The sword light tore through the black mist, and a stream of black mist burst out and dispersed.
Immediately afterwards, several more rays of cold light shot out from Lu Fan's palm.
"Puff puff!"
Several bright sword lights tore open the black mist again and cut into the interior of the black mist.
The thick black mist that filled the black shadow began to spread and fluctuate at this moment.
But soon, it stabilized again.
In the black mist, a surprised voice came: "The sword light is so familiar, do you actually know that person?"
Lu Fan's Shifang Sword Art did not cause any harm to the black shadow.
On the contrary, it allowed him to gain insight into the origin of the Ten Directions Sword Art at a glance.
"What's wrong?" Lu Fan stared at him, not daring to take it lightly.
"It's very ancient..."
The black shadow made an elusive voice: "That era has been destroyed for many years, but the master who uses this sword technique is a ray of light, which is enough to illuminate that era when all the heroes came together, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.
, no one dares to compete with it.”
Lu Fan frowned. From this man's tone, he seemed to know the man in white from Shifang City.
But that era has been thousands of years ago.
Is there really immortality in this world?
"but……"
He suddenly burst into laughter: "You wouldn't have thought that back then, the master who used this sword technique forced us overseas from the Middle Earth, and had to hide our whereabouts for thousands of years to preserve our incense, right?"
"Since you dare to use the Shifang Sword Art in front of me today, let me see if you, the heir of Shifang City, have made any progress!"
The overwhelming momentum spread out from the black mist, forming a terrifying airflow that hit Lu Fan directly in front of the door without any warning!
Lu Fan's face darkened, and his muscles suddenly swelled. A barbaric force roared out of his body, directly burning all the clothes on his body. He stood on the deck, and his muscles all over his body exuded a faint yellow halo.
With the strong wind coming, he just punched it!
"boom!"
The huge collision between the physical body and the supreme power!
Under the shocked eyes of Jiang He and others, Lu Fan was bathed in a faint halo, swept by the black wind, like a golden god of war descending from the sky!
One punch, one punch, another punch!
Every time a punch was struck, the terrifying gust of wind was like a violent tremor.
With every punch, the strong wind was blown away.
Until the strong wind was blown away, Lu Fan kicked his feet suddenly, his body turned into a stream of light, and he directly took the initiative to kill the Supreme One!
"Yellow level! You actually entered the yellow level!"
Shrouded in black mist, a shocked cry was heard for the first time.
But Lu Fan's speed didn't give him any time to breathe.
The sound was still echoing in the air, and Lu Fan's giant fist had already reached the black mist!
"boom!"
The flesh fist was covered with a faint yellow halo, and suddenly it hit the black fog door head-on!
A pale arm suddenly poked out from the black mist, as pale as a ghost, its slender and dry fingers spread out, and it was suddenly grasped!
"boom!"
Five fingers pinched Lu Fan's flesh fist.
"Have you used your special trick yet?"
In the black mist, the Supreme One's arrogant voice came: "But I haven't used my full strength yet, what are you going to do to fight me?"
