Endless light and shadow converged towards Xue Feng's body, all of which were absorbed and used by the silver light armor.
The current silver light armor is even more indestructible.
"Ye Fan, to me, your attack is just an itch, and I can take your life at any time. This is the gap between us. You have no chance, just accept your fate."
Xue Feng wants to use the most cruel method to kill Ye Fan and make Ye Fan fall into boundless mental fear.
However, Ye Fan, who was inspired by the blood of the demon god, was surrounded by demonic energy at this moment, and the demon dragon was roaring. How could he be affected by these mental pressures?
"It's ridiculous, Xue Feng, using the power of the Wind God Bell, you just want to defeat me? I have seen through your conspiracy a long time ago!"
Ye Fan did the opposite. Everyone thought that Silver Light and Shadow was an invincible existence because he created this world. However, Ye Fan did not believe in evil. Since Xue Feng's power was given by the Wind God Bell, then why not directly
What is the source of the attack power?
"The Wrath of the Demon God—Destroy the Sky!"
Released the final form of the Demon God's Wrath again, although Ye Fan was under a huge load, he had no choice.
"Boom!"
The powerful demonic power attacked the old man in the sky, which shocked the latter.
"Ye Fan, if you dare to attack me, you are seeking death!"
"Hahaha, Feng Shen Ling, stop pretending. I have seen through your truth. I don't know what kind of deal there is between you and Xue Feng, but now, everything will no longer exist. Suffer death!"
Ye Fan's strong pressure put Feng Shenling in great danger. He could not deliver energy to Xue Feng again and could only protect himself first.
"Xue Feng, why don't you come to my rescue quickly?"
"Humph, I didn't expect this kid to be so insidious."
Xue Feng felt angry in his heart, and a sacred long sword appeared in his hand.
"The long knife cuts through the air!"
Just hearing a cold shout, the sword suddenly rose into the sky, targeting Ye Fan.
"Phaseless Sword - Cut the Universe!"
Ye Fan released a sword to fight against the sword light below. At the same time, he turned around and continued to rush towards Jiutian, directly attacking the old man in white.
With wings growing on his back and golden light flashing, Ye Fan held the original magic weapon and pressed directly against the old man's vitals.
"Damn boy, you can't threaten me!"
"Zizzizi!"
Suddenly, countless ringtones appeared between heaven and earth. These ringtones disturbed people's minds, and waves of cold murderous intent appeared around Ye Fan. These murderous intent wanted to strangle Ye Fan.
"Wind God Ling, you finally show your true face."
"Haha, Ye Fan, so what if you know. I am the Wind God Ling. I have been waiting here for too long. I vow to break through Mr. Jinniu's imprisonment."
"Hmph, your destiny is to become one of the seven great soul weapons. You want to break through the confinement and cause harm to the world. You are too naive."
"Hahaha, Xue Feng, kill him!"
At this moment, the Wind God Bell revealed its lineup, with a murderous look. Eighteen bells appeared in the surrounding space, all aimed at Ye Fan.
"The Eighteen Senluo Formation!"
The Wind God Bell roared angrily, and the bells in the surrounding space revealed a murderous aura. These murderous auras condensed and turned into countless demons and monsters, surrounding Ye Fan, vowing to devour him.
"Golden Lotus of Merit!"
Facing countless demons and demons, Ye Fan released the Golden Lotus of Merit, and the phantom of the Buddha Emperor reappeared.
The golden light blooms, and the Buddha's shadow is numerous.
"Zizzizi!"
These golden lights carried Yinglong's roar, constantly attacking those demons and monsters.
"Kekeke..."
"Click, click, click!"
The shrill roars continued, and wherever the golden light hit, the karma was shattered and lifeless.
The murderous demons and monsters were all destroyed by Ye Fan's golden Buddha body, which shocked Feng Shenling.
"This kid is really powerful. He actually easily broke through my demonic and demonic killing intent magic circle. Let Xue Feng deal with him now!"
Feng Shenling's eyes froze, and then it turned into invisible murderous aura and directly merged into Xue Feng's body.
"Hahaha!"
Xue Feng laughed wildly, as if he had gained supreme power, and at the same time he turned into a demon with murderous intent.
His whole body was glowing with murderous intent, and his silver armor continued to release murderous intent.
"Huh?" Facing the violent Xue Feng, Ye Fan did not dare to be careless, and his whole body regenerated.
"kill!"
Xue Feng held the Kuangzhan sword and rushed towards Ye Fan.
"Keng!"
At the same time, Ye Fan waved the original magic weapon, and the two magic weapons collided together, sending out countless sparks.
Then there were countless collision sounds. These sounds were like thunder, shaking the entire space. This was a confrontation between strong men.
The will of Feng Shen Ling has completely controlled Xue Feng's will. He is now the puppet of Feng Shen Ling and has become the puppet that embodies murderous intent.
"Wind Killing Style!"
The power of the Eighteen Senluo revived, and the surroundings were filled with blinding winds. Ye Fan opened his eyes, but these winds were not ordinary winds, but winds formed by the concentration of murderous intent.
"hateful!"
After so many battles, Ye Fan gradually realized that his power of insight could no longer adapt to the current needs of combat, but it was not easy to improve and it required the right time and place.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
Endless strong winds hit, and the sound of cutting continued to sound.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk!"
Ye Fan's whole body was cut by the murderous wind. This cutting power was more powerful than the power of the holy weapon.
The Ni Scales retreated one after another, and Ye Fan felt his blood flowing out from under the Ni Scales.
"Hey, Ye Fan, do you see your incompetence now? If you dare to go against my will, this will be your fate."
"Wind God Ling, I must accept you today!"
"It's ridiculous, I will grant you death."
Xue Feng's eyes were on fire, murderous intent was in the sky, and his sword was like a bloodthirsty demon, extending out continuously.
"Um?"
Facing the infinitely extending sacred weapon, Ye Fan relied on the power of the Golden Lotus of Merit and the Black Ape to constantly jump in the space to dodge those breathtaking sword lights.
However, these sword lights are like poisonous snakes spitting messages and will not stop at all.
"Jingle Bell……"
Then, the eighteen bells happened again, disturbing Ye Fan's mind.
At this moment, Ye Fan had to deal with too many situations, and he seemed powerless to deal with these disturbing ringtones.
"Damn it, damn it!"
Ye Fan waved the primitive magic weapons randomly, but he couldn't hurt the bells at all.
"Hahaha, Ye Fan, you are dead."
High in the sky, Xue Feng laughed, raising the Kuangzhan sword in his hand high, as if he was going to give Ye Fan a fatal blow.
"I will not fail. I will never admit defeat."
At this moment, Ye Fan's physical strength has reached a limit. He has consumed too much, and it is an away game. In the space created by Feng Shen Ling, he is greatly restricted.
The continuous fighting made him physically and mentally exhausted.
The risk factor continues to increase, and Ye Fan is in danger!
