"Master!" Ouyang Xian'er's body trembled and she was about to rush forward, but was held back by the woman.
"This is a battle between men, and it's not over yet!" The woman's voice was full of softness, and her eyes were indescribably blurred. She thought of the past again.
Zhang Fan fell heavily to the ground, but stood up unsteadily in the next second, gritted his teeth, and rushed out again. The sword in his right hand trembled, and when he was one minute away from the man, he smiled miserably,
The left hand spreads out, and the meaning of madness emerges.
The Xuanyuan Sword instantly levitated, and the captivating golden light began to flow instantly. The light was extremely bright. Under such a backdrop, Zhang Fan's body once again exuded an aura of an emperor.
"Second floor restrictions open!"
A low shout appeared, and the Xuanyuan Sword disappeared instantly. The man's eyes showed surprise at this time. Almost instantly, the man swiped his right hand, and a layer of white energy appeared in front of him.
"Bump!" Almost as soon as it appeared, Xuanyuan Sword also impacted on it, making an extremely terrifying sound.
"Forty percent energy!" the man said in surprise. He felt the difference in this Xuanyuan. The extremely terrifying sharpness he had just released could not be stopped at all. The cracking sound emerged, but at this time, his body
With a shock, the terrifying energy was directly released.
Then there was a soft sound, Xuanyuan Sword, this time the vast energy immediately stagnated there.
After the Xuanyuan Sword persisted for about two seconds, it finally disappeared, reappeared on Zhang Fan's left hand, and was suspended again.
After levitating, Xuanyuan Sword trembled slightly.
Zhang Fan's eyes showed a bit of obsession, and then he smiled and said: "Old man, I don't blame you, I'm still too bad. You have to suffer after me!"
"Give up?" Looking at Zhang Fan's current state, Ouyang Zhenyue's voice sounded faintly.
Smiling, a smile appeared on Zhang Fan's face, his eyes fell on Ouyang Zhenyue and said: "I will never give up on something that I believe in. No matter how many obstacles are ahead, I will still fight, and uncle will not give up."
exception!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Fan's wings shook instantly, and he flew up into the air. He held the sword in his right hand and rushed forward again. He had no strength, but he had faith. He had no strength, but he had the will to be a human being for two lifetimes. He was afraid of life and death.
, would it be too small to give up now?
"The power of thunder!" Zhang Fan doesn't care about anything now, insist, persist, persist...
"Weak!" A faint word sounded, and a wave of energy flowed in the same way. The energy burst out by Zhang Fan dissipated instantly, his figure floated, and the energy gathered again and hit Zhang Fan directly.
Zhang Fan's body flew upside down again, but every time it flew upside down, Zhang Fan would get up again and continue to rush forward, always waiting for the opportunity, because he still had the opportunity for Xuanyuan's third ban, and this opportunity must also be
He can only activate it after taking the elixir given to him by Huang Lao.
Every time he fell, Zhang Fan would get up again. He was not willing to give in. He really was not willing to give in.
At this time, Ouyang Xian'er had completely burst into tears and said unwanted words in her mouth, because she really didn't want to see Zhang Fan like this at this time, because she felt so painful inside.
The eyes of the little monster were floating. If possible, it would like to rush forward now, but it also understands Zhang Fan's character. This battle belongs to him, and he will not allow others to get involved.
The harsh sound of "touch" sounded again, and the sword in Zhang Fan's hand fell.
Smiling miserably, Zhang Fan shook his body and stood up again. His soul began to float. The fire of heaven and earth gathered instantly. When it condensed in the palm of his hand, the soul fire also condensed. He didn't know whether the two could give the man
It caused harm, but there was still some hope in my heart.
As the fire of heaven and earth swept up, the fire of soul also swept up.
"Soul fire!" Ouyang Zhenyue's eyes were filled with surprise, and then he shook his head and said: "It seems that you are really at the end of your rope. Soul fire is not used like this!"
A faint voice sounded again, and Ouyang Zhenyue raised his right hand. The stream of light was still floating, and the two energies dissipated instantly. At this time, Ouyang Zhenyue looked towards Zhang Fan, and found that Zhang Fan was no longer there.
"Is this the end of the road? Maybe, but I still have one more trick!" Leng Ran's voice sounded from the left side of Ouyang Zhenyue.
A slight look of surprise appeared, and when he turned around, he discovered that Zhang Fan's sword soul had resurfaced, and his already exhausted momentum was ignited again.
"Xuanyuan's third level restriction, open!"
"Dui Ze Tun Yue!"
Zhang Fan took the pill, and there were two pills at that. He knew in his heart that this might bring him great trauma, but he couldn't care anymore at this time. He didn't believe that he couldn't give Ouyang Zhen
Yue brought a trace of harm.
"Buzz!" A harsh voice sounded, Xuanyuan Sword instantly levitated, and the golden light suddenly became dazzling. At this time, all the energy in Zhang Fan's body was drained.
Xuanyuan Sword trembled, and the light became more and more dazzling.
The piercing sound of swords rose into the sky, and the suffocating sharpness rippled around. The space around Xuanyuan seemed to be slightly distorted in an instant.
"This strength is not bad!" Ouyang Zhenyue's expression revealed a touch of admiration, and underneath that admiration, he revealed his appreciation. He liked Zhang Fan's character very much, he was unyielding and persisted no matter how many hardships he faced.
After Ouyang Zhenyue finished speaking, Xuanyuan Sword also moved. Crazy energy burst out in an instant. The banging force was completely round, like a golden moon emerging in the sky. Countless sword shadows suddenly floated, and that
Each sword shadow is separated from the main body Xuanyuan, and is densely packed. The most important thing is that the aura makes people feel even heavier.
At this time, Zhang Fan's body was shaking and his face was pale. He stretched out his hand and gently wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth. On the third level of Xuanyuan, this was the strongest attack he could unleash now. This attack brought him
Hope swept up.
Ouyang Zhenyue also moved at this time. The moment he moved, a voice came out of his mouth.
"Fifty percent strength!"
As Ouyang Zhenyue's voice fell, surging force suddenly emerged from his body, his pupils lit up, crazy energy gathered and shrank, he raised his right hand, and a virtual palm print was pressed hard towards the Xuanyuan Sword.
"Buzz!"
The shadow of the sword, including the Xuanyuan Sword itself, came into contact with the palm print instantly, causing an extremely terrifying harsh sound, and the sound of breaking.
"Bump!" After a stalemate for about five seconds, Xuanyuan's unique edge fully blossomed, and the palm print instantly collapsed and dissipated.
"Hey!" Ouyang Zhenyue was surprised again and backed away a distance.
"Sixty percent strength!"
Following Ouyang Zhenyue's low shout, his body was completely covered by white light, and the crazy energy caused the space around him to become distorted.
"Collapse Ring!"
This was the first time that Ouyang Zhenyue actually used martial arts, and Zhang Fan was forced to use this martial skill unexpectedly.
A rumbling sound emerged, and the dazzling light was released gently, completely enveloping the Xuanyuan Sword almost instantly.
"Touch!" The voice circulated again, and vast energy rippled around in an instant. At this time, Zhang Fan's body warmed up, and the Xuanyuan Sword returned again. The three-layer restriction allowed a strong man to burst out with martial arts. This was normal for ordinary people.
It can definitely be regarded as a dazzling achievement, but it is nothing to Zhang Fan. Now he can only be unwilling, really unwilling, his face is pale, and he is looking at the man blankly.
The energy dissipated, and Ouyang Zhenyue's body emerged. At this time, the admiration and appreciation in his eyes became more intense, but he quickly restrained himself again, looked at Zhang Fan and said, "You lose!"
"I didn't lose! Because I haven't fallen yet." Zhang Fan shook his head gently, held the sword in his hand, swayed his body and walked towards Ouyang Zhenyue step by step. He hasn't fallen yet, at least he is now.
Standing.
"Good boy!" Ouyang Zhenyue's eyes lit up, Zhang Fan did not disappoint him.
When he walked over, a pill appeared again. After swallowing it in his mouth, the energy gathered again. You can say that he was dying, but he had his persistence and he didn't care about other people's opinions.
Ten minutes later, with a soft crash, Zhang Fan's body fell heavily to the ground, and the blood stained his white robe.
"Admit defeat!" Ouyang Zhenyue was trembling at this time. Did this guy really want his life? In ten minutes, he beat Zhang Fan out many times, but Zhang Fan stood up every time.
"Ka!" Zhang Fan's body moved. At this time, his body had no strength, and the energy disappeared again. The side effects of the soul-reverse transformation were fully revealed at this time, and extreme pain covered his entire body.
Maybe what I can stick to now is the faith I had later, right?
"Master...!" Ouyang Xian'er's body swayed, looking at Zhang Fan, her face became extremely pale, and she began to struggle in the woman's arms.
The Tianquan Sword was gently stuck on the ground at this time, Zhang Fan's body continued to move, persisted many times, and fell down many times.
Ouyang Zhenyue sighed, with a slightly unbearable look on his face.
Finally, Zhang Fan stood up after holding on to his sword countless times. However, his current state felt shaky, as if he might fall down at any time.
"Master!" Ouyang Xian'er broke away from the woman's arms and ran towards Zhang Fan. After arriving at Zhang Fan's side, she hugged his body: "Master... Master, are you okay? It hurts."
Doesn’t it hurt? Master, you are so stupid, it’s not worth it for Xian’er!”
"Xian'er!" Zhang Fan said something difficult, with a pale face: "I'm sorry for you! It seems that I really don't have the strength to protect you." After saying this, Zhang Fan's body shook again, slowly.
He closed his eyes. At this time, he felt so tired. He was tired all over. He persisted, but in the end he lost.