the solidity and sharpness that penetrated everything before.

As for the final blow of the Nine Chains of Hatred, it was almost a magical power sent by Yuan Tianxin's lifetime prestige, but it was gone, and it had already dissipated between heaven and earth with that roar, when the first breeze blew by.

"Nine links of hatred, broken?"

At this time, everyone reacted from their shock and understood what was happening, and for a while, it was difficult to describe all the expressions.

Yuan Tian's heart battle is rampant in the world, and the immortal cultivators below the middle stage of the Yuan Infant are the top attack supernatural powers that no one can survive under them, and they are broken like this?

Suddenly, everyone's eyes were focused on Zhang Fan's body, full of complicated colors.

Now, no matter who thinks that Zhang Fan, the real person of Donghua, has the absolute upper hand.

Yuan Tianxin, who hates the nine chains of hatred, although his prestige is far and wide, he relies on only such a supernatural power, but his specialization, condensing a body of cultivation, and the Yuanying Divine Domain...... Everything is in it, and it is so powerful.

Now that the Nine Rings of Hate Earth have been broken, what can Yuan Tianxin have left?

In the first battle three years ago, after the nine chains of hatred were broken, it is rumored that he was seriously injured by Donghua Zhenren on the spot, and that was when Donghua Zhenren himself was also injured.

Now Zhang Fan is just a clone and has no power to attack again, except for the fact that he has consumed a little spiritual power, he is safe and sound, so what other means can Yuan Tianxin have to keep his surname?

Everyone may not realize that when they look at Yuan Tianxin now, they are no longer thinking about how he can win, but how can he keep his surname?

This is the result of the subtle change of the situation, and there are those who are not angry with Yuan Tianxin, or who have enmity with him, looking at him at this time, like looking at a dead person, full of happiness.

There were no less than a thousand people present, and there were only a few who didn't think about it.

Skeleton real people, nine heavenly real people, Tian Centipede real people...... Of course, there is also Zhang Fan himself!

No matter what the people watching the battle thought, Zhang Fan just waved his sleeves, put the sword cultivation clone into his sleeve, stared at the sky, and said leisurely: "This is the progress you are talking about, right?"

"After three years of enlightenment, Zhang wants to see one or two. ”

As he spoke, at some point in his hand, a quaint bronze lamp that was not striking appeared in his palm.

In the copper lamp, the wick flame is extremely stable, and the howling wind in the sky cannot make it sway even the slightest.

Many people were at a loss, not knowing what they meant, Yuan Tianxin didn't care about the blood on his face, and laughed out loud: "Hahahaha~ Donghua Zhenren, good eyesight, you are really my opponent!"

"When he cultivated the nine rings of hatred, Yuan felt something; he had a congenital breath and a glimpse of the way; three years ago, he was in the first war, and he realized that there was such a change!"

"Speaking of which, Yuan still has to thank you!"

"East ~ Hua ~ True ~ People ~"

Thanking him in his mouth, but between the words, there was a gritted tooth, obviously he Yuan Tianxin was not without fire in his heart when he was in danger of dying.

Zhang Fan smiled at this, and didn't put it in his eyes, but just caressed the copper lamp in his hand as if he was extremely focused.

"Nine is the pole of the yang, but it is not the pole of numbers!"

"Above the Nine Rings, is there another Great Perfection?"

Yuan Tianxin's voice was erratic, as if it came from outside the clouds, echoing leisurely:

"Take my final blow, the tenth ring of hatred!"

The sound of shouting, like thunder on dry land, the earthy yellow light in the sky gathered, as if the power of the previous nine blows was gathered again, condensed in the sky, and faintly formed.

Not only that, but as soon as Yuan Tianxin's words fell, the innate aura earth primordial fetus suspended in the air suddenly flourished, as if the primordial fetus was about to wake up from its sleep and let out a hungry cry.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a loud roar, and the earth fell, not an attack, let alone a supernatural power, but within a radius of dozens of miles, in an instant, all of them turned into a lake of quicksand.

The congenital aura of the earth primordial fetus, Yuan Tianxin's hatred of the tenth ring, in an instant, absorbed the ground power within a radius of dozens of miles, making the fertile soil and turning into quicksand.

The grass and trees in the area, the fall of the fall, the lodging of the fall, there is no one who stands out, all the verdant is buried.

The water of Qibao Lake dried up in an instant, as if the earth was suddenly hollow and swallowed everything.

In the past, this lake was formed because of the nine links of hatred, and now it is said that it has also disappeared because of the nine links of hatred, which can be regarded as a cycle of cause and effect, of course!

"Very strong!"

"This is the method used by Madman Yuan to press the bottom of the box, right?"

The skeleton real man closed his eyes slightly, feeling the changes between heaven and earth, and sighed.

Like Feng Jiuling, Zhang Fan and others, he had already seen the changes that nine out of nine immortal cultivators in the field had not been able to see, and the changes in the vitality of heaven and earth were not surprised, but they were slightly gloomy.

Jiutian Zhenren Feng Jiuling knew what he was sighing about, a generation of newcomers replaced the old, and now he saw the competition between Yuan Tianxin and Zhang Fan with his own eyes, even if it was a skeleton real person, he had a sense of twilight.

The ninth ring of the nine chains of hatred is like having the power that he can exert with the Shura flag, although for Yuan Tianxin, it is just a blow, but after all, he is only a mid-Yuan Infant cultivator, and he can be compared with the skeleton real person, an old powerhouse who has been in the late Yuan Infant period for many years, so how can he not sigh.

Unlike him, Feng Jiuling's eyes looked at Zhang Fan, but he was full of relief, and in the midst of relief, there was also hidden worry.

Isn't the Donghua Zhenren of their Fa Xiangzong worse than the nine consecutive links he hates? I just don't know if they can take this even more terrifying blow.

Feng Jiuling only knew that if he fought against Yuan Tianxin, there would be no problem in winning, but in the face of this extremely explosive attack supernatural power, he could only temporarily retreat, dodge the edge, and then make a move.

Zhang Fan is different, he clearly wants to break it head-on!

"Can it be done?"

Zhang Fan didn't know what others were thinking, and he wasn't interested in knowing, and all his attention was focused on a huge crater mountain range that exuded endless power in the air.

The sublimation of the nine chains of divine powers, the breakthrough after the limit, turned into this crater, and crashed down.

At that time, Zhang Fan only felt that the power of the earth was like an invisible palm, binding a space of hundreds of zhang in a radius, escaping, unable to escape, avoiding, unable to avoid.

Oppression, the purest power of the earth, turns into a cage and forces people to fight a decisive battle.

He didn't want to escape.

"Yuan Tianxin!"

Zhang Fan's hand froze, half-holding and half-holding the lights of ten thousand homes.

"In the past three years, you are not the only one who has gained!"

As soon as the words fell, the heaven and the earth suddenly darkened, and there was only the eastern sky, and a golden flame was shining.

Zhang Fan traveled all over the world, realized as soon as he realized it, and at this moment, he turned into a shocking blow to meet the final blow of this incarnation of the earth.

If you win, you will hate the nine consecutive chains, and die!

(To be continued)