Ordinary spiritual fire does have limited damage to An Jingtian, but the three-flavored true fire is different. It is the fire of true immortals, and even true immortals will be afraid of it.
Zhuo Yifan felt a little regretful in his heart. Although the three flavors of true fire were powerful, it was too little. Moreover, he used less and the fire beads in his dantian were already one-third smaller.
"Zhuo Yifan, what kind of monster are you?" An An was frightened and yelled angrily.
The long sword in his hand kept slashing, and the sword energy roared one after another, like demonic dragons, constantly attacking Zhuo Yifan.
Zhuo Yifan looked indifferent and stepped out of the void. The soul-eating demon sword in his hand seemed to be a simple slash, but it cut the demonic energy into nothingness one after another.
His own sword intent is gradually taking shape. The simple sword intent of Dugu Qiujian, the star sword intent of the silver sword and the swallowing sword intent of the soul-eating demon sword are constantly merging in countless battles to form an outstanding sword intent.
The unique sword intention of Yifan style.
Zhuo Yifan's sword intention is free and easy, ever-changing.
Sometimes it is as violent as rain, sometimes as calm as wind, sometimes it is simple and true, sometimes it is mysterious and unpredictable, sometimes it contains true energy, sometimes it changes into demonic energy...
This ever-changing style makes it impossible for the enemy to guard against and figure it out.
The free conversion of demonic energy and spiritual energy, and the cross-use of spiritual fire and demonic fire, all make Zhuo Yifan look extremely mysterious.
Li Qiye and Qinglong Huofeng were almost unable to intervene.
The three simply stood and watched the battle from a distance.
The more An Jingtian fought, the more surprised he became. He discovered that Zhuo Yifan was like a monster with tenacious vitality and could adapt to any environment. In this short period of time, he had completely adapted to his own fighting rhythm, thus changing himself and becoming
It's getting more and more scary.
Facing Zhuo Yifan's strange fighting rhythm, An Jingtian groaned secretly.
This bastard, doesn't it take a lot of effort to maintain the barrier? Is there no end to the blood burning?
This long-term battle at the peak of his powers was simply beyond his imagination.
Zhuo Yifan, on the other hand, fought harder and harder. It was rare to encounter such an evenly matched opponent who allowed him to perform to his full potential.
"Fire Sword Domain!"
Zhuo Yifan went faster and faster, and suddenly let out a loud roar that made the barrier tremble.
An Jingtian couldn't help but his eyes were blurred, and he was stunned for a moment. He was shocked, bit his tongue suddenly, spit out a mouthful of blood, and broke away from the influence of the soul-eating demonic sound. At the same time, huge power was poured into the demonic sword, and he moved forward fiercely.
A sword slashed out: "No matter what sword domain you have, I will break it all with one sword!"
"I'm afraid you can't break it!"
Zhuo Yifan snorted coldly. This move "Fire Sword Domain" was his own fourth martial arts move created by integrating his long-term understanding of the sword.
It is the perfect combination of sword intent and physical fitness.
As he shouted, countless swords rained out from the ground. This time, the flaming swords looked completely different from before, but like huge burning swords, without any sense of illusion.
At this moment, at least hundreds of flaming swords rushed out of the ground to form a magic circle. They rotated violently and emitted terrifying sword energy. These sword qi were intertwined and intertwined, forming a terrifying space in an instant... Flaming Swords
domain!
An Jingtian's disdainful gaze suddenly solidified. He discovered that the flame sword domain was not as simple as he thought. This seemingly simple combination actually involved a mysterious force. This force was the rules of space!
In an instant, he felt that in this space, his sword intention was completely suppressed, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of fear. Even the air seemed to have turned into a tiny sharp sword, carrying out crazy attacks on him.
Attack and rejection.
An Jingtian looked at Zhuo Yifan in surprise, unable to believe his eyes.
Even I have never experienced this level of understanding!
How could he, a human master in the middle of the Mahayana stage, realize this?
It's terrible, it's terrible. When this person grows up, won't he want to dominate the three realms and pose a huge threat to the demons?
No, we must not let such a genius continue to grow. Even if we pay all the costs, we must kill him to avoid future troubles!
An Jingtian's heart instantly burst with murderous intent. He gritted his teeth secretly, but made a decision, and a look of madness suddenly flashed in his eyes.
"Fire Sword Domain...Strangle!"
Zhuo Yifan shouted loudly and changed the technique in his hand.
Whoosh whoosh!
Countless sword energy roared, forming an attack net with almost no blind spots, and instantly strangled the sword area crazily.
It's like there are countless sword blades forming a sword array, which are constantly rotating and strangulating. Any matter in it will be strangled into nothingness.
Terrifying ripples appeared one after another, as if the space was cut into pieces, one after another, constantly recovering and destroying.
Mo Li Qinglong Huofeng also felt his scalp numb at the sight. The three of them were sure that if they went in, they would probably be strangled into minced meat within a minute. It was really terrifying.
Zhuo Yifan's eyes were fixed, the magic formula was constantly changing, and the power of the barrier surged in, constantly adding to the sword field, making the sword field extremely strong.
An Jingtian roared furiously, his huge body suddenly shrunk and became almost like a normal person. Circles of ripples continued to appear on the armor. In the blink of an eye, no less than 100 spatial defenses were cast.
"Zhuo Yifan, I have to admit that your sword realm has really touched the secrets of space rules. However, my 100 layers of protection also make use of space rules. Even if your attack can break a layer of space protection, there is no hope.
Break 100 paths." An Jingtian waved the long sword in his hand, showering down sword light, and resisted frantically.
Zhuo Yifan chuckled disapprovingly and said: "You're right, I can't break your space defense. Your space defense is indeed commendable. You can actually build a space barrier directly, and there are 100 of them when stacked. But
Such defense should be very energy-consuming!"
He smiled happily: "Anyway, my Flame Sword Domain can still hold up for a while, but I don't know about your defense."
An Jingtian shouted in disbelief: "Impossible, you can't last long if you activate your potential to attack. My power is vast and endless, and you can't consume me. In the end, even if I don't have to do anything, you will be swallowed up and die by the backlash."
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Zhuo Yifan laughed loudly: "Really? Why don't we wait and see who can last longer? I guess you won't be able to hold on for long."
His techniques are constantly changing, and he controls the power of the barrier to continuously apply it to the sword field, making the attacks in the sword field even more terrifying.
Behind him was the entire Netherworld Tower, and although the bloodline burning consumes an astonishing amount of energy, Zhuo Yifan had just absorbed the flesh and blood of several Mahayana stagers before. The depth of this barrier was far beyond An Jingtian's imagination.
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