High in the sky, Ye Fan stood in the air and swept the sky with his sword.
Time seems to be frozen at this moment.
There was absolutely no sound in the venue, you could hear a pin drop, it was deathly silent.
All the monks below had expressions of disbelief on their faces, as if they had seen a ghost.
Shocking!
Unprecedented shock!
It is difficult to describe their mood at this moment in words.
The shocking scene just now simply reached the limit of their imagination.
The dignified Supreme Elder, holding a true martial arts sword, a flying immortal from the sky, was unexpectedly killed by an unknown young man!
Although it was just the spiritual avatar of the Supreme Elder, the power it contained was still incredibly powerful. Even a strong man at the level of Baidi City Lord would probably have to avoid the edge for the time being.
Ye Fan did it!
And looking at Ye Fan's relaxed look, it seemed that he didn't use all his strength and was still holding back.
After a long time, the monks in the venue came back to their senses, and they all exclaimed:
"Today is really an eye-opener! There are such amazing and talented people in the world!"
"Compared with him, those geniuses are as different as heaven and earth. They can't even carry his shoes!"
"To be able to defeat the Supreme Elder of the Zhenwu Dao Sect is so monstrous. Could it be that the ancient Immortal Emperor was reincarnated?"
…
Hearing these exclamations, a strange smile appeared on Ye Fan's face.
He is indeed very strong now, but not that ridiculously strong.
From an outsider's point of view, Ye Fan defeated the Supreme Elder with one sword, his power was unmatched in the world.
But in fact, Ye Fan had already used the peerless magical power of "Sword of Wisdom" and found the flaw in the Feixian's sword in an instant.
What's more important is that after all, this is just the spiritual clone of the Supreme Elder. If the deity comes in person, Ye Fan will never be so relaxed. Even if he borrows Wei Lao's power and many trump cards, he may not be his opponent.
But no matter what, after this battle, Ye Fan has completely become famous in Baidi City, and has become a god-like existence in the minds of everyone, inviolable.
"Whoosh!"
The next moment, Ye Fan flashed and came to Meng Shaoling. With a stern look in his eyes, he said coldly: "What other trump cards do you have, reinforcements, use them all!"
After hearing these words, Meng Shaoling froze up, his hands and feet were cold, and his eyes showed unconcealable panic and a bone-deep fear.
At first, Meng Shaoling didn't take Ye Fan seriously at all, and forced himself to stand up for his cousin, thinking that he could easily suppress Ye Fan.
Unexpectedly, the development of this situation was completely beyond his expectation.
First, the Heavenly Ruler was taken away by his opponent, and then his uncle Wei Changkong had his soul taken away.
When the sword seal appeared and the Supreme Elder appeared, Meng Shaoling was as excited as if he had seen a life-saving straw.
As a result, now, all his hopes have been extinguished, and everything he is proud of is worthless in front of Mark.
"thump!"
Suddenly, Meng Shaoling's knees weakened, he put down all his pride, knelt down on the ground, and begged for mercy: "Your Excellency, I was wrong, please be noble and spare me once!"
Ye Fan looked at him condescendingly, his sharp gaze cutting out like a sharp blade.
"Stab it!"
In the air, there were invisible electric sparks flickering.
Meng Shaoling's whole body was shaken violently, as if he had been struck by an electric shock, as if he was being targeted by death, and his whole body was shrouded in the shadow of death.
In his opinion, Ye Fan at this moment is like a Shura demon, and his life depends on Ye Fan's thoughts.
…
"Those who kill will always be killed! Meng Shaoling, if I were not as strong as you, I would have been killed by you long ago. Now that you are begging for mercy, it is not because you have reformed your past, but because you are frightened by my strength! In the world of immortality, the weak eat the strong.
You don’t understand this, right? Since you have done something wrong, you must be punished!”
Ye Fan's voice was very calm, and the expression on his face did not change at all, but there was a fierce murderous intent in his eyes.
"No! Please, don't kill me! I have a treasure in my hand that I can dedicate to you!" Meng Shaoling shouted loudly.
"What treasure? Take it out and see?"
Ye Fan said, but he was not very interested in it.
With his current vision, there are too few treasures in this world that can catch his eye.
The Measuring Ruler is already one of the seven great weapons of Zhenwu Dao Sect, but Ye Fan has more than one similar treasure.
The Wuxiang Sword, the Ancient Spear, the Tianlong City Breaking Halberd...
Any one of them is enough to overwhelm the head of the ruler.
After looting Wanlang Fort and Jiao Palace, Ye Fan now possesses hundreds of high-grade heaven-level spiritual weapons, which is comparable to the collection of the Great Xia royal family for thousands of years.
Under the strong pressure of death, Meng Shaoling did not dare to be negligent. With a thought, he immediately summoned a piece of black iron.
This piece of black iron is completely different from the fragments of the Jidao Imperial Weapon. It is about the size of a palm. It looks like a certain ancient book, but a large piece is missing and is not a complete version.
Its surface is dull and lacks any mysterious and dynamic aura.
Ye Fan observed for a long time and didn't notice anything strange.
Seeing Ye Fan's somewhat disappointed expression, Meng Shaoling quickly explained:
"Your Excellency, I found this piece of black iron in an ancient ruins. Although it looks ordinary, it actually records an earth-shattering swordsmanship called "The Art of Sword-Slaying", which is more real than ours.
The most powerful technique of the Martial Arts Sect is even more powerful! As long as you inject spiritual consciousness, you can practice it!"
"Oh?" Ye Fan raised his eyebrows and asked: "If this "Heaven-Destroying Sword Art" is as extraordinary as you said, then why don't you practice it yourself?"
"This..." Meng Shaoling looked embarrassed, hesitated for a moment and then said: "It's not that I don't want to, but I can't! I'm a dull person and have never been able to successfully cultivate the magical power, but you are a genius, you must
Those who can practice successfully!"
Hearing this, Ye Fan couldn't help but become curious.
After all, Meng Shaoling was regarded as the number one genius in Baidi City, and he was accepted as a disciple by the Supreme Elder of the Zhenwu Dao Sect. His qualifications were beyond doubt.
How difficult should it be for a magical power that even he can't develop?
In fact, Meng Shaoling did not lie, but he concealed something.
After he got this piece of black iron, he soon discovered that it contained a peerless magical power, and he began to practice it without sleep or food.
However, after spending several years of hard work and not slacking off for a day, he still failed to develop this magical power.
Later, Meng Shaoling dedicated this piece of black iron to his master and other senior disciples.
However, countless strong men in the entire Zhenwu Dao Sect are unable to develop that magical power.
In this way, everyone knows that the black iron tablet records an earth-shattering magical power, but it cannot be successfully cultivated.
This piece of black iron is like chicken ribs, tasteless to eat and a pity to throw away.
Meng Shaoling had always carried it with him, but he didn't expect it to come in handy today.
Anyway, I can’t cultivate myself, so if I can use it to redeem my life, I won’t feel bad.
…
Ye Fan took the piece of black iron, and then his soul left his body and was injected into it.
"boom!"
In an instant, he felt that his consciousness was being sucked into the black iron sheet.
I don’t know how long it took, it seemed as long as a century and as short as a second, Ye Fan’s consciousness came to a huge palace.
The palace is extremely majestic, with golden pillars, jade steps, and Xuanmen jade screen. There are various bronzes inside. It should be a product of ancient times. It has a simple style, and the blue-black walls are solemn and deep.
At the very front of the palace, there is a high throne.
On the throne, stood a tall and tall man, dressed in black, with a long sword hanging from his waist, and a crown on his head, but his face was blurry, making it difficult to see his appearance clearly.
And his body exudes an aura as deep as a prison, with the majesty of a god looking down on all living beings, giving people a strong sense of oppression.
Even the most powerful people will instinctively feel reverence when they see him, as if they are seeing an insurmountable mountain.
The man in black clothes and sword stood quietly on the throne, like the master of billions of creatures. His movements revealed the supreme power of controlling the heaven, earth and universe, as if there was no existence in the world that could disobey him.
"This...is this a powerful person at the level of an Immortal?"
Ye Fan was shocked.
He had met True Immortal Qingming, met Emperor Xia Qin Yuan, and had a fight with Emperor Wu's spiritual clone.
But in terms of power, these peak experts who have survived the ninth level of heavenly calamity seem to be inferior to the man in black on the throne.
It was obvious that the cultivation level of the man in black had surpassed the realm of overcoming tribulation and reached the pinnacle.
"Mr. Wei, are you here? Do you recognize this strong man?"
Ye Fan tried to call Mr. Wei, but got no response.
Mr. Wei's consciousness did not follow him into this piece of black iron.
Just when Ye Fan was at a loss, the man in black suddenly spoke, and his chilling voice echoed throughout the palace.
"The first move of the Heaven-Destroying Sword Technique——"
"Behead the heaven and the earth!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fan felt a sharp pain in his throat.
After a few seconds, the sound of tearing came slowly.
"昘!"
A shocking blood line appeared at the throat, blood flew everywhere, and the head was cut off and flew in the air.
"This is……"
Ye Fan saw a headless corpse and still stood there.
"Is this my body? I...I was killed?"
Ye Fan was shocked and had no idea what just happened.
The next moment, his vision went dark, and his consciousness exited this weird space and returned to his body.
