Leng Huachang quickly woke up from Ye Fan's suppression, but when he saw his retreating steps, his heart instantly collapsed.
"What? I backed away!"
In the Immortal Realm, his powers of observation and perception are astonishing. He can sense even a small step back, which makes his sense of shame soar.
The other party is just a true immortal who has overcome tribulation, and he is a genius immortal. How could things evolve to this extent?
For a time, Leng Huashang fell into the abyss of self-doubt and could not extricate herself.
Under the guidance of Dongyue Immortal Lord, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and he is a top disciple in Hongmeng Holy Land.
But at this moment, he was actually suppressed by Ye Fan, an unknown boy. This feeling was really uncomfortable. From heaven to hell, he originally wanted to kill Ye Fan, but was taught a lesson by Ye Fan.
"ah!"
Leng Huachang let out a roar that was completely different from his temperament, as if he was crazy.
Everyone was talking a lot, and they all shook their heads at Leng Huachang's changes. This was Ye Fan's strength, which put Leng Huachang into a desperate situation before there was a real duel.
At Ye Fan's age, who can do this kind of fighting method?
"Hmph, you are so crazy when you are forced to kill the world. Leng Huachang, is this your immortal-level martial arts will?"
Ye Fan is high up, he has won in terms of momentum, and he can completely look down on Leng Huachang.
"Ye Fan!"
Leng Huachang's eyes were scarlet and she stared at Ye Fan, like a vicious wolf.
"I want you to understand that the gap between you and the Immortal Lord can never be overcome. Your life ends here."
Having completely released his murderous intent, Leng Huachang no longer hid anything, he was here to kill Ye Fan.
"The wolfish ambition has finally exploded. Very good. Let me see your power. Don't let me down."
Ye Fan released the power of the wild dragon, and his whole body was surrounded by red flames. Facing Leng Huachang, this genius immortal was not afraid at all.
During the battle at the World Bank, the situation was on the verge of breaking out. Ye Fan showed his mighty momentum, while Leng Huachang also expressed the strongest murderous intention.
Both of them seemed to be burning with fighting spirit, one for victory and the other for avenging shame.
"Wow, Ye Fan was able to drive Leng Huachang crazy. I really didn't expect it."
"It is very strange to suppress Leng Huachang in terms of momentum. Leng Huachang's retreat just now seemed to be unconscious. It can be seen that Ye Fan has affected his spiritual world. Ye Fan's soul power cultivation may be
It’s extremely high.”
"Yes, although Leng Huachang's vitality cultivation level is above Ye Fan, when it comes to spiritual cultivation, she is definitely below Ye Fan."
Many knowledgeable immortals have said that the reason why Leng Huachang retreated before was because of insufficient martial arts will and spiritual cultivation.
Ye Fan's spiritual cultivation has long surpassed that of the Immortal Lord because of the blessing of the seven soul weapons.
"kill!"
Leng Huashang suddenly pulled, and the white paper fan fell apart instantly. Instead of turning into pieces, it condensed into countless blades and blood blades.
"Keke, Ye Fan, you should feel proud to be able to inspire this form of mine, and at the same time, you should also feel sad. In this form, you have no possibility of escape. Now, no one can save you.
Already."
He was bent over, with his arms hanging down, and his movements were extremely weird, like a demon coming out of hell.
And this is another extreme form of Leng Huachang, a form that only appears after his spirit is greatly stimulated.
Now, all his magical powers are killing moves. He has no emotion towards Ye Fan, only murderous intention.
"Um?"
Ye Fan's sensing power is so amazing, he can naturally sense Leng Huachang's changes.
"Completely different personalities? Humph, no matter what you transform into, I will always say one word - kill!"
Facing such crazy Leng Huachang, Ye Fan didn't want to say anything more, and the wolf claw appeared in his hand. Since the other party wanted to play crazy, let him know what real madness is!
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
Ye Fan's figure moved rapidly, leaving behind the shadow of extremely cold wolf claws wherever he passed. This action shocked everyone.
"This Ye Fan is also like a ferocious beast. Look, this is not some magical power at all, but the pure power of wild nature."
"Yes, the other party wants to play crazy, and this Ye Fan is even crazier than the other party!"
"It's incredible. With the battle situation changing in an instant, who can make it to the end?"
There was a crazy battle on the battlefield, and the spectators were also excited below the battle platform. The battle between two geniuses always attracted a lot of attention.
What's more, Ye Fan is the person appointed by the Immortal Emperor, and his opponent is also the chief disciple of Dongyue Immortal Lord in Hongmeng Holy Land.
"Keke, good!"
Leng Huashang's face completely changed, his figure became rickety, and he didn't look like a human being at all.
"Taste the fear of the bloody blade."
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
Countless bloody blades were surrounding and circling around Leng Huachang's body, with the possibility of flying out at any time.
This is the most terrifying thing about Leng Huachang. He is not in a hurry to attack his opponent with a bloody blade, but is like a hunter looking for prey, waiting for an opportunity. Once such an opportunity appears, it will be a matter of life and death.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
Ye Fan's figure is still beating. With the blessing of the Golden Lotus of Merit and the Power of the Black Ape, Ye Fan's speed is still very fast. It is difficult for even ordinary people to catch up with his trajectory.
But also, Leng Huachang's pair of blood eyes can easily lock the target, which is his biggest improvement after entering this form.
"You can't run away, giggle, Ye Fan!"
Suddenly, Leng Huachang's eyes widened, and the bloody man in his hand quickly took action. Dozens of bloody blades came flying from different angles, locking onto Ye Fan's trajectory in the shortest possible time.
This is the most precise design and the most terrifying siege.
"Keng, Keng, Keng!"
But when Ye Fan entered the second form of the wild dragon power - wild wolf mode, his body agility further improved, but his body's toughness and strength actually decreased at all, which was the most terrifying thing.
Three wolf claws streaked across, leaving only an afterimage in the space. However, the bloody blade had already crashed to the ground and was all broken into pieces.
"What?"
Seeing that his bloody blade was easily cut off by Ye Fan, Leng Huachang, who had been confident before, finally showed a look of surprise.
"How about it? Leng Huachang, is this your counterattack? You really let me down!"
"Ah! Bastard, I'm going to fight you. The blood blade is consecrated - the soul sacrifice!"
Leng Huachang couldn't stand Ye Fan's ridicule, so she released the power of her life soul and continuously poured it into the blood blade!
