Yan Chengfeng concentrated his mind and urged his sword energy to continuously remove Guo Kan's killing moves, and then he took advantage of the situation to counterattack.

This Han master swung his sword energy and became illusory. Guo Kan stood up as a knife and slashed dozens of times, but when the sword intention and sword energy were touched, the sword energy would all disappear, as if the previous momentum was illusory.

"My ten directions of illusion have a total of eighteen killing moves. This move is one of them. I wonder if Guo Wushen will suffer a lot?"

Not only did Guo Kan dare not underestimate the slightest, he was even distracted to answer. Yan Chengfeng's sword energy was illusory, and the real and false were mixed. Often, a sword energy came through the air, but there was no force at all. However, another sword energy lurking in the void, silently contained a fierce killing move.

If he was a little negligent and thought that Yan Chengfeng's swordsmanship was only changed, I believe that this Han master would not mind the transformation of reality and reality, so that he would suffer a small loss, and even take his life directly.

The sword energy was like rain in the sky, compressing inch by inch, causing the defense circle transformed by Guo Kan's sword intent to shrink and smaller. Just when the sword intent reached a certain point, Yan Chengfeng suddenly felt his spirit and the sword light changed again. At this moment, Guo Kan had been brewing for a long time, and a shocking counterattack was also released.

The sword light was like a wash, pointing straight to the hearts of the people, as if it had crossed time and space, and destroyed all the distance between the two in time and space.

Yan Chengfeng almost had his thoughts changed, and this sword light was imminent, as if he could blow this wisp of knife intention that was unknown when he was exhaling and breathing.

Faced with this shocking sword, Yan Chengfeng let out a long roar, and his whole body suddenly "disappeared". In Guo Kan's eyes, this great enemy of life and death actually disappeared, just like learning the invisibility method.

Guo Kan's martial arts practice has reached the extreme realm of the world. Of course, he knows that there is no magic in the world. Yan Chengfeng can do this because the Han master used some methods to let his breath hide without a trace under the blockade of his sword, rather than making a male body disappear.

At this time, Guo Kan and Yan Chengfeng showed their shock for the first time, because Yan Chengfeng could actually avoid his sword intention to cut the sky. His superb skill was simply horrifying, even surpassing Guo Kan's highest evaluation of Yan Chengfeng.

Even though Yan Chengfeng's Ten Directions Disillusionment Method almost transcends the level of martial arts, Guo Kan did not panic after missing the movements of this enemy. He just did a very simple thing, put the knife away and then fired it!

This knife is sincere, no self, no man, no world!

A desolate and sad sword intent and a sword energy filled the world, wielding the Eight Poles met again. The world seemed to be filled with sword intent and sword energy, and countless sounds of gold and iron clashing loudly.

When this knife was slashed, Yan Chengfeng appeared again in Guo Kan's "view". The Han master smiled slightly, and his style was still the same, shouting: "The sword technique of the Canglang Martial God is indeed extraordinary. It can actually break my free move! Let's take a look at how you can break my next move without anything else!"

Yan Chengfeng stretched out his right hand and closed it lightly, as if the whole world was held by one hand and then gathered it.

At that moment, the Canglang Martial God Guo Kan seemed to be suppressed by the Buddha of Tathagata and Sun Pohou under the Five Elements Mountain. The whole world turned into his enemy and wanted to squeeze him into it.

Facing such a magic trick, Guo Kan only shouted: "Come on the knife!"

A sword was narrow and long, and the whole body was blue and prosperous, like a long sword of autumn water, shot out suddenly from the ground.

Guo Kan grabbed the hilt of the dark green shark skin of the long sword, and a sword rainbow that penetrated the world rose in his palm.

One sword! Cut the world!

"My heart is like a knife, everything cannot enter! With what kind of heart there is nothing outside, how can you tolerate my knife intention?"

When Guo Kan got the long sword, thousands of giant beasts roared out of his body. Yan Chengfeng smiled and shouted, "What a skill to kill the sky! Let me see if you can really kill my heaven and my way!"

Everyone's expressions on the platform changed drastically. The two masters of Han and Mongolian fought fiercely, with only three moves in front and after, but each move exceeded their imagination. They had never even thought that martial arts could be cultivated to this level.

At this moment, a strange scene that will never be forgotten in everyone's eyes suddenly appeared in the eyes of the world. The sun and moon rise in the world, the day and night alternate, and the magical and magnificent place even surpasses the nature of the world.

The young man suddenly shouted "Not good" and suddenly stepped behind the White Elephant Dharma King. The White Elephant Dharma King also supported him very much. He hurriedly shouted coldly, picked up the young man and flew backwards. As the distance widened, the strange scene in the White Elephant Dharma King's eyes gradually faded, but more than ten people on the platform seemed to be drunk, dancing and shouting wildly, and soon they all collapsed softly on the ground.

"Is this Yan Chengfeng's illusion method of ten directions? A powerful martial art, only Guo Wushen's sword intent can he support such magical powers for so long, and even break all kinds of wonderful methods one by one."

Even if Yan Chengfeng has the magical power of shocking the sky, it cannot really interfere with the movement of the stars in the world. The strange scene in everyone's eyes just now was not a real thing, but an illusion that arises in his mind by Yan Chengfeng's ten directions of illusion.

The White Elephant Dharma King was sweating on his forehead, knowing that if he had not been close to the power of the gods, he would have probably become intoxicated and infatuated under the illusion of the ten directions, and was fascinated by the demons in his heart, and finally danced wildly and died.

At this moment, a gloomy voice beside him said, "God Guo Wu is finished!"

The young man struggled to the ground, and there was still a look of fear between his eyebrows and eyes, but he was not an ordinary person after all, and he could still calm down and shouted: "I will order the 30,000 cavalry ambushed nearby to attack together, so as to keep Yan Chengfeng here! Guo Wushen cannot die, especially at the hands of Yan Chengfeng. All news here must be blocked."

This young man was extremely decisive, and his orders were cold-blooded and ruthless, and shockingly, but the leader Fang, who had just spoken, said regretfully: "Prince! Don't do such an unnecessary thing. Look at that town..."

The only remaining three people looked up together and saw that the nameless town had disappeared and was razed to the ground by the boundless power. Even a house and a tree were gone.

The young man immediately showed a look of horror.

The White Elephant Dharma King lowered his head and thought of the Sutra of the Tibetan Concealed Demons. He studied Buddhism all his life, but he didn't know if there was really a Buddha in the world who could do such an amazing thing.

Master Fang glanced at the prince, suddenly smiled slightly, and whispered: "Crown Prince, please rest assured that Yan Chengfeng will never appear again after this battle."

The prince was slightly stunned, with a consulting intention in his eyes. This time, the White Elephant Dharma King sighed and said softly: "If Yan Chengfeng won a great victory, with his nature, he would definitely come to kill the three of us. Since he did not show up, he would not show up again."

The prince immediately showed ecstasy expression, and his character returned to his composure. He reached out and helped the White Elephant Dharma King and smiled and said, "I would like to congratulate the Dharma King. From now on, he will be the number one person in the world. No one in the world can surpass you in the style of a warrior."

Master Fang also smiled slightly, raised his hand and arched his congratulations.

Although the White Elephant Dharma King got his wish, he felt sad and thoughtful. After seeing the earth-shaking battle between Yan Chengfeng and Guo Kan, he no longer cared about this false reputation in his heart. The sect leader of the Tianfo Sect shook his head slightly and replied calmly: "There is no Yan Chengfeng in this world and the Canglang Martial God Guo Kan, I may not be the best in the world. Not to mention Bai Maitreya of the Red Turban Army, I am just the leader of the Fang, and I am not sure that I can win it."

The leader of the Sect Fang was about to say a few words of humility, but the Dharma King Baixiang was not intent on making such polite words. He bowed slightly to the prince and left with a polite manner.
Chapter completed!