He Fan stood quietly in mid-air, his expression slightly solemn.
At this moment, about ten minutes have passed since the two started fighting.
All of He Fan¡¯s moves were completely seen through by the opponent!
Even if the spiritual fire is attached to the sword, it is meaningless if it cannot kill the opponent!
And, although this person seemed to be only at the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm, in He Fan's perception, the opponent was at least as strong as himself!
The most important point is that since the fight, the opponent has never even made a move, only passive defense!
"Is this all you have?"
The man turned around, looked at He Fan, and asked softly.
Hearing this, He Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and just looked at the other party coldly.
The next moment, the man¡¯s clothes suddenly opened.
The clothes that were supposed to be strips of cloth turned into wisps of black breath the moment they were opened, spreading out in all directions!
At the same time, this man¡¯s cultivation level suddenly rose to the early stage of the Golden Core Realm at this moment!
"This is a battle, you have to concentrate!"
At this moment, a whisper suddenly came from behind He Fan.
He Fan trembled all over, and with a thought in his mind, two phantom swords shot out from a short distance and blocked him behind.
Ding!
There was a soft sound, and before He Fan turned around, he noticed that the other party's figure had disappeared.
Below!
He Fan's face darkened, and the sword in his hand suddenly stabbed downwards at this moment.
Below, the man is holding a shadow sword and stabbing upward.
The two sword tips faced each other, and a huge force came instantly.
He Fan, on the other hand, had a cold look on his face. As soon as he activated his spiritual power, the flames attached to the sword suddenly spread out, climbed onto the spiritual sword in the opponent's hand, and burned towards the opponent's arm.
However, this man gave a faint smile and flicked the sword in his hand. The flame was directly cut away by the sword energy, falling into the air and burning up!
At the same time, He Fan flicked his left hand, and several phantom swords instantly surrounded him.
Then, the phantom sword that the other party created quietly arrived at He Fan's side, and the phantom sword that was summoned could not be resisted!
Seeing that the blow failed, the man did not relax at all. Instead, he flicked the sword in his hand and hit He Fan's sword body.
It was a kind of ingenuity. The moment the power struck, the sword in He Fan's hand was instantly deflected to one side, and this man also stepped forward at this moment!
Tear it apart!
However, as soon as this person's figure moved closer, his face changed slightly, and he suddenly stepped away and pulled away.
At this moment, under He Fan's body, a golden dagger slowly emerged, and then He Fan pulled it back into his hand.
And this man's shirt was also cut open by He Fan, exposing his body.
"this¡¡"
He Fan¡¯s pupils shrank slightly, with a look of shock on his face.
I saw that this man's exposed body was as thin as firewood, like a mummy. At the same time, there were countless dense sword marks on his body!
"snort!"
The man snorted coldly, and the black aura condensed from his clothes suddenly gathered, wrapping his whole body in it, and disappeared.
He Fan¡¯s expression was slightly condensed. After the lesson he just learned, he would not take it lightly anymore.
Now, his consciousness is fully open and he has reached an almost extreme fighting state.
At this moment, his forehead suddenly and subconsciously shifted slightly by an inch.
At the same time, with a crisp sound, a wound was opened directly on He Fan's cheek.
So fast
He Fan's pupils shrank, his spiritual power suddenly shook, his entire body flashed in an instant, and he forcibly opened the distance between him and the other party.
At this moment, the sword in this man¡¯s hand no longer looked like a shadow sword, but turned into a long black sword.
That sword does not seem to be an entity, or there is some kind of power wrapped in the sword body. There is a trace of black energy slowly moving.
It's floating.
Just by looking at it, it feels extremely powerful.
Although there is nothing that one can do to the other party, the other party cannot do anything to oneself. Although the speed is faster than one's own, at least it cannot kill one's own life!
After confirming this, the phantom sword in He Fan's hand flickered slightly, and he retracted the separated sword body.
After that, He Fan directly put the Shadow Sword into the Demon Locking Tower.
"What, are you planning to give up?"
Seeing He Fan's action, the man laughed loudly and asked He Fan.
However, He Fan ignored it, and the next moment, he had already acquired the ancient sword.
The moment the long sword was in hand, the raging sword intent rushed toward He Fan.
"You said it yourself, use it three times, be honest with me!"
He Fan frowned slightly and instantly sent a stream of spiritual consciousness towards the sword soul.
The current battle is a battle in which the enemy must be faced with all his strength. This sword spirit cannot be willful anymore!
Fortunately, the sword spirit was obedient. After He Fan's spiritual consciousness was transmitted, the sword spirit stopped.
"Um?"
The man looked at the sword that He Fanxin took out and hummed in a low voice.
Immediately, without any further hesitation, he transformed into a jet-black stream of light and rushed straight towards He Fan.
He Fan held the spiritual sword in his hand, and his consciousness was locked on the opponent's body.
The moment the man arrived in front of He Fan, the dark aura exploded and his figure disappeared into it.
"There's nothing new about your moves."
He Fan smiled lightly, raised his magic sword, and blocked it on the right!
And this person¡¯s figure also appeared on the right side!
"Yeah?"
The man snorted coldly, slashed with the sword in his hand, and collided with the ancient sword.
At this moment, even through the veil, He Fan seemed to hear the other party's sneer.
At the same time, the dark aura on the sword in his hand also surged towards He Fan's ancient sword.
There was an extremely domineering power in that aura, as if it was trying to take away the control of this ancient sword from He Fan!
However, at this moment, his expression suddenly froze, and he exerted force on his wrist, as if he wanted to move the sword away.
But now, the two swords seem to be entangled together, and they cannot be separated by his power at all!
"It can be seen that your sword has some background, but it seems that it is still a bit inferior compared to mine."
He Fan smiled slightly and smiled lightly at this man.
"Here's the token for you!"
This man¡¯s tone was unusually urgent, and he shouted angrily.
As he spoke, he waved his hand and threw his invitation to He Fan.
At the same time, a powerful spatial fluctuation suddenly appeared, and it forcibly took him and the sword in his hand and disappeared in front of He Fan.
At this time, He Fan also felt the fluctuations coming from the sword soul from the ancient long sword, which seemed to be unfinished
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