The words have not yet come to an end.

An unparalleled terrifying aura suddenly soared into the sky on the black shadow!

The murderous intent spread out in an instant!

What kind of scene is the supreme level full of momentum?

The world changed color, and the calm sea surface was in trouble!

Two luxury yachts began to shake violently during the storm.

The fierce wind tightly enveloped the black shadow, unable to see his true face clearly.

He was like a demon god crawling out of hell! It was even more terrifying than the Kunlun Supreme that they saw in the secret realm of Purple Moon Valley in the northern border!

The Supreme Kunlun is just a broken soul.

And the one in front of me is a living supreme who has been practicing for many years and has truly existed!

The Supreme One was angry and blood flowed into a river.

Even those people on the edge of the battlefield had to mobilize all the true energy in their bodies to protect themselves to fight the terrifying storm.

Jiang He and others looked pale, and they squinted their eyes and looked at the deck of the three-story yacht.

It is extremely difficult to protect Lu Fan when he wants to reinforce him, and he cannot move his steps at all.

"Lu Fan, be careful!"

Jiang He gritted his teeth and shouted loudly.

Lu Fan was in the center of the storm, narrowing his eyes slightly at the black shadow that looked like a god of killing. For some reason, at this moment, an illusion of a confrontation between mortals and gods arose in his heart.

The strength of the person in front of me is much deeper than that of Wang Changqing.

Wang Changqing had just entered the Supreme Realm for a few years and was able to take charge of the northern border, which made the ten major families and the Martial Alliance silent and dared not act rashly.

And the person in front of him... if he was really an overseas monk, then his cultivation time would be difficult to calculate in years.

"I felt the fear deep in your soul, which is great."

In the dark shadow storm, a gloomy sneer came.

"You probably haven't tasted the soul yet, right? Let me tell you, the kind of soul that feels extremely afraid of death before death is the most wonderful and most rewarding... Hahahahahahahahahaha!"

The crazy laughter, the Yuanhun Pearl, you and the terrifying soul impact swept towards Lu Fan.

Lu Fan held his breath and concentrated, and the brief fluctuations in his heart quickly calmed down without any interference from the other party.

He felt the murderous intent sweeping in the sky, which had almost reached the bottleneck of power in this world today.

Overseas monks really exist.

A terrifying existence that transcends the known powers of the world today.

Once these people are really born, they will inevitably change the current ancient martial arts pattern.

Even the group of people who came out of the secret realm, these overseas monks, were probably qualified to go and have a head-on encounter.

The current situation has made Lu Fan not have time to think so much.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, transporting his breath to his dantian, forming a mass of air that steadily suppressed the restless dantian to fight against the impact of this mental power.

At the same time, he slowly opened his eyes, looked at the black shadow in the gale of wind, and raised his right hand.

Puff~~~~!

A sword light came out of his hand!

This is the Ten Directions Sword Art that he learned in the mural carvings in the ancient city of the secret realm of the northern border.

The sword roars all over the world! It slashes out like a meteor rushing to the moon!

"puff!"
Chapter completed!