The explosion of sword energy only lasted less than a minute, and then dissipated in a burst of fire.
At this moment, Master Lianhuo's face seemed to be filled with real anger.
The dazzling fire surrounding it is now gradually solidifying and turning into a translucent appearance!
At the same time, the terrifying temperature even caused the air around it to begin to distort!
¡°Boy, you succeeded in irritating Benzhen!¡±
He had an angry look on his face and shouted loudly.
Just like the third elder of the Fire Flame Sect who was killed by He Fan at the bottom of the sea, it is too embarrassing for them, the Golden Elixir monks, to be delayed for so long by a monk who is not worthy of the Golden Elixir!
However, just when the sword energy fluctuations dissipated, He Fan's figure suddenly appeared in front of him!
He Fan suddenly stood up, holding the illusory spiritual sword in his left hand, and stabbed him between the eyebrows with the sword.
"change!"
Master Lianhuo looked gloomy and said coldly.
Boom!
The fire around him suddenly condensed, and the golden spirit sword that the sword pill turned into evaporated instantly at this temperature, dissipated directly, turned back into the sword pill, and landed in He Fan's palm!
He Fan's pupils shrank, and he put away the sword pill in an instant. At the same time, he turned around in mid-air and slashed straight down with the simple long sword in his right hand.
At this moment, there is only the last trace of spiritual power left in his body.
If this sword fails to defeat the opponent, He Fan will be burned to death by the high temperature released from the opponent's body without even using the opponent's hand!
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At this moment, the ancient sword stopped about one meter above the opponent's head.
The spiritual fire around Master Lianhuo almost condensed into substance at this moment, directly blocking the ancient sword completely!
And He Fan held the ancient long sword tightly, using the long sword as a fulcrum, stopped in mid-air, maintaining the posture of the falling sword.
At this distance, Master Lianhuo could even see the helplessness in He Fan's eyes.
"A mere monk with half a step to the golden elixir dares to attack the true self without knowing what is good or bad!"
He sneered and said.
At this moment, all the fire around him was concentrated on the ancient sword.
???????????????????????? For some reason, seeing the helplessness in He Fan¡¯s eyes, Master Lianhuo just felt extremely enjoying it.
What he has to do now is to melt He Fan's ancient sword and make him completely despair!
As the flames condensed, the blade of the ancient sword had completely turned red.
But at this moment, a strange look flashed in He Fan's eyes.
Normally, the blade of the sword was completely red from the heat. Holding the hilt of the sword, it should be very hot.
But now, holding the hilt of the sword, he felt a sense of coolness from it, as if the sword was resisting the high temperature!
It was at this time, under the high temperature, that the ancient sword was completely baked into a golden color.
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At this moment, one can clearly see cracks appearing on the ancient sword.
Looking at the crack, Master Lianhuo finally couldn't help it and let out a burst of wild laughter.
But He Fan's eyes widened with an incredible look.
He knew very well that when the spiritual sword melted, it would definitely not sound like this!
At this moment, the cracks on the ancient sword spread rapidly, covering the entire sword in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, Master Lianhuo¡¯s laughter stopped abruptly, and a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes.
Ding!
With a soft groan, the ancient sword in He Fan's hand suddenly shattered!
However, what shattered was not the entire sword, but just a shell!
Boom!
A terrifying spiritual pressure emerged from the sword at this moment. He Fan tightly grasped the ancient sword, and his whole body flew out directly, landing on the ground a hundred meters away.
At this moment, the light in Master Lianhuo's hand flashed, and a blue cattail leaf fan appeared.
In his hands.
He Fan barely managed to balance his body, and then looked towards the sword in his hand.
Gulu
Looking at the sword, He Fan swallowed subconsciously.
At this moment, the ancient long sword with its shell peeled off finally revealed its original appearance.
The hilt of the sword isIt was pure white, but the sword body was black!
This long black sword looks like it has a strong killing intent.
At the same time, it can be seen that there are still a few runes on the sword body, but the runes are burning rapidly under the remaining heat.
The ancient long swordhas always been sealed? !
He Fan's eyes widened, and he felt unbelievable for a while.
You must know that even in the sealed state, if you use it, it is a treasure-level spiritual sword.
At this time, Master Lianhuo in the distance suddenly slapped He Fan with a cattail leaf fan in his hand.
A strong wind blew up instantly.
At the same time, he opened his mouth, and a ball of dark golden spiritual fire spewed out.
The wind helped the fire, and the flames turned into a raging sea of ??fire, rushing towards He Fan!
This time, Master Lianhuo took action with all his strength. Under that pressure, He Fan couldn't even raise his head at this moment!
At this moment, the last rune on the sword was finally completely burned out.
Ding!
A sweet moan resounded in He Fan's ears at this moment.
Immediately afterwards, He Fan's clothes all moved automatically and began to swing wildly.
A raging sword intent is now revealed from the sword body. It feels as if it has been sealed for countless years and all the sword intent accumulated is rushing out at this moment.
In an instant, the feeling of oppression that He Fan felt dissipated, replaced by an unprecedented feeling.
It feels like the sword in your hand can split the sky!
Boom!
At this moment, the spiritual fire was already approaching and directly wrapped He Fan's body in it.
Seeing this scene, Master Lianhuo finally showed a smile on his face.
With the help of my dark gold spiritual fire and the thunder and lightning feather fan, even if my opponent has a golden elixir realm cultivation level and is wrapped in flames, he will not end well.
What¡¯s more, what about He Fan, a monk who is not in the Golden Core realm?
Thinking of this, he smiled lightly and walked in the direction of He Fan with brisk steps.
He just wants to take advantage of He Fan's storage bag and treasures before they are roasted, and take all of He Fan's magic weapons as his own.
However, as soon as he took the first step, his movements suddenly stopped.
At this moment, there was a look of disbelief and unwillingness in his eyes.
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With a soft sound, the fire suddenly dissipated, and the world seemed to be quiet. Only He Fan stood quietly on the spot with a sword in one hand.
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