The fire palm shattered, the virtual palm also shattered, and the waves swept across, almost causing the cave space here to collapse.

Ning Fan took more than ten steps back, and Ximen Ye took nine steps back before they could stabilize their bodies.

Ximen Ye was secretly surprised that the Great Void Palm that he shot with all his strength was actually caught by Ning Fan.

What was even more incredible was that the moment Ning Fan almost stabilized his body, he lifted himself off the purple wings and held swords in both hands. One was like starlight like water, and the other was like blood and energy like a dragon.

He was not shaken by the shattering of the fire palm at all. He wielded sharp swords with both hands and attacked head on, fearless of death.

"I won't lose!"

This time, Ximen Ye really felt the momentum in Ning Fan's sword.

His eyes then changed. This Ning Fan was definitely the most fierce one among the gods he had ever seen.

"But you, after all, are just a god... Void Condensing Sword!"

Ximen Ye waved his hand casually, and the power of the void condensed into a pitch-black sword, which was as powerful as a virtual treasure!

One sword at a time, facing Ning Fan's two swords. As the sword light collided, the cave space began to collapse.

After clashing swords more than ten times, Ximen Ye found out that he could not take advantage of Ning Fan at all.

In fact, in terms of swordsmanship alone, he was far inferior to Ning Fan.

"I am actually defeated by an ant from the lower world in the way of swordsmanship!"

A strong displeasure surged into Ximen Ye's heart.

He held the sword with one hand and slapped Ning Fan's sword blade hard with the other hand.

The force of the blow shattered Ning Fan's jaw, causing blood to flow. However, his eyes did not change his charge, and he swiped the Blood Dragon Demon Sword towards Ximen Ye's neck, not caring about the injury at all.

Ximen Ye was secretly frightened. This kind of life-threatening fighting style made him extremely afraid.

He hurriedly retreated, but was still hit in the neck by the Blood Dragon Demon Sword, leaving a half-inch long blood mark.

And when the Blood Dragon Demon Sword scratched his skin, a tearing force seemed to come out of the blood sword, sucking away a lot of Ximen Ye's essence and blood. Unexpectedly, due to carelessness, he ate even more food than Ning Fan.

loss.

"What kind of demon sword is this!" Ximen Ye was furious. He would not allow himself to be hurt by an ant.

"With half a move, I won." Ning Fan said sarcastically.

"Shut up!" Ximen Ye's eyes were wild.

All half-promises were forgotten.

He only has one mood at the moment, which is... to kill Ning Fan!
Chapter completed!