Why did the envoy help his students destroy the Guishan Group? Is there any secret that is ulterior motive? Or is it just a simple evil taste?

Zhang Fan didn't dare to gamble. He took a deep breath, looked into Ji Qianming's eyes, and said lightly: "Sorry, I can't let you go, let me go back to the academy with me."

The corners of Ji Qianming's mouth twitched slightly under the mask. Boss, you are unwilling to give up if you don't kill me!

"Hahaha, it's up to you?" Ji Qianming sneered twice, his tone full of disdain.

Zhang Fan slowly raised his hand, and in this final field, his will continue to roll in, he said calmly:

"I wish that flying is prohibited here, space movement is prohibited, and all living beings are prohibited from entering and leaving."

After three consecutive orders were issued, Ji Qianming could clearly feel that the rules here were changed by the power of wishes, and layers of invisible shackles were carried on him, blocking the ability of flying and space.

Has he been able to apply "Personal Vow" to this level... No wonder he became the most popular emperor on earth, Ji Qianming thought to himself.

Although his situation was not good, he was not panicked. With his own rank and ability, it was not difficult to get rid of these orders. What's more, he had used the full version of "Personal Vow", and his understanding of it was no less than that of Zhang Fan himself.

After trapping Ji Qianming in the field, Zhang Fan saw Ji Qianming standing there without movement, and spoke again in a deep voice: "I wish that all your five senses will be lost and your actions will be slow."

The moment he finished speaking, Ji Qianming's eyes went dark, and there was no light at all where he could see them. Not only that, his sense of smell, taste, hearing, and touch disappeared at the same time, and his whole body seemed to be isolated from the world, becoming a completely useless man.

At the same time, the flow of time around him slowed down. Although the degree of slowness was not high, for the fight at the quasi-emperor realm, slowing down was an absolute disadvantage.

Of course, there are more ruthless orders, but for Zhang Fan, it is not easy to accumulate any trace of vows. In addition to winning this battle, he must also strictly control the vows. Relatively speaking, the five sense vows that temporarily block the enemy's vows are consumed the lowest, but the benefits are very good. Considering that Zhang Fan himself is a little afraid of JOKER, to be safe, he added a slow state to him.

It was not over yet. Zhang Fan's fingertips flashed slightly, and thirty-six treasure lights flowed. The flying sword of the divine world was floating beside him, red, lilac, sandalwood, blue... The colorful treasure light reflected the dark night sky as gorgeous as a disco, and this posture made the pedestrians watching confused.

Thirty-six flying swords formed a sword formation, surrounding Zhang Fan. Under the reflection of the golden field and the flying sword, Zhang Fan’s left eye was shining with golden light, like a king!

Ji Qianming's brows raised slightly, and the expression under the mask became strange. I never thought that you, Zhang Fan, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, would use such a rogue fighting style... I learned badly, really badly!

Block the perception, slow down the speed, and you can't run away. There are thirty-six top-level flying swords to help him... This is simply cheating!

With the ability of "Personal Vow", Zhang Fan's ability to control the flying sword is no worse than that of the practitioners in the divine realm. The sword formation composed of these thirty-six flying swords is definitely a disaster for the enemy.

If you face Zhang Fan, the average quasi-emperor is indeed not allowed to be beaten, but Ji Qianming is naturally an exception.

Boss, Boss, it was your first move, don’t blame me for not giving you face... Ji Qianming showed a smirk on his lips.

"Is this Fanjun? So handsome!"

"Those flying swords... Oh my God! This is simply invincible, okay?"

"In comparison, JOKER is much weaker, probably to be crushed."

"How can a second special envoy compete with our Fanjun? Humph!"

“…”

With the pedestrian broadcast, the attention of this battle has increased rapidly. Of course, this is mainly because Zhang Fan himself is very popular. In today's terms, Ji Qianming is just a person who is riding on the popularity.

On the Tokyo Tower, Zhang Fan's face was expressionless, his fingers were slightly hooked, and thirty-six flying swords roared out, cutting through the dark night and heading straight for Ji Qianming.

Ji Qianming, dressed in black and wearing a pale and laughter mask, stood there like a rock, facing the thirty-six flying swords with a terrifying momentum, without any intention of dodging.

Of course, in Zhang Fan's eyes, he was completely unaware of all this because he was blocked from his five senses, and he couldn't help but reveal some regrets in his eyes.

The second envoy of the Shangxie Society is nothing more than that.

However, the moment when the thirty-six flying swords were about to touch Ji Qianming's body, the phantom of hating the clown flashed past him.

The flying swords, like the water flowing from the reef, changed direction the moment they touched Ji Qianming, flew back around his body without causing any harm to him. The whole picture was extremely strange.

A trace of solemnity flashed in Zhang Fan's eyes. He could clearly feel that at that moment, the flying sword twisted obliquely as if it was not under his control. This was the first time that he had been promoted to the quasi-queen queen.

His five senses have been blocked. How can he use his abilities?

Luck?

Zhang Fan waved his fingers gently, and the thirty-six flying swords returned to him in the blink of an eye. He no longer rushed in the brainless way like before, but formed a sword formation to cover Ji Qianming.

If you can change the direction of the flying sword, what about that sword formation?

This sword formation is a high-level sword formation he seized from a god general in the divine world. It does not require spiritual power to activate it. As long as the spiritual energy and sword intent of the flying sword itself can form a powerful killing formation!

A long light blue knife appeared out of thin air on Ji Qianming's fingertips. Under the authority of the angry clown to fool the physical rules, Midnight's own sharpness and hardness reached the level of the flying sword in the divine realm.

The flying swords flew towards Ji Qianming on a certain trajectory, and the invisible sword energy fell like raindrops. If any sword intent was stabbed, it would not be dead, but it would be certain that it would be broken.

Ji Qianming looked up at the sword intent of the sky, and cried the clown's time authority to urge Ji Qianming to return to normal levels, and rose rapidly.

Eight times faster!

A cold light flashed in Ji Qianming's eyes, and a light blue blade crossed a dazzling trajectory, accurately slashing on each sword intent. A dense and airtight knife wall slowly formed, and none of the thousands of sword intents could penetrate it.

The pedestrians watching the mobile phones could not capture Ji Qianming's movements at all. In the picture, the figure with a mask of laughter and crying was completely blurred. The light blue sword barrier seemed to be able to cut apart people's vision, making people unable to see for a long time.

At this moment, Zhang Fan's inner peace was no longer there, and his slight sensation gradually arose, and his eyes became solemn.

What kind of ability is this? It is so weird and powerful!
Chapter completed!