The overwhelming Yuan Power rushed towards Su Yan, and Su Yan's expression became more solemn. He was worthy of being a warrior of the third level of the Shao Shi Realm. His powerful Yuan Power was beyond his reach.
Nan Batian's eyes were sharp, and his body turned into an afterimage and rushed straight towards Su Yan. His fists covered with a faint halo kept roaring out, and the sound of sonic booms could not be heard.
Su Yan also stepped forward, his figure constantly changing, using his fists and feet together, his vitality surging, violent air waves rushing in all directions, wreaking havoc in the spacious courtyard.
Originally, Nan Batian's Yuan Power was stronger than Su Yan's, but Su Yan's bloodline was special, his body was particularly powerful, and his Gengjin Yuan Power was naturally fierce, so he was able to fight Nan Batian of the third level without falling.
wind.
"ah…"
Nan Batian yelled, and suddenly drew out his saber, drawing a ray of light about ten feet in the air, whistling and slashing at Su Yan.
Su Yan's body turned sharply in the air, narrowly avoiding the sword light, and then the Long Yuan sword was unsheathed, the sharp breath surged out, and the biting coldness filled the void.
Su Yan's wrist flicked, and Long Yuan roared loudly, causing sound waves to ripple in the air like a dragon's roar.
Nan Batian suddenly opened his eyes wide and stared closely at the Long Yuan Sword in Su Yan's hand. The greed in his eyes could not be concealed. Of course he could see that this weapon was extraordinary and its power was probably no less than some magic weapons.
"Shua..."
Su Yan's body leaped up like a bird, the green blade danced, and the sword energy tore through the air, intertwined in the air, and tore at Nan Batian like a dragon. It was beautiful, but filled with boundless killing intent.
Nan Batian did not dare to look down upon him. The blade of the sword was twirling, and the powerful Yuan Power continued to pour out, turning into a sword that covered the sky and greeted the void.
The powerful Yuan Li collided continuously in the air, and the rumbling sound resounded throughout the world. The raging air waves swept wildly in all directions, and the gravel rolled randomly, suppressing the warriors surrounding them until they could not stand up.
The pale golden Gengjin Yuanli poured out from Su Yan's body, piercing the sky, and the murderous aura shocked the whole world. The ferocious Yuanli roared and rolled in the void, causing the wind and clouds to collapse and the sky and earth to eclipse.
"ah…"
Su Yan let out a long roar, and the blade of the sword turned, slashing down towards Nan Ba Tianli with endless Gengjin Yuan Power. The fierce Yuan Power surged together and turned into a sky-searing sword light that was several times long and headed towards the head with the force of thunder.
Chop it down.
"Boom..."
From the place where the two meet, a layer of air waves visible to the naked eye spreads out like a nuclear explosion. The storm eclipses the sky, and the ground below shatters into pieces like a spider web. The huge wall is blown away, and rubble rolls around.
, smashing the heads of the outsiders who were watching outside the door.
Su Yan was affected by the air wave and felt a tightness in his chest. He almost spat out a mouthful of blood. He staggered back nearly ten steps before regaining his balance. Nan Batian was even worse. The clothes on his chest were torn to pieces.
He squirted three mouthfuls of blood, staining his clothes red, and gasped for air.
The people onlookers looked at Nan Batian who was vomiting blood in shock. They looked at Su Yan again with a hint of awe. They didn't expect that this seemingly weak young man would have such strong power to fight against Nan Batian.
He still has a slight upper hand. Especially Li Hu, who has been observing the situation on the field, has already stirred up a storm in his heart. He can't believe that after more than a month of absence, this young man has grown to such a point that he is much better than himself.
Su Yan didn't want to give Nan Batian a chance to turn around, so he ran forward again, holding the sword in his left hand, and slashed out with a violent backhand slash of sword energy. Then he twisted his waist slightly, and suddenly struck out with a golden halo on his right palm.
roll out.
The golden palm like a millstone followed the sword light and struck Nan Batian. Nan Batian was shocked. The blade kept swinging, and the blade light formed a circular protective wall in front of him, blocking his body tightly behind him.
.
"Boom..."
The sharp sword light first hit the protective wall in front of Nan Batian. The originally intertwined sword energy became messy, but it was still scattered in front of him, and then the golden handprints that struck with the force of wind and thunder were as devastating as decay.
He blasted through the knife net and shot straight towards him.
The moment the sword net broke, Nan Batian flew back. He swung his waist knife and struck at the golden palm. The palms and knives connected with each other, bursting with energy, causing ripples. Although Nan Batian barely blocked the palm print, it was huge.
The impact still made his chest feel tight, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Before Nan Batian could take a breath, he suddenly felt a sense of danger welling up in his heart. He subconsciously raised the knife and struck it diagonally upwards again. A brighter golden light took shape again at the original intersection. In his stunned eyes, it looked like
Coming like thunder.
"puff…"
The golden light like a millstone hit Nan Batian's blade without any suspense, and then pressed the blade and slapped him hard on the chest, leaving a blood-red palm print and sending him flying away.
A string of blood flowers spurted into the air.
Nan Batian is worthy of being a warrior of the third heaven and has rich combat experience. Although Dielang's two attacks were a bit unexpected, he resisted in time. The huge impact made him spit out two mouthfuls of blood.
He was not seriously injured.
Nan Batian forcibly steadied his body. After receiving Su Yan's continuous attacks, he was about to start a counterattack when he suddenly found that Su Yan's figure disappeared from the field.
Just when Nan Batian was about to search carefully, a violent chill suddenly surged in his heart, which was a murderous intent that suffocated him. The cold murderous intent came from above his head, and Nan Batian looked up to the sky in shock.
Unexpectedly, Su Yan had already jumped on top of his head.
The moment Nan Batian raised his head, Su Yan was already holding his sword in the air and descending straight down like a falcon. The sword's blade pointed straight at Ba Tian, and blazing golden light surged out from the three-foot green blade in all directions.
A shocking sword light penetrated between the heaven and the earth, and the killing intent was fierce, as if it was a punishment from heaven above the nine heavens. The sword pointed at it, and the gods retreated.
At this moment, Su Yan's god-like figure has become the only one in the world. The blazing light pierced the eyes of everyone below and made them unable to see clearly.
There was no earth-shattering roar as imagined, the light dissipated, and after the dust fell to the ground, the scene in the field was once again reflected in the eyes of the onlookers.
Su Yan stood in front of Nan Batian with a long sword in his hand. His clothes were messy, but his eyebrows were clear and his eyes were sharp.
Nan Batian still stood on the same spot, maintaining the posture of raising the sword to the sky, with his mouth open and his eyes wide open, with a look of astonishment in his eyes.
"laugh…"
There was a faint sound of tearing silk, and a thin gash was suddenly torn open on Nan Batian's forehead. Blood beads dripped down and landed lightly on the ground.
"Plop..."
Under the astonished gazes of the people, Nan Batian's body trembled slightly, and he knelt down on the ground, then weakly leaned to the side. Apart from his wide-open eyes, there was no trace of life left.
"Oh my god, he's dead!"
"Nan Batian...is dead? How is that possible?"
After the deathly silence, there was an uproar around. The onlookers looked at Nan Batian who fell to the ground in shock, with blood flowing out. They couldn't believe the facts in front of them. Nan Batian, who had the third level of heavenly cultivation, could actually do it.
The seemingly handsome young man in front of him was defeated and died completely.