Touch!
A loud noise suddenly came out. The black flame pillar and the sky-splitting sword of Baili Jingtian had collided fiercely, but they did not emit a strong shock wave.
Because... It was only at this moment that the energy generated after the collision was instantly burned into nothingness by the black thunderflame. Then, with a thud, the surging sword suddenly shattered from the tip of the sword, turned into the fuel of the flame pillar, and turned into nothingness.
And the flame pillar, also rapidly engulfed the strong sword light at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, one-third of the blade had melted, and it continued to erode, like a locust, along the place where the sword light came, it went against the current and eroded it all!
How is it possible?
His pupils couldn't help shrinking suddenly. Baili Jingtian couldn't help but be horrrible, and the cold sweat suddenly flowed out like a waterfall. He really didn't expect that Zhuo Fan still had this move. The black thunder flame could also attack from a long distance like a sword gas, and... the power was much more terrible than the thunder flame air shock just now.
But he didn't know that this sky-breaking thunder flame is the second heavy of the Kongming divine pupil, specializing in all kinds of boundary tricks. Originally, the attack power was the strongest move in the empty divine pupil, and it was the strongest killing weapon with the thunder flame.
No matter how powerful his swordsmanship is, he has not yet reached the strength of the sword king. When he encounters this powerful killing move that combines assault and corrosiveness, he has no ability to resist.
So, but seeing that Baili Jingtian was full of horrified face, with a seal in his hand, he was constantly strengthening the power of the sword, but it was still of no use.
With unparalleled momentum, the sky-breaking thunder and flame have smashed the powerful sword in an instant, and hit it straight to his forehead, in the blink of an eye. The terrible pressure made him smell the breath of death.
I couldn't help being shocked. Baili Jingtian wanted to retreat, but it was too late. In a hurry, the light in his hand flashed, and suddenly took out a strange sword shining with silver light and stood in front of him.
Bang!
Another earth-shattering loud noise burst in front of the ear, and the earth trembled. However, the black flame column stopped abruptly, was immediately blocked, and did not continue to swallow.
Seeing this scene, Baili Jingtian was stunned at first, and then grinned again and looked at Zhuo Fan proudly: "Hey, hey hey... Now I have found your black flame weakness. Although your thing is really powerful, it is not the time to destroy everything in the world. Although this silver moon cold light sword is not one of the five divine swords, it is a real twelve-grade spiritual soldier. There are elves of the cold ice pool born three thousand feet underground, and the power is only below the divine sword. Even if you are a strange black flame, you can't help but be lonely. And without this black power, how can you stand it, hahaha..."
Hearing this, everyone was stunned and looked at Zhuo Fan worriedly.
Zhuo Fan shook his eyebrows and didn't care. He just narrowed his eyes slightly and lowered his head and muttered, "If there are elves who have spiritual soldiers who have entered the master, they can join the flow of holy soldiers, but even so, as long as it is not a sixth-grade holy soldier, why can't this world-desting thunder?"
The corners of his mouth crossed an evil arc, and Zhuo Fan was silent.
When Baili Jingtian saw this, he shook his eyebrows and looked at him strangely.
Why... Is he short of words or thinking of a solution?
In fact, he just deliberately shouted and provoked Zhuo Fan, just to see if this kid still has a back trick, but now Zhuo Fan's reaction makes him puzzled.
Is there no plan to do, or is there any conspiracy?
But soon, he knew that Zhuo Fan was not helpless, nor was he conspiring, because there was no need at all. Even if he took out the rare twelve-grade spiritual soldiers in the world, he had never occupied half of the edge of the winning opportunity!
Ka-ka-ka...
A crisp bursting sound rang through his ears. Baili Jingtian suddenly shivered, and his face froze in an instant. Then he stiffened his head and turned around. He looked at the silvery long sword, but he saw that dark cracks suddenly appeared on the crystal clear blade.
Then, the swelling black flames, like maggots, crawled out of the crack.
Hiss!
His eyes couldn't help shaking fiercely. Baili Jingtian couldn't help taking a breath of cool air, and his face turned pale in an instant. It was like holding the life-saving straw, holding the palm of the long sword tightly, and couldn't help shaking violently.
This... this sword...
Boom!
The shock in my heart was not over yet calmed down, but with a loud roar, the whole silver long sword, the twelve-grade spiritual soldier, burst open in an instant, turned into Taoist debris, and scattered in the air. And the surging thunder flame, like a bloodthirsty beast, swallowed everything with a breath, gnawing so much that there was no bone residue left.
Then, Lei Yan turned into a long snake and continued to shoot straight at Baili Jingtian, radiating the glory of death!
His legs couldn't stop shaking. Baili Jingtian's face was full of disbelief, and his brain was completely scared. He didn't move. How could he think that even the twelve-grade spiritual soldiers could not stop the fierce thunder.
By the way, what the hell is this thing? It's so perverted!
He was about to cry. Baili Jingtian wailed in his heart, but he couldn't care so much. He just saw that Lei Yan was coming, he instinctively shook his head and immediately flew out sideways. What a fierce dog's face.
If this kind of embarrassment is seen by other nobles of the Sword Star, his face as a prince will be completely lost.
But at this moment, in such a critical situation, he can't care so much.
Seeing the black thunder and flame flying into the distant sky, Baili Jingtian's head was covered with cold sweat, his face was terrified, he gasped heavily, and his face was even more pale.
But at least, this difficulty is barely over!
His eyebrows trembled more violently. After Baili Jingtian really had a handshake with Zhuo Fan, he finally understood what a terrible opponent he was.
Almost in one move, he felt like he was about to die.
Turning his head and looking deeply at Zhuo Fan below, Baili Jingtian's face was even more solemn, but he couldn't say a word anymore. Do you want to shout? He doesn't seem to have the confidence to shout now. He almost died at the hands of the other party just now.
Say a few harsh words, hurry away, and save your life? Ha ha... He felt that at this moment, as long as he turned around, and the other party would break the air with another thunder, he would die, but he had a 100,000-point spirit, and he didn't dare to be distracted. How could he have the heart to say cruel words!
At this time, Zhuo Fan was like a real god of death. He had stared at his figure fiercely, and his eyes were full of dead light. As long as he has a little mistake, he will die without a place to be buried.
So at this time, it's neither running away nor fighting. What should we do?
Wait!
That's right, Baili Jingtian is worthy of being the Prince of the Sword Star, with both literature and martial arts. This is very critical. When you encounter a demon against the sky, even if you can't beat it, it's the best way.
No matter what Zhuo Fan does, he just needs to hide. With his strength, as long as he doesn't respond and shows flaws, he can save his life. And he didn't run away, lest he expose his back to the enemy.
As long as he waits for even one master of the sword king to come, he will win!
Therefore, according to this idea, Baili Jingtian carefully stared at Zhuo Fan, but he didn't move. It's just that I'm still cursing in my heart. Baili Yuyu, a stinky woman, is really bad at intelligence work. What do you say about this kid? He's a soul-melting realm. Damn it, even if he is an ordinary master of Guiyuan, he is not as perverted as this kid.
I and these brothers were all killed by this woman!
But he didn't know that what Baili Yuyu said was all true. She saw that Zhuo Fan had made a move once, and she still had a big deal with Murongxue.
How did she know that he had so much strength that time?
Seeing that he didn't move, Zhuo Fan couldn't help being stunned, but soon guessed his intention. His eyes flashed and he laughed unconsciously. He also stood there silently, motionless, but his eyes were still staring at him.
With a trembling eyebrow, Baili Jingtian saw this and was puzzled again. Why didn't this boy do it? Waiting is good for me, and quick battle and quick decision are good for him. Why did he wait with me?
Isn't he afraid that when the sword king arrives, he will waste time with me like this, and then he will die without a place to be buried?
Baili Jingtian was strange in his heart, and his eyes were even more confused. He stood in the air motionless. The people below looked at the two people and were also a little confused, but soon they seemed to find something. They stared at the hundred-mile jingtian with a smile, pointing at each other, and their mouths exchanged heads and ears from time to time, all of which were sneer.
It seems to be saying, look at that fool, he really doesn't move like a wooden bump!
His eyelids couldn't help trembling. Baili Jingtian had completely felt the malice and ridicule of the people below, but he still did not move. He just stared at Zhuo Fan, showing a unruly look.
Humph, you ants don't know anything. This is called strategy. Do you understand strategy? Loneliness is not timid of war, but for the sake of victory and temporary patience, do you understand?
Humph, a bunch of uneducated things!
However, obviously, they did not understand the greatness of the prince. They still pointed at the bottom and laughed from time to time, full of teasing.
In the end, even if Zhuo Fan, who had been looking at him indifferently and was also motionless, couldn't help laughing, shaking his head, and his face was full of ridicule.
Deng Shi was stunned. Now the prince is completely confused. It's okay for those ants to be so ignorant. Why is the opponent he identified also this virtue...
"Ah!"
However, before the doubt in his heart was solved, he suddenly felt a piercing pain rushing to his heart, and he couldn't help shouting. Then he hurriedly looked at the place where the pain came, but his pupils suddened, and his face was terrified, and cold sweat like a waterfall all over his body gushed out again: "How...how come..."
Zi Zi Zi...
The black thunder flame burned violently on his prince's jade-like palm, and then came along his arm to his shoulder.
Seeing this, everyone couldn't help laughing all at once, and their faces were full of mocking. Especially Ouyang Changqing, who finally found the opportunity to take revenge, even lost the other party to the bottom: "What kind of young generation of Wuzhou first, Prince Jianxing, turned out to be a fool. The fire burned to the sleeve and there was no reaction at all. I didn't know it was on fire until it burned my hand. This reaction... is really the most slow in the five states, hahaha..."
"I've heard that there is a saying in the world that waiting for death. It turns out to be like this, hehehehe..." Compared with Ouyang Changqing, a nobleman, Zhuo Fan is a poisonous ancestor. At this time, when he looked at the prince being burned and screamed, he couldn't help laughing...