Countless sparks swept out, Jiang Binhan''s pupils shrunk, holding an iron folding fan, he couldn''t help falling back, but the first Yang Dao sword couldn''t pierce the seemingly damaged iron folding fan.
"Get out of here!"
Jiangbin Han roared angrily, pinched his right hand, and immediately raised it. The first Yang Dao sword against the iron folding fan was staggered by it. Immediately, a black wind swept under the iron folding fan.
The black wind rushed into the sky and turned into a black pillar to the whole world. Even the first Yang Dao sword retreated under the black wind.
Zhuo Wen pinched his right hand in the void, and the first Yang Dao sword returned to Zhuo Wen''s palm like a rising sun.
Zhuo Wen''s eyes became very serious and stared at the iron folding fan in Jiang Binhan''s hand with a slight frown.
Although the iron folding fan looks damaged, it can blow back the first Yang Dao sword. It can be seen that it is extraordinary, and the power of the black wind emitted by the iron folding fan can not be underestimated.
"Zhuo Wen, you forced me to use this immortal weapon. Although it is a defective product, it is not what your incomplete earth immortal holy weapon, the first Yang Dao sword, can compete with."
Jiang Binhan grinned and stepped on the ground with his right foot. The whole person rushed to the sky like an arrow. Then he waved the iron folding fan in his right hand. The black wind across the sky was more terrifying and expanded, and soon swept towards Zhuo Wen.
Hoo Hoo!
The black wind is extremely frightening, and the surrounding space collapses under the action of the black wind, and its speed is very fast towards Zhuo Wen.
"Cixian weapon?"
Zhuo Wen''s eyes suddenly became very serious. Naturally, he had heard about the secondary immortal ware. The so-called secondary immortal ware is the defective product of the immortal holy ware.
The forger who forges immortal and holy wares will not be 100% successful in the refining process, but there will always be failed products.
The failed product of this immortal and holy ware is called secondary immortal ware. The raw materials used in the forging of immortal and holy ware are exactly the same, and there is still the terrorist threat of immortal and holy ware.
However, because it is a failed product, its power is far from that of the real immortal holy ware, but it is far more powerful than the anti heaven holy ware.
"Jiang Binhan really has cixianqi on his body. I knew that with his identity and the love of Jiang Zuomei, there could be no such level of treasure body protection as cixianqi."
The beautiful woman hidden in the crowd didn''t feel any accident in her eyes after seeing Jiang Binhan take out the second fairy weapon. She had expected it for a long time.
Fang Lao, who had been fighting with the blood fairy in the sky, noticed the sudden attack of Zhuo Wen at the beginning, and he was still worried about the safety of Jiang Binhan.
However, when Jiang Binhan took out the secondary immortal tool of iron folding fan, the worry in his heart dissipated.
He knew that with the iron folding fan in hand, what if Zhuo Wen had the first Yang Dao sword? You can''t hurt the riverside cold at all.
WOW!
The black wind was so fast that it swept in front of Zhuo Wen in an instant.
Zhuo Wen''s eyes were indifferent, and the first Yang Dao sword came out. The first Yang Dao sword turned into a scorching sun and came into being slowly. It blew heavily on the black wind.
Boom, boom!
The black wind and the golden awn exploded constantly in mid air.
The first Yang Dao sword is one of the components of Jiuyang Dao sword. In a sense, it should also be a sub immortal weapon.
The first Yang Dao sword was suddenly cut out, and a round of scorching sun and virtual shadow surged up. Immediately, it suddenly exploded and burst into countless shining golden awns.
The black wind roared and finally annihilated in the golden awn explosion, and the first Yang Dao sword turned into a long golden awn, swept in an instant, cut through the void and stabbed the cold riverside.
Jiang Binhan was also unwilling to show weakness. He pinched his hands, sacrificed the iron folding fan, swept over the sky, and began to collide violently with the first Yang Dao sword.
The afterwaves generated by the collision of the two immortals were no less than the battlefield of the blood immortals on the other side, and the surrounding buildings turned into ruins.
At the moment when the iron folding fan collided with the first Yang Dao sword, Zhuo Wen''s eyes were cold. As soon as he stepped into the air, a dull explosion sounded. Zhuo Wen swept towards the riverside cold below like a meteor, and the speed was very fast.
Jiang Binhan naturally saw the plundered Zhuo Wen. He looked at Sen Han, bent his fingers and took out a long sword with purple runes all over.
"Anti heaven holy treasure purple Luo sword!"
Jiang Bin snorted coldly, holding the purple Luo sword, and suddenly took it to the sky. The countless purple runes on the body of his long sword surged up with extremely fierce purple awns. Soon, these purple awns finally gathered into a terrible sword awning and rose into the sky.
"It''s also a sacred treasure against the sky. Jiang Binhan is basically a mobile treasure house. He not only has secondary immortals, but also has three sacred treasures against the sky alone."
Looking at the ziluo sword in Jiang Binhan''s hand, Zhuo Wen was also very surprised. Even he was shocked by the number of treasures on Jiang Binhan.
"The yellow spring of killing means!"
Zhuo Wen pointed out with his right hand that 220 drops of water from the yellow spring attached to his index finger. Suddenly, the index finger was like gold-plated and burst into brilliant gold.
Ding!
When one finger fell, Zhuo Wen''s long hair was calm and automatic, and a sense of killing emerged from his body. As if at this moment, Zhuo culture was an ancient god of killing, coming step by step with endless killing.
Zhuo Wen has a completely different understanding and application of killing huangquan finger since he realized that Taoist Canglong showed the real picture of killing huangquan finger in the spirit of blood tripod.
This point shows that the power is many times stronger than the killing huangquan he performed before.
Boom!
The purple sword awn was very fast and swept in front of Zhuo Wen in an instant. Zhuo Wen''s eyes climbed coldly, which also pointed at the sword awn, and immediately made a continuous sound of explosion in the air.
When one finger fell, the purple sword awn suddenly stagnated, and then countless cracks appeared on the surface, which immediately broke directly.
Whoosh!
The wind roared, and Zhuo Wen continued to fall like a meteorite. His eyes focused on Jiang Binhan. A killing opportunity swept out, which made Jiang Binhan cold in his heart.
"It''s just a sunny holy land. It can burst out such terrible combat power. You are comparable to those evil geniuses in central earth. But now you meet me, so... You are destined to fall."
Jiang Bin snorted coldly. Unexpectedly, he took out another golden talisman. He held the golden talisman in his left hand and pressed it on his chest. The golden talisman instantly integrated into his chest.
For a moment, Jiang Binhan''s breath was rising. His eyes burst out two golden Mans, and his hair tips were dyed into golden Mans.
At this moment, Jiang Binhan, who should have been the holy land of heaven and sky, now, after integrating the golden talisman, the breath is rising, and finally climbed to the peak of the holy land against heaven.
"It''s just a sunny holy land. I want to see how you fight with me more than two levels?"
Jiang Binhan showed a mocking smile at the corners of his mouth and kicked his legs. Countless cracks began to appear on the ground, and then directly collapsed into ruins. Jiang Binhan rose into the sky like a furious master.
Boom!
Jiang Binhan passed Zhuo Wen in an instant. At that moment, he cut over with a sword. The goal is the key of Zhuo Wen.
Zhuo Wen killed the yellow spring fiercely and accurately on the tip of the purple Luo sword. With a Ding Dong, the purple Luo sword stood still, and Zhuo Wen couldn''t help but retreat.
"Ha ha! Your cultivation is still too low. How can you compete with me now? I won''t kill you today, but I''ll cripple you. The thing on you must be the property of the little Lord."
Jiang Binhan laughed wantonly, stepped into the air, held ziluo sword and continued to attack Zhuo Wen.
Bang bang!
The two fought again, and Jiang Binhan, whose breath soared, was like taking aphrodisiac, as if he had endless energy, while Zhuo Wen was defeated and suppressed under his offensive.
But Zhuo Wen was extremely calm. He quietly looked at the riverside cold like an angry lion in front of him, and his eyes were very cold.
"Zhuo Wen has been suppressed by death. If he doesn''t make a hundred moves, he will lose!" the crowd said in a deep voice.
The beautiful woman beside her has bright eyes. Her eyes don''t fall on Jiang Binhan, but in Zhuo Wen''s cool, demon like eyes.
At the moment, Zhuo Wen''s calmness surprised the beautiful woman, even strange, with a trace of doubt.
"Maybe not!" the beautiful woman took back her eyes, but muttered.
"Now you can only be beaten passively, Zhuo Wen. Now it''s too late for you to beg for mercy. Your future destiny is destined to be in my hands."
Jiang Binhan grinned, pinched his five fingers, held the purple Luo sword and suddenly cut it out. For a moment, ten purple sword shadows appeared in front of him, and then the ten sword shadows quickly divided into ten, hundreds, thousands and thousands. All over the past, there were purple sword shadows.
"Purple Luowan cut!"
As soon as the voice fell, thousands of purple sword shadows, like purple boa constrictors, swam and danced in the air, plundered one after another towards Zhuo Wen, and drowned Zhuo Wen in an instant.
However, at the moment when Zhuo Wen''s figure was submerged, Zhuo Wen''s cold, demon like eyes fell on Jiang Binhan through the gap. He said faintly: "you can''t control my destiny..."
As soon as the voice fell, Zhuo Wen completely disappeared into countless purple sword shadows.
"It''s ridiculous. I''ve reached this point. I dare to say such nonsense."
Jiang Binhan scoffed all over his face, but soon his face changed. He only heard two empty sounds, plundering from his left and right sides, and sandwiched him in the center.
"Who?"
Jiang Binhan''s eyes were cold, and the purple sword suddenly cut out, and two purple swords swept out.
The bodies of the two figures remained the same, but the void behind the two figures suddenly fell down two huge mountains. The two mountains pressed the top of Mount Tai and directly annihilated the two swords.
Boom!
The remaining momentum of the two huge mountains is unabated. They blast towards the riverside cold and want to crush them into meat sauce.
Jiang Binhan didn''t dare to neglect. He spread out his body method and suddenly stepped back to avoid the attack of the two mountains.
However, when the riverside cold retreated, an extremely strong breath swept from behind him.
Jiang Binhan suddenly turned his head and saw the figure coming from behind. He couldn''t help shrinking his pupils and exclaimed: "how did you... Appear behind me..."