Shushan signed in for 3000 years, leaving the land sword fairy

Zhao Fan never shows mercy to his enemies.

"Swordsmanship."

With Zhao Fan's thought, Chi Xiao shot out, and the void where he passed collapsed, forming a terrifying crack.

"Great formation of yin and yang."

Sensing Zhao Fan's strength, Qingfengzi didn't dare to fight against him easily, and called the other nine people to form an formation.

In an instant, ten different energies gathered, with Qingfengzi as the center, forming a super large formation, covering Zhao Fan like a net from heaven and earth.

The sword light was surging, but under the suppression of this formation, Chi Xiao's sword intent was unexpectedly blocked.

"interesting."

Seeing the energy of the formation pouring in, the corners of Zhao Fan's mouth curled up, and finally he became a little more serious, directly using [-]% of his strength, and slashing out with his sword again.

Boom!

This sword opened up the world, and it slashed towards the big formation ahead like a thunderbolt.

"Kill him with all your might."

Looking at this sword, Qingfengzi roared angrily, and the fairy power in his body was poured into the formation continuously, as did the other nine people.

The big formation suddenly exploded, forming a yin and yang mill that covered the sky and covered the earth. With unimaginable power, it blasted towards Zhao Fan's sword light, trying to wipe out this attack.

But they still overestimated their own strength, and even underestimated Zhao Fan's sword skills.

The seemingly small sword light was actually full of endless destructive power, and the Yin-Yang grinding disc lasted for only a few seconds before collapsing with a "click".

"not good."

"Fast back."

Qingfengzi turned pale with shock, and hastily sacrificed the magic weapon for body protection, as did the other nine people.

bang, bang...

The sword light shattered the dead, and directly smashed the magic weapon they were proud of to protect their bodies.

Under the impact of Jian Guang, Qing Fengzi and other ten strong men were beaten until they vomited blood, and their aura was so weak that they were severely injured.

"Let's go."

Zhao Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and another sword light swept out, about to kill Qingfengzi and others.

"Fellow Daoist, wait."

Just at this moment, a figure with immortal demeanor appeared, and just as he raised his hand, he blocked the fatal blow for Qingfengzi and others.

Chapter 168 Confronting the Daoist with Long Eyebrows

This is an old man in a white robe, with a childlike face and white hair, and piercing eyes.

The most striking thing is that its eyebrows are as long as hair, and it looks like a fairy.

He stood there casually, as if he had merged into the entire universe.

Although there was no strong fluctuation of spiritual power, it gave Zhao Fan the feeling that it was like a mountain that was difficult to shake.

"Teach the real person."

"Meet the headmaster."

Seeing this old man, Qingfengzi and the others showed joy, and quickly bowed down to salute.

"Teacher of Taoism."

Zhao Fan looked at the other party, frowned slightly, and finally an old guy worthy of his attention appeared.

"You step back."

The head teacher of the Taoist sect signaled Qingfengzi and the others to retreat, and stood in front of Zhao Fan alone.

"As ordered."

Although a little unwilling, Qingfengzi and the others understood that they were no match for Zhao Fan at all, and it would not be of much use if they stayed.

"I have long eyebrows, and I am currently the head teacher of the Taoist sect."

"May I ask what your name is?"

The Taoist headmaster smiled and greeted Zhao Fan kindly.

He seems to have forgotten that Zhao Fan is the enemy of Taoism.

His smiling face made Zhao Fan feel a little disgusted, and his frown became more obvious.

"Shushan Wuming Sword Cultivator."

Zhao Fan opened his mouth casually and said.

He was not in a hurry to act, but wanted to see what kind of tricks this real man with long eyebrows was playing.

"A nameless sword cultivator?"

The long-browed real man smiled dumbly, but didn't say much.

He looked Zhao Fan up and down, and continued after a while: "Your Excellency's swordsmanship is outstanding, and you have such an outstanding cultivation level, which I admire very much."

"Before, our Taoist sect was reckless. I am willing to compensate Shushan for all losses, and please stop fighting and turn enemies into friends."

"How about not knowing?"

The real person with long eyebrows said it very sincerely.

"Wow..."

As soon as his words fell, the old guys and disciples of the Taoist sect all showed shocked expressions, and they were a little hard to understand, the way of the long eyebrow real person.

"Is the teacher in charge crazy?"

"This guy has attacked our Taoist sect and killed so many people. Let's compensate them for the loss of Shushan? Then who will compensate our Taoist sect for the loss?"

"The tens of thousands of years of prestige of the Taoist sect will be destroyed in one day."

Qingfengzi and the others spoke angrily, some couldn't accept it.

Although they were very dissatisfied, they did not dare to intervene at the moment.

Daoist Master Changmei has a very high prestige in the Taoist sect. He was already the head teacher of the Taoist sect tens of thousands of years ago.

Regardless of strength or prestige, they are not existences that they can question.

"Stop fighting and turn enemies into friends?"

Zhao Fan sneered and asked, "I'd like to hear how to turn an enemy into a friend?"

"In this storage ring, there are various treasures including Wannian chalcedony and sky fire colored glaze. I think you should be very clear about the value of them."

"It should be more than enough to compensate you for the loss of Shushan with these things?"

The long-browed real person said with a smile.

"More than enough?" Zhao Fan sneered, and said coldly: "The Daoist sect attacked Shushan, causing tens of thousands of deaths and injuries to the Shushanmen. Let alone more treasures, even if you move a hundred treasure houses, it will not be able to make up for those lost treasures." s life."

"The only way out for your Taoist sect now is to either kneel down and surrender, or be wiped out by my sword."

"There is absolutely no third option."

Zhao Fan said word by word.

Daoist Changmei intentionally showed weakness, obviously a little jealous of Zhao Fan's strength.

But since Zhao Fan came in person, he will naturally make the Taoist sect pay the real price.

Regardless of his sect that dominated the world of cultivating immortals tens of thousands of years ago, no matter how unfathomable his Taoist background is, Zhao Fan will still kill him with a single sword!

"That's a pity."

"Since this is the case, the old man will have to discuss with Your Excellency."

The old man with long eyebrows shook his head and said calmly.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's do it." Zhao Fan remained expressionless.

If you think about it in another way, Shushan has no protection of its own, and people from the Taoist sect broke in. If Shushan is willing to compromise and compensate, will the people from the Taoist sect accept it?almost impossible.

In the world of cultivating immortals, strength determines everything.

"In that case, let me teach you."

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of the long-browed real person appeared cold, and he just took a step, ignoring the layers of space and distance, and came to Zhao Fan in an instant.

He raised his hand and slapped it with a palm. The surface of the palm was covered with thick waves.

Although it hasn't really fallen yet, the invisible terrifying force has already shattered the void.

Zhao Fan raised his brows, as expected of the head teacher of the Taoist sect, he really has some ability.

"boom!"

Chi Xiao's sword was sharp, and he casually touched the opponent's palm.

There was a distance of three inches between the blade and the palm. Although there was no direct collision, the two completely different forces were confronting each other in the air.

The sky and the earth are eclipsed, the sun and the moon have no light.

Centering on Zhao Fan and Master Changmei, a landslide and tsunami-like energy frenzy erupted.

These aftermaths spread in all directions, the ground cracked, forming bottomless cracks, and countless thunder and lightning exploded.

This is just a tentative confrontation between the two, which has already caused such a terrible movement.

"The fifth floor of the Mahayana period."

Zhao Fan frowned slightly.

Although it was just a test, but the strength of this real person with long eyebrows is indeed very strong. Not only is he in the same realm as himself, but he also has an extremely deep understanding of the world, and his background is very profound and amazing.

This is the first time Zhao Fan has encountered such a tyrannical guy since he cultivated immortality.

bang...

The powerful and terrifying air engines of the two collided violently, causing a wider range of movements.

The clouds and mists in the sky completely dissipated, and the mountains, rocks, vegetation and trees on the ground collapsed. With this place as the center, hundreds of immortal cultivators across thousands of miles felt a suffocating pressure.

This is the fight between the five-level powerhouses in the Mahayana period, and it is simply a world-shattering.

Immortal cultivators in the Mahayana period have immortal spiritual power in their bodies, which can be said to be at the level of half-immortals.

As for the fifth floor of the Mahayana stage, more than half of the spiritual power in the body is immortal spiritual power. An existence of this level has the power to destroy everything with every gesture.

The whole Taoist gate was trembling and shaking, the rocks rolled down, and the palace was broken.

Some of the weaker immortal cultivators of the Taoist sect were shaken into blood mist and exploded away under the aftermath.

Even Qingfengzi and the others felt terrified, and hurriedly led the Taoist cultivators under his command to take the initiative to keep a long enough distance to avoid being affected by the battle between the two.

"Sure enough, it will be terrifying in life."

"Your Excellency, please try my immortal power."

The heart of the old man with long eyebrows froze, his body was full of fairy spirit power, and he slapped out another palm, like a great roc spreading its wings across the sky, even more like a dragon roaring with its head raised.

Streams of silver immortal power as thick as mountains pierced through the void, blasting towards Zhao Fan like endless rivers.

This blow is enough to darken the world and make mountains and rivers tremble.

"Wan Jian Jue."

Zhao Fan felt a bit of pressure, Fei Fei did not force back, but instead struck out with a sword.

The dazzling golden sword light, with the aura of destroying all things, collided violently with the immortal power. With the sound of "boom", two completely different energies exploded almost at the same time.

"Fa Xiangtiandi."

The smile on the face of the long-browed Daoist dissipated, and his expression was extremely solemn. A huge Dharma figure tens of thousands of feet appeared, raised his huge and boundless hands, and fell like a dark cloud.

Compared with this statue, Zhao Fan's figure is as small as an ant.

But even so, as soon as the sword light came out, even though the Dharma Xiang was so huge and stalwart, it still collapsed.

The two fought fiercely, and in the blink of an eye, they collided with hundreds of moves.