Chapter 18 It's my turn

"Nan Zhantian, go back!"

"I am now a member of the Youzong."

"From now on, Badao Sect will have no connection with me!"

Nie Fei looked painful and seemed to have made up his mind.

"Young Master, please think twice!"

"You will only make the sect leader furious and implicate the sect you are in now!"

Nan Zhantian advised unwillingly.

Nie Fei shook his head and said firmly:

"I have decided, it's useless to say more!"

Hearing this, Xu Fan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He finally cultivated his own great apprentice.

If he just left like this, wouldn’t he suffer a loss?

Fortunately, Nie Fei, a kid, values ​​love and friendship, and has not abandoned his master.

But then again, how much hatred does this kid have with his father?

Looks like he never interacts with each other

Xu Fan found it very strange.

Seeing that Nie Fei was still obsessed with it, Nan Zhantian's eyes turned cold and said coldly:

"Since the young sect leader is so obsessed with the sect you talk about."

"Then, let me, Nan Zhantian, eliminate your obsession and destroy this sect!"

Damn!

What a big deal to do with my sect!

It’s because your young sect leader doesn’t want to go back, okay?

Xu Fan had the urge to curse.

The next moment, the big man recruited the purple-backed and golden-ringed machete behind him and pulled it out.

Buzz ~

In an instant, a thick sound of sword came from the sword.

The eardrum hurts.

Xu Fan looked at the knife, and there were nine real dragons engraved on the back of the knife. At first glance, it was lifelike.

It's a good knife.

The sword in hand, Nan Zhantian held it tightly with one hand.

Although he had not made any moves, the huge sword energy in his body had already filled his whole body and could break out of his body at any time.

Just the momentum of Nan Zhantian going to that stop.

There is the power of one man being the gate, and ten thousand men not being able to open it.

I looked at the crowd around me, smacked my tongue and sighed.

"What a strong sword energy, what a terrifying man!"

"The weight of this knife is probably no less than a thousand pounds!"

"Although I haven't taken action, this sword energy makes me feel pain in my skin. What level does this person's sword art have reached?"

"Is this the terror of a first-level force? Just a worshipper has such terrifying strength!"

Xu Fan looked at the man in front of him with a calm expression, as the owner of Suixin Sword Path.

At first glance, you can see that Nan Zhantian in front of you has touched the edge of the sword art realm.

But when it comes to playing with a knife.

Xu Fan is his ancestor.

Even if Nan Zhantian reaches the sword art realm, it is not enough to see it.

Faced with Nan Zhantian's terrifying sword aura, Xu Fan raised his lips slightly, and his hands were behind him, with a casual look on his face.

"The sword technique that Wu Nan Zhantian cultivated is called the Fire Sword Technique!"

"The sword energy is hot, like a rolling flame."

"I will not kill the nameless person, report it to you!"

The sound of the war in the south was like thunder, and he shouted.

~

"President You Sect, Xu Fan!"

Xu Fan replied lightly.

"Okay, since that's the case, don't blame me, Nan Zhantian, for being polite!"

After saying that, Nan Zhantian was full of spiritual power.

I saw an extremely hot spiritual power coming from the purple-backed golden-ring sword.

Under this spiritual power, the sword turned into a fiery red heat all over, and even more terrifying high temperature came from the sword.

The next moment, Nan Zhantian's arms were shocked.

The purple-backed golden-ring knife was swung high and slashed straight at Xu Fan.

Under this knife.

The surrounding space is distorted due to the high temperature.

A stream of extremely compressed flame sword energy shot out from the purple-backed golden ring knife.

The nearby seats instantly turned into coke.

The people from Yubaozhai quickly retreated for dozens of meters, fearing that they would be affected by this terrifying sword aura.

Wait until you retreat to a safe position.

Everyone set their sights on Xu Fan.

Face the fire sword technique of Nan Zhantian.

Can the leader of You Sect resist this?

But, soon, the next scene.

Everyone present, including Nan Zhantian, was stunned.

I saw that the sword energy carrying hot spiritual power was about to hit Xu Fan.

But something strange happened.

The sword energy could not touch Xu Fan's body at all, and it all dissipated out of thin air.

The fire sword energy that was enough to kill the powerful man in the early stage of foundation building.

In front of Xu Fan, he was not even as good as a fart.

Without even a sound, it disappeared completely.

Nan Zhantian knew very well that he didn't hold back at all just now.

His sword energy is at least powerful.

Even the other side was a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage, facing his crazy and domineering fire sword technique.

Even if you don't die, you will be seriously injured.

How could it be like the white-haired man in front of him, without even moving his steps?

Moreover, even if the cultivation level on the other side is far higher than that of him, Nan Zhantian's fiery sword energy cannot disappear for no reason?

After seeing Nan Zhantian take action, Wang Qian thought to himself that he was terrible.

He was willing to help Xu Fan.

However, even if all the people he brought together were not opponents of Nan Zhantian in the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

What's more, on the background background.

As a first-class force, Badao Sect will not be afraid of the Imperial Treasure Pavilion at all.

Therefore, Wang Qian could only watch the powerful Nan Zhantian attack Xu Fan in front of him.

When the fire sword energy of Nan Zhantian burned the sky and boiled the sea was slashed out.
To be continued...