Chapter 4184: Knife, break!

After the two entered the space battlefield, the entire space was sealed off.
This scene caused everyone's heart to sink.
Because this means that only one party can die before the other party can come out.
However, the Sword Sect Saint Son dares to kill Wang Fan, and does Wang Fan dare to kill the Sword Sect Saint Son?
Although they were talking about a life-and-death battle, the identities of the two were not equal. Once Wang Fan killed the Sword Sect Shengzi, he would face the chase of the entire Sword Sect.
Wang Fan stood proudly in the void, looking at the saint son of the sword gate in front of him, his aura had begun to skyrocket crazily.
At the same time, he has also taken out the holy sword.
The surging power was surging around his body, and the refining tactics had already gone crazy.
Not only that, the four elemental energies of gold, wood, water, and fire madly gathered around his body, forming a solid defense and attacking blade.
Facing an opponent like Daomen Shengzi, even Wang Fan didn't dare to underestimate it.
Although he knew that he would be the winner in the end, but he still did not dare to underestimate it.
Because the other party is the saint son of the sword gate.
Just these four words are enough to make him take it seriously.
The Sword Sect Saint Child felt the surging aura of Wang Fan's body, and his aura began to rise as well.
He also did not underestimate Wang Fan at all, nor did he dare to underestimate it at all.
Wang Fan in front of him, even though he had never heard of it before, the fact that the opponent was able to kill Lu Xuan on the first floor with the cultivation base of the eighth emperor was enough to prove everything.
You know, Lu Xuan is not the kind of trash emperor's level, but a goddess who can cross the border to slay the enemy.
Wang Fan was able to kill Lu Xuan, his own strength would not be simple.
Accompanied by the rising aura, the Sword Gate Saint Child quickly took out a knife.
It was a pale green knife, which was personally gifted by the master of the knife gate, a real holy artifact.
Its level is only higher than Wang Fan's holy sword.
Wang Fan didn't have many surprises for the saint son of the knife gate to take out this holy knife.
The sword gate is the sect of the saint emperor. As the saint son of the sword gate, he has the saint sword on his body, that is inevitable.
If he didn't have the holy sword on his body, that would be a strange thing.
Seeing the two confronting each other, the hearts of everyone outside became extremely tense, and even their breathing became a little bit quicker.
Because the battle between Wang Fan and Daomen Shengzi could almost be called the battle of the strongest Tianjiao under the emperor.
However, there are some people who feel that the style of painting is a little weird.
Because according to normal circumstances, Wang Fan should use a sword, after all, he represents the Sword Saint Villa.
But now, Wang Fan is using a knife, just like the Sword Sect Saint.
If Wang Fan really used a knife to defeat Zhan Kuang, would Zhan Kuang still have the face to claim to be the saint of the sword?
As the saint son of the sword gate, he was defeated by the swordsman Wang Fan of the Sword Saint Villa in the sword way. This spread...
Boom boom boom!
In the battlefield, the momentum of the two is still climbing wildly.
They looked at each other, their faces extremely solemn.
No one was in a hurry to shoot, they were all trying to find the other side's flaws.
Wang Fan is not in a hurry, he has time.
Because he has the confidence to defeat crazy.
The most important thing is that if he wins this battle, he will become famous in the entire wasteland and become the brightest new star.
On the contrary, defeat in the hands of the saint son of the sword gate, in the eyes of the world, it should be so. Because there are too many auras on Crazy.
But for the saint son of the knife gate, it's different.
He won, that's a matter of course.
If he loses, he will lose him.
Daomen Shengzi confronted Wang Fan, and at first he seemed quite relaxed, very calm.
But gradually, he became a little impatient.
This is not because he is inferior to Wang Fan, but because he feels that there is no need to continue to delay.
He is crazy, he is the saint son of the swordsman, he is standing at the peak, and he can kill the evildoer of the great emperor.
What the is it, Wang Fan?
"Whoo!"
Therefore, Crazy took the lead in moving.
His figure flashed, and a wave of air was set off, and there was a crackling sound in the air, and the speed was fast to the extreme.
At the same time, following his movement, the aura on his body seemed to explode in an instant, all concentrated on the knife in his hand.
"cut!"
A low voice came from his mouth.
In the next second, endless sword intents gathered between the heavens and the earth, engulfing an extremely terrifying violent killing force, and directly slashed towards Wang Fan.
Thousands of swords intent swept across in an instant, and the killing was shocking.
It's just that, in an instant, those thousands of sword intents have merged into one, and they slashed towards Wang Fan without mercy.
Under that knife, there was a crackling sound in the air, and a series of spatial cracks appeared.
The hearts of those outside spectators were completely raised in their throats.
The power of this knife is simply against the sky.
Can Wang Fan really stop it?
Wang Fan's face was calm, and he moved at the moment he almost swung his sword madly.
He didn't flash, let alone hide, but a violent amount of madness emerged from his body, and he slashed out with a slash.
There are not so many fancy, there are not so many sword intent killings, as if it is just an ordinary knife.
However, it was this knife that made crazy feel the pressure and danger.
Bang!
There was a loud noise.
Two horrible waves of knives collided, and a terrible storm suddenly appeared in the entire battlefield space.
The storm swept and spread, impacting on the surrounding space restrictions, making a loud bang.
However, Wang Fan and Chi Kuang had already got close again and began to attack frantically.
Boom boom boom!
Next, everyone only saw endless blade shadows emerging, followed by rumbling voices.
The waves of knives were submerged, and the waves of knives dissipated.
The crazy whole person stands proudly in the void, the holy sword in his hand is constantly dancing, the crazy attacker Wang Fan, he has almost used his power to the extreme.
Wang Fan also didn't back down at all, and was not letting down in the face of the crazy attack.
In a short period of time, the two have already passed nearly a hundred moves.
Seeing this scene, everyone trembled.
Especially those strong Saint Emperor, it is simply shocking and difficult to attach.
Wang Fan's strength still greatly exceeded their expectations.
As everyone knows, Wang Fan at this moment is also a little aggrieved.
Because with the constant offensive collision, he unexpectedly discovered that his holy sword was about to be broken.
The saint knife must be broken, this is simply an unacceptable thing.
This means that, next, Wang Fan will have to fight the crazy with his bare hands.
Sure enough, at a certain moment, accompanied by another collision of the two holy knives, there was a clicking sound.
Then everyone saw that the holy knife in Wang Fan's hand had been cut into two pieces.
Seeing this scene, a touch of joy appeared on the face of Saint Emperor Daomen.
The expressions of the saint emperors in the Sword Saint Villa all became ugly.
Especially the owner of Burning Sword, almost vomiting blood.
At the critical moment, the knife broke and lost to the weapon. This was something that no one had expected.
In this kind of battle, let alone a major mistake like a knife cut, even a small mistake will set the stage for the battle.
"Are you going to lose?"
Fen Jian sighed inwardly, but couldn't do anything at all.
This kind of challenge, even if Wang Fan died, he would definitely not be able to take action.
Otherwise, it would not only be an insult to Jiansheng Mountain Villa and himself, but also an insult to Wang Fan and Daomen.