At the critical moment.

Ye Fan raised his right hand slightly, and the Wuxiang Sword appeared in his hand. The sword blade was intertwined with the breath of the immortal master and the laws of the great way.

"Sword of wisdom - breaking all the methods!"

Ye Fan shouted loudly, and the nine major acupoints on his head opened at the same time, without reservation, and his brain started to run wildly.

The Flying Immortal Sword, which was originally as fast as thunder, instantly slowed down tens of thousands of times in his sight, and was no different from a turtle crawling.

The Wisdom Sword is the third move of the Seven Swords of Beichen. It uses the sword of supreme wisdom to cut off troubles and eliminate all kinds of methods.

This magical power does not have a fixed move, but an algorithm. Through a unique way, it can calculate the flaws in the opponent's moves, thereby reaching the state of "no move is better than a move", and then arrive first, breaking all the laws in the world.

Although the Supreme Elder's Flying Immortal Sword is powerful, it is not really without any flaws.

With Ye Fan's current strength, his eyes are as sharp as a torch, and it is not impossible to understand the flaws in an instant!

"Swish!Swish!"

Suddenly, a dazzling light burst out from Ye Fan's eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a natural smile, just like a Buddha smiling with a flower.

The next moment, he held the Wuxiang Sword in his hand, stood up and even took the initiative toward the Feixian sword.

"Boom!"

Under the gaze of everyone, the two collided together.

The sword light flashed, dazzling.

The sword energy was surging and soared into the sky.

The sword intent is soaring to the sky, destroying the dead.

The terrifying energy fluctuations were like a star explosion, sweeping through the sky. All buildings within a radius of ten thousand meters were razed to the ground and turned into ruins.

Such extreme power seemed to have reached the limit that could be carried in the ruins, and the entire Baidi City seemed to have shaken three times.

"Break it to me!"

Ye Fan's loud shout shook the sky.

His move directly hit the weakest position of the flying immortal outside the sky, destroying and unstoppable.

This sword seems to be able to split the darkness and turn into a cloud of light, like the morning sun shining on the earth.

"Click!"

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the dark blue Zhenwu magic sword, but it was the second and third...

The cracks continued to spread, densely packed, and finally shattered!

However, this is not the end. Ye Fan held the Wuxiang Sword in his hand and went upstream, like a divine dragon rising from the abyss, carrying the power of slaughtering gods and killing immortals, and slashed at the divine clone of the Supreme Elder.

"See!"

The harsh sound of tearing resounded throughout the world.

The divine clone of the Supreme Elder instantly turned into powder without a trace.

Above the sky, Ye Fan stood with a sword, looking down at the world, with a momentum soaring into the sky, like a god.

I have a sword that can defeat Zhenwu!
Chapter completed!