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Chapter 739 The Third Strike

"Boy, I didn't mean to offend my senior. Since my senior wants my life, I can only fight with all my strength." After escaping for more than half an hour, Xu Ran understood that he couldn't escape at all. Instead of doing this, he might as well fight to the death with this old man.

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"You're not very young, but you have quite a temper." The old man was slightly stunned when he saw Xu Ran looking like he was ready to die, and then said in a sinister tone.

Xu Ran still said coldly: "It's my first time encountering the divine realm, so today I'm going to experience the strength of the divine realm."

Xu Ran activated the technique, the spiritual energy in his body exploded, his energy and blood roared, a terrifying strong wind formed around him, and the storm raged. Xu Ran circulated the power in his body, all converging on his fists.

With all his strength, and with a terrifying punching wind, he punched the old man.

The old man looked smiling and seemed not to have seen Xu Ran punch. When Xu Ran's punch mixed with violent force was about to land on the old man, Xu Ran suddenly realized.

There seemed to be an invisible layer of water flowing around the old man.

Immediately his pupils shrank.

Sword intent!

A layer of sword intent appeared on the old man's surface.

Xu Ran himself had understood the sword intention and was no stranger to the sword intention. However, relying on his physical strength, he still punched him. In front of the old man, the sword intention was like a layer of water, covering Xu Ran's fist.

The terrifying sword intent erupted, and the fist wind emanating from Xu Ran's fist was torn apart by the sword energy. The condensed power weakened instantly, and the flowing sword intent tore through the fist wind and enveloped Xu Ran's fist.

In an instant, Xu Ran felt countless wind blades appearing around his fists. These wind blades were extremely terrifying, like biting cold wind, and wounds appeared on Xu Ran's fists visible to the naked eye.

The flesh and blood soon became blurred. Xu Ran groaned and retracted his fist, only to see purple blood flowing out of his fist, and it was still overflowing.

Xu Ran was extremely surprised in his heart. Is this the terrifying power of the divine realm? Since he practiced the Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques, his body has become extremely hard. This is the first time he has been injured by an external force.

"Boy, your strength is not as good as your mouth," the old man said with a smile.

The old man didn't care that Xu Ran's blood was purple. The universe is huge and there are so many races, including purple, blue, gold, and green. The old man has seen many of them.

Xu Ran didn't speak, but with a thought in his mind, he saw a layer of sword intent condensed on Xu Ran's body. Just like the old man, the liquid that looked like flowing water was emitting a terrifying sword light.

"I also understood the meaning of the sword," Xu Ran said coldly.

This old man has not used his spiritual power until now. He only hurt him with the sword intention he understood. Xu Ran remained extremely vigilant towards this mysterious old man.

"Your sword power is not enough to squeeze through your teeth. Haha, boy, let me show you the real sword power." The old man chuckled.

Then, the old man's temperament changed, and his body became tense, as if it had turned into an unsheathed sword. At the same time, streams of water appeared around the old man, one stream, two streams, ten streams, a hundred streams, and a thousand streams.

Every stream of water is formed by sword intent.

These water-flowing sword intentions flowed around the old man, and finally slowly gathered together, like a rushing river, with the sound of roaring waves, surrounding the old man. At this moment, the old man seemed to have turned into a sword and merged with these sword intentions.

One body.

Xu Ran looked at the few sword intentions in front of him, and then at the countless sword intentions surrounding the old man. If the sword intentions he comprehended were compared to a stream of water, then the sword intentions comprehended by the old man were like a river.

It's like a beggar showing off his wealth in front of a rich man.

There is no comparison between the two.

Xu Ran was silent.

The sword intent that the old man understood was so terrifying that it gave Xu Ran the feeling that if he was wrapped in such a strong sword intent, his body would probably be torn into pieces in an instant.

However, Xu Ran did not admit defeat. A burst of cyan light erupted from his body, and a dazzling long sword slowly appeared. Xu Ran held the hilt of the sword, and several water-flowing sword intentions wrapped around the sword body, enhancing the power of the sword.

Xu Ran took out the Qingfeng Sword and prepared to fight the old man for his life.

But at this moment, Xu Ran discovered that the sword intention around the old man had changed. The sword intention divided and condensed into a sword at a speed visible to the naked eye. Each sword flashed with cold light, carrying a refreshing coldness.

One, two, ten, hundreds, ten thousand swords appeared, densely packed. Each sword was condensed by the sword's intention. The tip of the sword was pointed at Xu Ran, ready to go, as if the old man only gave an order, Xu Ran would do it.

Pierced by these thousands of swords.

Xu Ran looked at the sword in his hand, and then at the thousands of swords that appeared around the old man, and his heart was filled with chills. This old man had once again succeeded in showing off his wealth.

However, Xu Ran did not admit defeat. With a thought, Xu Ran's body was covered with a layer of purple flames. The surrounding temperature suddenly increased. It was extremely terrifying and seemed to be able to burn everything.

At the same time, wisps of flames spread to his arms and then covered the Qingfeng Sword.

At this moment, the surface of the Qingfeng Sword was covered with a layer of purple flames, and an astonishing sword intent mixed with terrifying temperature emitted.

The current Qingfeng Sword has at least tripled its power.

After all, Xu Ran's sky-burning purple fire is equivalent to a ball of divine fire.

"Interesting, this little guy actually mastered a divine fire. There are only a few people in Beichen Star who have mastered the divine fire. They are all above the true god realm. This little guy who is only half a god actually mastered the divine fire."

Seeing the purple flame spreading from Xu Ran's body, the surprise in the old man's eyes flashed away.

"Boy, unfortunately, I have not only mastered the rules of the sword, but also the rules of fire," the old man said with a smile.

Xu Ran didn't understand what the other party meant, but he soon understood, because densely packed swords appeared around the old man, one turned into flames, then two, ten, and then all the swords turned into swords.

Covered with a layer of flames.

Seeing this scene, Xu Ran fell silent again.

He was vomiting blood in depression, was this old man deliberately going against him? He displayed a few sword intentions, and the old man summoned thousands of them. He took out the Qingfeng Sword, and the old man's sword intentions turned into swords, and thousands of swords were pointed at him.

He used the sky-burning purple fire to cover the Qingfeng Sword, enhancing the power of the Qingfeng Sword, and the swords around the old man were all covered with a layer of flames.

This old man is simply working against him.

That's too much!

This is too much!

"Boy, as long as you can survive these ten thousand and one sword attacks, I will not hold you accountable for disrespecting me," the old man said with a smile.

After the words fell, the old man raised his hand and moved his sword. Each sword intention turned into a sword, like a bow and arrow ready to go, waiting for the order to strike. When his palm fell, he saw countless flaming swords around the old man's body, exhaling a terrifying cold light.

, swish, swish, and shoot towards Xu Ran.

Not only was the sword intent erupting, but it was also mixed with a strong breath of flames.

Every sword has a cold light, and more than 10,000 swords gathered together, the power is so terrifying that even the void is shaking, as if endless divine power is blooming, trying to break through the world.

Xu Ran felt this terrible aura, his face suddenly changed, and he roared with grief and anger: "Old man, you are cruel."


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