The light flying dust, in his hands like a dazzling lightning, will be the whole Imperial Hotel, are a bright glare.

After all, the one who is strong in tianbang is the one who is strong in tianbang. With this real knack of imperial sword, Chen daoxuan can kill the incomparable man of heaven!

The light of the sword is shining, and the sharp sword spirit cuts all the guests who are closest to the war circle, wearing expensive suits and evening dress, and scraping their skin hot.

It's still 10 meters away from the ring.

The most central tables have been strangled into powder by the overflowing sword spirit!

As soon as the real formula of the imperial sword was offered, all the people present were moved. It was Wan Chengzhi who had always been arrogant. He also raised his eyelids slightly, and his eyes were filled with surprise.

As for others, they are more worried.

Although Fang rubing has just been extremely amazing, she is still a young girl after all. How can she be compared with the leader of Chen daoxuan?

Song Shuling, a powerful woman, is already holding her husband's arm tightly. Her eyes are full of worry.

"You're too big, old man!"

Fang rubing, who is facing the real secret of imperial sword, laughs lightly. The ice attribute mana that is stimulated secretly is poured into the snow-white folding fan in the palm of his hand.

Fang rubing doesn't dodge, but he wants to compete with Chen daoxuan!

With the sound of "pa", the folding fan is light and the sound of the fan is clear and pleasant, which is natural and extraordinary.

Until then, Ning Feixuan noticed that the folding fan in Fang rubing's hand was the real dragon folding fan that Meng ran killed the ghost of Shenjing in Qingzhou on that day!

On that day, Meng ran held the real dragon folding fan, and even the spirit of the divine realm could be cut off. No matter how strong the Taoist immortal was, he was just the realm of heaven and man. He might not be the opponent of the real dragon folding fan.

"Master! Watch out for that folding fan Ning Feixuan panicked to remind.

At the center of the battle circle, Fang rubing, who is pushing the real dragon folding fan with all his strength, blinks his beautiful eyes at Chen daoxuan playfully, and then a fan swings out!

See you!

A golden glow, like a magic pen, leaps out of the fan!

All the people in the Huangdu hotel just saw that the golden mansions were shining all over the room!

The folding fan in Fang rubing's hand is like a golden sun, rising slowly! Smash all Chen daoxuan's sword spirit!

"How can it be!"

An unbelievable alarm rang through the ears of all.

Ning Feixuan's eyes open to see the golden glow, will turn into sword dust, blow into a touch of fly ash!

More than ten meters across, Chen daoxuan went straight!

"Click!

The vigorous Qi of Chen daoxuan's body protection was smashed by this magic power on the spot!

Chen daoxuan stepped back seven steps in a row. Finally, he stepped out of the tile floor on his right foot, leaving a big hole of tens of centimeters. This was just enough to stop the decline.

People looked up, but saw a wisp of scarlet blood from the corner of Chen daoxuan's mouth, dyed his white beard

"Lost..."

"Immortal daoxuan was defeated..."

"The leader of Tianshi Dao was defeated by a little girl This How could that be possible? "

Seeing the bloodstain on the corner of Chen daoxuan's mouth, not only were the guests, but even the prince's highness, who was the Supreme Master of the ninth five, his face changed greatly.

Wan Chengzhi is playing with the tall glass in his palm, which is smashed by him!

At this time, all people's attention was focused on Chen daoxuan. No one had noticed that Wan Chengzhi, who was supposed to be an ordinary person, was unhurt after his palm was pierced into the glass!

Even on the palm of the right hand, there is not even a trace of white mark left