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He laughed out loud and said, "You actually want to challenge me? Do you know who I am? What kind of person was I when I was alive? If you want to challenge me, it's only the mayfly shaking the tree. "

His words were filled with a bit of pride that reached the bone. He pointed at the mountains and pointed at the rivers, looking down at the world with disdain.

"I don't care who you are. Whether it was the noble king or the buddha gods, it didn't matter. There may be many people in this world who are stronger than me, and who can yield to me. But no one will give in to me. " Fan Wuji's words were filled with confidence.

Some people were extremely confident. It was an almost paranoid, almost arrogant kind of confidence. Seeing the Fan Wuji in front of them, he was much more confident than them. He had already treated the word 'confident' as a belief, and even said that he viewed himself as a belief.

This kind of feeling was the most terrifying. He wasn't afraid of the immortal gods or buddhas, he didn't have respect in his heart, nor did he have faith. If he were to say that he had faith, then that would be his confidence. This kind of person would not die peacefully, but every single one of them would be extremely terrifying.

Fan Wuji was the same.

At this moment, he glanced at Gu Qingcheng. The two of them had a tacit understanding. Gu Qingcheng obediently nodded her head before dismounting from his back and walking to the side by herself. She knew that an earth-shattering battle was about to break out, and that she was still on Fan Wuji's back. She would only let him hold back his hands and feet, unable to unleash his true abilities.

"Star Dou!"

He let out a low shout and immediately drew out the three-foot-long Azure Trenchant Sword. The sword danced like a flower and the air waves overflowed into the heavens. There were many changes, and it was as unpredictable as a sky full of stars.

His current body refining strength was comparable to that of a Zenith King and was only one step away from that of a body refining Earthly Immortal. This kind of power caused him to have the ability to turn each and every move of his into a miracle.

"East-rising Purple Qi!"

The humanoid purple qi, he murmured softly. His voice was not loud, but it carried an inexplicable sense of majesty. He gently threw out a palm strike. This palm strike seemed soft, but it created a resonance with the surrounding purple gas.

The purple qi surged as it turned into a dragon from the east. It was both physical and spiritual. He could even hear the roars of several dragons.

On the path of cultivation, there were three thousand Tao techniques, and each one of them led to the pinnacle of the Great Dao. The path of cultivation was the path of predecessors, and one had to walk their own path at the end of it.

If Fan Wuji had walked the path of a humane person, then he would definitely be able to defeat all the other powers in the world. This meant that the person in front of him had walked the path of the Heavenly Dao. He had entered the Dao through nature and comprehended various magical abilities.

Star Shift, the stars were densely packed, and in the space of a single day, it was constantly changing. At this moment, his sword was no longer a sword, but rather, a Heavenly Star Sword. When any enemy fell into this sword technique, they would feel as if they were stuck in a boundless starry sky, and facing the stars and stars of the universe, they would feel weak and unable to resist.

Fan Wuji's comprehension of this sword technique was extremely deep, and he gradually reached the state of the starry sky. Using his poetic perspective, he was able to suppress others with his intent, allowing him to reach a spiritual level.

Fan Wuji used the Star Dou Technique and instantly unleashed nine sword strikes. Nine seconds later, he consecutively released 81 sword strikes. Each of these eighty-one sword strikes had a completely different trajectory.

The enemy could not predict what his next strike would be. This was one of the most terrifying aspects of his sword technique.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Every time he drew his sword, his strength was monstrous and caused tremors in the air, creating huge waves. He needed to destroy the huge wave of purple energy in the air that was gathered from his opponent's palm.

As he moved back and forth, he unleashed 81 sword strikes in the blink of an eye. However, each sword strike contained a killing move. This sort of battle was extremely dangerous and couldn't be missed.

At this moment, in their first clash, neither of them could do anything to the other. With their battle experience at this stage, the two sides had no time to think or think of any loopholes.

The two of them immediately understood this point and did not probe any further. They did not want to use their gorgeous techniques to attack its weak points and win.

"This young man's sword technique is indeed round and flawless. It has the aura of the masses and is flawless." But you're on the wrong track. My palm technique has merged with the Heavenly Dao, and it is the most correct and most perfect palm technique. Your sword is too many to follow your heart, how can a human being triumph over the heavens? " His tone was casual.

But his words, each and every one of his sentences struck at the heart. Those who had low intelligence, upon hearing his words, would waver their will and would become suspicious of their own cultivation path. They would have a heart demon and would no longer have the courage to fight.

Hearing this, Fan Wuji could only shake his head and smile without saying a word. He was someone who believed in himself. No one was more determined than him and would not be affected by the Purple Clouds.

"You don't believe me? Then I'll prove it with facts. "Our current foundation is at the Extreme Dao King level. As long as my palm can defeat your sword, I will say that the Heavenly Dao can defeat humanity, and only the laws of nature can reign supreme." When he said the word 'Heavenly Dao', his tone was filled with a hint of fanaticism and even madness.

"So much nonsense!"

At the same time, he held the Green Edge Sword in one hand, a blunt sword in the other, dual swords in both hands, and once again brought out his lifetime's unique technique, the Dual Sword Style of the Perfection level.

Seeing him take out his two swords, the human shaped purple gas also became silent. He seemed to understand that the Dual Sword Flow Swordsman was extremely terrifying. Some sword immortals, without the corresponding talent, would not be able to practice the Dual Sword Flow.1

"The vast purple qi is coming from the east. The purple qi is pressing on the land!" The human-shaped purple gas softly said a few words, as if it was chanting a mysterious incantation.

Under his chant, all the purple qi within several hundred miles was actually mobilized by him. The pureness of this purple gas was one of the rarest forms of natural spiritual energy, possessing unfathomable power.

When the purple qi surged for hundreds of miles like a tsunami, it was like the earth cracking and the sky collapsing. This move contained the power of the heaven and earth.

"Unrivaled Super Hottie!"

"Third level Sword Intent Explosion!"

"Perfection true intent!"

Fan Wuji no longer held anything back. With his great power, true intent, physical strength, and the edge of his sword, he gathered all of his strength into one, like a round and smooth internal core.

This was a technique created by a cultivator himself. After Fan Wuji learned of this technique, he combined the three powers of his previous technique with this technique, allowing his body to fuse with a large amount of power, exploding out in the blink of an eye.

Fan Wuji held both swords in his hands. His sword moved like flowing water, without any stagnation, as if the heavens were galloping. He did not expect it at all, as it was dazzling and resplendent.

His footwork seemed slow but was actually swift. Under the hundreds of miles of attacks of the purple qi, he seemed to be quite adept. Every time the purple gas attacked, it would be scattered by him appropriately.

Just like this, he was carefree and at ease as if he was taking a stroll in the courtyard. Step by step, he approached the human-shaped purple gas. The humanoid purple qi was expressionless. He continued to manipulate the dense purple gas with his palm technique, attempting to crush Fan Wuji with Hao Tang's purple gas.

However, under Fan Wuji's two swords, he had fused everything he had learned into one furnace. It was like seeing the purple clouds between heaven and earth and being helpless.

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