One claw, tear the golden stone!
Zhao Yifan spouted blood, his chest was bloody and bloody, but the corners of his mouth showed a cold meaning. When he spoke fiercely, another sword flew out of his mouth. The sword was approaching Meng Hao, and when he was about to penetrate, Meng Hao With strange light in his eyes, he roared.
The roar was shocking and ripples. The sword could not help but pause. At this moment, Meng Hao's right hand was like the wind, and the method of picking the stars suddenly unfolded. He grabbed the sword, squeezed it fiercely, and clicked the sword. As it shattered, Zhao Yifan spewed blood again.
But he took this opportunity to jump up.
"The true body of Faxiang!" His expression was crazy. Even now, he still did not admit defeat. When the words came out, his Faxiang disappeared and merged with his body. In the blink of an eye, a huge figure measuring more than two thousand meters, Appeared in mid-air.
The same is Zhao Yifan.
"Fang Mu, this battle is not over yet!" When Zhao Yifan roared, his right hand was raised, and the Yunfeng Sword immediately turned into a phantom, slashing towards Meng Hao.
Almost at the moment when this great sword fell, Meng Hao closed his eyes, and when he opened it again, his magical form disappeared. After merging with his body, the same giant of more than two thousand meters appeared in the world. The casters lifted up, and after touching the sword that came, the two faced off again in mid-air.
When the booming sound came out, all the people at the Ninth Mountain and Sea outside were short of breath.
"They are too strong!!"
"Whether it is Zhao Yifan or Fang Mu, although they are not immortals yet, the fake immortals are in front of them, like ants, killing them if they want, even if they are true immortals, they are not their opponents!"
"The two of them are just the pinnacle of the spiritual realm, but even if I have opened thirty channels, they are still shocking!"
"Too strong!!"
"If the two of them truly become immortals, they will definitely have more than ninety channels in the future!"
In the Star Palace, the elders of the various sects kept their eyes on them. Although any one of them could sweep Fang and Zhao, the excitement of this stop was equally stunning. After all... it's just a battle in the spiritual realm. In Zhao Yifan and Meng Hao, they saw the supreme figure of the future.
"The same two-thousand-thousand-zhang physiognomy, this is comparable to the two realms of immortals, in the tenth realm of the immortal, every time one more realm is left, the dharma will increase by thousands of feet!"
"The two of them have accumulated rich and thin hair. Then Zhao Yifan suppressed in the spiritual realm for a long time, in order to wait for the true fairy to become a true fairy with the help of immortal vines. It can be concluded that his cultivation speed in the fairyland, under the explosion, I am afraid that within a hundred years, it will become the pinnacle of the fairyland!"
"This Fangmu is the same if you want to. Almost all the Tianjiao in the Ninth Mountain and Sea are like this!"
On the ring, the battle between Meng Hao and Zhao Yifan was still going on. Meng Hao did not start with all his strength, because even if he had rekindled his magical thoughts, he could feel that there was a faintly terrifying breath hidden in Zhao Yifan, and this breath did not show up. Before going out, Meng Hao didn't want to show his true strength.
During the roar, Zhao Yifan's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes. He had already expanded everything he could control, but he was still not the opponent of the person in front of him, and he was still backing away at this moment.
"I'm not reconciled!" Zhao Yifan's eyes flashed murderously. When he backed away, he suddenly took a deep breath. In a blink of an eye, a tangled rattan appeared on his body. The rattan exuded a soft light and a voice. Ups and downs, that is Tongxian Vine.
At this moment, Zhao Yifan yelled up to the sky, and the celestial vine on his body was shining brightly, and his body was trembling and swelling again, becoming three thousand zhang! !
With a body of three thousand feet, at this moment, a shocking power burst out. Zhao Yifan's power was very difficult to control. It was the strongest power that he had acquired at the expense of this Immortal Vine.
The ninth mountain and sea people from the outside world were all shocked when they saw this scene.
"He was suppressing the cultivation level before!!"
"Oh my God, he is... a cultivation base comparable to the Three Realms Immortal!!"
"Fang Mu is going to lose!!"
Zhao Yifan's eyes were a little fuzzy, and the world in front of him was only Meng Hao. At this moment, there was only one consciousness in his mind, defeating Fang Mu!
boom!
Zhao Yifan's body shook, his momentum was overwhelming, and the moment was approaching, the sword aura in all directions, the emptiness shattered, and with a roar, he fought again with Meng Hao.
Meng Hao's eyes flashed, and the flames all over his body burst out. In the black sea of fire, his Dharma body also exploded and climbed in this instant, becoming three thousand feet!
At this moment, the sounds of the Ninth Mountains and Seas of the outside world inhaled one after another, and everyone on this tree also heard bursts of unbelievable inhalation sounds.
"Oh my God, Fang Mu is also hiding his cultivation base, and it is also... comparable to the Three Realm Immortals!!"
"Who can win this battle, after all... who is the first!"
With a roar, Meng Hao and Zhao Yifan suddenly confronted each other in mid-air. The two confronted hundreds of times in the blink of an eye. The ground trembled, the golden ring vibrated, and cracks appeared in the surrounding nothingness.
Zhao Yifan showed despair. He spewed blood out of his bitterness, and his body kicked back. He had already unfolded everything and used everything, but the person in front of him was still invincible.
"No, I haven't used all of it yet, I still have the second best of the five best swords, but..."
There was madness in Zhao Yifan's eyes, and when he backed away, he looked at Meng Hao violently.
"Fang Mu, take out your strongest cultivation base, you and I will decide the outcome!" In the words, Zhao Yifan laughed up to the sky, that smile was crazy and more dedicated to victory, his body trembled, faintly Suddenly, a burning breath burst out.
At this moment, his body of Dharma form emits a shocking light. In this light, it actually... shrinks visible to the naked eye.
That's... Dharma phase blew up! !
"Taihang Sword Pond, Wu Jue Sword, also known as Five Immortal Sword, with my power, can only unfold the first one, and now, with the power of the detonation of the law, I will unfold the second one!"
"Fang Mu, if you can't resist, you will be defeated in this battle!" As Zhao Yifan spoke, his Faxiang roared and became smaller and smaller, but his horror aura became stronger and stronger.
All the people in the Ninth Mountain and Sea from the outside world buzzed. In the Star Palace, the elders of the various sects stood up, and the elders of Taihang Sword Pond stomped their feet.
"Impulsive!" He frowned, looking at the picture in the whirlpool, his expression gloomy.
"Fang Mu, after this blow, I no longer have the power to make a move. If I don't die, I will have to retreat and heal my injuries. It may be difficult to create another form, but Zhao has no regrets!"
"This battle, this blow, I only have one hope, let me take a look... the strongest you!" Zhao Yifan's body has changed from three thousand feet to three hundred feet, and his momentum is constantly rising. It was monstrous, the nothingness around him was shattered, and even the ring below was trembling.
Meng Hao looked at Zhao Yifan’s eyes. What he saw was a gaze frantic for fighting. In silence, Meng Hao nodded. The magical thoughts on his body all exploded. When the black flames shook the sky, his body, and then One time expansion!
Three thousand and one hundred feet, three thousand and five hundred feet, three thousand and nine hundred feet... until...
Four thousand feet! !
The figure stood between the sky and the earth, roaring from all directions, and all the monks on the Taoist tree were shocked to the extreme. They had never heard of someone who could be in the spiritual realm, comparable to the fairy of the four realms! !
With Zhao Yifan, they can understand that, after all, there is the blessing of the Immortal Vine, which makes everything full of possibilities and explanations, and Meng Hao's law does not have the Immortal Vine!
This is... more terrible! !
The ninth mountain from the outside world was shocked to the extreme at this moment. When the buzzing echoed, the sound of expectation spread all over the surroundings.
"Zhao Yifan blew himself up, in exchange for the strongest sword of life, and this Fang Mu... he is actually comparable to the Four Realms Fairy!!"
"The victory or defeat is about to appear, between them, who... is the first!!"
This time's trial, this time's arena, the most eye-catching moment, has arrived!
At the moment when everyone was gazing intently, Zhao Yifan's body had shrunk to the size of an ordinary person. His 3,000-zhang facial features all collapsed, and this collapsed force condensed into a sword in his hand!
This sword is ordinary!
"Five Jue Swords, Second Jue... Ask the immortal, why break the mortal dust!" When Zhao Yifan's voice came out, he raised his right hand and his eyes showed unprecedented precision. This sword is his life and his face. It is his will and everything to him!
A sword lifted, suddenly fell, the sword was released, and became a heavenly sword, as if it could cut off the mortal dust, as if asking the immortal, mortal dust... Constantly breaking!
During the roar, when this sword was cut, Meng Hao took a deep breath, 80% of the power of the true immortal, the power of the immortal veins in the body, at this moment, fully exploded, and in the roar, his fascinating hands pinched the tactics. , Impressively... There has been a day of immortal veins!
This immortal vein was like shredded tobacco, when it swirled around, an immortal aura exploded, condensed on the strongest punch that Meng Hao showed at this moment, and the sword that came, directly met in the middle of the ring.
Almost at the moment when they touched each other, the roaring roar spread across the entire Taoist tree, spreading from all directions, scrolling into nothingness, affecting all the people of Ninth Mountain and Sea outside, causing all the elders in the Starry Sky Palace to breathe shortly.
Boom boom boom!
The sound seemed to open to the sky, and a huge vortex suddenly appeared. The vortex was huge in the blink of an eye, and it actually covered the golden ring. Its aura became stronger and stronger, condensing the power of Meng Hao and Zhao Yifan. At this moment, after the intensity reached its extreme, There was a crash!
Amid the roar, a strong force rose from the whirlpool and swept all around. Zhao Yifan was the first to bear the brunt and couldn't bear it. In his sorrowful laugh, he understood that he had failed.
He spouted blood, his whole body clicked and cracked, and after he broke most of his bones, he was thrown fiercely out of the Taoist tree.
"Failed..." Zhao Yifan murmured before losing consciousness. He saw that in the impact, Meng Hao was still holding on, and he himself had lost consciousness.
With Meng Hao, after Zhao Yifan lost consciousness, blood spurted out. The magical flame on his body was extinguished in an instant, and there was a hint of clarity in his eyes, but his body retreated uncontrollably and roared under the impact. He was thrown out of the ring!
Almost the moment he was thrown out...
The figure who was always hovering outside, losing half of his head, suddenly showed greed and excitement in his eyes. The speed was so fast that he went straight to Meng Hao who was thrown out of the ring with a thud and was in the immortal ruins.