Zhang Buxuan stood tall and tall, his feet motionless as if they were rooted on the ground. He pushed the Tai Chi force with his hands, and the black true energy circulated between his palms, forming a stream of energy that flowed between his palms.
Chen Fan and the five shadows contained explosive golden Qi, which hit the black Qi, but disappeared like mud cows entering the sea.
"What a powerful method."
Chen Fan was shocked. How could anyone be weak at Zhang Buxuan's level?
Zhang Buxuan began to fight back.
As soon as the black zhenqi circulated, a black dragon emerged again and blasted directly towards Chen Fan. Chen Fan's pupils shrank and he put his arms in front of him to protect himself. Golden light spurted out in an instant. Zhang Buxuan did not move at all.
With cold eyes, the black energy hit Chen Fan's golden light. It did not explode, but instantly rose up and swallowed Chen Fan directly.
"Why don't you use your 'power'?" Zhang Buxuan said coldly.
Chen Fan moved his palms, and the 'potential' emerged between his hands. The void buzzed and trembled with it, and the power of heaven and earth suddenly emerged for it. With a wave of his palm, the black energy seemed to be cut by white paper.
open.
A trace of "potential" power went straight to Zhang Buxuan's eyebrows.
Zhang Buxuan put his two fingers together and stabbed directly. The two fingers were like swords. When he stabbed, the sword energy appeared in the void and came straight to Chen Fan's face. There was also a trace of unfamiliar power.
, spread out.
The power of heaven and earth gathered around Zhang Buxuan. Under the general trend, the power of heaven and earth collided together.
Boom, the feeling of a huge explosion vibrated in the void and filled the air.
Chen Fan was shocked and his arms felt sore.
The two of them separated directly and landed on the ground. Chen Fan looked at Zhang Buxuan with solemn eyes. Zhang Buxuan remained motionless and looked at Chen Fan with a smile. People around him made a sound of shortness of breath. These two masters
Fighting is simply a pleasant feeling.
"Both of them are geniuses who have understood the power of force. It's amazing, it's really amazing."
"In my lifetime, if I can see the two of them on their shoulders, I will die without any regrets."
"..."
"Brother Chen, do you still plan to keep your hand?" Zhang Buxuan said solemnly, "Come again." Zhang Buxuan waved.
As soon as Chen Fan stepped on the ground, he was shot out like an arrow from a string, heading straight towards Zhang Buxuan. Zhang Buxuan picked up a sheathed sword and came to meet Chen Fan. Chen Fan broke through the army and stabbed directly.
Turning towards him, the two began to fight.
Zhang Buxuan put great pressure on Chen Fan, not only in terms of cultivation, but also in various skills. The other party had also reached the level of proficiency.
Such an opponent looks down upon the world, and is far from being comparable to people of the same level.
"I really don't know what happened back then, but this cloth has always made Xuandu bow down here."
Chen Fan's eyes were calm, and he pressed forward step by step. The figures of the two people criss-crossed in the arena. Five shadows and one body forced Zhang Buxuan to use his ultimate power in the late stage of Baodan. He used the power of black Tai Chi to beat Chen Fan.
There is no flaw to be found at all.
"Da Ming Fist!"
Chen Fan pulled his body back, and in the blink of an eye it was already the last round.
If this continues, it may be difficult to find any flaws.
Chen Fan's pupils shrank, and there was a frightening light in his eyes. He first pulled his body back, and then punched out the fist in his hand, Six Great Ming Fists!
The six fists of the Ming Dynasty were surrounded from all directions, including southeast, northwest, and Bu Xuan's whole body was trapped in the center, without any chance to breathe.
The void trembled, formless and massless, and the huge Daming Fist struck him fiercely.
Under this peak blow, anyone in the later stage of holding the pill must be filled with hatred!
Zhang Buxuan's footsteps sank, and he shouted loudly. The blood all over his body was agitated for the first time, and then he started to fly in black. The sword in his hand was unsheathed. At the same time as the sword was unsheathed, the ultimate white light erupted from his hand.
Shang Jianguang rushed out.
The sword intention, the vast sword intention suddenly emerged, between the vast world.
Filled with the ultimate sword intent, the cut person's skin felt a sharp pain.
"Great swordsman!" Chen Fan was shocked, Zhang Buxuan turned out to be a rare swordsman.
In terms of combat power and difficulty of cultivation, sword cultivation ranks first.
In the prison, Chen Fan unexpectedly met a sword cultivator who understood both the 'power' and the meaning of the sword. He was simply one of a kind in a million.
With the sword light, the entire underground arena was completely filled with sword light. For a moment, nothing could be seen clearly. The sword intent swept out, like the rising sun, and white light filled the world.
The terrifying fist intent came from all directions, but in the face of this sword intent, it continued to disintegrate, and the ice and snow melted!
The sword light swept away in a circular shape, annihilating everything.
The sword light gradually dissipated. Zhang Buxuan was holding a sword, his hair was disheveled, his eyes were lowered, and his whole body was completely motionless. The sword intention, coupled with his powerful aura, filled the battlefield, buzzing, and finally commanded
Three meters around him, a field of sword intent was formed.
After a long time, the sword intent dissipated, but a circle was clearly cut around him.
The sword's intention was outward, and finally gradually dissipated.
From outside the storm of sword intent, six shadows fell out together. Chen Fan stood still with his sword, breathing heavily, his face turned ugly for a moment, and the blood in his mouth kept dripping to the ground. All six shadows fell to the ground.
He was low and his clothes were in rags.
Under the storm of sword intent, no one could stop him. The power of this sword was beyond what he could comprehend at this level.
Baodan combined with sword cultivation is terrible.
"The realm of sword intent is so terrifying. This is Zhang Buxuan's unique skill. It is said that under his realm of sword intent, he killed three people of the same realm as him."
"It has only been fifty years since he practiced Taoism, but Zhang Buxuan has reached such a state. It is simply unbelievable."
"Who can stop such sword intent?"
"..."
These people whispered that they were surprised that Chen Fan did not die under the storm of sword intent. Chen Fan swallowed the sweet blood in his throat with difficulty, stood up slowly, and there was a slight tremor in his limbs.
Trembling.
After standing up, Chen Fan slowly reached out and wiped the blood from his mouth.
"Are you coming again?" Zhang Buxuan said calmly, with neither disappointment nor appreciation in his eyes.
"You are at the end of your rope."
"Not necessarily." Chen Fan said, "Although the field of sword intention is superb, it is not indestructible."
"Oh?" Zhang Buxuan raised his eyebrows and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"Are you finally willing to use your trump card?"
"I would like to teach you."
Chen Fan closed his eyes, and the atmosphere in the entire space suddenly became dark.