The flying sword contains the power of a semi-saint, and is infinitely close to the existence of a holy realm!
If it were not suppressed by the rules of the ruins secret realm, it could even break through the initial defense of the holy realm...
Zhao Fan showed no mercy to Yu Xianer, this sword was his strongest attack method!
The flying sword is like a stream of light.
Yu Xian'er felt a fatal sense of crisis emerge. However, when she recovered from the shock of the opponent's transparent crystal skin, it was too late. The tip of the sword had already passed one meter in front of her. There was no such thing as the holy realm.
This kind of movement that truly integrates into the heaven and earth, let alone dodging, even the vital points cannot be avoided!
The moment Zhao Fan spat out flying swords, the Saint of the Divine Machine Sect was already a corpse in his eyes.
But a moment ago, Duanmu Han's pupils condensed and he noticed the black light in Zhao Fan's mouth. He was like a phantom, moving!
Like lightning, he stood in front of Yu Xian'er at this moment and split his palm open!
Phew!
The indestructible flying sword sank into Duanmuhan's chest within a fingertip's distance and then stagnated there. However, its power was only offset by 10%, and the remaining 90% was still driving it.
Break through the obstacles ahead!
As the Holy Son, before Duanmu Han and Yu Xian'er entered the ancient ruins, the previous saint gave them a defensive secret treasure called Tiangang Armor!
This thing is a holy level armor!
Although it is restricted by the rules of the secret realm, it can still withstand the offensive of the holy realm inside and is almost indestructible.
Now Zhao Fan's flying sword and Duanmu Han's Tiangang armor are like the strongest spear and the strongest shield. They are placed outside the secret realm and have reached the realm of the holy realm. Now, which one can be better?
Yu Xianer subconsciously shouted: "Brother Han!"
"Xian'er, I'm fine..." Duanmu Han's face turned pale. The opponent's flying sword pierced the Tiangang armor, but did not penetrate. Therefore, he was only injured by the shock, and his energy and blood were somewhat disordered.
However, he did not feel safe anymore, knowing that the power of the flying sword on his chest had not been completely offset, and 90% of it was even trying to break through the Tiangang armor.
Zhao Fan looked coldly at Duanmu Han who blocked Yu Xianer's flying sword, but stood still and did not move. From his point of view, the saint and the saint were the ones who must be killed today, so it didn't matter who came first and who came last.
Through the soul connection with Feijian, Zhao Fan also knew that Duanmuhan was wearing a treasure armor with almost invincible defense, so he was waiting for Feijian to compare with the armor.
Many geniuses in the Super Alliance were horrified when they looked at the black sword on Duanmuhan's chest.
A flying sword from the lineage of sword immortals!
Not only that, it only took an instant from the sword's appearance to its impact!
And just at this moment, the power contained in the sword made the hearts of many geniuses, including the two top forces from Jiuxing Valley and Putuo Mountain, rise with goosebumps like a knife stabbing them, and their whole bodies were covered with goosebumps.
I couldn't help but tremble. If it were me, I would have been penetrated long ago!
One breath!
It was so short that it passed away quietly.
But for Duanmu Han, who was the focus of everyone's attention, it felt like a long torment. His whole heart was hanging in his throat, as if he was waiting for the final verdict of fate.
At this moment, a sound suddenly sounded on his chest, where the flying sword was inserted, "Click..."
It's like something was torn apart!
The next moment, Zhao Fan's black flying sword seemed to penetrate Duanmu Han's body unobstructed, until the hilt of the sword was stuck on both sides, and then he returned to peace!
What followed was that Duanmu Han trembled, a large mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth, his breath suddenly weakened, and he soon fell to the ground unable to stand.
The remaining power of the flying sword completely destroyed the organs on all sides of the sword body, and even the soul was shattered by the terrifying sword energy!
Tiangang Armor, defeated!
The power of the flying sword, under the holy realm, is invincible!
"No!" Yu Xian'er shouted with guilt and self-reproach while hugging him, holding him on her lap and saying, "I'm sorry, brother Han, it's all my fault for being distracted. You must hold on to block the sword for me.
After you get out..."
"Xian'er..." Duanmuhan said weakly: "Listen to what I have to say."
Yu Xian'er burst into tears and nodded repeatedly.
"I'm afraid, I won't be able to protect you anymore..." Duanmu said coldly, "Actually, in my heart..."
"We'll talk about this later. You won't die and will continue to protect me, right?" Yu Xian'er broke down and cried, "The master's great reincarnation technique has reached the realm of reversing yin and yang, and he will definitely be resurrected.
your!"
"No...chih!" Duanmuhan vomited blood again, and the blood was mixed with fragments of internal organs. His voice was almost hoarse and he said: "It's useless, I don't have time to use the Great Reincarnation Technique to send my soul into
In the underworld, now the soul has been destroyed by more than 50% by his flying sword. If you die, you will really die..."
In addition to confrontation, the Great Reincarnation Technique also has a magical ability, that is, the Great Reincarnation Technique reverses the yin and yang, which can bring the dead back to life!
But there is a prerequisite, that is, the degree of damage to the soul cannot be less than half.
Duanmuhan's soul was destroyed by more than 50% of Feijian's sword energy...
So he understands that this is the end of the road and cannot be reversed!
"Actually, in my heart, I have liked you for a long time, and I really hope that I am not the Holy Son..."
When Duanmu Han said this, his eyes were lifeless but he looked at the saint with great affection. He wanted to continue speaking, but he no longer had the strength to continue speaking. Then, his vitality fell to the bottom.
Dissipate into nothingness.
But if you look carefully, you can see that the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he died with a smile, because he had no regrets in his heart. Before he died, he confessed the words he had hidden deep in his heart to the one he loved...
At the same time, Duanmu Han obtained the opportunity in the secret realm, separated from the stored magic weapon, and flew to Zhao Fan to recognize his master.
However, the change in the Creation Ranking is not big, from 1739 to 1786.
After Duanmuhan entered the secret realm, he followed Yu Xian'er every step of the way. Except for the opportunity to trigger instant recognition of the master, he gave it all to Yu Xian'er, not even leaving a star stone.
"Wake up, I like you too!" Yu Xian'er kept shaking Duan Muhan's body, but she never got a response.
Zhao Fan looked at this scene. Under his calm eyes, his heart was not at peace. His eyes fell on the unprepared Saintess of the Divine Machine Sect who could take her life at any time, and he began to hesitate.
Is it a wrong idea to transfer the hatred of the previous saint to this generation of saints and saints?
After all... wrongs have their owners, and debts have their owners.
Zhao Fan struggled for consciousness for a moment, and then slowly let the flying sword leave Duanmu Han's chest and float above Yu Xian'er's head, with the tip of the sword facing the Tianling Cap.
At this time, Yu Xian'er suddenly raised her head, ignoring the sharp black flying sword, and stared at him with the most charming eyes in the world, "Kill me!!!"
Zhao Fan shook his head slightly and said word by word: "You and your two Xumi bags, stored magic weapons, and treasures brought into the secret realm all left their marks and took the initiative to remove the marks. Take his body and leave, I won't kill you.
"
Yu Xian'er was stunned for a moment, her eyes flickering in and out. After ten breaths, she took off the Xumi bag on her body, the rings on her hands, and the necklace around her neck, and then destroyed the marks symbolizing sovereignty, including the body of the Holy Son.
The same goes for the ring finger and storage magic weapon in his hand, and then they were all thrown at Zhao Fan.
She picked up Duanmuhan and walked out of the court without looking back. She said in a deep voice, "You will regret your decision today!"
"At least I won't regret it now." Zhao Fan's calm voice echoed in her ears.
Yu Xian'er's figure paused, and after a few seconds, he walked towards the distance again like a lotus, leaving a lonely back in the eyes of many talented people.
After he completely disappeared, the gazes of the geniuses from all sides focused on Zhao Fan, with awe and fear.
Zhao Fan glanced at the leaderless geniuses in the super alliance. He said nothing, but all of them had their necks hanging limply and their heads hanging down, as if they could not breathe, as if they were surrendering to them.
But outside the court, the royal family members, Wuzhuangguan, and Kunlunxu's geniuses all had eyes full of fanaticism, as if they were on pilgrimage.
"Become the king in one battle!"
“There is no dispute!”
"Brother Fan, I have witnessed with my own eyes that you reign on the throne of the younger generation!"
"Even if you are struck to death by lightning, you will have no regrets in this life!"
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After expressing their excitement, the geniuses outside the court, including Ji Lan, all looked at each other with sacred eyes and solemnly performed a ninety-degree salute!
The Super Alliance side also leaned forward and said: "Your Majesty!"
Zhao Fan nodded lightly, and his invisible yet invincible aura seemed to envelope the entire battlefield, "I won't kill you, nor will I take away the opportunity, but Star Stone... you should understand."