The Taiyi Golden Sword is a heaven-level high-grade spiritual weapon, and it was forged by the Immortal himself.
But, after all, it is not a holy weapon!
The Wuxiang Sword was the sword worn by Yunhai Immortal Lord back then. In terms of quality, it was obviously superior.
However, Donghuang Aotian looked disdainful: "Boy, even if you have a holy weapon, you can't make up for the absolute strength gap! This holy son is the eighth level of transcending tribulation. Looking at the nine heavens and ten earths, all heavens and all realms,
He is the top genius!"
"And you, after taking the Flower of Enlightenment and the Immortal Peach in succession, you have only reached the ninth level of divine transformation! In terms of cultivation level, you are far from being able to compare with this Holy Son!"
Donghuang Aotian looked arrogant.
"It's not you who has the final say whether I am strong or weak! Let's see the truth behind it!"
Ye Fan took the initiative to invite the fight. Not only was he not afraid, his eyes were also burning with eagerness to try.
His target is not just a Beidou galaxy, but the entire sea of stars.
Next, he may meet many geniuses, Donghuang Aotian is just the beginning...
As his strength increases, he will encounter more geniuses and even opponents like the Supreme Immortal.
"Ye Fan, suffer death!"
Donghuang Aotian's eyes were like a torch, and at the same time he integrated the sword energy of the Taiyi Golden Sword, condensed a tornado vortex, and attacked Ye Fan.
"Hahaha, what a small trick!"
Ye Fan laughed a few times, the Wuxiang Sword disrupted time and space, and the sword energy instantly disappeared into the void.
"What? Ye Fan's sword energy?"
Yan Qingsi is the only one watching from the sidelines.
Facing such a powerful duel, she had already opened the Tai Tianyan, but even so, he still couldn't find where Ye Fan's sword energy was.
But Ye Fan definitely sent out a powerful sword energy. This invisible force was in sharp contrast with Donghuang Aotian's violent and tangible force.
Donghuang Aotian also realized this problem. He opened his spiritual eyes to find the location of the sword energy, but it was useless.
He didn't know what method Ye Fan used to make the sword energy escape into the void. Even the top true immortals would have trouble finding it, unless they were in the realm of immortals.
"Boom!"
Donghuang Aotian came in front of Ye Fan with his supreme sword power.
"kill!"
The Taiyi Golden Sword suddenly stabbed out and hit Ye Fan directly in the heart, like the assassination of a peerless assassin.
A fatal blow!
Donghuang Aotian didn't want to give Ye Fan any chance to breathe.
In his opinion, Ye Fan's battle with Tu Gang just now seemed effortless, but that punch must have consumed a lot of his internal energy.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, we must suppress it forcefully.
But he couldn't imagine that Ye Fan's punch to defeat Tu Gang didn't even use his full strength, and his own energy consumption was not large.
At this moment, the vitality in Ye Fan's body was so powerful that he could handle any challenge.
Just when the sword light of the Taiyi Golden Sword was about to pierce Ye Fan, suddenly, the sword energy of the Wuxiang Sword gathered from the void and powerfully blocked the fatal blow.
"What?!"
Donghuang Aotian had no idea where the sword energy came from. Facing this strange scene, he was completely defenseless.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
Then, endless sword energy came out of the void at the same time and surrounded Donghuang Aotian, seemingly forming a prison of sword energy, completely blocking his retreat.
"this……"
At this moment, Donghuang Aocai truly felt the terror of Ye Fan, and used his impatience to create this void sword energy formation to bind him.
What kind of thought and talent did it take to come up with this strategy?
Donghuang Aotian really looked at Ye Fan with admiration at this moment, as if he underestimated the opponent in front of him.
After all, he was a holy son. He immediately adjusted his mood and did not dare to be careless anymore. He regarded Mark as his biggest enemy.
"Donghuang Aotian, you are distracted!"
At this moment, Ye Fan's cold voice entered his ears.
"What?"
As Donghuang Aotian trembled, the sword energy rotated. He felt as if his body had entered the whirlpool of the sword energy, and endless pain came from it.
"Ahhhh..."
The intense pain caused Donghuang Aotian to scream in agony, and his body was torn apart by the sword energy, dripping with blood, and it was horrible to see.
When Yan Qingsi saw this scene in the distance, her heart trembled.
Donghuang Aotian is the Holy Son of Taiyi Holy Land. Unexpectedly, he couldn't even take a single move in front of Mark!
Of course, she also knew very well that Donghuang Aotian was definitely not that easy to defeat. Although he lost to Ye Fan in this move, he still had countless treasures and magical powers that he had not yet used!
Those are the real advantages of Donghuang Aotian.
According to Ye Fan's background, he is only from the Beidou Galaxy. Even if he is a genius, he will not get too many resources.
And Donghuang Aotian is the Holy Son of Taiyi Holy Land. The cultivation resources, magic weapons, and magical powers he has obtained should be beyond the reach of Ye Fan.
In this way, by using these treasures, perhaps Donghuang Aotian can regain the advantage.,
Donghuang Aotian was covered in blood, but the light in his eyes became more intense: "You brat, I didn't expect you to have such a hard time. It seems that Tu Gang's death was not unjust! You have successfully aroused my anger. Next, I will seriously
Woke up!"
"Haha... It's no use being serious! No matter how serious the ants are, how can they hurt the Nine Heavens Divine Dragon?" Ye Fan sneered.
"What a loud tone, looking for death!"
Donghuang Aotian gritted his teeth and offered up the colorful smoke cauldron.
"Boom!"
The Cauldron of Smoke and Clouds appeared, and the heaven and earth suddenly shook, the wind and clouds moved quickly, and the power of the Immortal Lord condensed into neon lights and appeared high in the sky.
"Is this what you rely on?"
Ye Fan smiled coldly.
This smoke cauldron contains the power of the Immortal, but it cannot make Ye Fan feel afraid.
"Bah!"
Ye Fan shouted loudly, his momentum was like a rainbow.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
The next moment, an ancient aura suddenly emerged.
Above Ye Fan's head, a sacred monument appeared, which was ten thousand feet high and reached the sky.
There are countless totems on the surface of the sacred monument, which seem to be engraved with the greatest power in the world.
Even from a long distance, it makes people feel heart palpitated.
"what is that?"
Seeing the monument appear, Yan Qingsi's pupils shrank sharply, she was extremely surprised.
Although it was her first time to see the sacred monument, she could still sense the powerful aura. Not only was it not inferior to the sacred artifact, it was actually superior to it.
At the same time, Donghuang Aotian also felt great pressure.
But in this situation, he and Ye Fan have long been in a fight to the death, without any room for maneuver.
"Immortal Supreme Wuji - Taiyi Killing Sword!"
Donghuang Aotian launches the ultimate killing move. The Taiyi Golden Sword is combined with the power of the powerful Immortal Lord of the Colorful Smoke Cauldron, and at the same time combines the power of the Immortal Lord's Jade Pendant. This is the most powerful move.
"bring it on!"
Ye Fan looked proud and urged the monument.
"Whoosh!"
The sacred monument emits thousands of rays of light, illuminating the heaven and earth, seeming to envelop the entire cemetery of gods.
"Boom!"
The powerful energy sprayed out, causing everything around it to fall into fragmentation and destruction.
Space is constantly being pulled and torn apart.
For a time, the wind and clouds changed color, the sun and moon lost their light, and the sky fell and the earth overturned.
Suddenly, the size of the sacred monument skyrocketed, like a Mount Sumeru falling from the sky, and like the torrent of history crushing it, no matter what was in front of it, it could not stop it.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
Suddenly, two crisp cracking sounds sounded.
The colorful smoke cauldron and the Taiyi Golden Sword were broken into pieces one after another.
"Pfft!"
Under the induction of Qi, Donghuang Aotian vomited blood on the spot and collapsed to the ground.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, Ye Fan flashed and stepped hard on Donghuang Aotian's chest with his right foot.
This arrogant and arrogant Holy Son was trampled under his feet by Ye Fan at this moment.