He grabbed his big hand in the air, and his three giant swords suddenly became smaller.

In the blink of an eye, the three swords turned into three embroidery needles of different colors and lengths of two fingers.

One hundred percent of these three needles, the space shaking violently, as if it could not contain the power in these three needles and was about to be at its peak.

Mo Fan glanced at the three needles, but still had no intention of taking action. A gleam flashed through his eyes, and a word was spit out from his mouth.

"Change!"

As this word is spit out, three embroidery needles with different attributes lean towards each other, quickly merge together and condense into one.

Now, the space finally couldn't stand the force on the needle and stopped trembling. Cracked like spider webs spreading in all directions.

The embroidery needle did not pierce the air, and the air broke itself, as if it was abandoning itself.

Except for Wan Tianjue, everyone present was shocked and their faces were incredible.

Mo Fan used a dozen meters of qi soldiers to break Wan Tianjue's sword energy, which surprised them. Mo Fan could even condense such a large qi soldiers to the size of an embroidery needle, which they could not even imagine.

You should know that condensing a large number of air soldiers is like compressing explosives. It is not only extremely dangerous, but it is absolutely impossible to achieve without strong control.

However, Mo Fan not only succeeded, but also compressed the three different attributes of the Qi soldiers that had been compressed to the extreme again. This was like mixing three highly concentrated and intense explosives together. Just looking at them makes people feel creepy.

"this……"

"How is this possible? Oh my god?" Many people's eyes shaking, unable to believe their eyes.

Wan Tianjue refined the dragon corpse more than 50 meters into the size of a weaving needle, which was beyond their imagination.

What Mo Fan did instantly broke their worldview.

There are many old antiques here that have lived for nearly a hundred years. I have seen many scenes of war, but I have never seen anything like this tonight.

"Go!" Mo Fan waved his hand.

The light on the embroidery needle lit up and disappeared immediately into the crack in the space.

Wan Tianjue narrowed his eyes slightly and snorted coldly.

He pulled one hand back, and the light of the knitting needle flying out suddenly flashed a few times and returned to him.

"Long Shou!" He shouted softly.

The knitting needle instantly grew bigger and turned into an umbrella-shaped shield to block his body. The scales as big as nails on the umbrella surface were one after another, squirming and emitting silver light in the night sky at night.

As soon as the umbrella-shaped shield appeared, Mo Fan's embroidery needle appeared in front of the umbrella, and the two collided with each other.

The dazzling light immediately lit up, submerging the entire Dragon Island. Even in Jiangnan Province, it felt like the direction of Dragon Island suddenly lit up.

In the bright light, it was like a loud bang of 100,000 tons of explosives exploded.

Many people's ears buzzed constantly, and some of them were bleeding from their seven orifices, and their faces were extremely ferocious.

Before everyone could recover from the loud noise, the space began to shake. The crowd fell like a forest where a hurricane passed through. Only some of them had higher cultivation levels remained standing.

Even so, each of his face looked extremely ugly.

In the midst of the earth-shaking movement, Wan Tianjue's shield was instantly blown into pieces, and the embroidery needle flew straight towards Wan Tianjue.

Wan Tianjue frowned slightly, his eyes flashed with cold light. He looked at the embroidery needle and did not retreat.

"Mo Fan, do you think this embroidery needle can kill me? You are too naive."

"Three Thousands of Futus, Fusheng Seal!"

His eyes narrowed, and he slapped his palm in the air, and a handprint of the same size as his palm appeared.

It was obviously just a palm, and every time the handprint was moved forward, a larger handprint appeared.

Layer one by one, like a pagoda made up by hands.

When the handprints reached Mo Fan's embroidery needle, there were 33 handprints, blocking him and the embroidery needle.

"Bang bang bang..." The sound of metal collision sounded again, and the embroidery needle pierced 30 handprints in a row before stopping.

Wan Tianjue raised his lips again and smiled coldly.

"Mo Fan, you are very strong and you are indeed worthy of sitting on the third place on the blacklist, but these are not enough, you can only sit in the third place." Wan Tianjue smiled contemptuously.

Mo Fan has three true qi with different attributes, and can condense such a powerful qi soldier into an embroidery needle. There is no doubt that his strength is strong.

If he had been 10 years ago, he would definitely not be Mo Fan's opponent.

However, now he has condensed the Void Pill and refined Long Yuan. Mo Fan is no match for him.

"A single embroidery needle doesn't work, what if it is 108,000?" Mo Fan asked without any movement.

He had no intention of killing Wan Tianjue with an embroidery needle, but just blocking one of his embroidery needles. Are he so proud?

When he spoke, he thought and started to use the Nine-Turn Hunyuan Gong. A series of spiritual energy like embroidered needles flocked toward him and slept around him.

As soon as these spiritual energy left Mo Fan's body, vortexes floated around the spiritual energy.

Under the involvement of these vortexes, not only the spiritual energy within a radius of hundreds of miles was like the sea water of the tide, but even the spiritual energy in the bodies of some onlookers was not controlled to rush into these embroidery needles.

Under the indoctrination of spiritual energy, these embroidery needles were like stars in the sky, lit up one by one here and there.

Every time one lights up, the space around the embroidery needle is immediately broken.

Embroidery needles like the previous one surround Mo Fan, suspended in the air, thousands.

A heart-pounding aura fell from the sky and pressed towards everyone, and everyone was stunned for a moment.

An embroidery needle is already terrifying enough, almost like a missile, but Mo Fan actually condensed 18,000 of them at will?

"this……"

"Really or not?"

They didn't wait to get the answer, one word: retreat!

The embroidery needle just now was already unbearable. If a bunch of embroidery needles were knocked down, Wan Tianjue would have died, and they had already died first.

The smile on Wan Tianjue's face suddenly became stiff and replaced by a gloom.

He could naturally see that not all of these 18,000 were like the embroidery needle just now, but more than one was like the one just now.

Even he could not do so many highly condensed qi soldiers in such a short time, but Mo Fan did it, which gave him a bad premonition.

"Didn't this kid fail to make a breakthrough?"

Before Wan Tianjue could figure it out, Mo Fan's eyes were cold and he pointed at Wan Tianjue from afar.

"Hundreds of eight thousand swords!"

As the sound fell, the embroidery needles were accumulating energy and retreated backwards, flying towards Wantianjue like a meteor shower. It was extremely gorgeous, but also extremely fatal.

Seeing so many embroidery needles flying towards him, Wan Tianjue was unprecedentedly solemn, and in less than a tenth of a second, he made a decision.

"Get out!" A tiger roar sounded from his mouth, and a golden light suddenly burst out from his body. A strange scene happened in the sky.
Chapter completed!