"Gan Jian just fought with the mermaid. The mermaid is very strong and has forced him to the end of his strength. Now that he is fighting with me in such a state, not to mention winning him, even if he kills him, it will not be difficult."

Zhang Yifeng had his own mind. Although the powerful divine realm was powerful, fortunately, after he had arrived at the Taixu Three Thousand, almost none of the divine realms he saw fought with him at his peak.

Whether he was careless or too arrogant, he was caught off guard by Zhang Yifeng. In Zhang Yifeng's eyes, the man named Gan Jian, was definitely not his opponent.

"I don't want to die, so I'll give up now and get out, otherwise I won't have a chance to go back on my word later."

Gan Jian looked at Zhang Yifeng with gloomy eyes and pulled out two long swords from behind.

Seeing this, Zhang Yifeng raised his eyebrows slightly. He had never used the two swords since he got the Sixteen Saints of Silence. When he saw someone holding the two swords in his hand, he felt a long-lost sense of familiarity.

"I'm worried about it. If the battle arises later and you hurt you, I hope you won't blame me."

Hearing this, Gan Jian sneered and took a step forward, but he even said nothing and came out with both swords.

The two sword tips were like two rays of light passing by Ye You, and the sword light emitted suppressed all the blood and energy on the blood pool that stretched for hundreds of miles.

The sword crossed with his arms, and the sword shadows slashed towards Zhang Yifeng. Zhang Yifeng did not retreat, and a smile appeared on his face.

If as he thought in his heart, Gan Jian was already strong outside and the middle, and when he was fighting the mermaid just now, it was almost Gan Jian's limit. In this round of fighting with himself, it would be difficult to hurt himself without leaving any effort.

The seemingly bluffing move was actually a weak and weak person. A flash of light flashed in Zhang Yifeng's hand, and the Sixteen Saints roared out, with a point of the sword point, and it was unbiasedly located where the two swords intertwined.

The three sword edges collided with each other, making a buzzing sound, and the sword shadow disappeared in an instant. Zhang Yifeng pressed forward and punched him out.

"Bang!"

This punch came from bottom to top, trying to hit Gan Jian's chest. At the critical moment, Gan Jian gave up his sword, closed his fist and grabbed Zhang Yifeng's fist.

The fist and palms collided, and a wave of air storm spread out. The land above the blood pool under my body shrank in a circle. Several shadows of Shura appeared in the rolling blood pool, roaring and whining.

Looking at Zhang Yifeng who was coming close to him, Gan Jianxin was shocked. Is the person in front of him a great perfection in the fairyland?

How is that possible!

Although Gan Jian's strength is less than 50% of the peak at this time, facing a great perfection of the fairyland, no, even if he faces the Divine Realm, he will not be as stressed as he is now.

Zhang Yifeng closed his fist, and the violent force made Gan Jian's palm hurt, but he couldn't stop it at all.

The strange-looking sword force slashed towards him. Gan Jian quickly retreated and stretched out his hand. The sword force that had just thrown to the side returned to his hand again.

The two swords swept the sword intent, and a woven sword net rushed out, colliding with the Sixteen Saints of Ji.

Zhang Yifeng was amazed. I have to say that even though Gan Jian was already at the end of his strength, his strength was not weak at all and was suitable to be the target of his own fight.

"Then let's have fun with you!"

Zhang Yifeng jumped into the air, and the four taboo powers of wind, thunder, water and fire surged, round and full, like an arm using fingers, flowing along the sword tip, and one sword pointed out, and four completely different sword tips fell from four directions.

The sword shadow of the Gangfeng sword is fast, the sword shadow of the Heavenly Thunder sword is strong, the sword shadow of the weak water sword is heavy, the sword shadow of the Karma Fire sword is like a maggot on the tars bone, and the four sword shadows each perform their duties, and for a moment it is difficult for Gan Jian to escape.

"Eat me one more punch!"

Taking advantage of Gan Jian's struggle to fight against the four swords of wind, thunder, water and fire, Zhang Yifeng punched him, forgetting the sky and the earth, without self or others, neither true nor illusion, neither real nor false.

In the horrified eyes of the gods and the sky realm in the stands, Zhang Yifeng made a light punch, and in an instant the entire blood pool exploded with a wave of blood. The land under the two of them directly cracked, leaving only a place under Zhang Yifeng for only one person to stand.

The selfless punch not only knocked Gan Jian backwards, but also the four taboo power of the wind, thunder, water and fire also shattered, turning into a vast power and storming Gan Jian's body.

After flying backwards to the blood pool, Gan Jian's face was full of surprise and could not believe that he had lost like this.

From Zhang Yifeng's serious move to now, he can only do two tricks!

I am the Great Perfection of the Divine Realm, but I can’t beat a small fairyland!

"No! Impossible!"

Gan Jian roared angrily and slapped a yellow-skinned gourd hanging around his waist. The next moment, four sword shadows burst out from the yellow-skinned gourd.

As these four sword shadows appeared, the Shura phantom, who was scratching Gan Jian's legs and feet in the blood pool, was immediately split.

In the stands, the monks exclaimed: "It turned out to be the Yellow Immortal Sword Gourd!"

Above the third level of rotation, Nie Yuncai said, "This man is really interesting. He can actually force Gan Jian to this point. Once the four taboo spirit swords in the Yellow Immortal Sword Gourd are released, it is unlikely that this man's entire body will be left."

The four spiritual swords flew violently, and they were all pointed like swords in the air, like a legendary sword immortal, and drove the four flying swords straight for Zhang Yifeng.

Seeing this, Zhang Yifeng suddenly grinned: "Good baby, give it to me!"

"dream!"

Gan Jian shouted angrily, and the four sword shadows immediately turned into four extremely violent taboo powers.

No matter what, Gan Jian is also the great perfection of the Shen Kong Realm. With such a state, using Shen Xi to control taboos will have a power far beyond Zhang Yifeng. When wind, thunder and water and fire are surging in this blood pool, it seems to be a sign of doomsday.

However, Zhang Yifeng was not afraid at all. The violent gale blew the blue shirt on his body, but Zhang Yifeng slowly opened his hand, and a flash of light flashed across his fingers.

"Buzz!"

A buzzing sound came, and a core of the world's origin was lifted from Zhang Yifeng's palm. When the world's origin shot out, the four stimulating taboo powers were immediately swallowed into it and disappeared.

The trump card of Gan Jian was easily resolved, which surprised everyone present even more.

"This guy is actually the Lord of the Realm!"

"Which world is the master of the world who is so capable!"

"Dark curtain! Damn it! My God's Stone!"

There were constant calls in the stands, and Zhang Yifeng stretched out his hand and said, "If you want to save my life, I will naturally stop. If you want to kill me, then I can only kill you."

The Sixteen Saints of Ji were floating in the air, and the sword body trembled continuously. As Zhang Yifeng stretched out his hand, the Sixteen Saints of Ji penetrated the void and appeared behind Gan Jian.

A black dot appeared on Gan Jian's chest, and no body-protecting Shenxi could resist the devouring intention of the Sixteen Saints. The black dot slowly expanded, and finally Gan Jian's body disappeared without a trace.
Chapter completed!