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

It shattered on the spot, cracking a huge hole with a length of [-] meters.

"Shh!"

Elder Baihu's dharma body is huge, but his speed is extremely fast, as if ignoring the limitations of layers of space, he rushed in front of Zhao Fan in a flash, and his five fingers slammed down heavily with the power of endless Taoism.

There was the phantom of the white tiger culling behind him, and the fierce attack of the elder Baihu in front, Zhao Fan couldn't dodge even if he wanted to.

"go to hell."

Chang Wu sneered, and the cave world in his body opened up, exhaling terrifying mighty power, which was blessed on the dharmakaya, causing its power to skyrocket by more than a fraction.

Before the giant golden palm fell, the void had solidified, and the whole world seemed to have turned into a swamp.

"Is this the strength of the Great Luo Jinxian in Qingxuan Holy Land?"

Zhao Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, seeing Elder Bai Hu's attack fall, and immediately stopped suppressing his own strength.

"Keng!"

The crisp and sweet sound of the sword resounded throughout the world, and as Zhao Fan pointed out, the terrifying and extremely fierce sword intent erupted like a volcano, with the potential to destroy everything, it slashed towards the elder Baihu Changwu !

Boom!

Under the shocked eyes of everyone, two terrifying energies collided heavily.

But in the next second, what made people astonished was that the huge dharma body was slashed down from head to bottom by the supreme sword intent pointed out by Zhao Fan.

"This is impossible……"

Elder Baihu yelled loudly, and immediately his whole body trembled. In the end, he vomited blood and flew across a thousand meters, breaking more than a dozen thick stone pillars, and finally fell to the ground.

His face was pale, and his originally strong and tall body had cracks visible to the naked eye, like a piece of porcelain that would be shattered at any time.

"Elder White Tiger!"

"Master!"

Not far away, Kuang Jian, Ning Yuan and a group of disciples from Qingxuan Holy Land were stunned!

"Am I not mistaken?"

"Elder Baihu, Changwu, was actually sent flying a thousand meters away."

"how can that be?"

……

Immortal powerhouses from all sides were shocked and uproarious, and they all looked at Zhao Fan's figure with incredible eyes, as if they were looking at a monster.

"What a terrible sword intent."

"This is Da Luo Sword Immortal, a strong man who has stepped into the realm of Da Luo Jinxian with the way of the sword."

"No wonder you dare to challenge Elder Baihu in Qingxuan Holy Land!"

Wan Tiancheng's face was full of solemnity, and he looked at Zhao Fan with eyes full of fear.

The supreme sword intent that erupted from that finger just now made him feel a little blocked. If he made a move himself, he might not be able to catch it.The sword intent in it is blessed by the power of the cave world in Zhao Fan's body, and one blow is enough to shatter stars and even entire mountains.

"It's shocking and unexpected that such a sword fairy was born after so many years in the decayed Haoran Sword Palace."

"Could it be that Haoran Sword Palace is going to rise again and be side by side with our Holy Spirit Clan?"

Tian Yan's eyes were serious, and he said in a deep voice.

"What a terrifying sword intent."

"Even my Dharma body was cracked in an instant."

"Who are you?"

Elder Bai Hu was pale, stood up staggeringly, looked at Zhao Fan in horror, and asked.

"who am I?"

Zhao Fan smiled slightly, and said calmly: "The Lord of Haoran Sword Palace, Zhao Fan."

Speaking of this, Zhao Fan slowly restrained his smile and continued: "You Qingxuan Holy Land wants to suppress and target the Sword Palace? You also specially invited our Sword Palace to attend the Enlightenment Conference."

"I'm here."

His voice was calm, but full of power, echoing throughout Qingxuan Holy Land.

"damn it."

Elder Baihu clenched his fists, full of unwillingness and anger, but it was of no avail. Relying on his own strength alone, he was no match for Zhao Fan at all.

He could feel that Zhao Fan, the lord of the Sword Palace, was a very powerful Daluo Jinxian, and he had just made a move, and it seemed that he still had no strength left.

is a very tricky existence.

"Palace Master, so handsome."

Looking at Zhao Fan's domineering figure, Wang Yu's big eyes were full of little stars of admiration.

"The Lord of our Sword Palace is domineering and powerful."

"With the Palace Master here, the rise of the Sword Palace is just around the corner."

Lin Yue was also full of relief, showing a long-lost smile.

At the beginning, when we first met, Zhao Fan was just an ascendant who had just arrived in the fairyland, but it has only been a long time now, but he has already stood proudly in the Qingxuan Holy Land, and he just defeated the Elder Baihu in the Holy Land.

The other party is a big Luo Jinxian powerhouse!

But so what, it was not defeated by Zhao Fan.

No matter what the result is, after today's battle, the reputation of Zhao Fan, the Lord of the Sword Palace, will completely spread throughout the entire Langya Immortal Territory!

Even with Haoran Sword Palace, it will officially rise again in Langya Immortal Territory.

Just thinking about it made Lin Yue's blood boil.

"How long has it been since then, how did he become so powerful?"

"Even Elder Baihu is no match for him."

Looking at Zhao Fan who stands proudly in the void, Kuang Jian's face is full of resentment, and his heart is very confused.

He really couldn't imagine that Zhao Fan was just a ninth-rank Luo Tianxian when he came to the Haoran Sword Palace in person, and it has only been 50 years since the other party has become a Daluo powerhouse.

Moreover, there is still a big Luo who is overwhelming the elder Baihu.

Such a growth rate can be described as against the sky.

"Humph!"

"A mere Haoran Sword Palace dares to run wild in my Holy Land."

"Do you really think that Elder Baihu is the only strong person in our Qingxuan Holy Land?"

Just when Qingxuan's disciples were worried, an indifferent voice echoed between the heaven and the earth.

Before everyone could react, countless divine lights were dazzling, and a round of figures as bright as the sun suddenly appeared in midair.

The endless Shen Xi bloomed from this figure. Although the real face was not revealed, it could be seen from the tall and straight figure that it was a very burly man.

"Master!"

Kuang Jian was stunned for a moment, then he was ecstatic, his master came, now Zhao Fan must die!

"Elder Wangchuan."

"Greetings to Elder Wangchuan."

……

All the disciples of Qingxuan bowed down to him one after another, their respect was even more humble than that to Elder Baihu.

"Forget River."

"He actually showed up."

"It's even more exciting now."

Wan Tiancheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and his old body tensed up vaguely.

"In Qingxuan Holy Land, Wang Chuan's ranking is still higher than that of White Tiger."

"Hundreds of years ago, he was already among the top twenty powerhouses in the Holy Land."

"It looks like he's going to take action himself and kill the Lord of the Sword Palace on the spot."

Tian Yan was also muttering to himself, looking at the glowing figure, full of fear.

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That figure stood in the midst of the divine light, like a round of sun across the sky, with endless celestial light falling down, like a mountain, pressing down on everyone's hearts.

Wang Chuan, Qingxuan Holy Land's top [-] powerhouses, and the ranking was hundreds of years ago.

Now it is even more unfathomable, and his status and authority in Qingxuan Holy Land is much greater than that of Elder Baihu Changwu.

"Ha ha!"

"My master has come in person."

"Zhao Fan, the master of Haoran Sword Palace, you are all going to die here today."

Kuang Jian was overjoyed to see his master's supernatural power, and shouted crazily.

Others don't know how powerful Wang Chuan is, but as his disciple, Kuang Jian understands the mystery and strength of his master very well.

As long as the old man is willing to make a move, Zhao Fan will definitely die.

Hearing Kuangjian's clamor, Zhao Fan ignored it. How could the dragon care about the clamor of ants?

"It seems to be somewhat capable."

"I just don't know how much stronger he is compared to the so-called Elder Baihu?"

Zhao Fan looked determined and whispered to himself.

His voice was not loud, but it clearly fell on the ears of everyone present.

The other immortal experts from all sides were shocked. Is this trying to challenge Elder Wangchuan?

Qingxuan's disciples raised their eyebrows and raised their eyebrows. Is this a kind of provocation?

Wang Yu and Lin Yue, master and apprentice, were a little nervous, but they were full of confidence in Zhao Fan.

"I really didn't expect that a person like you was born in the small Haoran Sword Palace."

"This seat is very curious, what is your origin?"

Wang Chuan didn't act in a hurry, but looked at Zhao Fan seriously, his sharp eyes seemed to see through him.

Decades ago, he had personally deduced Zhao Fan's origin, but he was violently attacked by heavenly secrets.

And the most surprising thing is that in just 50 years, Zhao Fan has grown to the level of Da Luo Jinxian, and this speed of improvement has already broken the practice record in the fairyland.

So in Wang Chuan's view, Zhao Fan definitely has a huge background, and it is even very likely that an old monster from the Sword Palace has returned from reincarnation.

"I am Zhao Fan, Lord of the Sword Palace."

"That's all."

Facing the threatening eyes of the other party, Zhao Fan smiled calmly and said lightly.

He was naturally aware of Wang Chuan's thoughts, but the reason why he was able to ascend to the Da Luo Jinxian realm so quickly was all due to the help of the system.

In any case, it is impossible for Zhao Fan to disclose the existence of the system.

Otherwise, it will definitely cause shocking waves!

If a man is innocent, he is guilty of a jade, of course Zhao Fan knows this truth.

"Do not say?"

"Then this seat will suppress you, and then personally dig out the secrets of you."

Wang Chuan's tone was suddenly cold, and without the slightest hesitation, he made a strong and domineering move.

He stood in nothingness, and the Shenxi around him surged, turning into a heavenly knife, peeling off layers of space, and smashing down with boundless opportunities.

hum!