Hearing Tang Jue's words, Ruan Hongli's face turned ashen.
She never expected that Tang Jue was actually a disciple of Xie Dao Yan Jingfeng.
Even on the Tianshu Star where there are so many powerful people, the Tribulation Immortal is a rare existence. Most of the time he lives in seclusion and rarely appears in public.
When they reach that state, worldly grudges and hatreds are of no importance at all. What they pursue is to attain the supreme road.
Therefore, most of the most active people in the world are the powerful ones in the divine transformation stage.
As for the Nine Transformations of Gods, they stand at the top of the food chain. Each one of them is a big boss who dominates a party and is enough to start a sect.
The evil sword Yan Jingfeng is notorious, fierce, cunning, and murderous. A hundred years ago, he secretly learned a magical sword technique from the Great Xia Dynasty, so he was wanted.
However, instead of catching him, the masters sent by the royal family were killed by him, which shows his strong strength.
If it were a life and death fight, even the elders of the Yunhai Immortal Gate Outer Courtyard might not be his opponent.
Ruan Hongli never expected that Yan Jingfeng, who had always been a loner, would actually join the Black Sea Forest Prison.
If this news spreads, I'm afraid it will cause an uproar.
The little evil sword Tang Jue in front of him possesses the strength of the fourth level of god transformation. He also learned from Yan Jingfeng, and his attainments in sword skills are absolutely superb.
At this moment, Ruan Hongli's heart sank to the bottom, as if he was in a desperate situation.
Even though she has a powerful body and can fight across borders, the opponent is also an extraordinary genius, and her true combat effectiveness is far higher than her superficial level.
Seeing Ruan Hongli's ashen look, Tang Jue's lips slightly raised, a smile appeared, and he said proudly: Miss Ruan, since you know my origin, then don't make any unnecessary struggles! As long as you follow me back to Heihaisen
Hell, I won't kill you!
a ha ha ha
At this moment, a burst of unbridled laughter sounded, which seemed particularly abrupt in the silence.
who is it?!
Tang Jue looked at the source of the laughter with a sullen look on his face.
I saw Ye Fan seemed to have heard some big joke, laughing so hard that he fell forward and backward, almost bursting into tears.
Brat, what the hell are you laughing at? You’re looking for death!
Tang Jue said sternly, his words revealing a solid murderous aura, and the temperature around him instantly dropped to freezing point.
Ruan Hongli couldn't help but shuddered, and goosebumps suddenly appeared on his exposed skin.
Only Lin Tatian and Dugu Xin, who were in the Nascent Soul realm, were as silent as cicadas, as if falling into an ice cellar. The biting coldness surged from the soles of their feet to the sky, and even their souls seemed to be frozen.
However, Ye Fan was not at all intimidated by Tang Jue's momentum. He looked at him from a distance and said loudly:
I laugh at your shallow vision, like a frog in a well! Your master, Yan Jingfeng, once knelt down in front of me and imitated howling like a dog. Who do you think you are, and you dare to scream in front of me?!
If you don’t say anything shocking, you will die!
Ye Fan's words were like a bomb hitting the calm water, stirring up thousands of waves and causing an uproar.
Everyone present was stunned and dumbfounded. They couldn't believe their ears and thought they were hearing hallucinations.
Xie Daoyan Jingfeng knelt down in front of Ye Fan and imitated howling like a dog?
How can this be?!
Ruan Hongli didn't know what happened on Huolingxing. There was an incredible expression on her pretty face, and she looked straight at Ye Fan.
As for Lin Tatian and Dugu Xin, although they witnessed Ye Fan snatching the God-Burying Sword, they did not know what happened in the Seventh Level Hell.
In their opinion, Ye Fan was only at the Golden Core level at that time, and he probably escaped death by luck from the two powerful men, Yan Jingfeng and Huo Juechen.
But now from Ye Fan's tone, he not only defeated Yan Jingfeng, but also forced Yan Jingfeng to kneel down and imitate the barking of a dog.
This is simply a fantasy!
With Yan Jingfeng's strength, even if he was defeated, he would not be able to do such a shameful thing.
Ho ho ho!
At this moment, Tang Jue let out an angry roar, his eyes were about to burst, as if there were monstrous flames raging in his eyes, he glared at Mark fiercely and gritted his teeth and said: You brat, you dare to insult my master, your crime is unforgivable! I
I want to chop off your head and make you pay with blood for those words you just said!
Knife - come!
As soon as he finished speaking, a long knife appeared in Tang Jue's right hand like magic.
Looking from a distance, I saw that the long knife was as black as ink, as if it were made of obsidian. Under the sunlight, the blade had no luster, and it seemed like a black hole that could swallow light.
When the black knife appeared, Ruan Hongli, Lin Tatian and Duguxin were shaken. They both felt in a trance, as if they were haunted by thousands of evil ghosts. They were dizzy and turned pale.
If you are a person with weak cultivation, you can't even stand firm just by feeling the evil energy in the knife.
The name of the knife——Broken String!
Tang Jue looked at Ye Fan from a distance and said gloomily: No one can see the three broken strings. If anyone sees them, they will be like a broken string! Since I debuted, I have experienced thousands of duels, large and small, and there has never been anyone in the same realm.
Escape from the Broken String Knife! A Nascent Soul stage waste like you might not even be able to see the action of my knife, and the body will be separated!
Die!
In an instant, Tang Jue waved the long sword as black as ink, his aura changed drastically, and the man and the sword merged and slashed towards Ye Fan.
歘!
The sword flashed, faster than lightning and more terrifying than lightning.
There are no words to describe the sharpness of this sword. After the sword is released, the blade seems to reveal hellish power, like thousands of ghosts rushing out at the same time, forcefully pulling the enemy into the Nine Netherworld.
As a disciple of Yan Jingfeng, Tang Jue is known as the Little Evil Sword, so he is certainly not someone who lives up to his fame.
In his heart, Master Yan Jingfeng held a very important position and could not be insulted by anyone.
In anger, he used his strongest trick as soon as he came up to kill Ye Fan.
This move seems to be one sword, but in fact it is three swords——
Cut the string with three swords!
Seize the will with one sword, cut off the soul with one sword, and kill the body with one sword!
When the three swords come out at once, people are like broken strings, and ghosts and gods retreat!
careful!
Ruan Hongli let out a sweet cry, looked nervous, clenched her fists tightly, and sweated deeply for Ye Fan.
Facing the menacing three string-breaking swords, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised.
This was the first time he had seen such a special move.
These three swords not only attack the will, but also imply an attack of spiritual consciousness, and they also carry huge power to split the sky and cut the earth. The three are integrated into one, and they fit perfectly.
However, Ye Fan was only surprised, not timid or afraid at all.
歘!
He grabbed the air with his right hand, and the Thunder Tribulation Sword suddenly appeared in his hand, creating a feeling of connected hearts and blood.
Wisdom Sword - Break all laws!
Ye Fan shouted loudly, and the nine major acupoints on his head opened at the same time, instantly entering a mysterious state.
The string-breaking three swords, which were faster than lightning, slowed down thousands of times in his sight, slower than a snail crawling.
Although this sword technique is powerful, it is far from the mysterious level of heaven-level magic. It may be able to bully monks like Lin Tatian and Duguxin, but in Ye Fan's eyes, it is full of flaws.
But err!
Ye Fan sneered, flicked his wrist, and the Thunder Tribulation Sword shot out like a purple lightning mad dragon. It was so fast that it not only exceeded the limit of capture by the naked eye, but even the spiritual consciousness could not capture it.
Tang Jue, who was on the opposite side, didn't notice him drawing his sword at all, let alone dodge it.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
After Ye Fan drew his sword, three collision sounds were heard in the field, one louder than the other, like three thunders exploding at the same time, earth-shaking and deafening.
buzz buzz buzz
The long knife as dark as ink in Tang Jue's hand trembled wildly, and suffered a devastating blow. The jaw of Tang Jue's right hand holding the knife was cracked open and dripping with blood.
boom!
Before Tang Jue had time to scream, he felt a huge force coming from the tip of the sword, like a hundred volcanoes erupting at the same time.
The next moment, his body was like a kite with its string broken, flying hundreds of meters upside down and falling heavily to the ground with a thud.
Bang!
After a few more seconds, the string-breaking knife also fell beside him, letting out a whimpering cry.
Looking closely, he saw three finger-thick holes on the black blade of the Xianxian Dao, which had been stabbed through by the Thunder Tribulation Sword.
one move!
Ye Fan only used one move to defeat Tang Jue, who was in the fourth level of divine transformation.