Following this loud shout, a crack suddenly opened in the space in front of Ye Fan.
Immediately, a peerless divine weapon appeared from it, which was the God-Burying Sword that once penetrated the sun.
This God-Burying Sword is the companion weapon of Lord Kaitian Sword.
Lord Kaitian Sword is not a strong man from Tianshu Star. He possesses the ninth level of strength to transcend tribulation, which is comparable to the Qingming True Immortal of Yunhai Immortal Sect, or the emperor of Great Xia Dynasty. Looking at the entire Beidou Galaxy, he is one of the strongest.
By.
A few months ago, he had an earth-shaking fight with the green-robed ancestor, causing turbulence in time and space, and the God-Burying Sword was inserted into the sun of the Fire Spirit Star.
By chance, Ye Fan finally got this god-burial knife.
But with Ye Fan's strength, it is difficult to control such a peerless weapon.
But now, Mr. Wei controls Ye Fan's body and can easily use this knife.
"Qiang!"
The sound of the sword was sonorous, powerful and impassioned, resounding throughout the world.
Ye Fan, who was holding the God-Burying Sword, had a completely different aura, as if he had turned into a supreme being. With the sword in his hand, he could rule all directions, look down upon the world, and look down upon all the heroes.
His eyes shone with an unprecedented fierce light.
It's like a giant dragon that has been sleeping for thousands of years suddenly wakes up.
The dragon raises its head and the world is shocked!
Some of the chasing demonic monks were only ten meters away from Ye Fan, but they stopped at the same time, as if they were under a restraining spell, and did not dare to take another step forward.
They didn't know that Mr. Wei had "taken over" Ye Fan's body, but the Ye Fan in front of them put tremendous pressure on them. It was much more terrifying than the leader, and they were trembling in the depths of their souls.
"die!"
Ye Fan shouted loudly and slashed with his sword.
"昘!"
A blade of light shot out, dazzling like thousands of stars shining at the same time, enough to illuminate the entire world.
Pi Lian's sword light swept across the sky, like a shooting star chasing the moon. The will contained in it was neither evil nor sacred, but touched the origin of the avenue, as if it were the most primitive law of the world, and no living thing could escape.
One strike of the knife determines life and death!
The demonic monks behind them didn't even have time to react. The speed of the sword light far exceeded the limit of their bodies, and was even faster than their thoughts.
"Plop! Plop! Plop..."
Ten thousandths of a second later, the heads of these dozen demonic monks all fell to the ground, and no one was spared.
The light of the God-Burying Sword not only cut off their heads, but also wiped out their three souls and seven souls, making them unable to die again.
Ye Fan stood with his sword horizontally, calm and inscrutable, without even frowning, as if he had just done something trivial.
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"hiss!"
Seeing this scene, the remaining demon cultivators couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, their whole bodies were shaken violently, as if they were being shocked by electricity, as if their hearts were being pinched hard by a big hand, and they were almost suffocating.
The sword strike just now was enough to prove Ye Fan's strength.
If he were a Nascent Soul cultivator, how could he have such a peerless weapon?
If he were a Nascent Soul cultivator, how could he kill a cultivator who was more than ten meters tall with one sword?
The surviving demons secretly thought that they were lucky that they ran slowly, otherwise, they would have been in hell by now.
After the blow, Ye Fan glanced at the entire audience and said sternly:
"A bunch of rabble dares to chase and kill me. It's really the most ridiculous thing in the world! Anyone who dares to chase me again will be killed without mercy!"
After saying that, Ye Fan flew towards the distance without looking back, and was a thousand meters away in an instant.
Looking at his retreating figure, the hundreds of remaining demons all stood there blankly, not daring to pursue him at all.
Not far away, Yan Jingfeng, whose strength in the field was second only to the leader, could not stop trembling, and his heart was filled with huge waves. He was so surprised that he couldn't be more surprised.
A layman can watch the fun, an expert can watch the door!
Yan Jingfeng is known as the "Evil Sword". He has been immersed in the art of swordsmanship for hundreds of years and calls himself a master of swordsmanship.
The sword that Ye Fan just swung seemed ordinary, but in his eyes it was completely different. It was not limited to technique at all, transcended all moves, and reached the realm of "Tao".
Yan Jingfeng was sure that even a strong man in the Tribulation Stage who was good at swordsmanship would not be able to reach such a state.
"Chief!"
Yan Jingfeng said with a trembling voice: "You must have made a mistake! Senior Ye's sword was too terrifying. Only a peerless powerhouse from the Holy Land can have such magical powers! And what he held in his hand,
It is the God-Burying Sword of Lord Kaitian Sword, a top-grade heavenly weapon, second only to the legendary holy weapon!"
As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.
Heaven-level high-grade spiritual weapons are already the top divine weapons in the world of immortal cultivation. Most monks may not be able to see them in their lifetime.
On the entire Tianshu Star, only the Yunhai Immortal Sect and the Great Xia Dynasty have it.
If a true immortal who has transcended tribulations holds a heaven-level high-grade spiritual weapon, he can fight across borders and is unparalleled in strength.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"
The eyes of many demons in the arena immediately turned to the leader, waiting for him to speak.
Because he was wearing a mask, no one could see the change in the leader's face, but his eyes flashed with a sharp cold light, staring straight in the direction where Ye Fan left.
After a long time, the leader seemed to have made some decision, and said word by word: "To me, half a spiritual vein is nothing? But today I have retreated, how can I, the Black Sea Forest Prison, gain a foothold? No one can do it in the future.
He can climb on top of us and run wild! So what if he is a strong man from the Beichen sect, or a high-grade spiritual weapon at the heaven level, can he show off his power in front of me?"
Having said this, the leader paused, and an evil aura erupted from his body that penetrated the sky and the earth, as if an ancient demon god had descended on the world, making the heaven and earth eclipse, the sun and the moon dimming, and ordinary monks simply did not dare to look directly at him with their naked eyes.
"Just wait and see, I'm going to cut off this person's head and let the world know the reputation of Black Sea Forest Prison!"
After saying this, the Blood Throne under the leader shot out as fast as an phantom, and the surrounding ink cloud surged like a tsunami, as if it was about to submerge the entire world.
Seeing that the leader wanted to take action personally, the other demon leaders gleamed and quickly followed, preparing to watch this unprecedented battle.
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On the other side, Mr. Wei still controlled Ye Fan's body to escape, running at lightning speed, dozens of times faster than before.
In just a few minutes, it swept thousands of miles away and continued to approach the teleportation altar of Yunhai Immortal Sect.
However, Mr. Wei did not relax. Although he absorbed the power of pure Yang in his spiritual veins and regained some strength, he could not hold on for long.
If the leader catches up, a fierce battle will inevitably break out. Once Wei Lao's recovered power is exhausted, Ye Fan will undoubtedly die.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
Just when he was thinking this, a cloud of ink surged from behind, its evil aura rising into the sky.
In the center of the ink cloud is still the Throne of Blood.
The leader sat on it, and the pair of eyes under the Yama mask glowed with scarlet light. He stared at Ye Fan and gritted his teeth and said:
"Obstacle! Hand over your spiritual veins immediately, and then be loyal to me, Black Sea Forest Prison. You will never be betrayed, and there is still a glimmer of hope! Otherwise, I will personally kill you today!"
He issued an ultimatum, and his voice contained extremely terrifying power, interweaving echoes between heaven and earth, and penetrated into Ye Fan's ears.
"Bah!"
Mr. Wei controlled Ye Fan's body and let out a loud roar, like the roar of a real dragon, dispersing the evil spirit, and then crazily burned the pure Yang power in his spiritual veins, accelerating continuously.
"Hmph! Since you are so stubborn, don't blame my men for being ruthless!"
"The evil aspect of Yama!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the leader stood up again, and his figure suddenly became tall and majestic, standing up to the sky and the earth, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.
This burly body is more than ten times larger than the powerful Vajra Demon Ape. It is like an ancient demon god, controlling the universe and controlling life and death.
The mask on his face also fell off, revealing a ferocious face with horns on his head, green face and fangs, and a fierce look in his eyes, as if he could scare people to death with just one glare!
Even the ugliest human beings are a hundred times more handsome than him.
If you are a timid person, seeing this devilish appearance will definitely frighten you into having nightmares for several months.
With the appearance of this evil aspect of Yama, the power of the leader also increased steadily, and the turbulent and majestic aura in his body was almost overflowing.
The power is unparalleled and cannot be described in words. A single wisp of it can crush the cultivator.