Boil the heavens

Lang Fanyun was fighting Pang Ban.

Where the two of them passed by, the air of swords and swords criss-crossed, invisible cracks streaked across the ground, bricks and stones shattered, walls fell, and the entire city wall was completely changed.

"This is what you rely on? It doesn't seem to be very useful!"

[Blood Explosion] Although the state makes people stronger, it is time-sensitive. As time goes by, the true energy and life are almost burned, which is equivalent to a complete loss of combat effectiveness.

Although the disciples of the Magician's Palace are still extremely vigorous, with Lang Fanyun's control over the aura, it can be easily judged that they are all at the end of their strength.

Glancing casually, Pang Ban ignored Lang Fanyun's words, and just smiled lightly, "Although the world ranks Lang Fanyun, Hu Xian, Zhang Sanfeng and Pang Ban as the top four, in my heart, I always thought that only Zhang Sanfeng is the real opponent of this seat, now it seems that this seat still underestimates the heroes of the world, Lang Fanyun, you are a good opponent!"

"Your rain-covering sword is not bad, but it's a pity that you have hidden wounds in your body. At this moment, I'm more concerned about it. I can't reach the perfect state. Otherwise, if I can fight against the most perfect magician, it will be the real magician. Have fun!" Cloud Turning Knife slashed across the side, and the green brick under his feet broke in two instantly, looking at Pang Ban, although the two had different positions, they both sighed with a hero's pity for a hero.

"Who said my state is not perfect today?" Hearing Lang Fanyun's words, Pang Ban suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, "Fighting for the country, my state of mind has never been as perfect as it is today!"

After all, the Rain-covering sword was raised, and the rain-covering sword energy gathered. Coincidentally, at this moment, drops of rain gathered in the sky. Tick-tick, the rain fell, and the more it fell, the heavier the aura on Pang Ban's body became.

Just as he himself said, the imposing manner on Pang Ban's body at this moment was unprecedentedly heavy.

"Haha... What a heavy rain, what a Pang Ban, Langmou can fight with you today, I have no regrets in this life!"

Gazing at Pang Ban, who was rising in momentum in front of him, Lang Fanyun also let out a long laugh, and the Cloud Turning Knife lay in front of his eyes, the sword's aura soared into the sky, the clouds and gas blended together, and the dark clouds rolled in the sky, constantly pressing down, weighing people's hearts like the sky Wei is coming!

Pang Ban swung the sword, and the torrential rain seemed to possess spirituality. Following the rain-covering sword, the water dripped through the stone, and the stone broke the sky. The torrential rain fell on the city wall, and the whole city wall was shaking violently!

The rain fell to the ground, like a heavy sword, fierce and sharp, and the bricks of the city were smashed. among people.

In the fluctuation, the cloud of sword intent collided with the rain of sword intent. Before they could fight together, the two had already launched the most intense battle in the spiritual world.

Bang, bang, bang...

Silence froze for a moment, eyes met, looked at each other and smiled, the two started at the same time, fighting together instantly, swords collided, and the sparks of metal clashing were particularly bright in the heavy rain.

For a moment, almost all the battlefield below was attracted by these two people.

In the distance, Yan Fei, who was watching the battle, saw this scene and couldn't help sighing, "The cloud-turning knife, the rain-covering sword, the cloud-turning rain, the artistic conception of clouds and rain not only complements each other, but also mutually restrains each other. It is wonderful and powerful, and this artistic conception is already so strong They are just using the power of the celestial phenomena to manipulate the changes of the celestial phenomena, these two are really a perfect match!"

"However... Both the Cloud Turning Knife and the Rain Overturning Sword seem to be made by me." Yan Fei suddenly chuckled to himself.

Immediately, Yan Fei suddenly set his sights on the head of Emei.

The Dragon Slaying Saber fell into Lang Fanyun's hands, not only doubling its power, but even changing its name, what about the Yitian Sword?

Looking at it, although the swordsmanship of the head of Emei is also good, but it is only relying on the sharpness and sword energy of the Yitian sword to fight, and it is far from Lang Fanyun's state of being one and detached.

Shaking his head slightly, Yan Fei immediately lost interest in him.

The clouds and the rain filled the air, and the two people fighting on the city wall gradually became blurred. Everyone could only see two figures flashing along with two continuously interlacing cold lights, and they couldn't see their moves clearly at all.

Of course, the people who were also fighting did not have the extra energy to seriously watch the battle between the two.

It's a pity that I can't concentrate on watching such a battle, but it's also an honor to be able to fight side by side with such a strong man!

The invincible posture of Lang Fanyun, Hu Xian and others aroused everyone's emotions invisibly, and the morale of the heroes of the Central Plains rose even higher.

The heroes of the Central Plains have a strong fighting spirit, and the magician Gong has a firm will to die.

Every minute and every second, someone fell down. There were only a few people in the Magician's Palace. As they were constantly besieged, gradually, the advantages of the heroes of the Central Plains became greater and greater.

However, the outbreak of [Blood Explosion] in the Magician's Palace also caused great damage to the heroes of the Central Plains, at least one-third of the heroes of the Central Plains were lost.

And this is not over yet, Yan Fei estimates that by the time the battle is completely over, no more than half of them will survive.

Looking away from Lang Fanyun and Pang Ban, he drifted to the battlefield, and carefully screened out some sects that Zhu Yuanzhang specially designated to be eliminated. After looking at them one by one, there were still many remnants.

After thinking about it, Yan Fei tugged at the neck of Daju who was lying in his arms eating beef jerky.

【Meow! ? 】

Looking up, Daju shouted to Yanfei dissatisfied.

"Go down and help me deal with some people." Yan Fei said softly.

【Meow meow! "]

Daju shook his head, saying that he is a kind cat and never kills.

Looking at the beef jerky that was still held in the snow-white claws, the corners of Yan Fei's mouth twitched, "Tianshan snow lotus iced Dongting white fish, drunken crab, braised Pusi song snake king neck meat... If you are willing to sell, I will give it to you If you don't want to cook these delicious things, then I'll tell Rhubarb that you eat beef jerky."

【Meow~~~~】

With a long voice, Daju was very dissatisfied with Yan Fei's threat, "Who is afraid of that stupid cow? But what you said is true? Make delicious food for this cat?"

"Go, you fat cat!" Ignoring the greedy fat cat, Yan Fei threw the big orange out of his arms with all his strength.

Bloated and obese, with a belly dragging the floor and almost no limbs, Daju quickly adjusted his posture in mid-air, let out a meow, and then instantly turned into an orange afterimage and disappeared in the heavy rain.

Covered by the heavy rain, the people fighting fiercely did not notice the orange figure flying under their feet.

Looking at the clothes clearly, Daju waved his paws lightly where he passed, his ankles were slightly torn, and the blood seeped slightly. The whole person looked normal, but in fact, the poison on the cat's paws had already penetrated into the body.

As the luck gets deeper, the poison erupts faster. During the fierce battle, all the attention is on the enemy, and almost no one is aware of the gentle and highly poisonous three-legged golden toad specially prepared.

And by the time they felt it, they had already turned into dead people.

"Um!?"

In the huge Tai Chi picture, Zhang Sanfeng was fighting against the enemy while adding BUFF assists for Wudang disciples, all the changes within the range were in his mind, when suddenly, he felt Daju's figure breaking in.

"This cat..."

Watching Daju carefully, Zhang Sanfeng's heart sank slightly, but he shook his head without making a sound.

Originally, he thought he could save some lives, but looking at the current situation, this is to drive them all to death!

"Grand Master, are you alright?" Jiuyang was domineering, and Zhang Wuji, who had been fighting for a long time, couldn't hold on anymore. Hiding behind Zhang Sanfeng, he saw Zhang Sanfeng's distraction for a moment.

Maintaining such a huge Taiji diagram, assisting so many people, and doing it himself, Zhang Wuji thought that his grand master was just as unable to support himself.

"I'm fine, this battle is almost over." Shaking his head slightly, Zhang Sanfeng said casually.

【So many people died, but it was just a big show in the hands of others...】

Zhang Sanfeng felt very uncomfortable suddenly.

0125 The Final Battle

All the disciples in the magician's palace died, and the magician Pang Ban fought alone against all the heroes in the world.