Hearing the words of the bad guy in the dark, Ye Fan frowned and thought to himself: It really is for him.
Chongbao touches people’s hearts!
At this moment, in addition to a few heaven-level spiritual pills, Ye Fan also had many high-level heaven-level spiritual weapons that he had taken from Luo Shaoyu and Huangfu Jiangshan. Just picking one at random would be enough to cause countless powerful people to go crazy.
In the eyes of many people, Ye Fan is like a moving golden mountain, and they have to come and snatch it even if they take huge risks.
"snort!"
At this moment, Lin Qingxuan let out a disdainful laugh, looked at the deep dark sky in front of him, and said loudly:
"Taoist Antian, I have entered the second level of transcending tribulations a hundred years before you. Is it possible that I am still afraid that you will not succeed? If you don't get out, I will kill demons and demons today to eliminate harm for the people and kill you with the sword."
!”
As he spoke, Lin Qingxuan took a step forward, and the turbulent weather rolled out. The sky trembled, the earth shook, the mountains swayed, there seemed to be a wonderful rhythm in the air, and the whole world danced with Lin Qingxuan.
This is the power of the second level True Immortal of Crossing Tribulation!
It was obvious that Lin Qingxuan was serious.
The next moment, a figure stepped out from the deepest part of the dark sky.
The man was dressed in black and wore a jade-like Taoist crown on his head. His figure was shrouded in shadow and his appearance could not be seen clearly. The evil aura revealed invisibly seemed to touch the original evil, which was horrifying.
"Master Lin, when it comes to alchemy, I am definitely not as good as you! But in a life-and-death fight, what are you going to do with me? If you are stubborn, everyone in the Lin family in Tiannan will be killed by you!"
Taoist Antian's voice revealed extreme cruelty, and his dark and profound gaze was like a death ray, traveling several miles away and shooting at all the Lin family members on Qingluan's back.
Many members of the Lin family were shocked, as if they had received electric shocks, and their consciousness seemed to have been severely damaged.
Immediately afterwards, Taoist Antian danced wildly with his hands, forming strange marks one after another. The dark sky covering the sky also distorted, condensing into the shape of a giant skull in the air, just like Hades descending to the mortal world!
"Ho ho ho!"
The giant skull let out howls of ghosts and wolves, and the sinister wind blasted towards Lin Qingxuan and others with unparalleled power.
Even from a certain distance, everyone can feel the terror within it. It has the power to destroy the heaven and the earth, and ordinary monks will die if they touch it.
"Here comes the sword!"
Lin Qingxuan let out a loud shout, and an ancient sword appeared in his right hand.
This sword is made of Qinghong steel. The decoration on the sword body is clearly visible, and the hilt retains the shape of a tripod ear. It is powerful, majestic and heavy, and the three-foot green blade is unstained.
"Since ancient times, evil has not suppressed good. Monsters, please punish me!"
Lin Qingxuan's sword shot out like a dragon, traveling several miles away in an instant. The sword's light shot into the sky, carrying a devastating force and tearing apart the giant skull, which was completely unstoppable.
He is not only a master of alchemy, but also a peerless strong man with unfathomable cultivation. Even though he rarely fights with others, he is not someone who can be offended by just anyone.
After defeating the giant skull, Lin Qingxuan's sword power did not stop and continued to move forward, stabbing the body of Taoist An Tian.
"Die!"
Lin Qingxuan instantly burst out with earth-shaking power, seemingly capable of killing gods, immortals, and the heavens and the earth.
To everyone's expectation, Taoist Antian did not make any resistance or dodge, but still stood there, watching the sword stabbing him, with a strange smile on his lips.
"Stab it!"
One hundredth of a second later, the long sword pierced Taoist An Tian's body. The strong sword energy caused his body to completely shatter, turning into powder and falling completely.
"Huh?"
In a flash of lightning, Lin Qingxuan noticed something was wrong.
This went so well!
After all, Taoist Antian is a second-level master of transcending tribulations. How could he be so rubbish?
"No! This is a clone!" Lin Qingxuan suddenly came to his senses.
From the very beginning, Taoist An Tian showed his identity to others, concealing the truth from the truth and causing people to become careless.
Since this clone is fake, where is his real body?
Lin Qingxuan turned around suddenly and looked several miles away.
The space behind Ye Fan was distorted and a crack opened, and Taoist Antian appeared out of thin air. However, his appearance was silent and made people unprepared.
"Ye Fan, be careful!!!"
Lin Qingxuan let out an earth-shaking roar.
However, this reminder was ultimately too late.
Taoist Antian smiled ferociously, stretched out his claws to grab Ye Fan's back collar, and prepared to kidnap Ye Fan directly.
At the critical moment.
In Ye Fan's right hand, there was suddenly a simple wooden sword. It was like there were eyes on his back. The wooden sword stabbed directly into Taoist Antian's hand from his armpit.
Taoist An Tian was so confident in his stealth skills that people like Long Jiaojiao, Lin Feiyu, and Liu Bo didn't even realize he was around.
He never expected that Ye Fan's spiritual consciousness would be so sharp that he could capture his own Qi.
But so what?
A mere wooden sword cannot defy heaven!
Taoist Antian was so powerful that he completely ignored the wooden sword that was stabbing him. His claws continued to move forward, and he was about to pinch Ye Fan's neck.
"Stab it!"
At this moment, the sound of a sharp blade entering the body came, and a series of blood flowers spattered, blooming into blood lotuses in the air, which was particularly dazzling.
The movement here also attracted the attention of Long Jiaojiao, Lin Feiyu, Liu Bo and others. They all looked towards the source of the sound, and an incredible scene appeared in their sights——
The five fingers on Taoist Antian's right hand were cut off by the wooden sword in Ye Fan's hand, leaving no one behind.
"Whoosh!"
In an instant, Taoist Antian retreated thousands of meters, with a ferocious face and eyes spitting fire. He looked straight at the wooden sword in Ye Fan's hand, furious and fearful.
A strong man of his level has survived the second level of heavenly tribulation, and his body is extremely strong with almost no flaws, which is enough to defeat the magic weapon.
But he never imagined that in front of that inconspicuous wooden sword, his body would be like paper, completely vulnerable to a blow.
"Ahhh! Brat, even a heaven-level spiritual weapon can't hurt my body. What kind of sword is this?!" Taoist Antian gritted his teeth and roared.
"Haha..." Ye Fan smiled lightly, wiped off the blood stains on the wooden sword, and said, "Who said this is a heaven-level spiritual weapon?"
Taoist Antian was stunned for a moment, then he seemed to have thought of something, his eyes showed an incredible expression, and he exclaimed: "Is it possible... this is a sacred weapon?"
"That's right!" Ye Fan nodded, his tone extremely proud.
Although he was mentally prepared, Taoist Antian still felt huge waves in his heart when he saw Ye Fan admit it personally.
The holy weapon is superior to the highest-grade heavenly weapons and can only be refined by the Immortal Lord.
Throughout the entire Beidou Galaxy, there has been an Immortal Lord for thousands of years - Yunhai Immortal Lord.
According to the information obtained by Taoist An Tian, Ye Fan did come from the Yunhai Immortal Sect, but he never expected that Ye Fan actually possessed a sacred weapon.
Not only Taoist Antian, but also Lin Qingxuan, Long Jiaojiao, Lin Feiyu and others were also extremely surprised.
This was the first time they had seen Ye Fan use the Phaseless Sword. Even when fighting Huangfu Jiangshan before, Ye Fan had never used this sacred weapon.
Suddenly, Taoist An Tian couldn't care less about the pain of his five fingers being severed, his eyes revealed a burning look of covetousness, he looked straight at the Wuxiang Sword, gritted his teeth and said: "It seems that this time it was not in vain, I can get the legendary holy weapon."
, let alone five fingers, even if all ten fingers are broken, it’s still worth it!”
At this time, Lin Qingxuan also returned to Qingluan and said disdainfully: "Taoist Antian, your cultivation level is between the two of me, and now you have five fingers cut off, how dare you continue to shout?"
"Jie Jie Jie..." Taoist An Tian gave a sinister smile and said mysteriously: "Master Lin, do you think I am the only one guarding here?"
"What's the meaning?"
Lin Qingxuan's face changed drastically, his whole body tensed up, and he was extremely fearful.
Taoist Antian turned his head and shouted towards the depths of the dark sky: "At this time, do you still want to sit back and watch? Come out quickly and take them down with me! Those heaven-level spiritual pills and heaven-level spiritual weapons I will
I don’t want anything, I just want that sacred weapon!”
As soon as he finished speaking, an extreme flash of light suddenly erupted from the dark sky, hundreds of feet long, like a sword from the sky tearing through the darkness.
The vast and majestic sword intent surged out from it.
The bright sword light is like thousands of lightnings gathering together to illuminate Tianqi.
Ye Fan has also seen many sword masters, such as Xie Dao Yan Jingfeng, but compared with this man's sword skills, they are nothing to mention.
After a few breaths, a figure came with the light of the sword.
Looking closely, he saw that the man was wearing a blood-red mask, and his appearance could not be clearly seen, but his eyes revealed a monstrous evil will, scanning all directions.
Long Jiaojiao, Lin Feiyu, Liu Bo and others all felt their eyes hurt so much, as if they were going to be blinded by this person's gaze, and they were in agony.
The evil will contained in his eyes was so terrifying, like a demonic flame that destroyed the heaven and earth.
In his right hand, he also held a strange-shaped scimitar, which revealed the murderous intention of destroying the world. It seemed that once it was unsheathed, it would make the sky weep with blood and all races will be exterminated.
"Jue Dao, Feng Weeping Blood!"
Lin Qingxuan recognized the identity of the person at a glance.
Feng Qixue is a strong man from the older generation. He has been hidden from the world hundreds of years ago. Young people like Long Jiaojiao and Lin Feiyu have never even heard of his name, but this does not mean that he
Not strong.
On the contrary, he has not been born for hundreds of years, and it is unknown what kind of terrifying magical moves he has mastered.
Seeing the powerful enemy coming, Lin Qingxuan frowned, his face was solemn, and he said solemnly: "Feng Qixue, you are at the first level of transcending tribulation. Now Taoist An Tian is seriously injured. You two may not be my opponent together!"
After hearing this, before Feng Qixue could speak, a new voice came from the darkness:
"Master Lin, what if you add me?"
Following this voice, an invisible murderous intention suddenly emerged, completely locking the bodies of everyone in the venue.
Lin Qingxuan and Ye Fan were fine, but Long Jiaojiao and others were stiff, their vests were soaked with cold sweat, and they couldn't move.
"Who is it? Since you are here, why bother being so sneaky?"
Lin Qingxuan's voice was like thunder, and his words contained unparalleled pressure.
He knew that at times like this, he couldn't show any cowardice.
After a while, a figure appeared five hundred meters to the west.
The man was dressed in rich clothes, with a handsome face and tender skin. He looked very young. He didn't look like someone from the devil's path, but rather like a young man born into a noble family.
He also held a folding fan in his hand, with a graceful and extraordinary bearing.
But if you look carefully, you will see that the picture on the folding fan is full of white bones, corpses are strewn across the field, blood is flowing in rivers, and it seems that countless resentful souls are howling.
"Young Master Seductive, are you here too?!"
Lin Qingxuan exclaimed, and his face instantly became extremely embarrassed.