Ye Fan held the God-Burying Sword in his hand and faced the strong men of each sect with cold eyebrows, facing each other as if they were in an abyss or in a prison.
At this moment, his aura completely changed, as if he had turned into a supreme being, with a sword in his hand, commanding all directions, looking down on the world, and arrogant among the heroes.
Including the fifth elder of Xuantian Palace, many god-transformation monks around them were forced back a hundred meters, their eyes were frightened, and they were as silent as cicadas.
They never expected that a mere "ant" in the realm of golden elixir would transform into a peerless powerhouse!
The pressure that Ye Fan brought to them at this moment was no less than that of Evil Sword Yan Jingfeng and Red King Huo Juechen.
But apart from Ye Fan himself, what makes everyone more fearful is the God-Burying Sword in his hand!
How can the sword of the ninth-level tribulation master be left unused?
Even though the sharp edge is restrained, they all have a strong feeling, as if their heads will fall to the ground as soon as the knife comes out, without any exception.
For a moment, the faces of the monks from all sects became extremely ugly.
Ye Fan ignored it, turned around with his knife, and flew a thousand meters away in a flash, flying straight towards the Fire Star.
The supreme magic power that Mr. Wei lent him was enough to support him in flying back to the Fire Star.
Watching his leaving figure, many god-transforming monks were in trouble.
The fifth elder, in particular, was so angry that his face was livid and his whole body was shaking, but in the end he still did not stop him.
She knew that if she rushed over at this time, she would definitely hit the muzzle of the gun.
The sharpness of the God-Burying Sword was enough to split the sun, but she didn't dare risk it.
However, before Ye Fan had left far, a shocking roar came from the depths of the sun in the distance:
"How dare you, thief, put down this king's God-Burying Sword immediately!!!"
This roar shook the sky and shattered the stars. It was like the roar of a real dragon, and it also contained overwhelming anger.
"boom!"
At this moment, a red rainbow shot out from the depths of the sun.
It is none other than Red King Huo Juechen!
However, at this moment, he no longer had the high spirits and high spirits he had before. Instead, he was extremely embarrassed.
There were hundreds of knife marks all over his body, and there was almost no good piece of meat.
But the most serious thing was the stab wound on his waist, which penetrated most of his body and was dripping with blood.
Almost cut in half!
"hiss!"
Seeing such horrific injuries, many of the god-transformation monks in the venue gasped.
It’s hard to imagine what kind of fierce battle it took to turn a strong man who had reached the ninth level of “immortal realm” into such a tragic situation.
…
Just when everyone was shocked, another roar came from the depths of the sun:
"Huo Juechen, don't leave! Fight with me for another three hundred rounds!!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Jingfeng also shuttled out.
It's just that his condition is no better than Huo Juechen's.
Looking from a distance, Yan Jingfeng's body was completely black, and his skin was scorched by the hot flames. He was obviously injured by Huo Juechen's "Red Fire Magic".
What was even more shocking was that his left arm was completely empty. There was a smooth and flat cut on his left shoulder, and the entire arm was chopped off by some peerless magic weapon.
Yan Jingfeng's face was ferocious, and his facial features were distorted, as if he was suffering from some great pain.
A strong man of this level is immortal and has a lifespan of thousands of years. Even if his limbs are cut off, they can grow back immediately.
In this case, there is only one answer -
Red King Huo Juechen, who was almost cut in half, and Xie Dao Yan Jingfeng, whose arm was crippled, were both injured by the Divine Burial Sword.
The will of Lord Kaitian Sword was merged into the Divine Burial Sword, which not only split the sun, but also caused serious damage to the two of them.
That sword contained the will of the ninth-level true immortal who would transcend the tribulation. It was extremely strong, extremely domineering, and if it were a lower-level god-forming monk, he would probably be annihilated directly.
Even the two of them have fallen into an extremely weak state, and it will take many years for them to fully recover.
"Yan Jingfeng and the Divine Burial Sword are about to be snatched away. I have no time to waste my time with you!"
Huo Juechen said, his eyes like torches, crossing the sea of stars, locking Ye Fan directly, and his figure shot out.
When Yan Jingfeng saw this, he was unwilling to give up. He endured the pain of his broken arm and chased after him.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Even if the two of them were seriously injured, the momentum was still huge under the full force of the attack, and they flew hundreds of miles away in an instant.
However, as early as when the two were fighting to the death, Ye Fan had already grabbed the God Burying Sword and ran away, frantically fleeing towards the Fire Star.
"You brat, stop for me!" Red King Huo Juechen let out an angry roar that shook the void.
"Don't run away if you dare, I'll stand still and give you ten moves!" Xie Daoyan Jingfeng also shouted.
"You really think I'm stupid! If you have the guts, don't chase me!"
Ye Fan didn't look back, but he ran faster and faster, and the distance from Huo Lingxing continued to shrink.
"Damn it! This little bastard can run away faster than a cloud-piercing beast! But even if you escape to the ends of the earth, I will catch you, cut you into eight pieces, and divide your body into five pieces!" Red King Huo Juechen was furious.
"Tch! Old guy, I'm still unscathed now, but you've been cut in half and the intestines in your stomach have fallen out. Don't you think it's embarrassing?" Ye Fan couldn't help teasing.
"you!!!"
Huo Juechen was so angry that his face turned the color of pig liver, his murderous aura boiled over, and he secretly vowed to kill this boy.
"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"
In the deep universe, the three of them are like three shooting stars, chasing each other.
Under the blessing of Mr. Wei's magical power, Ye Fan has endless surging inner energy, which is equivalent to a monk who has turned into a god at the ninth level.
Even though the two strong men had tried their best, they were unable to close the distance with him.
A quarter of an hour later, the three of them passed through the atmosphere of the Fire Star one after another and returned to the Fire Star.
at the same time.
The five elders of Xuantian Palace also returned to the colorful treasure boat.
"Fifth Elder, are you okay?" Saint Mu Qingxuan asked with concern.
"It doesn't matter! It's a pity that the God-Burying Sword was taken away by that little brat! But no matter what secret techniques he used, he could reach the god-transformation stage in a short period of time, but it couldn't last long! When he reaches the end of his strength, he will definitely die.
No burial place!" the fifth elder said viciously.
"Hey..." Mu Qingxuan sighed quietly and said: "This Ye Fan's strength is really unexpected, but greed killed him!"
On the other side, Cao Yunxi's beautiful eyes twinkled, she clenched her fists and secretly prayed for Ye Fan.
Although she and Ye Fan have not known each other for a long time, they still have quite a friendship.
Moreover, Ye Fan said that he would go to the Ziwei Galaxy to rescue his wife.
From her point of view, although she was jealous of Ye Fan's wife, she hoped that he could escape this disaster.
However, how could one Jindan cultivator be able to resist the pursuit of two cultivators of the Nine Transformations of God?
"Return!"
Suddenly, the fifth elder said loudly: "Let's go back to Tianshu Star now, and I will report this matter to the sect master in person! The birth of the God Burying Sword is of great importance. No matter whether Yan Jingfeng or Huo Juechen gets this sword, what happens next
I’m afraid it will cause a bloody storm!”
"As you command, elder!"
…
"Damn, these two old guys are really irresistible!"
Inside the Fire Spirit Star, Ye Fan turned his head and looked at Yan Jingfeng and Huo Juechen who were chasing after them, and cursed secretly.
Although he was holding the God-Burying Sword and had the blessing of Old Wei's magic power, he did not dare to stop fighting at all.
Although his cultivation has been upgraded to the ninth level of divine transformation, his combat consciousness and experience are still only at the golden elixir level.
More importantly, the power Mr. Wei lent him was time-limited.
At this moment, Ye Fan had already faintly felt that the originally majestic power in his body was getting weaker and weaker like the ebbing tide of sea water.
If this trend continues, he will be knocked back to his original shape in at least one stick of incense.
At that time, it will be impossible to even protect yourself, let alone keep the Divine Burial Sword.
"Huh? This little kid's speed has slowed down, I'm afraid he can't hold on anymore!" Huo Juechen said happily.
"Hahaha...you keep running, let's see where you can run!" Yan Jingfeng waved the evil sword wildly, and the sword energy formed a big net and enveloped Ye Fan.
A skinny camel is bigger than a horse!
Even though Yan Jingfeng was seriously injured, the sword energy he slashed at will had the power to cut mountains and seas.
Ye Fan could only move and dodge, and after such a delay, his speed slowed down a bit.
For a time, Ye Fan fell into an unprecedented dilemma.
If you can't get rid of these two powerful men, you will definitely die!
"Xiaofan!"
Suddenly, Beichen Immortal Master Wei Lao reminded: "Two thousand miles southeast, there is a very weird place! If you can escape there, there may be a glimmer of hope!"