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

Instinctively, Zhao Fan wanted to move sideways to dodge, but the surrounding void was like a swamp, making him unable to move at all.

"Palace Master!"

Wang Yuqiao's face changed suddenly, and she yelled loudly.

"not good."

Lin Yue also saw Zhao Fan's plight, and his old face became extremely ugly.

If something happens to Zhao Fan, then Haoran Sword Palace will be completely finished.

"Blood-yang puppet."

At this critical moment, Zhao Fan no longer hesitated, and directly summoned the blood-yang puppet rewarded by the system.

A figure with a tall arrow stood in front of Zhao Fan, and it was a domineering and powerful punch to the divine spear that exploded.

The seemingly ordinary fist caused the spear to shake violently, and it exploded immediately.

"Ok?"

Holy Lord Qingxuan's eyes swirled, staring at the blood-yang puppet, aware of the extraordinary fluctuations coming from the former.

Swish!

Qingxuan Sheng took the initiative, took a step directly, and walked out from the depths of Qingxuan Holy Land, and suddenly appeared in front of the blood-yang puppet, raising his hand and slapping it with his palm.

If this palm falls, it is enough to split the entire mountain range.

The blood-yang puppet was expressionless, and punched out again.

boom!

The collision of fists and palms was like two pieces of divine gold rubbing against each other, making a low roar.

With the two at the center, ripples in the void spread, and the ground shattered wherever they passed, formations in the Qingxuan Holy Land were shattered, and even the solid Tiangong was instantly reduced to dust.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Elder Xuanwu and others took action to freeze a piece of time and space, otherwise the entire holy land would be destroyed.

Chapter 433 Sudden Changes

"kill!"

The Holy Master Qingxuan followed the law, aroused the power of the heaven and earth, formed a series of magnificent and terrifying divine rings, and fell towards Zhao Fan and the Xueyang puppet at the same time.

The divine ring gradually glowed, and it contained Holy Master Qingxuan's understanding of the immortal way, and it had a very terrifying power.

Zhao Fan was affected, and his own celestial power was sluggish, and it became a little unable to circulate.

Seeing that the divine rings were about to be crushed, fortunately the Xueyang puppet made another strong attack, punching through the sky, and with the force of thunder, it exploded the divine rings one by one on the spot.

The blood-yang puppet is a dead thing, and the power of heaven and earth can't affect it in the slightest.

Moreover, its own combat power is directly catching up with the real Daluo Jinxian middle-rank powerhouse, so the methods of Qingxuan Holy Master are almost unaffected by it.

The blood-yang puppet looks no different from ordinary people.

Moreover, because it was Zhao Fan who refined it, it was somewhat similar to the former in terms of physical appearance.

But Immortal puppets don't have life, so naturally they don't have energy fluctuations.

Therefore, in the eyes of Holy Master Qingxuan, the blood-yang puppet is especially weird.

"There is no breath of life."

"But it can smash my attack at will."

"What kind of strong man is this?"

Holy Master Qingxuan's eyes were slightly cold. If the Blood Yang Puppet hadn't made a move just now, he was confident that even if he couldn't kill Zhao Fan in one fell swoop, he could easily seriously injure the latter.

"My Holy Master wants to see if the helper you have found can stop me."

The Lord Qingxuan has overlooked the fairyland for thousands of years, so he naturally has an extremely proud self-esteem.

Seeing that the Xueyang puppet repeatedly blocked his attack, he had a real killing intent towards Zhao Fan.

Boom!

The Holy Lord Qingxuan stood proudly in the void, his tall and majestic figure almost crushed the heavens of all ages.

His eyes are cold and captivating, and his black hair dances wildly, like an ancient god who has fully awakened, exuding a terrifying aura like a vast ocean and tsunami.

It can be vaguely seen that behind the Holy Master Qingxuan, a grand cave world emerges.

It is the projection of the hole in his body, which seems to have merged with the heavens and the earth, forming a boundless mighty power, turning into supernatural beasts such as the red bird and the white tiger, and rushing towards Zhao Fan and the Xueyang puppet.

Suzaku spread its wings, and the divine flames billowed, burning through the entire sky in an instant, and the terrifying high temperature hit the face.

The white tiger roared, countless thunderbolts and lightning surged, and fell down with the huge tiger claws.

"What a terrible method."

"Holy Lord Qingxuan is so terrifying."

Seeing this scene, Wan Tiancheng, who was watching the battle from a distance, felt his scalp go numb.

If it were me, I'm afraid, not to mention resisting, I'm afraid I can't bear the terrible aura emanating from Qingxuan Holy Master.

Don't think that the divine beast is formed by the condensed power of immortals, but it already possesses the charm of a real divine beast, even if it is just a trace, the power it erupts cannot be compared in the same breath.

"Holy Lord Qingxuan, as expected, is just as rumored, and his strength is a bit unfathomable."

Tianyan was born in the holy spirit family, and he has a particularly deep understanding of the relationship between heaven and earth. Just at the moment when Qingxuan Holy Lord made a move, he keenly grasped that the latter's grasp of the entire void has reached a heinous level.

Behind the Holy Master Qingxuan, the magnificent cave world is constantly integrated into the void of reality, exuding the power of infinite principles, continuously blessing the Suzaku and the white tiger beast.

"It's a little tricky."

Seeing Suzaku and Baihu rushing towards them, Zhao Fan felt a little heavy in his heart.

This feeling, like a mortal, facing two huge mountains that are about to fall down, made him feel small for the first time.

But Zhao Fan's heart is tenacious, and his swordsmanship is even more indomitable. No matter how strong Qingxuan Holy Master is, he will never retreat or admit defeat.

"Keng!"

The sound of swords resounded everywhere, and the entire Qingxuan Holy Land, no matter whose sword it was, was affected by Zhao Fan's sword energy at this moment, and made a sonorous and powerful sound.

"One sword breaks all methods."

Zhao Fan raised his sword and slashed out forcefully. The light of the sword illuminated nine heavens and ten earths, destroying everything it passed, and almost splitting the entire heaven and earth.

At the same time, the Xueyang puppet next to him also shot with all his strength without hesitation.

The fist print was violent and ferocious, with the force of a thunderbolt, it slammed towards Suzaku and White Tiger.

This is a terrifying duel, even rising to the collision of their respective immortals.

The void collapsed, and the terrible storm of qi spread in all directions, and the sky was filled with smoke and dust, completely covering the entire square.

But in the depths of the smoke and dust, the duel did not end.

The Holy Master Qingxuan took steps in the air, and each step fell, mobilizing the power of heaven and earth, turning into countless spears and piercing the air, nailing and killing Zhao Fan and the Xueyang puppet.

Zhao Fan and Xueyang Puppet fought back without showing any weakness, and for a while, they fought back and forth with Qingxuan Holy Master.

Below, Elder Xuanwu and the others dropped their jaws in shock.

His own Holy Master is one of the few top immortal powerhouses in the Immortal Territory. When he personally took action, instead of killing Zhao Fan easily, he was evenly matched.

It's unbelievable.

"Damn."

"Haoran Sword Palace, when will there be another Da Luo powerhouse?"

"This Zhao Fan is already very strong, and now with the addition of a mysterious helper, the two of them can still fight against Lord Holy Master together."

"How did that happen?"

Kuang Jian clenched his fists tightly. When the Dao Enlightenment Conference just started, he wanted to seek Zhao Fan's personal revenge in a whimsical way. Looking at himself now, he is simply a joke.

"master."

"The helper of the palace lord is so fierce."

"The fist seems to be enough to tear apart the heavens and the earth, making the Lord of the Holy Land very afraid, not daring to fight him in close quarters."

"When did our Haoran Sword Palace have more powerful people like this?"

Wang Yu stared blankly, and asked in a murmur.

"You ask me, who do I ask?"

"Perhaps, he is a helper secretly found by the Palace Master."

"To be able to fight against Holy Master Qingxuan together with Palace Master, this senior must be a famous big shot."

"It might be different this time around."

Lin Yue was also shocked, and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief.

What he was most worried about was that Zhao Fan would lose to Qingxuan Holy Lord and fall unexpectedly at that time, which would be an immeasurable huge loss for the entire Sword Palace.

As long as Zhao Fan is there, Haoran Sword Palace will be able to stand proudly in the entire fairyland in a short time!

At this moment, Lin Yue was extremely convinced that the Palace Master Zhao Fan was the man who led the Sword Palace back to its peak.

The patriarch's prophecy was not wrong, and Lin Yue was not wrong about Zhao Fan!

"My majestic Lord of the Holy Land, can't I still suppress you?"

"It's time for this farce to end."

Seeing Zhao Fan and the Xueyang puppet fight back fiercely, Holy Master Qingxuan's anger rose from his heart, and the cave world became more solid, and the whole person seemed to be integrated with the heaven and the earth.

"Slaughter of Slaughter!"

The Holy Master Qingxuan raised his hand to hold it in a false hold, and the immortal power poured out continuously, and finally gathered into a pitch-black and simple long spear!

The spear exudes the breath of death, and the surrounding void seems to be unable to withstand the fluctuations it emits, constantly twisting and cracking.

Zhao Fan frowned slightly, the method of the Holy Master Qingxuan was indeed extremely astonishing.

If he was shot by that long spear, he could even be sure that no one under the middle rank of Da Luo Jinxian would survive.

"die!"

"boom……"

Just as Holy Master Qingxuan was about to come to kill him with a gun, the entire Qingxuan Holy Land suddenly shook violently, followed by more than a dozen formations that were spread out, like extinguished oil lamps continued to dim.

"Ok?"

Qingxuan Holy Master paused slightly, and if he felt something, he looked towards a certain void and said angrily: "Bold!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Heavenly Palace of Qingxuan Holy Land not far away collapsed amid deafening roars, and a masked figure appeared in everyone's sight.

hum, hum...

With the collapse of the Heavenly Temple, the remaining guardian formations in the Qingxuan Holy Land almost lost their source of power, and the barriers of the formations disappeared.

The most important thing is that the Zongmen formation that guards the entire Qingxuan Holy Land has also been strongly affected, and its power has been weakened by more than half.

Chapter 434

The sudden change caught everyone present by surprise.

No one expected that, in front of powerful people such as Holy Master Qingxuan and Elder Xuanwu, someone would sneak into the Holy Land of Qingxuan and destroy the formation center of the Heavenly Palace.

Zhao Fan also looked sideways, because he recognized that this man wearing a black iron mask was the mysterious strong man he had fought against in the Sword Palace.

At the beginning, the clone of the masked man sneaked into the Sword Palace, intending to take the blue bird away but was defeated by Zhao Fan.

"Why is he here?"

Zhao Fan frowned slightly, keenly aware that things were not that simple.

On the other side, Holy Master Qingxuan stretched out his big hand to the masked man under his wrath.

Although there is a long distance, there is no difference at all to a powerhouse of Qingxuan Holy Master's level.

The big hand suddenly stretched out, and the turbulent waves of Immortal Dao Qi hit the shore, tore apart the sky, and ruthlessly fanned down on the masked man.