Chapter 1167 (1/2)

In the sky, Xuan Luo and black clothed old man, Tsing Yi old man and white clothed old man played against each other, while below, Xiao Fan and purple clothed old man!

Purple clothed old man is the highest ranking among the four Myriad Swords Sects. It is also the strongest. His swordsmanship and its formidable power are more than ten times beyond Li Changqing.

However, when he came to the sword, although the cold light appeared, the mountains and rivers were broken, the sun and the moon were eclipsed, the formidable power was terrifying, but when the word glow disappeared, the explosion stopped and the smoke dispersed. Xiao Fan was still safe and sound. Standing in the same place, do not move!

And seeing this scene, the purple clothed old man suddenly shrinks, and the attack under his hand is suddenly a stagnation!

Purple clothed old man I don’t know how many years of immersion sword, how is his sword’s formidable power, but his heart is clear again, but now, Xiao Fan completely ignores his sword, just like the one he just had The sword is not standing on him at all, and its surprise is beyond imagination.

“You, don’t know the sword at all!” Xiao Fan said at this moment, watching the purple clothed old man murmured his head and said.

“What do you say?” Purple clothed old man The sound suddenly changed, staring at Xiao Fan, solemnly said.

However, after Xiao Fan only said this sentence, he would not say anything more. His expression was silent, and the dark eyes were like a prison. He suddenly raised his hand and the blood color long formed by the bloody soul knife. The sword is constantly trembled, and the sound of the sword is always ringing.

“Hey!” Xiao Fan spit in the mouth, the sound is not big, but like the thunder of the same sound suddenly, the explosion is empty, shaking the clouds.

As soon as the voice fell, Xiao Fan’s blood color long sword shot the sky’s blood color, and in a flash, the world was dyed into the purest blood red color.

Then in this blood red color, a scary red blood color of the word glow becomes the only one, it suddenly tears the sky, the cold light maps Nine Provinces, such as the gods and swords, to kill the purple clothed old man.

Purple clothed old man The heart is shocked, and there is a style in the hand that reveals an unparalleled sense of honor. The golden light is scattered, the golden glow is golden golden, and the golden long sword is also heard. It is a golden light that shines like a bright eye in the sun. It cuts through the sky and collides with Xiao Fan’s blood color long sword.

The sword of the king, Myriad Swords Sect used to be the first town to send soldiers!

When Myriad Swords Sect was destroyed, the sword of the king was not present. It was disappeared without a trace. It was said to have been taken away by the people of Myriad Swords Sect who had not seen it, leaving it to be re-stunned on the day of the resurrection!

However, there are other sayings that the sword of the king is not defeated by the big forces of the Central Province. It was forcibly broken and completely ceased to exist.

It seems that the first one is still true. The sword of the king is indeed hidden by the legacy of Myriad Swords Sect. Now it is in the hands of purple clothed old man, and the sword facing Xiao Fan, purple. Clothed old man The bell in the heart of the bell, not dare to support the big, and sacrificed the sword of the king.

“bang!”

Xiao Fan’s blood color long sword and Myriad Swords Sect’s king’s sword suddenly collided. When he was, the blood and golden glows converge, and the terrifying explosions rolled up the turbulent waves, just like the thick and zhang. The gas wall is general, and the hurricane pushes the Quartet. Everywhere, everything is crushed and crushed by ruthlessness, and it is completely flattened!

In the sky, Xuan Luo and black clothed old man were also shocked by this attack, and then the four were immediately separated, each standing in the air, fully resisting the aftermath caused by this attack!