She stood there, her beautiful eyes showed cold light, and she stared at the young man in front of her like this.
The battle hit here, Ye Fan’s strength, obviously has far exceeded Xue Zhao’s expectations.
“What, Xuezhao?”
“Do you still want to fight?”
“Do you think you still have the possibility of winning?”
“On defense, I have the Dragon God Protector, but you don’t.”
“In terms of attack, you have the Qinglian Sword Art, and I also have it.”
“If you continue to fight, you have no chance of winning.”
“If you still have integrity, hold a sword and kill yourself.”
Ye Fan said coldly.
When Xue Zhao heard this, she shook her head and smiled. ,
“Chu Tianfan, do you really think that if you cultivate the Qinglian Sword Art like me, I can’t deal with you?”
“You don’t understand the Qinglian sword intent at all, and you don’t know the subtlety of the Qinglian sword art.”
“It can only be said that you just learned a little bit, not the essence.”
“Next, the god of heaven, let you see the true power of Qinglian Sword Art.”
Under the sky, the cold and majestic voice of Xue Zhao could not help sounding.
She slowly raised her head, her aura, like a raging fire, converging and rising at a terrifying speed.
The original solitary world, after a short while, the wind suddenly started.
Everyone saw that the majestic strength between the surrounding sky and the earth, like a tide, gathered in front of Xuezhao.
Until the end, a cyan light lotus quietly bloomed under the feet of Xue Zhao.
“This…”
“This…”
Seeing this dreamlike scene, Mochizukihe and others were stunned.
They looked up at Xinghe, staring blankly, their eyebrows were shocked.
Qinglian swayed, light and shadow intertwined.
Xuezhao at this time is like the god of Sichun coming to the world.
Holy, majestic!
Cool and refined!
The next moment, under everyone’s trembling eyes, I saw the snow dancing with the sword among the green lotus.
Under the influence of her power, the Qinglian under her feet turned into thousands of swords in an instant.
“Qinglian Sword Art, Thousand Sword Slash!”
Whoosh whoosh~
In the cold shout, the sword lights flew out almost at the same time.
Everywhere in the eyes, long swords flew, and the blue light swept across.
The overwhelming power, only if the waves swept.
Toward Ye Fan, cut away instantly!
And Ye Fan, also in a hurry, made several swords.
However, under Xue Zhao’s power that swept the world, Ye Fan’s attack was too small.
At the moment of the encounter, Xuezhao’s surging sword intent shattered all Ye Fan’s attacks with a force of destruction.
After that, the remaining power remained undiminished, and Ye Fan was swallowed instantly.
Phoo~
The wind was violent and the vegetation was shaking wildly.
The snow illuminates the divine might, sweeping the Quartet.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Mochizuki and the others were only shocked.
“Is this the true power of Xuezhaotianjin?”
“With a single sword, the sun, moon and stars are all dimmed.”
Mochizuki sighed in his heart.
Once the sea is hard to be watered.
After seeing Xuezhaotian’s sword intent, Mochizuki could only feel that his achievement in swordsmanship was really too far away!
When Mochizuki River’s heart trembled, the chaotic place ahead, the sword energy was still sweeping, lingering.
I don’t know how long it took before it disappeared, revealing the thin and tall figure in it.
“Ok?”
“Does that bastard hold on?”
Seeing Ye Fan still standing peacefully, Mochizuki and the others were suddenly shocked, and their pupils shrank.
However, as soon as their voices fell, Ye Fan’s body trembled suddenly between Tianhe. After that, the whole person’s aura, like a deflated balloon, instantly wilted.
In the end, Ye Fan could no longer bear his internal injuries.
Chuckle~
A mouthful of blood came out immediately.
Red dots, blood shed.
How dazzling is that scarlet under the dark night?
At that moment, Qian Chi Jing Qiao’s face was pale, Miyamoto’s eyes were full of despair, and Iwai Zen wailed in his heart.
Dragon Lord, he is defeated~
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