Chapter 1492 Sweeping away the eternity, I am afraid of the world!
Between the lines of Ye Fan's words, he revealed his soaring arrogance and heroism, and he did not take the people in front of him seriously at all.
Those monks are all among the top 100 geniuses in the outer courtyard. They are extremely powerful and have a transcendent status. How could they be so underestimated?
Their eyes were splitting apart, they were furious, and they gritted their teeth and said:
Even when death is imminent, you still dare to speak harshly!
The boy who doesn’t know the heights of heaven and earth will want you to look good later!
Senior Brother Deng Hui, we have suppressed this boy's power for you, why don't you draw your sword quickly!
The monks turned their heads and looked at a young man with a hooked nose.
This hook-nosed young man is named Deng Hui. In this small team, he is second only to Young Master Lianhua and ranks ninth in the outer courtyard.
At this moment, Deng Hui looked at Ye Fan from afar with sinister eyes and said: Brat, you dare to provoke Senior Brother Lianhua and kill Junior Brother Ma, which is an unpardonable crime! Today, I will use your blood to comfort the soul of Junior Brother Ma!
Zixiao Sword—out!
As soon as he finished speaking, Deng Hui's clothes automatically burst out with a mysterious and ethereal aura.
I saw a vertical eye suddenly split between Deng Hui's eyebrows, and a small purple sword flew out from it.
This sword is only as long as a palm, and the blade is filled with dazzling brilliance, as if it is blessed by the power of the sun, moon, and stars.
When this small purple sword appeared, Lin Tatian and Dugu Xin in the distance were shocked, their hairs stood up, and they felt a strong death threat, as if the sword could easily cut their own throats.
Take care, take your life.
Ruan Hongli's beauty turned pale, and she quickly opened her sandalwood mouth to remind:
Ye Fan, be careful, this is a top-grade spiritual weapon on the earth level - Zixiao Sword. It is made of amethyst Tianxin Iron. It is also mixed with the blood of ninety-nine ancient ferocious beasts. It is extremely sharp and belongs to a master of the body refining style.
Nemesis, even I dare not challenge him!
Ruan Hongli has a powerful body. Although she possesses extremely terrifying power, her physical defense is not that exaggerated. If she is hit by a magical weapon, she will also be injured or even die.
And the Zixiao Sword in front of me is a peerless magic weapon.
In the world of immortality, spiritual weapons are also divided into four levels: heaven, earth, black and yellow.
Heavenly level spiritual weapons can only be forged by the true immortals who have transcended the tribulation. They possess many incredible powers. Even if ordinary monks obtain them, they will not be able to exert their true power.
Earth-level high-grade spiritual weapons are already the most top-notch spiritual weapons that most people have access to. If they appear at an auction, they will cause countless powerful people to rob them and fetch astonishingly high prices.
At this moment, Deng Hui has just transformed into a god, but he has sacrificed a high-grade spiritual weapon on the earth level, which can exert peerless power beyond his own realm, and even cross the border to kill enemies!
What's more, Ye Fan is still trapped in the chaotic Five Elements and Bagua array, and is covered by the light of the octagonal mirror, so his strength has been weakened a lot.
Because of this, Deng Hui was confident that he could kill the enemy with one sword.
The art of controlling the sword - slashing the sky with the sword!
Deng Hui shouted loudly, and then made a sword secret with his hand. The palm-long Zixiao Sword seemed to be guided by a mysterious power and shot toward Ye Fan's face.
To control a sword is not to control a sword!
The so-called sword control means that the monk controls the sword to fly up and soar in the sky. He can travel thousands of miles in one day, which is similar to a special way of flying.
To control a sword is to treat the sword as some kind of strange beast, and the owner of the sword is a tamer who has tamed the sword over many years.
A truly masterful master of sword control, who cultivates sword skills externally and sword heart internally, finally reaches the state where the mind and sword are united. When the master's mind moves, the sword can coordinate and release a variety of sword moves, just like an extension of the body.
, has the power to turn things around in battle, and can easily kill the enemy.
Stab!
The Zixiao Sword tore through the sky, like thunder from the nine heavens invading. It contained destructive power, like the wrath of a peerless god king, shattering the sky and splitting space, leaving no one with any possibility of dodge, and enough to make the sky and the earth eclipse the sun and the moon.
Light.
Good! As expected of Senior Brother Deng Hui!
The light of the sword is like lightning, and the sword comes out like a dragon. Who can bear it?
That kid is dead!
Seeing the power of this sword, even Young Master Lianhua looked surprised, and thought to himself: Even he can only avoid the sharp edge temporarily.
Ye Fan, hide quickly!
Ruan Hongli was extremely anxious.
But at this moment, she couldn't help at all. Even with her strength, she couldn't overcome the edge of this sword. If she rushed over hastily, she would only die in vain.
On the contrary, Lin Tatian and Dugu Xin next to them looked calm, did not feel any worries, and had absolute confidence in Ye Fan.
Boom!
Under the gaze of everyone, Ye Fan suddenly took a step forward, held his head high and his chest upright, his straight spine like a spear piercing the sky, as if he had become a different person, and a domineering power burst out from his body.
It is impossible to annihilate Liuhe and bury Lingyun Qi in troubled times!
Sweeping away all eternity, I bear the reputation of being crazy and feared all over the world!
Previously, Ye Fan's body was trapped by the halo emitted from the octagonal mirror, making it difficult to even move his fingers.
But in the flash of lightning, the halo was like ice and snow meeting the warm sun, dissipating instantly.
Immediately, Ye Fan did not retreat but advanced, soared into the sky, waved his right fist and pushed forward, directly hitting the oncoming Zixiao Sword.
He actually wants to use his physical body to shake the earth-level high-grade spiritual weapon!
Seeking death!
Deng Hui gritted his teeth and yelled, angry and angry.
You know, when faced with the Zixiao Sword, it was too late for anyone else to escape. How could anyone be as reckless as Ye Fan? Is this looking down on himself?
For a moment, Deng Hui seemed to have been greatly insulted, but then he thought about it, and soon Ye Fan would pay a bloody price for his stupid actions and die tragically in front of everyone.
Rumble!
The Zixiao Sword carries the fierce sword intent of killing gods and immortals, and is like a vast ocean that is about to drown Ye Fan. Compared with this terrifying sword intent, Ye Fan is like a tiny ant.
At the critical moment, Ye Fan's eyes burst with light, and he activated the "Art of Creation of All Heavens". The nine major acupoints in his right arm were opened at the same time, and the divine glow bloomed in the upper Dantian Niwan Palace. The unimaginable power was like hundreds of rivers converging into the sea.
Inject it into your right fist.
The power of one thousand elephants The power of two thousand elephants The power of three thousand elephants The power of five thousand elephants
The power of this punch continued to increase, and finally reached the power of all things, the power of a dragon.
From the perspective of power alone, the power of a dragon is beyond the reach of Yuanying monks. It even surpasses the limits of the god-transforming monks and reaches the realm of the Tribulation-Transcending True Immortal!
Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes!
When the fist was punched out, a high-pitched dragon roar followed, shaking the space and shaking the earth.
boom!
A deafening loud noise came.
Under everyone's horrified gaze, Ye Fan's right fist hit the Zixiao Sword firmly, like a punch from the Nine Heavens Mysterious World, enough to suppress the world and wipe out all generations.
The light on the Zixiao Sword dimmed instantly, like a star extinguishing. Not only did it not hurt Ye Fan at all, but it was severely injured.
Poof!
Under the induction of Qi, Deng Hui suffered a backlash, spurting out blood and dyeing his clothes red.
Whoosh!
Immediately afterwards, the Zixiao Sword flew out and returned to the original path faster than when it came, aiming directly at Deng Hui's eyebrows.
Deng Hui quickly moved his fingers, trying to control the Zixiao Sword, but the Zixiao Sword was like a car skidding on a rainy day, without any control at all.
Seeing the Zixiao Sword getting closer and closer to him, Deng Hui could only dodge desperately.
歘!
The Zixiao Sword scraped across Deng Hui's cheek, leaving a long bloodstain, which was dripping with blood and shocking.
Afterwards, the Zixiao Sword flew straight out for thousands of meters until it was emasculated, and it was stuck in the mountain wall before stopping.
Ho ho ho!
Deng Hui's eyes were red, and he roared like a beast from deep in his throat, not only because of the pain on his cheeks, but also because of the humiliation and anger in his heart.
As a sword cultivator, he almost died under his own sword. If this matter spread, he would become a big joke!
As for the monks in Mr. Lianhua's group, they no longer had the arrogance they had before. They all had expressions that looked like they could see a ghost, and their mouths were wide enough to swallow their own fists.
Is this guy still a human being when he shakes a high-grade spiritual weapon with his bare hands?
It’s so scary! What kind of monster did we encounter?!
He is only at the early stage of Nascent Soul. If his cultivation level were higher, wouldn't even Daozi be his opponent?