Wuji Tongtian

Chapter 296 Three-Yuan Sword Finger
Yang Fan shrugged and said, "You are not a beauty, why should I follow you?"

Zhen Wuyi shook his head with a smile and said: "It seems that you don't want to, then you just get out of the way, I really appreciate you and don't want to take your life."

While speaking, he glanced at the battle on the high platform, the second elder and the first elder could hardly hold on anymore.

Yang Fan also took a look, and found that although the Second Elder and the First Elder had difficulty persevering, they still had no intention of retreating.As the battle intensified, both men had wounds on their bodies and blood flowed from them.

It looks very tragic!
But even so, the madness on the faces of the two of them became even more obvious, with an attitude of not giving up until they die.

Yang Fan felt a chill in his heart, and when he thought of Zhen Qiao's appearance just now, he felt that Zhen Wuyi's method of forcibly improving his strength simply turned the warrior into a lunatic.

"Sorry, I can't agree." Yang Fan stretched his neck and said.

The smile on Zhen Wuyi's face disappeared immediately, and his expression became cold: "Then you are looking for death!"

He was not in the mood to continue talking to the kid in front of him. The Second Elder and the First Elder were about to lose their hold, so he had to leave quickly.

With his current strength, it is still impossible to escape from the hands of the strong in Nirvana.

"elder brother!"

At this time, Zhen Xinru came over and shouted hastily.

Zhen Wuyi glanced at Zhen Xinru, but there was no emotion in his gaze.

"Brother, what the hell are you going to do, stop!" Zhen Xinru shouted loudly, with a hint of hope on her face, she hoped that Zhen Wuyi could return to her previous appearance.

At this moment, other people also noticed the situation here, and looked over one after another.

Zhen Wuyi looked at Zhen Xinru, and said, "I'm not your brother, at least, I haven't been since three years ago. I have prepared for three years before I have this situation."

"Unfortunately, it's not fun at all."

While speaking, Zhen Wuyi walked towards Yang Fan step by step, with his right hand hanging by his side bent into a claw.Wisps of blue-black light continuously gathered in the palm of his hand.

The next moment, Zhen Wuyi made a move.

As if a light and shadow swept across, it came to Yang Fan in an instant, and the light ball formed by the condensed blue-black light directly printed on Yang Fan's chest.

Seeing Zhen Wuyi make a move, the expressions of the surrounding people were all terrified.

Although Yang Fan is strong and can kill Zhen Qiao, who is so powerful, with one move, Zhen Wuyi is the eighth level of refining gods after all.

Faced with Zhen Wuyi's fierce attack, Yang Fan is definitely very dangerous.

Even Zhen Xinru couldn't help shouting: "Yang Fan, don't stop him, let him go!"

For Yang Fan, Zhen Xinru was grateful from the bottom of her heart.She doesn't want Yang Fan to get hurt, since Zhen Wuyi is leaving, and now her father and others are being entangled again, don't stop her.

Forcibly blocking them, they are not strong enough, and they will be the ones who will be injured in the end, or even lose their lives.

Yang Fan didn't care about Zhen Xinru's words.Focusing his eyes on Zhen Wuyi's sudden attack, Yang Fan took out the Youquan Knife almost without hesitation.

Grasping the handle of the knife, he didn't even have time to pull out the knife, but the scabbard was attached to his chest.

clang!
The blue-black light bombarded the scabbard, and Yang Fan slid out immediately, leaving two clear marks on the ground with his feet.

While stabilizing his body, Yang Fan swung his arm and directly threw the scabbard out.Like an arrow, the scabbard shot at Zhen Wuyi who continued to charge.

With a wave of his hand, the scabbard was swept away.

Zhen Wuyi's entire right hand was surrounded by blue-black light, and then all the blue-black light got into his right hand.

Immediately, Zhen Wuyi's right hand turned blue-black, reflecting an indestructible luster.It seems that this right hand is made of metal.

Yang Fan's eyes were serious, and the power fluctuations emanating from Zhen Wuyi's right hand definitely reached a terrifying level.

First, he punched out with his left hand, and white brilliance swept across.

shock!
The fist was pinched by Zhen Wuyi's right hand, and the power of the tremor was crushed abruptly by him.

This kind of tactic was often used by Yang Fan to deal with others, but now, it was used by Zhen Wuyi to deal with him.This taste is definitely not good.

The power gushing out from the opponent's right hand was extremely powerful, Yang Fan tried his best to break free and took two steps back.

At the same time, the Youquan Knife held tightly brought up a blade glow that could freeze even life, and slashed towards Zhen Wuyi.

This knife was ruthless and fast, and it was completely aimed at Zhen Wuyi's head.

At this moment, Yang Fan will not naively think that this is a sparring session.

Zhen Wuyi's attack was extremely fierce and fatal.If he had any benevolence, he would be the one who died in the end.

"I don't have time to play with you!"

Zhen Wuyi's bluish-black right hand clenched his fist and slammed out, shattering the sword light.And Youquan's knife cut on the fist, as if it had hit steel.

With a bang, Yang Fan himself was forced to retreat again by the force of the shock.

At this time, on the other side of the battlefield, the Second Elder and the First Elder were all seriously injured and were already struggling for the last time.It won't be long before the battle is completely over.

There was a hint of anxiety in Zhen Wuyi's eyes, and the gaze he looked at Yang Fan completely cooled down.

"If you want to die yourself, then I will help you!" Zhen Wuyi's voice became icy cold, and his figure flitted out again.

The blue-black color on his right hand started from the wrist and gradually faded towards the fingertips.

Zhen Wuyi put his index finger and middle finger together, pointing out like a sharp sword, and the blue-black color that kept fading all gathered on the sword finger.

Immediately afterwards, from the fingertip of the sword finger, a blue-black sword light appeared, as if it was real.

"Triple Sword Finger!"

Jianmang seemed to ignore the distance in space, and appeared in front of Yang Fan's heart in an instant.Before the sword light touched Yang Fan's body, the astonishing sharpness caused the clothes on Yang Fan's chest to be damaged.

Everyone around, even just looking at Jianmang, already had goosebumps all over their bodies.

However, the one-foot-long sword light seemed to be able to split the earth.This force, even a martial artist who is also a warrior of the eighth level of refining gods, is difficult to resist.

Zhen Xinru's face was full of nervousness and worry, her eyes widened as she watched the sword light stab Yang Fan's heart.

She yelled frantically in her heart: "Hide, hide quickly!"

However, he had already forgotten about it, and just stared at it.

At this moment, everyone seemed to have seen the ending, the scene where Yang Fan was killed by Jianmang.

At this critical juncture, Yang Fan was calmer than ever, and there seemed to be a strange light emerging from the depths of his pupils.

The Eye of All Magic!

This is the complete activation of this innate supernatural power. The sword glow he saw with both eyes is composed of countless lines, and even Zhen Wuyi is surrounded by countless lines.

The true essence circulated in the meridians, and the powerful force filled Yang Fan's body.

Only Yang Fan's strong physical body can easily withstand this sudden surge of power, and he can also finely control this power.

The next moment, Yang Fan slashed out.

Chopped on the thinnest and most fragile silk thread.

boom!
With one slash, the sword glow cut the thread, and then the sword glow shattered directly.And, like a chain reaction, it caused other threads to be disordered.

(End of this chapter)