Jiang Fan said lightly: "Black sand is formed by the agglomeration of strange magnetic metal particles. It can be gathered and dispersed, which is very strange. It was the weapon used by Dugu Banshan, one of the seven great sword masters in the past. Later, it was said that Dugu Banshan challenged

The previous generation of demon lord failed and fell into the Black Dragon Abyss, and the black sand disappeared from then on..."

He looked at the other party with interest: "I wonder what this Dugu Banshan has to do with you?"

Dugu sneered: "There's no need to tell you."

Jiang Fan shook his head: "To be honest, I'm not interested either. But you just sacrificed Yun Fuyao's five successful abilities for a piece of crap, which makes me very unhappy."

Dugu smiled strangely: "You are even more unhappy. I exchanged two of her powers for Yi Tiandan, and finally swallowed up her life source and all her true energy. You don't know how miserable she was at that time, hahaha...

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At this point, Jiang Fan obviously knows everything, and there is no need to hide anything anymore. Dugu is becoming more and more unscrupulous. Even if the man in golden armor is there, it doesn't matter. Even if he can't fight, he can't stop him if he wants to leave.

Jiang Fan's eyes narrowed slightly: "Dugu... Do you know that sometimes I get very angry? Why can people only kill once?"

"Kill me?" Dugu was startled, then laughed wildly: "Jiang Fan, with a piece of trash like you, how can you kill me? Do you still have that broken gourd?"

Jiang Fan suddenly smiled slightly, took out a pill, put it in his mouth, swallowed it, and took a deep breath: "No, I plan to... kill you with my own hands."

Dugu seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world: "You? You killed me with your own hands? Jiang Fan, how much did you drink when you came out?"

In his opinion, Jiang Fan was just out of his mind and talking nonsense.

Jiang Fan just sighed: "Dugu, today, I will let you know one thing. Those who do unrighteousness will be killed..."

Dugu sneered: "Jiang Fan, you are looking for death!"

After saying that, he was the first to draw his sword, and up came Xuan Kun Twelve. Biquku

However, a gourd in Jiang Fan's hand suddenly popped open, and a layer of something like water waves enveloped him.

Xuan Kun Twelve was like a mud cow entering the sea, as if it was dissolved by the strange water waves.

Gourd, damn gourd again! Dugu was extremely angry, who gave this to me?!

At this moment, Jiang Fan's clothes moved automatically without any wind, and tiny bits of electric current circulated throughout his body.

This strange fluctuation immediately made Ying Wuming's eyes twitch.

At the same time, Dugu also discovered something unusual.

That kind of strange thing... doesn't look like true essence, but it seems to contain great terror.

Dugu was immediately horrified. At this moment, Jiang Fan's body slowly rose into the air and came to Dugu, looking at each other ten feet apart.

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Gu was a little surprised: "You... have the most master-level true energy, you shouldn't be floating in the air... what kind of weird thing is this?"

When he thought about it, Jiang Fan must have used something similar to the formation gourd. However, he did not feel that it could threaten him. After all, with Jiang Fan's strength, he could not control a formation that was too powerful.

Jiang Fan ignored him, but turned around and smiled at his brother-in-law: "Chaofeng, I will only do this once, keep an eye on it..."

As he spoke, he slowly raised his right hand and stretched out his index finger. The void seemed to vibrate, something collapsed toward the fingertip, and the tiny electric currents on his body also converged toward the fingertip.

Soon, the fingertips lit up, like a small star. The stars were bright and dazzling in the daytime.

This strange scene also completely attracted Dugu's attention.

For some reason, this starlight gave him an extremely terrifying feeling.

However, he still didn't want to leave. In his opinion, Jiang Fan didn't care about life and death and wanted to take action himself, which just gave him a chance to kill him. Otherwise, Yun Fuyao's matter would be a hidden danger after all, even though Yun Fuyao was equivalent to betraying Taihua. , but that old witch Ling Yun has a changeable mind. If she knew about it, no one knows what she would do.

Jiang Fan stared at the starlight with a smile on his face, "It's so beautiful..." Biquku

He raised his head and looked at Dugu: "I have nothing to say to you, go to hell..."

As he spoke, he pointed forward slowly.

Dugu was suddenly shocked. Although the starlight was slow, it seemed to be locked in the void, and he could not avoid it.

He immediately knew that he had miscalculated. Jiang Fan's deadly weapon was so terrifying.

Although that star is small, it seems to have the power of a star to suppress Dugu.

"Ah - ah -!" Dugu's hair flew wildly, and he let out a deep roar at the top of his lungs.

Finally, he broke out crazily, broke free from the shackles, and retreated back at full speed.

He actually wants to escape!

The pressure that those stars put on him was so terrifying, it was a completely irresistible force.

However, the next moment, a voice sounded: "Go back!"

A long knife slashed through the air, and Dugu turned around in shock and ran away in another direction.

"This road is blocked!"

Another voice sounded, and a huge knife shaped like a kitchen knife struck down.

Dugu was frightened and furious, and retreated backwards again. However, at this time, Ying Wuming was already standing in this position, and his golden fist almost shattered the void: "Go back!"

There were actually three holy realms in three consecutive directions. Dugu was shocked and angry, and Jiang Fan pointing at the starlight from the front had already arrived.

In desperation, Dugu roared violently, and veins popped out on his forehead

, the black sand flew into the air and slashed towards the starlight.

However, as soon as the black sand came into contact with the starlight, it was scattered like gravel in the river under the waterfall.

The black sand was out of control. Dugu was astonished, and the starlight was already shining between his eyebrows.

The next moment, his body was frozen in mid-air, and the starlight flashed across his eyebrows and then disappeared. However, Dugu seemed to be struck by lightning, and his body suddenly erupted with air waves.

Ying Wuming and the other three people could clearly see that this was San Gong.

All the true energy in his body was scattered by that little bit of starlight.

The San Gong was violent, and the true energy in Dugu's body spurted out from every pore, blood mist filled the air, and a roar that did not sound like a human voice came from his throat. Biquku

After a moment, his body suddenly shook, as if a piece of rotten wood fell into the river.

Han Bolin, with quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed him and brought him to Jiang Fan.

Dugu is not dead yet, but this kind of forced dissipation is not much different from self-destruction. At this point, his meridians are shattered, his bones are broken, and his muscles are tattered. He is already half dead.

"You...you...what are you..." Dugu's face was covered with red blood drops, and his eyes were full of confusion.

Jiang Fan looked at him: "You don't need to know. Remember, you will die in my hands."

"No, no! You can't kill me, I am..."

"Who is your mother? I don't care who your father is. There is so much nonsense."

After saying that, he suddenly placed a ring in his hand against the Baihui point on Dugu's head.

"You should also experience Fuyao'er's feeling."

The next moment, Dugu's whole body twitched violently, but he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Jiang Fan...I'm waiting for you in...hell..."

Jiang Fan looked indifferent: "Wait well, and when you get to hell, I will kill you again..."

Dugu's eyes were full of endless resentment, but they finally began to fade and slowly became dull. His body also seemed to have shrunk in size, becoming rickety and withered, and his face looked as if he was dozens of years older, with wrinkles all over his face.

Jiang Fan sucked him dry with the soul-snatching needle, and threw a piece of Dugu like a piece of rotten wood into the rolling river.

Watching him float up and down in the waves and finally go away, Jiang Fan murmured to himself: "Dugu... this is Fuyao's pain, do you understand? I wish you could not die and let me kill you again..."

Ying Wuming's eyes widened, and that bit of starlight made him feel the supreme power. This was different from the martial arts seen in the world, it was extraordinary, supreme, and unparalleled!

Qi Zhandao and Han Bolin beside them felt their scalps numb and goosebumps all over their bodies.
Chapter completed!