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The first thousand six hundred and twenty-eight chapters break through the shackles

"If Shao Nanfan calls him the second person, no one dares to be the first person."

"No, you have forgotten one person, he is also a sword known for..."

Upon hearing this, everyone suddenly realized and looked at Senior Ning standing not far away. He was known as a generation of killing gods. Now he is old and rarely sees him take action.

Senior Ning stood calmly on the Black Great Wall, looking at the battle over there with a plain look. Even people from the earthly world still remember his horror.

The former senior Ning held a sword by himself, and used his own strength to fight against the seven ancient dynasties in the Earth Center world. The original Shadowflow sword technique killed many powerful people and swords.

Now in the swordsmanship, the only one who can compete with him is Shao Nanfan. They also hope that the elderly senior Ning can take action again and shine.

Many warriors also came one after another because of this battle. This is a battle between the strong. If they can understand something from it, they can be considered to have benefited a lot.

After all, it is rare to see strong people like this who have reached the top of the pyramid.

On the battlefield, a long rainbow streaked across the void, as if it was about to tear the pupils. The six-winged angel also roared and swung a sword without being outdone.

"boom!!!"

The six-winged angel's sword actually broke through Changhong Guanri directly. Shao Nanfan was shocked to retreat, and even the corners of his mouth began to hemorrhage. Many people below were sweating for it, and their hearts were raised to their throats.

"Senior! Take the herbs and herbs quickly!" Yun Liu'er shouted.

"Support it! Senior!"

Shao Nanfan looked at the millions of soldiers behind the Black Great Wall, and did not take out the herbs and take it, but wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

His eyes were filled with bloodshots, and he held the sword and rushed towards the six-winged angel. But what was beyond the question was that Shao Nanfan abandoned the Tianqin Sword and instead used the simplest sword technique to fight with the six-winged angel.

"Crazy, this is crazy! How could Shao Nanfan do such a crazy thing?"

"Shao Nanfan is trying his best to touch the threshold of the saint?"

"I actually want to improve my cultivation through combat. Any mistakes are just asking for death! It's a pity that a generation of sword saints fell here!"

The warriors on the Dadu Kingdom suddenly sighed, as if they had seen Shao Nanfan's final outcome.

The Western army is also always paying attention to the battle on the field.

A female angel said sharply, "That person is very powerful. If you don't kill it, it will definitely become a stumbling block for us to move forward. Be prepared to attack at any time!"

"yes!"

With a command, the soldiers behind the angel were ready for battle.

Another angel escaped into the void and quietly came to the clouds on the battlefield, trying to wait for the six-winged angels below to create an opportunity so as to give Shao Nanfan a fatal blow.

For strong men like Shao Nanfan, they will definitely not allow him to survive. Even the young people who are difficult to fight against by the six-winged angels may achieve higher success in the future, and may even be a strong enemy that threatens Western civilization.

Because of their own arrogance, most countries are not allowed to have existences that are stronger than them.

Half an hour later, Shao Nanfan had been fighting against the six-winged angels using simple swordsmanship, and gradually he was at a disadvantage, his body was covered with terrifying wounds.

Despite this, he still insisted on fighting, his eyes were sharp, and the sharp sword in his hand emitted a terrifying sword light, which would make people tremble when they just glanced at it.

In fact, the Six-winged Angel is not much better. His body was cut by Shao Nanfan's sword, and his holy and flawless wings were also cut by Shao Nanfan, and blood was flowing everywhere on his body.

He was defeated in the hands of this young man and was very angry. Who would have thought that an ant he looked down upon could fight him to such an extent, forcing him to use this killer move to kill him.

"Little ant, I will kill you here!"

Under such a strong blow, the six-winged angel was finally furious, with white power surged all over his body, and the pair of transparent wings behind him suddenly became translucent and more real.

"Shao Nanfan, he is going to break through to the Eight-Winged Angel, kill him quickly! Hurry!" someone shouted below.

But Shao Nanfan seemed to be unable to hear it, unmoved, just stood there quietly, doing nothing, and not healing himself. It seemed that he was waiting for the other party's transformation.

The next second, the six-winged angel roared and turned into an eight-winged angel. Four pairs of snow-white winged wings appeared behind him. The power emitted was several times more terrifying than the previous one.

"Hmph! I'll let you bury here today!" Eight-winged Heaven said with will, then soared into the air, gathering powerful power to gather into sword light, and smashing a sword heavily.

The white sword light suddenly turned bloody and split the earth directly, and the entire earth trembled violently because of this. This was just a saint's sense of blow.

Seeing this, everyone's faces tightened and they looked at the battlefield in disbelief.

You should know that in this world, the strongest person is a strong person at the level of the Holy Lord. The saint is the strong person second only to the Holy Lord. His strength cannot be underestimated. The power he captured can destroy a city-state.

Shao Nanfan finally raised his head, stretched out his hand and twisted it into the sword finger, condensed a sword of energy. The sword light was still revealed, and his power was destroyed and he decisively met.

"Bang!!!"

The power collided again and spread. In the eyes of everyone, Shao Nanfan fell wildly like leaves falling from a tree, spitting blood in his mouth, and the Qi sword that had been following him seemed to have broken.

"What? The sword saint's Qi sword was actually broken?"

"That's Shao Nanfan's life! If the Qi sword is broken, it means he..."

"What should I do?"

The sword saint's Qi Sword is like his life. Once it breaks, it means that the owner of Qi Sword has fallen.

Everyone's heart suddenly felt cold, and at the same time they looked at Senior Ning. The terrifying sword intent was gradually condensed in his hand, as if they were about to rush out in the next second.

On the battlefield, the Eight-Winged Angel looked down at Shao Nanfan with a condescending grin and said, "Hahaha, the qi sword you are proud of has been broken, right? Next, how do you kill me? Or do you want to kneel down and beg me to give you some fun?"

Shao Nanfan did not answer. He was seriously injured, but he did not give up. He looked straight ahead of him calmly, and then the wind blew into the bottom of his feet, turning into a sharp sword light and soaring straight into the sky.
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