At this moment, the many black dragon disciples around felt their hearts trembling.
The tall dragon list and everything seemed to disappear without a trace in an instant. The sight was completely filled with the bright stream of light. The terrifying aura surging out of the knife and the explosion that seemed to be able to destroy The power is as powerful as heaven destroying the earth, as if it wants to completely tear the human soul into pieces.
"Roar!"
Suddenly, a loud shout woke everyone up, and when they looked around, it was Fan Qian who swung the golden sword in his hand at an astonishing speed. The door-panel-like blade flew through the void, carrying a fierce and unparalleled energy, and struck the long sword that Tang Huan was slashing at.
"boom!"
In the explosion sound that sounded like cracking gold and cracking rocks, Tang Huan and Fan Qian retreated twenty or thirty meters almost at the same time. The powerful and frightening energy rolled around like wild waves, causing bursts of sound. Howling, wherever it passed, the void revealed violent ripples that could be seen with the naked eye.
The many black dragon disciples standing far away were once again forced to retreat.
"Whizzing!"
Tang Huan and Fan Qian, who had just stabilized their steps, did not hesitate at all. They once again resisted the raging energy and shot forward violently.
"laugh!"
The sharp roar started again, and the "Brahma God Thunder Sound Sword" in Tang Huan's hand struck out again. The sound was frightening and powerful, and he still used the sword death style inherited by the God of Casting. Fan Qian's movements were not slow at all. The giant sword immediately rolled up a golden stream of light and swept forward like a horse.
"boom!"
"boom!"
“…”
It fell back again and again, hit again and again, and earth-shattering explosions were heard one after another, shaking hundreds of miles away, making the ears of everyone around them ringing.
With just a snap of their fingers, Tang Huan and Fan Qian struck out nine swords as fast as lightning.
The people around were dazzled by what they saw, and the fierce energy surged in all directions, causing the space of tens of meters in front of the Longbang Monument to be in turmoil. However, the giant monument and the peak of the The ground was not damaged at all.
At this time, the shock in everyone's hearts was completely indescribable.
Previously, everyone was not optimistic about Tang Huan, thinking that this battle would definitely end in Tang Huan's disastrous defeat. They just wanted to see how much Tang Huan could withstand Fan Qian's giant sword. But the battle situation just now greatly exceeded everyone's expectations and completely subverted everyone's cognition.
Tang Huan and Fan Qian fought hard with nine swords one after another, and the situation turned out to be evenly matched.
"A master who has never lost in four hundred and ninety-nine battles is nothing more than that!"
Tang Huan pointed his sword forward, but instead of rushing out again, he sneered.
He used nine swords in a row, all of which were killing blows. Fan Qian was able to carry out all of them, which was indeed worthy of his peak cultivation level, but that was all. The reason why Tang Huan agreed to fight with him was firstly to test his own fighting prowess, and secondly to show his own strength so that no one would come to provoke him again.
Now, his goal has almost been achieved.
"Boy, this is just the beginning!"
Fan Gan roared like thunder, his huge eyes flashing with shock and anger.
Tang Huan's strength far exceeded his expectations. He thought that in this battle, he would be able to defeat Tang Huan with a devastating force, but unexpectedly, after nine consecutive bombardments, Tang Huan did not lose at all. But even so, he didn't think that Tang Huan would be his opponent. If they continued to fight, Tang Huan would definitely lose.
After all, he has two thousand Dao Crystals, and Tang Huan has only been in the realm of the ends of the earth for about a month. Tianyuan will never be as majestic and powerful as him.
"You think it's just the beginning, but I think it's over." Tang Huan smiled lightly.
"Finish?"
Fan Qian was stunned for a moment, then laughed wildly, "Boy, where did you get the confidence? You think you have defeated me, and you blocked my nine swords? How can I have my undefeated golden body with you? Being broken? How many more blows will I take from you!" With a roar, Fan Qian roared towards Tang Huan like a giant humanoid beast that had broken free from its cage. Tian Yuan in his body was billowing like a tide, crazily pouring into the golden giant knife in his hand.
However, after taking a few steps, Fan Qian seemed to have been hit by a body-holding spell.
His feet suddenly stopped, and an extremely incredible look appeared on his ugly face. His mouth was wide open, his eyes were wide open, and his two eyes slowly fell on the golden giant sword, with the golden blade emerging from it. The light dimmed at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye.
"What...what's going on?"
Fan Qian then murmured quietly as if he had seen a ghost.
Almost as soon as the words fell, crisp sounds of "click" and "click" suddenly sounded. On the broad blade, cracks were revealed, crisscrossed and intertwined, densely packed like a spider web. After a moment, This giant sword has completely dimmed.
"Quick, quick, look at Fan Gan's weapons!"
"His weapon was damaged!"
"Oh my god, Fan Gan's knife is an average, low-grade Taoist weapon!"
“…”
On the top of the peak, many monks who were originally confused immediately woke up after catching this scene, and they suddenly screamed one after another.
Judging from the situation, Fan Qian's weapon was not ordinary damage, but completely damaged, which meant that the golden giant sword had been completely scrapped and there was no possibility of repair. In those nine collisions between lightning and stone fire, Tang Huan actually completely destroyed Fan Qian's weapon.
After realizing this, everyone was completely shocked.
"Tang Huan, you actually destroyed my Taoist weapon?"
Fan Qian also woke up from a dream. He felt that his heart was bleeding continuously, and the expression on his face became extremely rich. Anger and shock emerged without any concealment. Although it was only a medium-grade Taoist weapon, it was It cost him 250,000 Dzi Beads, but it only took two years to be scrapped!
"Senior brother, I didn't expect you to be so childish."
Tang Huan's eyes flashed with a sarcastic smile, "I am a low-grade Tiangong who can easily forge perfect-quality Taoist tools. Naturally, the ones I use are also perfect-quality low-grade Taoist tools. Since you dare to use such a piece of junk to follow If we fight against each other, then we should expect that such a situation will occur."
"This sword I have is a middle-grade Taoist weapon, not a piece of junk." Fan Qian couldn't help roaring.
"Compared with the perfect low-grade Taoist tools I forged, what is the difference between a mid-level low-grade Taoist weapon like yours and junk?" Tang Huan sneered.
"you you… "
Fan Qian was so angry that he almost spit out his blood. Tang Huan was a low-grade heavenly craftsman, and every low-grade Taoist weapon he forged was of perfect quality. He indeed had the confidence and qualifications to say this, but he couldn't bear it. With this bad breath, "Tang Huan, I can defeat you even without weapons!" (To be continued)