Chapter 1936 The sword presses true martial arts, don't dare to refuse!
High in the air.
The divine clone of the Supreme Elder completely burst out with real power, like a god coming from the wilderness.
Stand high above and suppress all realms!
The purple energy soared straight into the sky, its power sweeping across the nine heavens!
The surrounding space is constantly vibrating, and all living creatures in the world seem to be succumbing to this terrible pressure.
Countless monks fell to the ground and worshiped, trembling deep in their souls.
Not to mention ordinary monks, even the ancestors of the ancestors and the powerful ones at the level of King Qingjiao had the illusion that when they faced the Supreme Elder, they were like tiny ants facing the Nine Heavenly Dragons.
, extremely small.
"Illusion! It's all an illusion!"
The two masters wanted to get rid of the panic in their hearts, but their bodies still trembled uncontrollably.
You must know that both of them have already shaken up the ruins and stood at the top of the pyramid. Just mentioning the names "Ancestor of the Bodhisattva" and "Blue Dragon King" are enough to scare the enemy.
But now, in front of the supreme elder of Zhenwu Dao Sect, they are no different from ordinary monks.
What's more important is that this is just a spiritual clone of the Supreme Elder!
Then how terrifying is his true power?
The higher your cultivation level, the difference in every small realm is like a world of difference and cannot be overcome.
This Supreme Elder has been in seclusion for hundreds of years. Although his reputation is not outstanding, his strength has reached an extremely exaggerated level.
His own strength is comparable to that of the Ancestor Qingjiao who has been buried under the Evil Sea for thousands of years. Even compared to Xia Emperor Qin Yuan and True Immortal Qingming, he is probably not far behind.
For a time, Ancestor Tuoren and others felt great pressure.
Especially Qingjiao King and Hu Xiangxiang, under such pressure, they must show their true colors of the demon clan in order to protect themselves.
At this moment, Ye Fan suddenly took a step forward, showed a faint smile, and said to several people:
"Stand back and let me come!"
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Although Ye Fan's voice was silent, it seemed particularly abrupt in the silence, and everyone present could hear it clearly.
"What? Did I hear correctly?"
"Is this kid crazy?"
"A boy with no hair at all wants to challenge an elder who has lived for thousands of years? Is this boy trying to commit suicide?"
"Believe it or not, the Supreme Elder can blow him away hundreds of thousands of miles away with just one breath!"
The public opinion in the venue was one-sided, with almost all of them being unfavorable to Ye Fan.
From the beginning to the end of the battle just now, Ye Fan did not take any action.
King Qingjiao defeated Meng Shaoling, while the Ancestor of the Boren defeated Wei Changkong.
In everyone's opinion, there should be a very powerful force behind Ye Fan, so he could let two top masters serve as servants.
But Ye Fan's own strength may not be too strong, after all, he is too young!
For a mere young man to defeat the legendary Supreme Elder is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world!
"Master!"
Hu Xiangxiang called softly, her beautiful eyes full of worry.
"Don't worry! If the supreme elder is here, I might still be a little wary, but a mere spiritual clone cannot hurt me!" Ye Fan said with great confidence.
"Miss Xiangxiang, you have to believe in the master's strength!" King Qingjiao also advised.
Previously in the Evil Sea, Ye Fan looked like a god and suppressed the Qingjiao Ancestor fiercely, leaving an unforgettable impression on the Qingjiao King.
"All right……"
Hu Xiangxiang nodded, and retreated to the rear with the ancestor of the pig people and King Qingjiao, leaving the battlefield to Ye Fan.
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High in the sky, the Supreme Elder looked down at Ye Fan, with thousands of thunders in his eyes, and said sternly:
"Boy, it's ridiculous for you to want to fight against me on your own!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Supreme Elder held the Zhenwu Magic Sword and slashed downwards.
The fierce sword intent swept in all directions, swept across the world, and instantly enveloped the entire Baidi City.
The Zhenwu Magic Sword instantly expanded to a size of over a hundred feet. The sword energy roared and the sword intent soared into the sky, seeming to be able to tear the sky apart.
The Zhenwu Sword is not only the most important treasure of the Zhenwu Dao Sect, but also has a series of supporting swordsmanship, which are exquisite and extraordinary. Throughout the entire ruins, they are the top swordsmanship and are the dream of countless swordsmen.
The ninth form - Flying Immortal, is the ultimate secret of this sword technique.
With one strike of the sword, a flying immortal comes from the sky!
"Stab it!"
Suddenly, a faint blue sword light fell from the sky, like a startling light and lightning, like a rainbow crossing the sky. The sword struck down brilliantly and swiftly, possessing sword energy that even chilled the bone marrow. The edge of the sword was so terrifying that it could not be resisted.
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No one can describe the brilliance and brilliance of this sword, and no one can describe the speed of this sword. It is not just a sword, but the wrath of the God of Thunder, a world-destroying blow!
Traveling through time and space, after millions of years, it came from the void before eternity.
"Tsk!"
A sound of tearing silk suddenly sounded, clearly penetrating into the souls of all the monks.
If this square of heaven and earth is compared to a piece of white paper, then now, the white paper seems to have been completely torn by something sharp.
Previously, Wei Changkong sacrificed thirty-three heaven-level high-grade spiritual swords, which were blessed by thirty-three domains, and he was in the limelight.
But compared with this sword, it pales into insignificance.
This is not a swordsmanship that belongs to the mortal world, but a swordsmanship that belongs to immortals. It overturns the three thousand realms and sweeps across the nine heavens.
Only a true immortal can understand this kind of swordsmanship!
Not to mention a mortal body, even the unparalleled Demon Emperor may not be able to resist it and will be annihilated in an instant.
For a moment, all the strong men in the entire Baidi City were alarmed and looked at this Feixian sword with great horror.
"Terrible! How terrible! Who is this person who actually unleashed such a world-destroying blow in the city?"
"Could it be that a certain peak powerhouse appeared out of nowhere?"
"Even if I practice for another five hundred years, I still won't be able to match this kind of divine power!" A master sighed to himself.
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In the center of the battlefield, under the gaze of everyone.
Ye Fan raised his head slightly, his eyes were shining, there was no fear on his face, but he was eager to try. His aura was like an unsheathed sword, unstoppable.
"Well done!"
Before this, Ye Fan also met many swordsman masters.
Someone's swordsmanship is unparalleled, shocking the world, and the power of one sword dazzles the world.
Someone's swordsmanship is flawless, extremely brilliant, sharp and sharp, capable of killing gods and Buddhas.
There are also people whose sword skills are completely natural and traceless, as if they were born from the great road.
But now, the Supreme Elder's move to fly from heaven has brought Ye Fan an unprecedented experience.
Ethereal and agile!
At first glance, it seems that there are no mysterious changes, not even a back-up move, but it contains the ultimate power. No change is sometimes the best change.
This sword is formed before the move is made, and the spirit remains after the move is made, so that the hardness becomes the softest, and the unchanged becomes change.
Ninety-nine percent of the monks in the world, let alone taking this sword, would be killed without even having the chance to make a move.
But Ye Fan is different.
"boom!"
Suddenly, Ye Fan took a step forward. When his feet landed on the ground, his aura changed drastically.
One second ago, he was just an ordinary-looking young man who wouldn't even take a second glance when thrown into the crowd.
But as he took this step, he was like an emperor who came out of ancient mythology, ruling the world and suppressing all directions. His surging aura surged, and his power was no weaker than that of the Supreme Elder.
"Huh?"
The Supreme Elder raised his eyebrows with a look of surprise on his face, obviously not expecting that Ye Fan had such a trump card.
At this moment, the brilliance that erupted from Ye Fan was so dazzling that it was like a hot star. It was enough to eclipse all the geniuses of the younger generation in Huangxu, and even Meng Shaoling couldn't catch up with them.
But the next moment, the Supreme Elder shook his head again and coldly snorted: "Huh! Even if you are extremely talented, so what? There are not many people in the world who can take on this flying fairy trick I used! Boy, die!
Bar!"
"Whoosh whoosh!"
In an instant, the sword technique that resembled a flying fairy from outside the world had traveled thousands of meters and arrived in front of Ye Fan.
At the critical moment.
Ye Fan raised his right hand slightly, and the phaseless sword appeared in his hand. The blade was intertwined with the breath of the immortal and the law of the great road.
"Sword of Wisdom - Break all laws!"
Ye Fan shouted loudly, and the nine acupoints on his head opened at the same time, without any reservation, and his brain started to work crazily.
The Flying Immortal Sword, which was originally as fast as thunder, instantly slowed down tens of thousands of times in front of his eyes, no different from the crawling of a turtle.
The Sword of Wisdom is the third form of Beichen's Seven Swords. It is a sword of supreme wisdom that cuts off worries and eliminates all dharmas.
This magical power does not have a fixed move, but an algorithm. Through a unique method, it can calculate the flaws in the opponent's moves, so as to achieve the state of "no move wins with all moves", the last move comes first, and defeats the world.
All methods.
The Supreme Elder's Flying Immortal Sword is indeed powerful, but it is not really without any flaws.
With Ye Fan's current strength and sharp eyesight, it is not impossible to see through the flaws in an instant!
"Whoa! Whoa!"
Suddenly, Ye Fan's eyes burst out with dazzling light, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a natural smile, just like the Buddha holding a flower and smiling.
The next moment, he held the phaseless sword in his hand, stood up with the sword, and actually took the initiative to strike at the flying immortal.
"Boom!"
Under the spotlight, the two collided.
The sword light flashes and is dazzling.
The sword energy surged and shot straight into the sky.
The sword is so powerful that it can destroy everything.
Terrifying energy fluctuations, like star explosions, swept across the sky, and all buildings within a radius of 10,000 meters were razed to the ground and turned into ruins.
Such extreme power seemed to have reached the limit that the ruins could bear, and the entire Baidi City seemed to tremble.
"Break it for me!"
Ye Fan's loud shout shook the sky.
His move directly hit the weakest point of the flying fairy in the sky, destroying everything and making it unstoppable.
This sword seems to be able to split the darkness and turn it into a sky full of glow, like the morning sun shining on the earth.
"Crack!"
Suddenly, a crack appeared in the blue Zhenwu magic sword, but it was the second and third cracks...
The cracks continued to spread, becoming densely packed, and finally collapsed!
However, this is not the end. Ye Fan holds the phaseless sword and swims upstream. Like a divine dragon rising from the abyss, carrying the power of killing gods and immortals, he cuts hard on the divine clone of the Supreme Elder.
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"昘!"
The harsh tearing sound resounded throughout the world.
The Supreme Elder's spiritual clone instantly turned into powder and disappeared without a trace.
Above the sky, Ye Fan stood with a sword in his hand, gazing at the universe, his aura soaring to the sky, like a god.
I have a sword that can defeat Zhenwu!
In nine heavens and ten earths, no one dares to disobey!