Aofang's ice sword is actually a giant sword that is not inferior to the devil in terms of size.
The whole body was icy blue, and the surroundings were filled with a terrifying cold air that almost froze the space.
As soon as the sword came out, the temperature dropped a lot on the battlefield and even in the surrounding area.
At this moment, the ice sword exploded towards Lin Fan, and the cold air surged, which was very frightening.
Facing Aofang's attack, Lin Fan's expression darkened, the demon trembled fiercely, and the sword tip flew forward as well.
In the blink of an eye, the demon's ferocity and the ice sword collided fiercely.
The tips of the swords touch each other.
Surrounded by a raging energy storm.
At the same time, Lin Fan and Aofang tapped their toes on the ground at the same time and rushed towards each other.
Lin Fan grasped the hilt of the demon's fierce sword, swung the giant sword with overwhelming demonic energy, and struck hard at Aofang.
Aofang was also not afraid at all. He held the ice sword with both hands and shouted loudly before swinging it in the opposite direction.
"clang!!!"
The two giant swords collided with each other.
The loud sound made the eardrums of everyone watching hurt.
The evil spirit is filled with evil power.
The great sword of ice is astonishingly cold.
On the battlefield, with the place where Lin Fan and Ao Fang collided as the dividing line, one side was purple-red with waves of demonic energy, while the other side was ice-blue with biting cold wind.
Two completely different energies.
The two sword energies are as different as the world.
They collided fiercely on the battlefield, making earth-shattering roars.
Immediately afterwards, the two of them each waved their giant swords and started a wonderful and dangerous battle!
Everyone saw that on the battle platform, the sword light flashed rapidly, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal.
Except for a few experts who have reached the semi-superior level of cultivation, no one can accurately capture the trajectory of either Lin Fan or Ao Fang's moves.
Their speed is really too fast!
Most people could only see two sword lights, one purple and one blue, rushing away.
"clang!"
The two fiercely exchanged swords again.
Lin Fan swayed twice and hurriedly retreated back.
Aofang raised the corner of his mouth slightly and chased after him with a sneer.
"Lin Fan! Where did your arrogance go? Why did you stop working so quickly? Hahaha!"
"Without that sword energy, your strength is simply not enough!"
"How can you, like you, have the courage to challenge me? Are you bringing humiliation on yourself?"
Aofang made sarcastic remarks while chasing Lin Fan.
Lin Fan's face was as sinking as water, and he fought and then retreated.
Soon, he was forced to the edge of the fighting platform.
If you are knocked off the fighting platform, you will also be judged as a loser.
Seeing this, many people became anxious.
"Junior brother, you must win, you must win!" Chu Ling'er clenched her fists, stared at the stage without blinking, and prayed softly.
"Lin Fan is going to lose. Not only is Aofang's cultivation much higher than him, but he also got a trump card last night that is enough to make him invincible. Even if Lin Fan can withstand Aofang's attack,
But he definitely can’t resist that trump card!”
A female disciple with a slightly pale face and messy hair came to Chu Ling'er and said softly.
"Who are you? Why do you say that my junior brother will lose?" Chu Ling'er suddenly turned her head and stared at the woman with an unkind expression and asked.
The woman smiled miserably and said, "Me? My name is Ye Xiaorou, I'm just a poor thing."
"Ye Xiaorou...Ye Xiaorou!?"
Chu Ling'er lowered her head and murmured twice, then suddenly a flash of inspiration occurred.
She remembered the two names Mu Tianhan mentioned after he came back from the third branch the night before yesterday.
One is Aofang.
The other one is Ye Xiaorou!
Isn't she the female disciple who plotted against Mo Wentian?
Chu Ling'er suddenly raised her head, only to see Ye Xiaorou turning around and leaving.
The back view is quite lonely.
For some reason, Chu Ling'er suddenly felt that maybe Ye Xiaorou was really the "poor person" she called her.
"Bah, bah, bah, Chu Ling'er, Chu Ling'er, you have to stand firm and not waver! That Ye Xiaorou is a big bad guy, you must not show any sympathy to her!" Chu Ling'er lightly tapped her little head.
, and then stopped thinking about Ye Xiaorou and continued to look at the fighting platform.
As for the "trump card" Ye Xiaorou mentioned, Chu Ling'er, who was very nervous, didn't pay attention to it and forgot about it at that time.
At this time, Lin Fan had been completely forced to the edge of the battle stage.
Even half of the foot is hanging in the air!
The situation is critical!
"Hahaha! Lin Fan, you were defeated by me after all! Get out of here!"
Aofang shouted loudly and raised the ice sword high with both hands.
The cold air around the ice sword intensified a lot at this moment, and there was only a "crack" sound, and ice actually formed on the ice sword.
The frozen ice blocks continued to extend forward, making this huge ice sword instantly increase in size many times.
Then, Aofang used both arms to slash hard.
"Ice Extreme Slash!"
"Hoo ho ho!"
A terrifying ice-blue sword energy slashed down hard with a sharp whistling sound.
The space shook for a moment and was almost torn apart by this sword energy.
Ao Fang couldn't help but have a proud smile on his face.
It seems that there is no need to use the sword energy given by senior brother.
Lin Fan is nothing without that mysterious sword energy!
However, Aofang did not notice that although Lin Fan was in danger, there was no trace of panic in his eyes.
Instead, it was shining brightly.
Just when the sword energy exploded and slashed down.
Lin Fan suddenly narrowed his eyes and flipped his wrist. The demon's ferocious power trembled, and then with a sword roar, it slashed out from bottom to top.
The crimson sword energy roared into the sky.
With the blessing of the sentimental sword intention, the power of this originally mediocre sword was greatly increased.
The moment the sword was struck, Aofang's expression suddenly changed and his pupils shrank violently.
Facing this sword, he actually felt a sense of palpitations.
But at this time, Aofang's moves were too old, and it was already too late to dodge or retreat.
The next moment.
The crimson sword energy collided with the ice blue sword energy.
Almost at the moment when the two sword qi collided, Aofang's face instantly turned pale. His sword qi didn't last even for a moment before it was directly dispersed.
The sword energy was broken, Aofang suffered a backlash, and the energy and blood in his body surged crazily.
His body was like a kite with its string broken, and it flew out in a panic.
"Aofang! You are the one who loses!"
Lin Fan's momentum was so high that his voice shook the world.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Fan chased Aofang with his sword in hand.
When the strength reaches the level of Aofang, it is not so easy to completely fail.
That sword only reversed the relationship between strength and weakness between the two parties.
But to truly establish a victory, it is not enough.
Need more swords!
Moreover, for a villain like Aofang, how could Lin Fan let him lose so easily.
Whatever he did to Mo Wentian, Lin Fan would return it to him!
Everyone in the audience was shocked.
Originally, Lin Fan had been suppressed and beaten, unable to fight back, but suddenly he fought back.
The situation really turned around in an instant.
Aofang, who was originally confident of winning, was actually knocked out.
This...is going to be reversed?
While Aofang was flying upside down, he was filled with shock and anger.
He already knew that Lin Fan had been showing weakness to the enemy in order to fight back against the Jedi.
hateful!
A look of ferocity appeared on Aofang's face.
If that's the case, then don't blame me for using my trump card!
Thinking of this, Aofang instantly immersed himself in his mind and communicated with the sword energy in his body.
The sword energy was mobilized instantly and appeared in Aofang's palm hidden under his sleeves.
Aofang looked at Lin Fan who was charging with a gloomy look. He swung his sword with his right hand and fired out a sword energy. At the same time, he shook his left wrist rapidly. Under the cover of Aofang's own sword energy, the green sword energy flowed out quietly.