Just as Ning Fan was still feeling the other party's sword intent, the sword fell down.
The scenery in front of Ning Fan was visibly split into two, and even cracks appeared in the sky.
The old man moved very slowly.
If someone saw this scene, it would be hard to imagine that this was a battle between the strongest people in the Eight Desolations.
Anyone with the ability to move can easily dodge the falling sword at this speed.
However, unless one is deeply immersed in it, ordinary people cannot feel the power of the old man's sword.
However, the old man gradually frowned at this time.
It wasn't that he felt Ning Fan's response. On the contrary, even though he had already swung the sword, Ning Fan still didn't move.
It was as if he was really affected by his sword intent and lost the ability to move.
But he was certain that Ning Fan couldn't possibly not have the slightest ability to fight back.
If this happens, there is only one possibility.
Ning Fan didn't want to take action.
Even though the old man had already swung the fatal sword, he still couldn't force Ning Fan to take action.
This is what makes the old man most angry.
"You... don't believe I will kill you?"
The old man's arm had already dropped slightly, and he asked loudly at the same time.
Ning Fan also had a smile on his face.
Just when he wanted to nod and give the old man a positive answer...
A strange scene happened.
Ning Fan, who had originally not taken any action, suddenly raised his right hand.
With his palm facing the sky, a long sword began to vaguely appear in the palm.
The next moment, the sword's true appearance was completely revealed.
No form.
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