The visitor is a middle-aged man with extraordinary bearing. He carries a sword behind his back and exudes terrible sword Qi all over.


    It''s sharp and aggressive, so people can''t get close easily.


    "Are you Qin fan?" the middle-aged man asked directly.


    "I am," Qin fan replied. But he racked his brains to figure out who the man was, or that they had never met before.


    "Hongmeng purple gas is in your hand?" the middle-aged man asked directly without hesitation.


    "Who told you?" Qin fancai didn''t want to carry the black pot, even if Hongmeng''s purple Qi was really in his hands.


    "It seems that we have nothing to say!"


    Then the middle-aged man reached out and the sword behind him immediately flew out.


    "I don''t know what to call you?" Qin fan asked calmly.


    Under the sage, he was not afraid of anyone, although the middle-aged man looked by no means good.


    "Beiming sword God is me!" the middle-aged man said proudly.


    When the voice fell, the silver long sword in his hand cut out the blade against the sky and fiercely cleaved at him.


    Seeing this, Qin fan was also impolite. Without hesitation, he offered the blood dragon sword and met the sword fearlessly.


    "Whew, whew..."


    "Bang Bang..."


    The sword Qi was vertical and horizontal. When the two unparalleled sword Qi collided with each other, Qin fan was shocked back a hundred meters away, and the hand holding the blood dragon sword was numb.


    Beiming sword God on the opposite side is not much better, but he should be more calm and calm.


    Even so, he still showed a surprised look in his eyes looking at Qin fan.


    "It''s worthy of being a man who can kill and destroy giant beasts. This strength is really amazing!" Qin fan looked at Qin fan with sharp eyes, and Beiming sword God said in amazement and praise.


    "You''re not bad, especially the unparalleled sword technique. It''s an eye opener for me, but I''d better compete with you!" after quickly healing with the power of life, Qin fan looked squarely into the eyes of Beiming sword God and said provocatively.


    Mietian emperor Zun once had a great achievement in swordsmanship. Qin fan hasn''t met a suitable opponent in his swordsmanship over the years. Now he finally sees an expert who can be justified in swordsmanship. He has some itching. He wants to try to see how strong his swordsmanship is.


    "Come again!"


    The sword God of Beiming came for Hongmeng purple Qi.


    He was also worried that Qin fan would retreat without fighting, so when he saw that he was so strong, Beiming sword God was very excited, and his hand became more and more fierce. One move went straight to the door. He spared no effort to kill Qin fan to death.


    Once again, Qin fan was entangled with Beiming sword God.


    Both of them held their breath, especially the sword God of Beiming, who was famous all over the world for his sword technique.


    In the nine regions, he doesn''t think anyone can compete with him in swordsmanship.


    But now the competition with Qin fan put him under great pressure, because he began to find that Qin fan''s attainments in swordsmanship were unexpectedly strong. Even if he tried his best, he seemed unable to help him.


    Soon, the two of them fought hundreds of rounds. They were basically evenly matched and divided equally. No one could do anything.


    However, Beiming sword God was really shocked, because only his own heart knew that he couldn''t hurt him when he did his best, which completely changed his understanding of Qin fan.


    "Good boy, your swordsmanship is so good. You shocked me!"


    Without concealing his inner surprise, Beiming sword God sighed. His eyes looking at Qin fan were full of horror, which was extremely shocked.


    "So if you only have such a little ability, even if Hongmeng purple gas is in my hand, you can''t get it!" Qin Fan said forcefully, looking at the eyes of the North Ming sword God.


    "Don''t be complacent, this is just the beginning!"


    After that, his face was cold and he raised his silver sword again.


    "Nine sword Qi!"


    With an angry drink, he immediately saw that the long sword in the hand of Beiming sword God was carrying the force of ten thousand Jun and fiercely chopped at Qin fan.


    "Dang Dang..."


    The strength was as heavy as a mountain. When the sharp sword came down, Qin fan easily took over and blocked it with the blood dragon sword.


    Just when he thought that the nine sword Qi of the sword God was nothing more than this, the second sword Qi came one after another, which didn''t give him time to breathe.


    "Eh!"


    He realized that something was wrong, but Qin fan easily blocked the second sword Qi.


    Compared with the first double sword Qi, the power of the second double sword Qi has soared ten times and is unstoppable.


    "No!"


    The sword Qi was endless. Soon the third sword Qi came down again, and its power soared ten times.


    Then the fourth sword Qi... The fifth sword Qi... The sixth sword Qi... The seventh sword Qi... The eighth sword Qi


    Qin fan tried his best to stop the seventh sword Qi, but his whole body collapsed. He was covered with blood under the terrible sword Qi.


    However, everything was not over. The eighth sword Qi came with the power of destroying the sky and the earth and wreaked havoc on him.


    Compared with the first sword Qi, the power of the eighth sword Qi is ten million times stronger than that of the first sword Qi. Therefore, under the destruction of the eighth sword Qi, Qin fan''s body can''t hold up completely, and instantly turns into a blood mist, which destroys both form and spirit.


    "Boss!!!"


    Lin Xiao looked at it, numb as a chicken, and the whole person was completely shocked.


    Before that, he didn''t pay attention to the Beiming sword God and determined that he was not Qin fan''s opponent.


    But he didn''t expect that Qin fan would die under the eighth sword Qi under the devastation of the ninth sword Qi. He didn''t even give him time to react.


    "Hum, I thought you were so powerful that you can''t stand a single blow under my nine heavy sword spirit!" the North Ming sword God said proudly, looking contemptuously at Qin fan, who has lost all his form and spirit.


    However, although Qin fan was killed, Hongmeng purple did not appear, which surprised Beiming sword God.


    Looking for it carefully and determining that Hongmeng purple gas was not here, the ancestor of Beiming bullied him, looked at Lin Xiao sharply and asked, "Hongmeng purple gas? Why did Qin fan die and Hongmeng purple gas not appear?"


    "Who told you that Hongmeng purple gas was in my boss''s hands?" Lin Xiao angrily looked at the eyes of Beiming sword God.


    He was worried about Qin fan, but he soon calmed down.


    Qin fan can''t be killed so easily. What just died under the nine heavy sword was only separation. Otherwise, so many magic weapons on Qin fan would have come out and become ownerless.


    "No, the boy is not dead?"


    Suddenly, the northern hell sword God seemed to realize something, and then he woke up.


    "Your jiuzhong sword is very powerful, but you really think you can kill my boss?" Lin Xiao sarcastically looked into his eyes indifferently.


    "Where is he? Who did I kill just now?"


    Some lost his mind, and the sword God of Beiming began to be anxious. Qin fan''s strength and strangeness made his face look more and more dignified and very uneasy.


    "The nine sword Qi is really powerful. I didn''t expect that each sword Qi can increase by ten times. The power of the eighth sword Qi is ten million times that of the first sword Qi. It''s really amazing!" the ghost appeared behind the Beiming sword God, and Qin fan praised it without stingy.


    "Who did I just kill?" Beiming sword God asked again. When facing Qin fan, he had a creepy feeling.


    "That''s my part!" Qin Fan said truthfully.


    "Separation... I didn''t expect your separation to be so powerful!" looked at him with great palpitation, and Beiming sword God shocked.


    "Your nine heavy sword Qi is also very powerful. The power of the eighth heavy sword Qi has reached the level of tens of millions of Jin. According to this calculation, the power of the ninth heavy sword Qi should reach the level of hundreds of millions of Jin. It''s incredible. It''s worthy of being a sword God!" Qin fan was shocked when he looked at the Beiming sword God with great appreciation.


    Facing Qin fan''s calculation, Beiming sword God kept silent.


    It''s nothing else, but his nine fold sword Qi only understands the eighth fold at present. He hasn''t been able to refine the ninth fold sword Qi yet.


    "I''ll say it again. You''ve seen my strength by handing over the Hongmeng purple Qi. Since I can kill your part, I can still kill you!" looking coldly at Qin fan''s eyes, Beiming sword God said strongly.


    "That''s not true. Maybe I can stop your ninth sword spirit!" he grinned indifferently. Qin fan waved his arm. The whole person was like beating chicken blood. He was completely fearless.


    "Well, don''t blame me for being rude!"


    His face was cold. For the sake of Hongmeng purple Qi, Beiming sword God completely threw out his nine sword Qi again and tried his best to kill Qin fan.