At this moment, after pulling away the figure, the white smoke spread out from Jiuchao's body again.
He Fan narrowed his eyes slightly. He knew clearly that Jiuchao was beginning to use all his strength.
However, He Fan still did not draw out the sword. Instead, his whole body surged with spiritual power, quietly covering his whole body.
"Flash Step Stab."
Jiuchao murmured in a low voice, flashed left and right, and rushed towards He Fan quickly.
Dragon Roar!
A glimmer of light flashed across He Fan's eyes, and the power of divine consciousness surged out.
"Roar!"
With a roar, a shadow of a real dragon instantly appeared from behind He Fan.
The body of the real dragon is as real as a real one, with a full sense of oppression.
And that roar was made from He Fan's consciousness mixed with spiritual power, which had the effect of shaking people's hearts and minds.
As expected, under the dragon's roar, Jiuchao unconsciously stopped and looked ahead with a slightly absentminded look.
Seeing this, He Fan smiled lightly, jumped back suddenly, and actually fell into the shadow of the dragon behind him.
At this moment, the dragon shadow that was still slightly illusory seemed to come to life, swinging its body and hitting the absent-minded Jiuchao.
After all, Jiuchao also had the peak cultivation level of the Golden Core Realm. He reacted instantly and swung the sword in his hand. The dragon shadow that came over him instantly started from the dragon's head, and the part that touched the tip of the sword was split into two!
The slashed dragon shadows, one on the left and the other on the right, passed by both sides of Jiuchao's body.
Jiuchao was smiling and was about to speak when he suddenly raised his head and looked upward.
He Fan appeared above him at some point, holding a shadow sword and pointing it at him.
"Splitting Dragon Thorn!"
He Fan murmured, his consciousness instantly activated.
Boom!
The separated dragon shadow instantly disappeared
The illusion turned into wild spiritual power, which suddenly exploded around Jiuchao.
The sudden bombardment, coupled with the fact that He Fan's attention was attracted, caused a sudden burst of spiritual power, leaving Jiuchao with no time to defend himself!
He Fan's spiritual power had already been sublimated, so the power of the explosion was extremely powerful.
At the moment when the explosion started, He Fan suddenly rushed into the chaotic flow of spiritual power.
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With a soft sound, in the turbulent flow of spiritual power, countless sword lights began to flicker, turning into laser-like sword marks that appeared in the turbulent flow of spiritual power.
"This move, under the Nascent Soul, I'm afraid no one can resist it."
In the distance, Gong Yusheng, who saw this scene, also said softly with a hint of admiration.
Bai Lian and Di Yunyan on the side frowned, silently calculating whether they could withstand He Fan's continuous offensive.
Bailian admits that his means are insufficient and he will never be able to survive this series of attacks.
As for Di Yunyan on the side, she was also a little hesitant. She didn't know the intensity of the sword light.
But what can be confirmed is that if the turbulence of sword energy and spiritual power is strong enough, even with her physical strength, she will not be able to withstand it!
The turbulent flow of spiritual power quickly dissipated as the explosive spiritual power decreased.
Thousands of sword lights also slowly dispersed at this moment.
It was only then that everyone saw clearly what was going on in the field.
The originally extremely solid site was blown into a deep pit by the spiritual explosion.
In the deep pit, He Fan held the sword in one hand and kept thrusting forward.
Jiuchao's face turned pale, and he held the hilt of the sword with both hands and placed it across his throat, barely able to block He Fan's stabbing sword with the blade.
Above the tip.
He looked at He Fan in disbelief and murmured: "II lost."
He didn¡¯t understand why He Fan, who had relied on various means to barely defeat him, could defeat him in just one year with such an almost crushing strength.
He knew that it was just a competition now, so He Fan slowed down when he thrust out, so that Jiuchao had a chance to block with his sword.
If it were a matter of life and death and He Fan's speed did not slow down, he might be dead!
He Fan, on the other hand, made a nice curve at the corner of his mouth, chuckled and said, "I agree."
This competition was, first of all, for He Fan to understand the power of his self-created technique.
Secondly, it also confirmed the shortcomings of Jiuchao.
Jiuchao's strange skills seem to increase in strength and speed as the battle lengthens.Continuously strengthen.
But if you cut the mess with a quick sword and launch a killing move from the beginning, without giving Jiuchao time to superimpose, Jiuchao's strength will only be slightly stronger than the ordinary peak golden elixir.
Now, Jiuchao's clothes are in tatters. Being able to protect himself under the explosion of spiritual power is considered good for him, but he cannot take care of his clothes.
But he was not one of those people who cared too much about face. After admitting defeat at this moment, he put the sword back into its scabbard and continued to pick it up.
Immediately, he raised his head and nodded towards Gong Yusheng and the other three, then he flashed towards his cave.
Although this battle ended in his failure, if he goes back to understand this battle, he can get some improvement.
He Fan also put away the Shadow Sword, slowly raised his head and nodded and smiled at Gong Yusheng and the others.
Soon, the three of them came to the edge of the pit and met with He
Face to face.
"The sect master is mighty!"
As soon as he came over, Bai Lian smiled and complimented.
"You'd better stop flattering me."
Di Yunyan rolled her eyes at him and said helplessly.
"I'm afraid you have to leave now that your retreat is over. Come with me. I have something to say to you."
Gong Yusheng said calmly to He Fan.
Hearing this, He Fan responded respectfully and nodded.
He then followed Gong Yusheng towards a small courtyard not far away.
As for Di Yunyan and Bai Lian, they have arranged for people to repair the martial arts arena.
Soon, as soon as He Fan and He Fan were admitted to the hospital, Gong Yusheng raised his hand and threw two tokens at He Fan.
Looking at these two tokens, He Fan was slightly startled.
One of them is the token that comes with this island, and the other one, although He Fan has never seen it, is very similar in style to the token on this island.
Immediately, Gong Yusheng also told He Fan about the changes on the island in this year.
The formations on this island are so mysterious that even Gong Yusheng is extremely difficult to understand.
However, he used the activated token to create a batch of derivative tokens.
These tokens have no other use, they can only turn on and off the hidden formations on the island.
And every time the switch is turned on and off, it actually relies on the power of He Fan's token. What Gong Yusheng does is to connect all these tokens.
"Didn't you build this Hidden Island Gate? It only counts if you have a decent sect token."
Immediately, Gong Yusheng chuckled and said to He Fan.
Hearing these words, He Fan couldn't help but feel moved. Unexpectedly, Gong Yusheng saw his playful behavior and helped him make these sect tokens.
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