Fang Han relied on his powerful magic power to infiltrate the brilliance of the treasure and seize the Eight Desolate Divine Swords!
With just one thought, the magic weapon will change hands!
At this critical moment, Ye Nantian also showed his strength as the third person in the Mountain and River Ranking. He bit his tongue fiercely, used the stinging pain to regain his consciousness, and then opened his mouth and sang a series of syllables, which was the majestic long song of the Yuhua Sect.
.The strong sound wave vibration shook the mana slightly, and then the Rashomon standing on the stage felt the sound wave, suddenly changed, and a huge vortex appeared inside the door.
Luo Sheng Vortex!
As soon as the vortex appeared, Fang Han felt his own magic power, like all rivers returning to the sea, rushing towards the Rashomon Gate. This gate could actually absorb magic power!
Suddenly, the mana was out of control and plummeted.
"Hahahaha!" Ye Nantian suddenly felt that the pressure was greatly reduced. Knowing that Rashomon had worked, he no longer hesitated. The Bahuang armor on his body exploded with sword light again, and strangled Fang Han. He wanted to take this opportunity.
, strangled Fang Han into pieces in one go!
"not good!"
"Not good!" The elders in the stands were all shocked. They naturally saw that Fang Han was in extreme danger. If he was killed, the sect would lose a disciple in the secret realm of magical power, and the loss would be huge.
However, at this moment, a sneer appeared on Fang Han's face. He suddenly turned over, grabbed his hands outward, and shrank inward. His body was spinning like a top, and the magic power that was about to be sucked into Rashomon was
, spurred by his will, he suddenly slowed down and found that it was highly condensed. It actually condensed into an invisible drill, rumbling and rotating, the air flow was violent, and the hurricane flew wildly. It shook twice and stopped the momentum abruptly.
, like a rubber band trembling, the spirit snake turned around, retracted it, and hit Ye Nantian's body hard from behind.
Boom!
Ye Nantian was hit by this unexpected collision, and his whole body lost balance. The brilliance of the Bahuang armor suddenly weakened, and the exploding sword light was entangled by mana and frozen in the air.
Then Fang Han's body moved, like a divine dragon, freely shuttled through the air, and the mana changed again. It did not spread out, but like a spider spinning silk and weaving a web, trapping Ye Nantian again.
This series of manipulating mana is highly condensed. It is definitely not a newcomer to the secret realm of magical powers, but a veteran of manipulating mana! If an ordinary person who has just stepped into the secret realm of magical powers cannot operate it exquisitely, when he meets him now, he will be like Rashomon.
All the mana was sucked away, and the spirit was exhausted.
Those elders who were shocked just now were surprised again, but they were surprised by Fang Han's ability to control magic power. He really used magic power to perfection.
In fact, Fang Han cultivated the magical secret realm underground three months ago. He has been constantly honing his magic power, controlling it exquisitely, and has become extremely proficient in using it. He can condense it at will, change his body, use force to fight, decompose and combine, refine Qi into silk,
Casting the net to catch fish, condensing the palms, grabbing and twisting... etc. are all practiced with incomparable perfection.
His three months of hard work had not been in vain.
Moreover, with Yan as a good teacher, there is a lot of experience that can be directly used for reference in the subtle use of magic power.
"Fang Han, you and I are inseparable! Kill with a hundred swords!"
Caught in the net again, Ye Nantian let out a vicious curse, struggled to activate the Bahuang battle armor, and killed him again. Hundreds of sword lights burst out from the battle armor, stabbing outwards. And Rashomon's
The suction force of the vortex increased again.
Fang Han ignored his curses, and his body shook faster in the air. No one could pinpoint his specific position. As he shook at high speed, he raised the five fingers of his left hand, and a stream of mana twisted and spun, weaving into a spiritual thread.
The snake-like wind whip struck Ye Nantian's armor hard, extinguishing the sword light directly, and Ye Nantian's body was also whipped around.
And with his right hand, he made a fist inward and then released it toward Luo Sheng's door.
Boom, boom!
The airflow was highly condensed and suddenly bounced away. As soon as it reached the Rashomon Gate, it encountered suction and exploded immediately. The airflow exploded. The huge air wave offset a lot of the power of the Rashomon vortex.
"Wonderful! The mana is used to instantly stir up the airflow, gather into a ball, condense into air thunder, and explode when encountering the vortex, canceling out the suction of Luo Sheng's vortex. This skill, although a little bit of mana is wasted, but it wins time. It seems that he has won time.
I have been in the secret realm of supernatural powers for a long time, and I have been holding back until now. Today I made a big splash. What a good person."
When Jialan saw this scene, her face was filled with joy. The bet with Lingxiao was about to win, so why couldn't she be happy? The magic weapon was the second best, and it was rare for her to win a breath of contention.
While she was speaking, Fang Han took action again, dividing his magic power into wind whips and beating them non-stop, making Ye Nantian spin again and again. He was running wildly, but he still couldn't escape from Fang Han's control. He used Rashomon several times.
, were all offset by Fang Han in a clever way and consuming very little mana.
"Luo Sheng**, the sword sweeps through all the wasteland!"
Seeing that he was about to be in a dangerous situation, Ye Nantian roared again. The Eight Desolations battle armor shattered layer by layer, its brilliance was restrained, and it turned into a small sword again. Colleagues, in the Rashomon, the whirlpool stopped and a shot was fired.
The air flow blessed the small sword. This exquisite Eight Desolations Divine Sword immediately seemed to have taken a powerful medicine to strengthen tigers and wolves. It shook thousands of sword moves. It was so powerful that it actually broke through the mana coil and turned toward Fang Han.
Coming to kill!
The momentum is overwhelming!
The mana actually disintegrated layer by layer.
Without the protection of the flying sword, Ye Nantian's entire body fell downwards, but when he fell, a talisman on his body burned and turned into a stream of air, allowing his body to fall slowly and steadily on the ring.
superior.
"It turns out that Rashomon can also give magic power to flying swords!" Fang Han was shocked when he saw that the power of the Eight Desolations Divine Sword suddenly increased, breaking through his own magic power, and killing the physical body. He knew that it was the power of Rashomon's blessing.
He knew the power of the Eight Desolations Divine Sword very well, but the power of Rashomon was mysterious and unpredictable, and he didn't know what mysterious methods were hidden there.
Facing the flying sword to kill, he raised his palm, and the magic power was transferred to his hand. In a row, he struck out eighty-eight-sixty-four palms in the air like a stormy wave crashing against the shore.
With each palm strike, the mana was highly condensed and turned into air palms, which hit the Eight Desolate Swords and slowed down the power of the Eight Desolate Swords.
When the Bahuang Sword arrived in front of him, he suddenly shouted a series of musical notes!
"Woo! Gu! Ba! Well! Hum! Acridine! Phew! Phew!"
Tianlong Bayin!
This time, the Eight Heavenly Dragon Sounds shouted by Fang Han were not sound waves, but twisted air flow talismans. These talismans were intertwined together, like eight invisible air dragons, entangled and strangled towards the Eight Desolate Divine Swords.
.When the Tianlong Bayin is in the physical realm, it is a sonic vibration and is not very powerful. But once it reaches the secret realm of magical power, with the cooperation of magic power, its power will really show.
As soon as the Eight Desolate Divine Sword encountered the Tianlong Bayin, it immediately made a buzzing sound, vibrating at a high speed like bee wings, and seemed to be about to disintegrate. After shaking for three blinks, all of its power suddenly disappeared, and it fell straight onto the ring.
, making a crisp sound.
"Well!"
Ye Nantian felt as if he had been slapped with a stick all over his body, because he felt that as soon as Fang Hantianlong's eight-tone roar came out, the brand of his blood spirit inside was shaken away.
Whoosh!
He roared wildly, flew forward, and grabbed the Eight Desolate Divine Sword that fell on the ground. As long as he grabbed it and let the sword be stained with his own blood, he could use it again.
However, Fang Han was faster than him. He fell to the ground in an instant, stood in front of him, and stepped on the Bahuang Sword, leaving him in vain.
"No!" Seeing that the situation was not good, Ye Nantian retreated violently! His eyes were full of resentment, and the Rashomon behind him shook again. Fang Han couldn't tolerate him urging the Rashomon, and took a step towards
Stepping forward, the clothes on his body bulged and swollen, and his whole mana sprayed out, pushing his body, shrinking to an inch, and hitting Ye Nantian's body with a palm.
puff!
Ye Nantian's body was hit so hard that he flew up to the height of five or six people. He spurted out blood at high altitude, like a fountain of blood rain. Then he fell straight down from the ring. All his bones were broken, his muscles and veins were severed, and his martial arts skills were useless.