National Luck: Playing the Sword of Heaven and Earth at the beginning

Chen Fan released a terrifying flame, this kind of flame, even Raging Fire Daoist felt troublesome and dared not approach it.

But when the flame was released a hundred meters away, it stopped spreading.

Immediately afterwards, the backflow of the flame.

The endless flames flowed back into Chen Fan's body, dyeing Chen Fan's hair red.

Master Li Huo couldn't help swallowing, and said: "This person is so terrifying, even if it is his own flame, I have never seen anyone who dared to contain him like this."

And the next moment, the fire in Chen Fan's body turned into pure crimson energy, pouring into one of the four swords surrounding him.

The sword suddenly turned crimson red, exuding extremely high temperature, and even the surrounding air was distorted.

Immediately afterwards, another infinite cold air diffused from Chen Fan's post and spread towards the surroundings.

Feeling the horror of this cold air, Fire Dragon Sword Master couldn't help shivering.

Before, he was frozen by this cold air, and he felt that his soul was almost frozen.

He couldn't help but retreated another dozen meters.Seeing this, Raging Huo also retreated more than ten meters.

The endless cold air retracted again, entered Chen Fan's body, and then entered the body of another sword.

The sword turned icy blue, and frost fell around the blade.

Looking at the other two swords around Chen Fan, the Huolong Sword Master and Raging Fire Master looked at each other, with a deep and indelible shock in their eyes.

Could it be that this Fanjian sect master has other powers in his body?

As they thought, Chen Fan tapped the third long sword, and the sword suddenly became blurred.

Fire Dragon Sword Master and Raging Fire Master couldn't help wondering, what kind of ability is this?
Although he couldn't feel any special power, there was a faint sense of crisis.

Only Mo Chi said with a heavy face, "The sword is vibrating at a very high frequency, so it appears blurred."

"This sword is equally terrible."

The Fire Dragon Sword Master asked: "Shock? What kind of power is this?"

Mo Chi shook his head and said, "This kind of sword skill, you will know it when you think about that unrecognized genius in Zhang's Sword Village."

The Fire Dragon Sword Master couldn't help but hesitate.

"Master Fanjian is still related to Zhang's Jianzhuang?"

Daoist Lie Huo couldn't help being confused: "What is the origin of the master of the Fanjian sect? It is actually related to Wang Quan Jianzhuang, Chen's Jianzhuang, and Zhang's Jianzhuang at the same time?"

Mochi said: "This is just our imagination. Maybe this young man is the legendary chosen one."

The Huolong Sword Master and Raging Fire Master were silent at the same time.

The chosen one is also called the heavenly man.

This young man, really?
Three of the Four Cake Swords revolving around Chen Fan were already full of power, and in the last one, Chen Fan transmitted his own Qi into it.

The life energy ability evaluated as S-level by the system should not be underestimated either.

Extremely powerful, Chen Fan slowly raised his sword to the sky:
"Sword of Punishing God, come on!"

The four long swords containing various powers turned into four rays of light and flew towards the sky suddenly.

The great sword of Qi training suddenly burst into light, extending a huge sword light of tens of meters.

And with the injection of the power of the four long swords, the sword light is still extending.

40 meters, 50 meters, 60 meters...

100 meters, 150 meters, 200 meters...

In the end, a huge sword light over a kilometer pierced into the sky.

Outside of Wuyan Peak, within a range of tens of miles, most of the sword cultivators saw this soaring sword light.

Countless gazes turned here, all of them horrified and inexplicable.

This kind of aura has spread for dozens of miles, and even the nearest Chen's Sword Village has countless eyes looking towards it.

The head of the Chen family, Chen Daolin, appeared on a mountain top, staring in this direction.

"The breath of Heaven and Earth Sword, but it's not pure."

"Who is this fighting?"

……

The sword that countless people paid attention to was finally cut off.

When Wang Lin saw this sword take shape, his heart was already bleeding with regret.

I can't take it, I can't take it at all.

Chen Fan's sword was like opening up the sky and the earth, the white clouds in the sky were dispersed, and the dust on the earth was blown away.

But it's too late to regret.

He can only spread the order throughout Zhongyanfeng:
"All elders and disciples, inject spiritual power into the mountain protection formation!"

He had to fight to the death.

The three elders and a dozen disciples were terrified by the boundless sword light hanging above their heads.

They don't understand, they are practicing honestly in their own room, why the mountain protection formation suddenly rises?
Moreover, there is a huge sword hanging in the sky outside.

It is true that people sit at home, and swords come from heaven.

But the masters have spoken, and they have to obey.

Before many disciples gathered in the main hall, they injected mana into the mountain protection formation.

The yellow shield became a little more solid.

But even so, Wang Lin still had no idea.

He bit the tip of his tongue, and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the golden dharma sword, arousing the potential of the mountain protection formation.

hum~
The power of the entire Zhongyanfeng was drawn by the mountain guard formation, and some trees withered silently.

Chen Fan's sword was finally cut down.

The golden sword glow clashed with the shield, eroding and destroying each other, the sword glow cut through the shield, and the shield weathered the sword glow, and the stalemate was reached for a while.

The infinite wind pressure spread to the surroundings, and several surrounding mountain peaks and rocks were blown off.

But as soon as Chen Fan exerted force in his hands, the shield of the mountain protection formation immediately showed a state of collapse, and the entire shield collapsed.

A look that could be crushed at any time.

The dharma sword in Wang Lin's hand was trembling, and he felt that the dharma sword was struggling to support, and it was about to fail.

And the sword glow that traversed the blue sky outside the shield still exuded a destructive aura.

"Too underestimated this person, how could he be so powerful?"

There was a bit of bitterness in Wang Lin's heart, and a feeling of powerlessness rose from his heart.

"Isn't it over if you admit defeat early?"

"Why do you have to use the mountain protection array to gamble?"

At this moment, Wang Lin felt extremely regretful.

Snapped!The dharma sword broke, and the mountain guard outside broke down.

Wang Lin, as well as the elders and disciples of the Kunshan Sword Sect, couldn't help spurting out a mouthful of blood, and collapsed to the ground one by one.

The sword light that can cut mountains has not disappeared, it is still being suppressed inch by inch.

Wang Lin rushed out of the hall, looked at the injured disciples on the ground, and looked at the Heavenly Sword that was still pressing down a little bit on his head, his teeth were bleeding:

"Master Fanjian, are you going to kill them all?!"

Wang Lin roared, but it didn't seem to have any effect. The Heavenly Sword was still pressing down inch by inch.

"You all leave! Zhong Yanfeng can't keep it!"

Wang Lin yelled at the injured disciples and elders: "The elders take the injured disciples away! I will defend you for a moment!"

After finishing speaking, a long sword appeared in his hand, and he transformed into the body of the earth spirit again. He drew Zhong Yanfeng's power of the earth, and directly faced the sky sword that surpassed him by many times.

Facing the sword himself, Wang Lin felt how shattering it was.

His sword of the earth spirit couldn't stop even the slightest bit, and the huge sword light was still falling.

"Let's go!"

Blood flowed from the corner of Wang Lin's mouth, and he turned around and shouted angrily.

The three elders didn't dare to delay, picked up two or three disciples who couldn't move, pulled them with magic power, and left Zhong Yanfeng quickly.

Seeing that everyone in the sect had left, Wang Lin was relieved, and the giant earth spirit sword that resisted the soaring sword light shattered with a snap.

The giant sword was in front of him like a thousand catties, and he was powerless to dodge it, so he could only close his eyes powerlessly.

One second...two seconds...