The aura around Si Yufan became more and more exciting, and the terrifying extinction swept across everyone's hearts, making people unable to help but tremble.

Zhuge Haoran, who was at the center of pressure, had sweat on his forehead. No matter which direction he stood facing Si Yufan, he felt like he was on his back.

"Your unique knowledge is not right! The conventional unique knowledge cannot have such a terrible aura. You are also an evil practitioner!"

Zhuge Haoran had a ferocious face, and he never saw the previous Yun Danfengqing again: "I thought you were a righteous man, but I didn't expect you were also a hypocritical person..."

Before his roar could be reached, Si Yufan suddenly pointed his toes, his body made a dull sound, and the blade cut through the air like thunder and slashed towards his throat.

Zhuge Haoran could only swallow the words to his mouth first, raise his fist to take over Si Yufan's attack.

But as soon as I touched it, the blood in my mouth kept spurting wildly. My legs were kneeling heavily on the ground, and I kept retreating, wiping out a long pit dozens of meters on the ground.

It was not until his back collapsed from the inn courtyard wall that he stabilized his body.

"At least I won't think of you like you, and I'll do some inappropriate methods!"

Si Yufan pointed to the ground with his toes, and rushed towards Zhuge Haoran with a pale face like a ghost. The terrifying depth on the blade became more solid, and he was obviously preparing to kill.

Zhuge Haoran suffocated his breath, his feet stepped on the ground and his body flew out, and at the critical moment, he barely avoided this fatal blow.

A cold light flashed in Si Yufan's eyes, and he turned his steps and quickly bullied himself.

Zhuge Haoran's body suddenly stiffened, his face was filled with shock, his teeth clenched his lips, which were still blood-stained, and he shouted angrily to greet him:

"No matter how good the unique skill is, you must have enough cultivation to support it. You are not worthy of possessing such a terrifying unique skill. When I kill you, I will definitely take it away!

Shadow Explosion Fist!"

Si Yufan's mouth raised slightly, and the horizontal knife drew a tricky trajectory in front of him. The tip of the knife rushed straight to Zhuge Haoran's fist: "You can try it!"

As soon as the fist shadow came into contact with the horizontal knife, Zhuge Haoran's body was like fallen leaves floating in the autumn wind, retreating in a mess.

His body slashed through the air, and the hidden force wrapped around him shattered the earth in an instant.

Zhuge Haoran barely stabilized his body, and his pale face was covered with an incredible look.

"You..." Zhuge Haoran gasped violently, and his heart was filled with storm: "Your unique skills cannot even produce phantoms, how can you still be so strong?"

“There are so many things you can’t understand in this world!”

Si Yufan gritted his teeth, and the hedge just now pulled the bone that was already extremely painful. His chest was undulating violently, and he forced himself to endure the indescribable torture.

"impossible!"

His heart trembled violently, Zhuge Haoran took a few deep breaths of the cold air, and roared hysterically: "You are just entering the Yuandan realm, how can you beat me? It must be that you used some sinister means!"

Si Yufan smiled but said nothing. The pain he experienced for his strength was beyond imagination.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhuge Haoran calmed down his thoughts and became more convinced of his thoughts.

He coughed out the remaining blood, and the sound of an angry beast roaring in his throat.

"You trash who has just entered the Yuandan realm, go to die! Shadow swims!"

Si Yufan stared indifferently at Zhuge Haoran who was so excited that he was incoherent that he rushed towards him. He waved his sword and cut a semicircle in front of him, heading straight for his throat.

Just as the blade was about to cut Zhuge Haoran's throat, Si Yufan suddenly felt his vision distorted, and Zhuge Haoran's figure completely disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, a strong wind suddenly attacked, Si Yufan's pupils suddenly tightened, and the blade turned to meet him, but he never thought that he could get lost.

Si Yufan's body was tense and he hurriedly set up a horizontal knife in front of him to prevent Zhuge Haoran from appearing suddenly.

"This guy uses his unique skills in body skills. Only by judging his attack trajectory can he find out where he is!"

Xiaobai's voice sounded in his heart, Si Yufan nodded slightly, put away the spiritual energy from the sword, and looked around alertly.

The consumption of spiritual energy in the third level of the state of nirvana is terrifying. Even if there is a reserve of spiritual energy for death, it can only be used for two minutes in total.

During the battle, once the spiritual energy is completely scarce, you will definitely fall into a desperate situation.

After searching for a long time, Si Yufan still couldn't find Zhuge Haoran's position, so he immediately closed his eyes.

Since you can't see him, you can meet his attack by relying on your own prediction of danger.

Si Yufan just closed his eyes when he heard the surging fist force hitting his face, pressing his cheeks to ache.

His eyes were closed, and he set up a horizontal knife with his perception and blocked him in front of him.

The sound of metal and iron mixed with each other sounded in front of him, and the fist wind made his slender eyelashes dance with the wind.

Si Yufan felt the force of the sword receding like a tide, but before he could take a breath, another strong wind came from another angle.

He quickly turned around and took over the attack, then poked out his palm to grab Zhuge Haoran, but unexpectedly he retreated with one blow, not giving Si Yufan a chance at all.

After taking on the offensive again and again, Si Yufan had some experience in his attack mode.

He suddenly opened his eyes, raised his horizontal knife and stabbed the air behind the right. He heard the sound of metal and iron intertwined, and Zhuge Haoran's figure suddenly appeared.

"How is that possible?" Zhuge Haoran was shocked: "How did you find my location!"

Si Yufan's lips raised slightly: "The key to determining the outcome is not entirely dependent on his cultivation, but more on his combat experience."

"Fighting experience? What kind of combat experience can you, a young boy who is still young?" Zhuge Haoran tilted his neck and stared at him like a bronze bell:

"I have lived in the Unable Domain for so many years and have experienced so many death battles. How can I be under you?"

"So you're a complete waste!"

Si Yufan waved his sword and retreated Zhuge Haoran, and rushed up the ground with his feet.

Zhuge Haoran's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of a pinhole, and his toes quickly pointed to the ground, trying to distance himself from him.

Seeing this, Si Yufan's steps suddenly accelerated, instantly bullying himself, opening his state of silence, and slashing the afterimage of the horizontal knife.

Zhuge Haoran hurriedly used the Shadow Breaking Fist to block Si Yufan's attack and took the opportunity to distance himself from him.

"I will never lose!"

Zhuge Haoran looked like a madman, and his fists drew a mysterious trajectory in front of him. His breath began to rise step by step, and powerful pressure enveloped Si Yufan's heart.

"Please take the move, Cave Xuan Demon Wind Fist!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a surging demon shadow broke through the void and descended behind Zhuge Haoran, making waves of roars, shocking everyone to stop fighting and covering their ears.

"I don't believe this move won't kill you!" Zhuge Haoran's face was extremely ferocious, and the shadow of the fist came out of his hand, bringing a harsh sound boom.

Si Yufan's eyes condensed, his body showed a strange curve, and a solid black spike appeared on the horizontal knife.

He raised his foot and took a step, raised his sword and slashed down angrily. The black spike instantly broke away from the blade, and the surging force made the air begin to twist.

"Nine Profound Heaven-covered Blade, Three Profounds - Destroy!"

Si Yufan was gasping heavily, and his feet staggered and knelt on the ground, watching the spikes slash through the air and crashed straight into the fist shadow.

As soon as the fist shadow comes into contact with the spikes, it melts like ice and snow, and no trace can be seen again.

Zhuge Haoran's face was frozen. He wanted to avoid it but felt like a root was born under his feet, so he had to watch the spikes attack.

Looking at the spikes swept forward like black lightning, Zhuge Haoran hurriedly raised his arms to resist, but unexpectedly his arms were the same as the fist shadow and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Lou Guan's pupils seemed like an earthquake. He raised his hand to force the blood-retreating ancestor, and instantly rushed to Zhuge Haoran's side, dragged him elsewhere, pointed to the ground with his toes, and quickly fled to the distance.

After a moment, Zhuge Haoran's heart-wrenching screams mixed with vague words came: "I want to join forces with Heifengtang and Ghost Sword Sect, and I will definitely avenge you for breaking your arm!"

"I'm waiting for you……"
Chapter completed!