The Unrivaled Divine Emperor

Boom, boom!

Chen Fan strode forward, walking like a dragon and a tiger, his aura sweeping across the sky and shaking the space.

He displayed the "Unbeatable King Fist", with three heads and six arms, and walked like an unbeaten god of war.

The fierce and domineering fist rushed out like a dragon, and the air exploded inch by inch, with a crackling sound.

The people below were trembling with fear under Chen Fan's fierce aura, their legs were weak, their faces were pale, and they looked at Chen Fan as if they were looking at a god of death.

They had no doubt that if they faced Chen Fan's fierce and violent fist, they would be powerless to stop it and would be torn into pieces in an instant.

"Hmph!"

Facing Chen Fan's ridicule, Feng Tianxia snorted coldly, and his eyes suddenly shot out an extremely cold light.

"Cut!"

His right arm was raised suddenly, and his true energy was entangled, as if it was the sharpest long sword in the world, and it was swung down towards the space in front of him.

Hand knife!

With a swish, the space made a sound like cloth being torn apart.

Immediately, a knife shadow appeared, as if it was a blade that could lift the sky, slashing down in the air, the sun and the moon were dim, and everything would be destroyed by this knife.

Bang bang bang bang bang...

In an instant, Chen Fan's fierce and domineering fist force completely fell apart and shattered under this knife, and a series of explosions sounded, setting off an even more violent hurricane and gale.

"Go!"

Chen Fan's forward momentum was not affected at all. He still walked like a dragon and a tiger, and his fingers formed a sword. The true essence shot out from his fingertips, making a swish sound, and swung it out.

The sword energy shot out, and the whole space was instantly wrapped by this surging and sharp sword energy. The air directly became the sword energy, and between the movements, a three-meter-long sword shadow was formed, slashing down in the air.

At the level of Chen Fan and Feng Tianxia, ​​they have the power to turn iron into mud and to turn qi into a knife or a sword with every move they make. They have practiced qigong to the point where they can use it freely and reach the pinnacle.

"Destroy!"

Feng Tianxia also did not dodge, opened his five fingers and pressed down suddenly.

Boom!

The space made a sound of being overwhelmed, and then a palm print appeared, sweeping everything. The sword energy that swept in like a river of swords was directly flattened and disappeared.

"Feng Tianxia, ​​show your true ability, this method is useless to me!"

Chen Fan's cold voice sounded, and a sword appeared in his palm, Wu Ye!

"Kill!"

Chen Fan's true energy exploded under his feet, and the whole thing shot out like a catapult.

The cold sword light flashed in the sky, and the next moment, sword lights appeared in all directions of Feng Tianxia, ​​cutting everything.

Facing Chen Fan's attack, Feng Tianxia's eyes shrank, and a violent wave of air rushed out from his body, shaking the space, and immediately collided with the countless sword qi that swept over.

"Chen Fan, I have to say that you are indeed powerful. You have the cultivation of the third level of the Condensation Dan Realm, but you have a combat power that is not weaker than the fourth level of the Condensation Dan Realm. Very good, very good!"

With a clang, the sound of a long sword being unsheathed sounded.

The next moment, a cold blood-red light appeared between heaven and earth.

I saw that a precious sword appeared in Feng Tianxia's hand.

This precious sword was blood-red and as thin as a cicada's wing. There was a strange two-headed beast on the handle. The blade was intertwined with textures, and the cold light was fierce and soul-stirring.

"Demon Sword Blood Sky!"

Immediately, the saints in the air suddenly shrank their eyes and recognized the blood sword in Feng Tianxia's hand.

"Die!"

Feng Tianxia shouted coldly, and with a swing, he slashed at Chen Fan.

A streak of blood light, like a blood line, directly broke the air, and appeared in front of Chen Fan without a sound.

Immediately, Chen Fan felt a breath of death enveloping him, which shocked him.

He moved his feet, and flew backwards. At the same time, he waved his arms, Wu Ye danced, and the cold sword aura shot out. Sword auras formed in front of him, forming a sword aura shield.

Bang!

This streak of blood light suddenly hit the sword aura shield, and the terrible killing power burst out, breaking the sword aura shield in an instant, forming a series of randomly surging airflows, cutting the battlefield with traces of varying depths.

Chen Fan's eyes fell on the blood knife in Feng Tianxia's hand, and he shrank suddenly.

This blood knife gave him a sense of danger, and it was obviously not an ordinary magic weapon.

He estimated that this blood knife was at least a fourth-level magic weapon, and it was very likely to have reached the level of a fine product, which was similar to his iron spear.

No wonder the knife slashed at him just now made him feel the breath of danger.

The knife forced Chen Fan to retreat, but Feng Tianxia did not chase him. He looked at Chen Fan with cold eyes, as if he was looking at a dead person, and said: "I have to say that you should feel extremely proud that I can use the blood sky to deal with you."

"Blood sky?"

Hearing Feng Tianxia's words, Chen Fan narrowed his eyes, and then nodded and said: "It is a good knife, but it's a pity that it fell into your hands. It's just a pearl covered in dust. Well, after you die, this blood sky will naturally be my trophy, Chen Fan, and I will let it shine with the light it should have."

"You dare to be so arrogant when you are about to die!" Feng Tianxia sneered, "I'm not afraid to tell you that when the blood sky was unsheathed, your death was doomed!"

Chen Fan shook his head and said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, fight!"

"Hmph, bloody sky!"

The murderous intent in Feng Tianxia's eyes burst out fiercely, and his body moved and shot out, as if teleporting, and he appeared above Chen Fan, holding the knife with both hands, slashing down wildly.

Woo, woo, woo, woo...

Immediately, a series of terrible blood-colored knife lights fell like bloody rain.

The terrifying knife energy burst out, disrupting the space, and fell on the battlefield with a hissing sound, immediately plowing out traces.

Chen Fan immediately felt a great sense of oppression coming down, as if a god of death had descended from the sky, holding a bloody knife, slashing down, and the starry sky was about to be chopped apart.

As soon as the magic knife came out, bloody sky rained!

"Roar!"

Under this powerful oppressive force, Chen Fan suddenly let out a long roar, the sound was like rolling thunder, shaking all directions, and the air exploded in a chain under his roar.

Swish!

His figure suddenly rose from the ground, like a roc spreading its wings, and the fierce and sharp sword energy surrounded him like a nebula, forming a sword aura with even stronger attack power.

In an instant, Chen Fan used the "Nine Swords of Wind Demon" to the extreme, transformed into a wind demon, holding a sharp blade, breaking through the sky, and violently colliding with Feng Tianxia.

Clang clang clang clang...

Immediately, the crisp sound of metal colliding rang out.

There were fire trees and silver flowers in the air, and the violent airflow was madly agitated, directly wrapping up the figures of Chen Fan and Feng Tianxia.

People with the cultivation level of Yuanfu Realm could not see the fight between the two people clearly, they could only see the two people constantly shifting and changing positions in the storm, colliding wildly, and bursting out clusters of sparks.