Ye Fan's domineering words were like thunder rolling from the nine heavens, clearly falling on the ears of everyone present.
When the great elder heard this, he felt unprecedented anger and humiliation in his heart.
In an instant, the great elder's eyes were red, and there seemed to be a raging fire growing in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and looked at Ye Fan and said: "Boy, since you are so supportive, don't blame me for being rude!"
As he spoke, the great elder waved the swords in his left and right hands. The movements were slow but full of a unique rhythm. They did not look like decisive sword moves, but like dancing.
Not long after, a shocking scene happened!
"Buzz buzz!"
The huge Wuliang Sword Sect has collected countless ancient swords. At this moment, it seems to be trembling slightly with the great elder's sword dance.
Immediately afterwards, countless invisible sword energies shot out from those ancient swords, sweeping through Peiran Moyu's divine power and heading towards the great elder.
After touching these sword energies, the great elder seemed to have taken some great tonic, and his aura suddenly surged. Although he was still at the seventh level of transcending tribulation, the sharpness in his body seemed to be able to tear the sky apart easily, which was unsettling.
Dare to look directly.
At this time, the great elder let out a burst of unbridled laughter: "Ah ha ha ha... Ye Fan, I am born with a sword body and can absorb sword energy. If you fight against me in the Wuliang Sword Sect, you are simply seeking death!"
As he spoke, the great elder mobilized countless sword energies from the Wuliang Sword Sect and gathered them in his body.
The next move must be his strongest blow!
Suddenly, the sword energy he absorbed seemed to have reached a critical point, and then he waved the Yinghuo Sword with his left hand.
"Whoosh!"
A red light shot out from the Yinghuo Sword, like a red dragon that had been imprisoned for countless years. It suddenly broke free from its shackles and soared into the sky, soaring ninety thousand miles.
The terrifying sword energy enveloped the entire sky for a time. Each sword energy was like a small dragon, soaring in the sky and earth, about to spread its teeth and claws to make waves, as if a random claw could tear the sky apart.
"Breaking Sword Style—Falling Heaven and Cutting Stars!"
The great elder's voice penetrated the cracked stone and went straight into the sky, and then the Yinghuo Sword came out of his hand, tearing the sky with a devastating power, invincible, and coming towards Ye Fan!
The sharp meaning in it is as if there is nothing between heaven and earth that can stop it!
Swing out a sword with a posture that will shock the world, dominate the world, and all directions will surrender!
Seeing this scene, many disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect in the venue had hot eyes, reverent expressions on their faces, and were amazed:
"As expected of the Great Elder!"
"This move of Falling from the Sky and Cutting the Stars is one of our sect's most powerful techniques!"
"Hey! That kid is dead!"
…
However, this sword was not the great elder's real killing move.
Immediately afterwards, he flicked the Qiankun Sword in his right hand.
"Zheng!"
Suddenly, a sword chant resounded throughout the heaven and earth. It was majestic and vibrating clear, like the huge waves of a river, making people's hearts surge!
And on the Qiankun Sword, a dazzling light shot up into the sky, which was even more dazzling than the light of stars, and seemed to be able to illuminate the entire world.
A mysterious and mysterious aura lingers on the Qiankun Sword, which even makes people want to worship!
The great elder's face was as sinking as water, Yuanding Yue stood tall, his body turned into a long rainbow, his sword came out like a dragon, people followed the sword, and with the previous move of "falling from the sky and cutting the stars", it stabbed towards Ye Fan.
This clear black and white sword energy shoots out from the Qiankun Sword, it is unparalleled, as if the mountains, rivers, seas, sun, moon, stars, and the earth's veins in front of it will be turned into powder and disappear without a trace!
All the inner energy in the great elder's body surged out crazily with this sword energy. This move seemed to be ten times, a hundred times more domineering than Falling Sky and Cutting Stars!
Feeling the domineering sword intent contained in it, everyone in the venue subconsciously felt a sense of crisis.
For a moment, everything in the entire world seemed to disappear, leaving only those two completely different sword energies.
"Sword - sweep - the sky - down!"
The voice of the great elder resounded throughout the world.
At this moment, he was only a dozen feet away from Ye Fan.
In the next moment, his two swords would penetrate Ye Fan's vital parts, killing him completely.
At this critical moment, Ye Fan still stood there, motionless, not even taking any defensive posture, let alone drawing his sword.
Seeing this, the great elder felt an ominous premonition in his heart.
He naturally knew that Ye Fan would never be so helpless and willing to die under his sword. There must be something fishy in this.
But now, he has used Falling Sky, Cutting Stars and Sweeping the World with his sword one after another. The arrow is already on the string and he has no choice but to take action!
These two swords, which condensed his lifelong swordsmanship will, can only advance, not retreat!
As long as he advances a little further, he can kill Ye Fan, become famous in the ruins, and be respected by thousands of people!
But at this moment, Ye Fan finally moved.
Ye Fan's movements were very casual, but those slow movements, in the eyes of everyone in the venue, had an indescribable and unclear artistic conception, almost Tao!
"Boom!"
The next moment, Ye Fan's body erupted with a domineering aura.
It was as if an ancient god had awakened from within his body.
Unparalleled domineering, looking down upon the world and the common people!
His movements revealed an unparalleled magnanimity, which seemed to sweep across the nine heavens and penetrate the world.
At this moment, there was only a small distance between the Great Elder and him, but the Great Elder seemed to be entangled by invisible shackles.
As for the sharp and unparalleled sword energy, it was suppressed by the overbearing energy and stagnated in mid-air, making it impossible to make any progress.
Upon noticing this strange situation, the great elder's face was filled with unbelievable astonishment, his eyes seemed to pop out of his sockets, and he roared heartbreakingly:
"No! Impossible! How can the coercion on your body suppress my sword energy?!"
Because of extreme shock, the great elder's voice became shrill and harsh.
If it was a head-on confrontation and he was defeated by the Wuxiang Sword, then forget it.
But now, Ye Fan didn't use the Phaseless Sword at all. With his own momentum and pressure, he directly forced the sword energy to make further progress.
Such a shocking sight not only shocked the Great Elder, but also the disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect who witnessed this scene were all dumbfounded and could not believe their eyes.
"Oh my God! Am I dazzled? Someone pinch me?"
"That kid...suppressed the great elder's magical power just by relying on his momentum?"
"He is not a man! He is a god!"
…
As early as a long time ago, Ye Fan had cultivated the aura to aspire to be the world's leader.
With victory after victory, his momentum continued to accumulate and became stronger.
In the battle at Dragon Burial Valley, Ye Fan fought against eight sect masters and hundreds of true immortals alone!
After the victory, Ye Fan's domineering spirit reached its peak, and quantitative changes led to qualitative changes.
Now, his single thought is enough to make powerful enemies surrender!
Looking at the great elder who was close at hand, Ye Fan's eyes shone like blades, and he said coldly: "I said before, you are not worthy of letting me draw my sword! Now, die under my fist.
Bar!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a solid murderous intention emerged from Ye Fan's body and wrapped around the great elder's body.
The great elder wanted to struggle, to cut off everything with his sword, but now he seemed to be petrified, and he didn't even have the strength to move a little finger.
"Not good! The Great Elder is in danger!"
"Let's take action together and rescue the great elder quickly!"
The remaining disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect took out their long swords and rushed towards Ye Fan from all directions.
You must know that the Great Elder is already the strongest person in the sect. If he is killed by Ye Fan, then there is probably no chance for others to survive.
Regarding these attacking Immeasurable Sword Sect disciples, Ye Fan's expression remained unchanged, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a sarcastic smile.
Immediately, Ye Fan raised his right fist and punched forward.
"boom!"
This punch instantly caused a vacuum zone to appear around him. The power contained in it was more like a deep black hole, and anyone who touched it would die.
This punch contains Ye Fan's lifelong martial arts spirit. It seems simple and unpretentious, but in fact it is extremely simple, swallowing up mountains and rivers, and containing thousands of changes, which are enough to eclipse everything in the world.
The sky cannot stop it and the earth cannot trap it!
Demons and demons do not invade, gods and Buddhas retreat!
One punch to reach the gods!
The inner energy in Ye Fan's dantian was like a vast ocean, surging out with this punch and hitting the great elder's chest.
"Boom!"
Just the air wave that leaked out caused those disciples who came to rescue to be blown away and fell to the ground one by one.
Ye Fan's domineering power cannot be resisted by ordinary people!
Even though the Great Elder was born with a sword body and possessed the seventh level of strength to overcome the tribulation, his physical strength was far from being able to withstand Ye Fan's punch.
The great elder could only watch helplessly as the punch came towards him, but he was unable to make any resistance.
"Peng!"
There was a deafening collision sound, and the violent explosion was like a comet hitting the earth.
When the dust cleared, only Ye Fan was left in the sky, standing alone, towering over the mountains, like a god Ling Chen.
As for the Great Elder, he was blasted by a punch and turned into ashes, disappearing into thin air.
…
"The Great Elder...is dead?!"
A disciple of the Wuliang Sword Sect stood there blankly, shocked and angry.
Even though they have heard about Ye Fan's deeds countless times, seeing Ye Fan's terrifying strength with their own eyes still deeply shocked their hearts.
With just one punch, he defeated the true immortal at the seventh level of transcending tribulation. It was really an exaggeration!
If the opponent is a peak powerhouse who has transcended the ninth level of tribulation, then forget it.
But Ye Fan didn't even survive the catastrophe, he was just a monk in the transformation stage.
"hiss!"
Many disciples in the arena gasped, their whole bodies were shaken violently, as if they were being shocked by electricity, as if a pair of invisible hands had pinched their hearts, and they were almost suffocating.
Suddenly, another elder came back to his senses, with a will to live and die in his eyes, and shouted loudly:
"Disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect listen to orders, draw their swords, defend the enemy, and fight bloody battles until death!"
"Zheng!" "Zheng!" "Zheng!"
In an instant, countless sharp swords were unsheathed, and sword aura overflowed, soaring to the sky.
"Construct the five-shaped sword formation!" the elder ordered again.
"As you command!"
All the disciples were divided into groups and spread out, forming a mysterious formation that surrounded Ye Fan.
"Feng Yun!" the elder shouted.
All the disciples waved their swords one after another, and countless sword auras filled the air.
The vitality of heaven and earth within a radius of more than ten miles was in chaos. Thousands of tornadoes like wild dragons rose into the sky, carrying the power of sweeping the world and tearing towards the venue.
"Stab la la!"
"Stab la la!"
Each tornado looks like wind, but is actually a storm of swords composed of supreme sword energy. This sharp sword energy is like a demon, trying to tear everyone in the place into pieces.
If an ordinary Tribulation Immortal saw such a fierce offensive, his first reaction would not be to attack head-on, but to temporarily avoid the edge.
But Ye Fan was not afraid at all and sneered:
"Hmph! Just a bunch of you guys want to stop me? Ridiculous!"
He charged forward in stride, and those violent blade storms melted instantly three feet away from him and ceased to exist.
"Kick!"
"Kick!"
"Kick!"
Every time he took a step forward, the nearby ground quickly cracked, the ground shook, and many monks' blood surged, as if a war drum was beating on their chests.
After nine steps in a row, Ye Fan's aura reached its peak, as powerful as the might of heaven.
"boom!"
Suddenly, Ye Fan waved his right fist again, and the fist light, which was more than ten feet long, was like a meteor, piercing the sky and bombarding the enemy.
Seeing the fist light that tore the sky apart, the disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect were all horrified and trembling.
"Five Elements Sword Formation, change of formation - earth shield!" the leader of the elders shouted.
As soon as these words came out, all the disciples quickly mobilized their inner energy, and the long swords shot out extremely thick sword energy, and in an instant, an extremely thick giant shield was formed in front of them, as dignified as a mountain.
On one side is the fist light that can penetrate everything, and on the other side is the shield that can withstand everything.
Finally collided together.
"Peng!"
With loud sounds and loud sounds, the ripples of energy caused by the encounter between the two spread crazily towards the surroundings.
For a time, the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed, and the sun and moon lost light, just like the end of the world.
