Countless sparks suddenly shot out. Jiang Binhan's pupils shrank, and he held an iron folding fan in his hand. He couldn't help but retreat continuously, but the First Yang Dao Sword could not pierce the seemingly damaged iron folding fan.
"Get out of here!"
Jiang Binhan roared angrily, squeezed his right hand, and then raised it violently. The First Yang Dao Sword that was against the iron folding fan was deflected by it, and immediately a black wind came from behind the iron folding fan.
Rising violently from below.
This black wind soared straight into the sky and turned into a black pillar that penetrated the sky and the earth. Even the First Yang Dao Sword collapsed under this black wind.
Zhuo Wen squeezed the air with his right hand, and the First Yang Dao Sword returned to Zhuo Wen's palm like a rising sun.
Zhuo Wen's eyes became extremely serious, staring closely at the iron folding fan in Jiang Binhan's hand, frowning slightly.
Although this iron folding fan looks a little damaged, it can actually repel the First Yang Dao Sword, which shows that it is extraordinary, and the power of the black wind that comes out of this iron folding fan cannot be underestimated.
"Zhuowen, you forced me to use this immortal weapon. Although this is a defective product, it is not something that your incomplete earthly immortal holy weapon, the First Yang Dao Sword, can compete with."
Jiang Binhan grinned, kicked the ground with his right foot, and shot up into the sky like an arrow. Then he waved the iron folding fan with his right hand, and the black wind across the sky became even more terrifying and powerful, and immediately moved towards
Zhuo Wen swept over here.
Hoo ho ho!
The black wind was extremely terrifying, and the surrounding space was completely shattered under the influence of this black wind, and it flew towards Zhuo Wen at an extremely fast speed.
"Second Immortal Weapon?"
Zhuo Wen's eyes suddenly became extremely serious. He had naturally heard about the Immortal Artifact. The so-called Immortal Artifact was the defective Immortal Saint Artifact.
The blacksmith who forges the Immortal Sacred Artifact cannot be 100% successful during the refining process, and there will always be failures.
The failed product of this kind of Immortal Holy Artifact is called the Secondary Immortal Artifact. The raw materials used for forging this Immortal Artifact are exactly the same as the Immortal Saint Artifact, and it still has the terrifying pressure of the Immortal Holy Artifact.
However, because it is a failed product, its power is far from that of a real Immortal Holy Artifact, but it is far more powerful than a Heaven-defying Holy Artifact.
"Jiang Binhan indeed possesses the Second Immortal Weapon. I knew that with his status and Jiang Zuomei's love and care, it would be impossible for him to not have a precious body protection of the level of the Second Immortal Weapon."
The beautiful woman hidden in the crowd didn't feel any surprise in her beautiful eyes when she saw Jiang Binhan take out the secondary immortal weapon. She had expected it.
Fang Lao, who was originally fighting with the Blood Immortal in the sky, noticed the sudden attack of Zhuo Wen at first, and was a little worried about Jiang Binhan's safety.
However, when Jiang Binhan took out a sub-immortal weapon like the iron folding fan, the worry in his heart disappeared.
He knew that with the Iron Folding Fan in hand, what if Zhuo Wen had the First Yang Dao Sword? He would not be able to hurt Jiang Binhan at all.
Wow!
The black wind was extremely fast and flew in front of Zhuo Wen in an instant.
Zhuo Wen's eyes were indifferent, and the First Yang Dao Sword came out of his hand. The First Yang Dao Sword turned into a scorching sun, emerged slowly, and hit the black wind heavily.
Boom boom boom!
Black wind and golden light continued to explode in mid-air.
The First Yang Dao Sword is one of the components of the Nine Yang Dao Sword. In a sense, it should also be a sub-immortal weapon.
The First Yang Dao Sword slashed out violently, and a round of scorching sun shadows surged up, and then exploded violently, erupting with countless dazzling golden lights.
The black wind roared, and was finally annihilated in the explosion of golden light, while the First Yang Dao Sword turned into a long golden light, swept over in an instant, cut through the void, and pierced Jiang Binhan.
Not to be outdone, Jiang Binhan pinched it with both hands, pulled out the iron folding fan, flew up into the sky, and began to violently collide with the First Yang Dao Sword.
The aftermath of the collision of the two sub-immortal weapons was no less than that of the Blood Immortal's battlefield on the other side. As a result, even larger buildings in the surrounding area were turned into ruins.
At the moment when the iron folding fan collided with the First Yang Dao Sword, Zhuo Wen's eyes were filled with coldness, and as soon as he stepped on the air, a dull explosion sounded, and Zhuo Wen flew towards Jiang Binhan below like a meteor at an extremely fast speed.
Jiang Binhan naturally also saw the approaching Zhuo Wen. His eyes were cold, and with a flick of his finger, he took out a long sword with purple runes all over its body.
"The Heaven-defying Holy Treasure Purple Sword!"
Jiang Binhan snorted, holding the Purple Sword, and suddenly raised it towards the sky. Countless purple runes on the sword's body surged with extremely blazing purple light, and soon these purple lights finally converged into a terrifying sword light.
Soaring into the sky.
"Another heaven-defying holy treasure. This Jiang Binhan is basically a mobile treasure house. Not only does he possess a sub-immortal weapon, he also owns three heaven-defying holy treasures by himself."
Looking at the purple sword in Jiang Binhan's hand, Zhuo Wen was extremely surprised. Even he was shocked by the number of treasures Jiang Binhan had on him.
"The Killing Underworld Finger!"
Zhuo Wen pointed with his right hand, and two hundred and twenty drops of Huangquan water adhered to his index finger. Suddenly, the index finger seemed to be plated with gold, bursting out with a dazzling golden light.
Ding!
With one finger falling, Zhuo Wen's long hair moved automatically, and a sense of killing emerged from his body. It was as if at this moment, Zhuo Wen was transformed into the ancient god of death, walking step by step with endless killing.
Ever since he saw the scene of Canglong Taoist using the real Killing Underworld Finger at the Blood Cauldron Spirit, Zhuo Wen had a completely different understanding and application of the Killing Underworld Finger.
This point is many times more powerful than the Killing Underworld Finger he used before.
Boom!
The purple sword light was extremely fast, and it flew in front of Zhuo Wen in an instant. Zhuo Wen's eyes grew cold, and he pointed at the sword light, and immediately there was a continuous blasting sound in the air.
With one finger falling, the purple sword light stopped for an instant, and then countless cracks appeared on the surface, and it immediately shattered.
Whoosh!
The strong wind roared, and Zhuo Wen continued to fall like a meteorite. His eyes were focused on Jiang Binhan, and a murderous intention swept out, which actually made Jiang Binhan's heart feel chilly.
"A mere Yangtian Holy Realm can actually unleash such terrifying combat power. You are comparable to those evil geniuses in Middle-earth. But now that you have met me, so... you are destined to perish."
Jiang Binhan snorted, and actually took out another golden talisman. He held the golden talisman in his left hand and pressed it on his chest. The golden talisman instantly melted into his chest.
In an instant, the aura on Jiang Binhan's body continued to rise, his eyes shot out two golden lights, and the tips of his hair were dyed golden.
At this moment, Jiang Binhan, who was originally supposed to be in the sky-defying holy realm, now had his aura rising steadily after being integrated into the golden talisman, and finally climbed to the peak of the heaven-defying holy realm.
"It's just Yangtian Holy Realm, but I want to see how you can jump two levels to fight me?"
Jiang Binhan's mouth showed a mocking smile, and he kicked his legs. Countless cracks began to appear on the ground, and then it collapsed into ruins, while Jiang Binhan rose into the sky like a furious army.
boom!
Jiang Binhan passed by Zhuo Wen in an instant. At that moment, he slashed at Zhuo Wen with a sword, and the target was clearly Zhuo Wen's vital part.
Zhuo Wen's Killing Underworld Finger suddenly came out, and it was accurately placed on the tip of the Purple Sword. There was only a ding-dong sound, the Purple Sword remained motionless, and Zhuo Wen couldn't help but retreat violently.
"Haha! Your cultivation level is still too low. How can you compete with me now? I won't kill you today, I will just maim you. That thing on your body will definitely belong to me."
Jiang Binhan laughed wantonly, kicked into the air, held the Purple Sword, and continued to attack Zhuo Wen.
Bang bang bang!
The two fought again, and Jiang Binhan, whose aura was soaring, was as if he had taken an aphrodisiac, as if he had endless energy, while Zhuo Wen was retreating steadily under his offensive, and was suppressed to death.
But Zhuo Wen was extremely calm. He quietly looked at Jiang Binhan who was like an angry lion in front of him, his eyes were very cold.
"Zhuo Wen has been suppressed to death. If he doesn't use a hundred moves, he will be defeated!" Shui Hui in the crowd said in a deep voice, his eyes bright as fire.
The beautiful woman beside him had piercing eyes. Her eyes did not fall on Jiang Binhan, but on Zhuo Wen's calm, demonic gaze.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen's calmness made the beautiful woman surprised, even strange, and a little suspicious.
"Maybe not!" The beautiful woman looked back and murmured.
"Now you can only be beaten passively, Zhuo Wen. Now it's too late for you to beg for mercy. Your future destiny is destined to be in my hands."
Jiang Binhan grinned, clenched his fingers tightly, held the Purple Sword, and slashed out fiercely. In an instant, ten purple sword shadows appeared in front of him, and then the ten sword shadows quickly differentiated, and ten transformed into hundreds, and hundreds transformed into thousands.
, thousands of transformations, all the eyes are filled with purple sword shadows.
"Zi Luo Wan Zhan!"
As soon as he finished speaking, thousands of purple sword shadows, like purple pythons, flew and danced in mid-air, rushing towards Zhuo Wen one after another, drowning Zhuo Wen in an instant.
However, the moment Zhuo Wen's figure was submerged, Zhuo Wen's cold and demonic eyes fell through the gap and fell on Jiang Binhan. He said calmly: "You can't control my destiny..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhuo Wen completely disappeared into countless purple sword shadows.
"It's ridiculous, you've already come to this point, and you still dare to say such nonsense."
Jiang Binhan's face was full of sneers, but soon, his expression changed. He heard two sounds piercing the air, coming from his left and right sides, and he was pinned in the center.
"who?"
Jiang Binhan's eyes were cold, and the purple sword slashed out suddenly, two purple sword lights flashing out.
The figures of the two figures did not change, but two giant mountains suddenly fell from the void behind the two figures. These two giant mountains pressed down on the top, directly annihilating the two sword lights.
Boom boom!
The two giant mountains continued their momentum and blasted towards Jiang Binhan, intending to crush him into a pulp.
Jiang Binhan did not dare to neglect, he spread out his body skills and stepped back suddenly, trying to avoid the attack of these two giant mountains.
However, the moment Jiang Binhan stepped back, an extremely strong aura rushed from behind him.
Jiang Binhan turned his head suddenly, saw the figure rushing behind him, his pupils shrank slightly, and he exclaimed: "How come you...appeared behind me..."