What Wang Fan was brewing was the seventh form of the Divine Sword.
Facing an existence like Ning Zhao, he did not intend to delay, but planned to defeat the opponent directly with overwhelming power.
And if he wants to defeat the opponent with overwhelming force, he must use the seventh form of the Divine Sword.
If Ning Zhao was not injured, perhaps this single seventh form of the divine sword would not be able to defeat the opponent.
However, now that Ning Zhao has been injured and is no longer at his peak, that is enough.
As the seventh form of Divine Sword began to brew, a terrifying storm blew in the air.
A destructive aura swept over, carrying the overwhelming sword intent.
Ning Zhao naturally felt the destructive power of the sword.
He laughed ferociously, and his figure suddenly accelerated, charging towards Wang Fan.
He is also a person who has experienced hundreds of battles, so naturally he will not give Wang Fan time to prepare his ultimate move.
He must defeat Wang Fan with overwhelming force before the seventh form of Wang Fan's Divine Sword can be condensed and formed.
Under his impact, the light of the avenue suddenly became violent, blasting towards the flame dragons and the light of thunder.
In a burst of roar, those flame dragons and the light of thunder were instantly wiped out, unable to have any impact on him at all.
Wang Fan looked at this scene, his expression remained unchanged, and his figure suddenly began to retreat.
At the same time, the flame dragon and the light of thunder also attacked more rapidly.
In everyone's eyes, the entire battlefield seemed to be filled with thunder and destruction.
However, for Ning Zhao, it was completely useless.
Everything Ning Zhao passed by was destroyed, and there was no way to stop him.
However, even so, it still slowed down his speed.
"Go ahead."
Wang Fan raised his head to look at Ning Zhao and softly uttered two words.
The next moment, a sword light suddenly shone, passing through the endless sea of fire and thunder field, and slashed towards Ning Zhao.
At this moment, Ning Zhao felt as if he was being
Shrouded in a terrifying sword power.
He knew that he was still slow.
Without any hesitation, Ning Zhao dodged and started to retreat.
Because he felt the dangerous aura from that sword.
Once that sword falls on him, even he will pay a heavy price.
However, soon, his expression changed again.
Because he clearly felt that he had been locked by the sword aura, and no matter how he tried to dodge, it was useless.
"God Hammer of Destruction."
With a roar, a giant hammer suddenly appeared in Ning Zhao's hand.
The boundless storm rolled over, and the moment the giant hammer appeared, the void let out a roaring sound.
That giant hammer seemed to be crushing this space.
Ning Zhao held the hammer in both hands and slammed it forward.
With a roar and roar, the giant hammer flew across the sky, as if it was about to open up the world, and headed straight for Wang Fan's seventh form of the divine sword.
The moment the two collided, a destructive storm swept across, and the sky seemed to be collapsing.
Even the remaining people on the fighting platform felt an extremely dangerous aura and rushed out of the fighting platform in an instant.
At the same time, the third prince slowly stood up and personally took action to stabilize the ban on the battle platform, thus blocking the destructive storm and preventing the tragedy from happening.
"What kind of sword is this?"
"Such a destructive storm, I'm afraid it can kill those who are in the middle stage of the weakened Dao, right?"
"It's so scary. At the middle stage of Dao realm, how did Wang Fan do it?"
Everyone in the audience couldn't help but feel their hearts trembling when they saw this scene.
Their eyes were fixed on the battle platform area, not daring to relax for a moment.
In the Imperial City area, the strong men leading the team couldn't help but stand up suddenly, worry emerging in their hearts.
They also did not expect that Wang Fan could be so strong and force Ning Zhao into such a dangerous situation.
That sword was enough to threaten Ning Zhao's life.
Under everyone's gaze, a figure suddenly flew out, making a loud bang, and landed heavily on the edge of the battle platform.
"Ahem."
Blood spurted out of his mouth.
Everyone looked intently and couldn't help but gasped. .??.
It was Ning Zhao.
Ning Zhao, he was defeated.
This evil figure in the imperial city, the proud man of heaven, was defeated at the hands of Wang Fan.
Ironically, Wang Fan still defeated him across two small realms.
I'm afraid this battle will definitely leave a big blow to Ning Zhao.
If he can't get out, his life may be over.
Wang Fan stood proudly on the battlefield, his clothes fluttering and spotless.
It was as if he had done something insignificant and was not affected at all.
Slowly lowering his head and looking at Ning Zhao below, Wang Fan said, "Do you want to continue?"
When Ning Zhao heard this, he couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of blood again, feeling endless humiliation in his heart.
He raised his head and looked at Wang Fan standing proudly in the void, feeling extremely uncomfortable in his heart.
He actually lost.
Defeated by the ants in his own eyes.
Simply ironic.
"I surrender."
Ning Zhao uttered three words in humiliation, then stood up with difficulty and walked off the fighting platform.
So far, in this ranking battle, the eighth person was born, none other than Ning Zhao.
Wang Fan returned to the previous area, immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, took out countless Dao Crystals, and began to recover.
Come.
The other six people also returned to the fighting platform.
They all looked at Wang Fan solemnly, feeling extremely heavy.
In this battle, Wang Fan once again proved his strength.
They have all realized the threat Wang Fan poses to them.
Especially Wang Fan's previous sword strike was simply too powerful and domineering.
If that sword were to come out, how many of them would be sure to block it?
Fortunately, Wang Fan's sword also has some flaws.
That means it takes time to brew.
It seemed that if he faced Wang Fan next, he would have to defeat him in an overwhelming manner.
It is best to fight in close quarters and not give Wang Fan a chance to use his sword.
However, Wang Fan naturally didn't care what they thought.
At this time, he just wanted to recover as soon as possible and then cope with the next battle.
The battle was still going on. Ye Liuyun from Liuyun City walked out and challenged Jianxu from Jianzong.
After a battle between the two, Ye Liuyun won and Jianxu ranked seventh.
Wu Zhan came out of King Wu City and challenged Ji Yunfei from Ji Feng City. After a great battle, Wu Zhan lost and ranked sixth.
Gaitian from Yuzhou City came out to challenge Tantai Ming from Qinghai City. Gaitian lost miserably, and Tantai Ming ranked fifth.
This also means that the top four are born.
They are Wang Fan from Xuanyuan City, Ye Liuyun from Liuyun City, Ji Yunfei from Jifeng City, and Gaitian from Yuzhou City.
Looking at the four people on the battlefield, especially Wang Fan.
I'm afraid no one would have thought that in this kind of debate, Wang Fan, who was only in the middle stage of Taoism, could actually reach this point.
With his cultivation in the middle stage of Dao realm, he defeated all the strong ones and entered the top four.
"continue."
The third prince glanced at the four people below and felt quite satisfied.
This chapter has been completed!