After a moment, the black sword light annihilated Zhao Fan's sword light, but there was only a lot left. The power was slightly greater than Zhao Fan's offensive!

"Seven swords...the power of one sword is about one percent stronger than that of one sword?"

Zhao Fan made a judgment in his mind. After shaking the long sword, he smashed the remaining black sword light, he launched another attack. It was still the Thunder Sword, but the sword intent was mysterious, but it was a powerful sea reclaimer!

The fourth sword of the Demon Sword Azuo came, and the black light spot on his left shoulder dissipated at the same time!

And in this offensive collision, Zhao Fan gained a slight advantage.

"The sword intent at the top quasi-emperor level is mysterious, but it is not created by the top quasi-emperor." The magic sword Azuo's eyesight was so old that he felt more and more mysterious Zhao Fan's sword intent. After all, he had dealt with the emperor.

Like other top quasi-emperors, they can only judge the level of Zhao Fan's mysterious sword intent, but they don't know that such a mysterious sword intent is not something that top quasi-emperors can create. Only by reaching the emperor's vision can we do this.

A certain degree.

Zhao Fan was shocked and thought to himself that he was worthy of the Demon Sword Azuo, and this could be seen as different.

"Eternal Sword Path?"

The Demon Sword Azuo recalled Zhao Fan's introduction at the beginning, and asked tentatively: "Can you know, your sword art comes from the Eternal Emperor?"

Zhao Fan had no words, which was equivalent to a default.

"So that's it, no wonder I feel mature."

The Demon Sword Azuo did not continue to speak, but instead cast the fifth sword first, and the black light spot on his abdomen disappeared!

"This sword is stronger again."

The secret method Zhao Fan chose to use was the Thunder Blade, and the mysterious meaning of the knife was "Windlowing Dance".

His sword light was as fast as a thunder, but it had the ultimate beauty, as if dancing in the wind, showing a perceptual contrast with the thunder itself.

For a moment, the Demon Sword Azuo found it difficult to judge whether Zhao Fan's sword light was fast or slow, and the sword light was affected and became hesitant.

In this way, the sword light was misled and slashed in by the sword light in a relatively weak position.

In a blink of an eye, the sword light dissipated, and the sword light had 30% of its power left, which caught the demon sword Azuo off guard and hit him.

Puchi!

The demon sword Azuo sprayed a mouthful of blood and fell into a severe injury. But for an existence like him, as long as he did not die, it would be equivalent to being unscathed and he would return to the peak state directly, without even the process of recovery.

Zhao Fan's eyes twitched. He felt that it was the sword soul of the demon sword Azuo, which was the credit of the Seven-Star Sword Demon, which was too exaggerated!!!

He specifically left "Feng Luowu" for the fifth sword against the demon sword Azuo, in order to indignate the opponent. As a result, if he failed to kill in seconds, it would be equivalent to making no achievements!

"The sixth sword is here, this is your last chance!"

The demon sword Azuo raised his other empty hand and stroked the position on his body that had just been destroyed by the sword light. He smiled and said, "I finally waited for a decent opponent. I can't remember how long it has been like that.

So excited.”

His sword soul was as hot as boiling water.

The next moment.

The black light spot on the head of the demon sword Azuo disappeared, and his sixth sword was like a step, not straightforward.

“Right angle twist?”

Zhao Fan rubbed his eyes. His empty and true artistic conception could not tell where the other party's sword light fell, let alone attacked against each other. I'm afraid he would be bypassed by the sword light and reach his body directly.

"Sleeping Knife!"

Zhao Fan didn't have time to think too much, so he used the Sleeping Sword and immersed in the dream, but could clearly control his body. He waved a knife, which was matched with the "First Line of Heaven" artistic conception, so that the magic sword could be used.

The sixth sword on the left was forced to trap in the gap in a straight line and could not jump repeatedly and twists.

but!

There are longitudinal gaps in a single line of sky!

So the sword light rotated slightly and then moved forward in a tortuous manner.

"It's too late!"

Zhao Fan's sword light pounced on him, and his body was about to be hit by the terrifying sword light.

"Flying Knife!"

Zhao Fan's thoughts moved, and twelve flying knives suddenly appeared, turning into a rotating flying knives array, strangling the attacking sword light. Not only that, with the blessing of the Xuzhen Yijing, he successfully destroyed 80% of the other party's swords.

With the remaining 20% ​​of the sword power, Zhao Fan had no time to replenish the means to resist and was stabbed!

Click!

The white robe on his body became a broken cloth strip, and his body was ravaged by the sword light into a blood-colored mop shape, but his head was intact.

"Huh... Fortunately, the body of the sword god is hard enough and not fatal."

Zhao Fan's "Sword God Record" and Xuzhen Yiming were running wildly, and his injuries recovered rapidly, and he almost instantly returned to a state that was close to his peak.

"The Seventh Sword!"
Chapter completed!