The disciples from the outer courtyard were vomiting blood like crazy, in agony, and were even more frightened in their hearts.
They never expected that Ye Fan and Yun Feiyang would have such a huge battle without any physical contact, just relying on the power of stepping.
The other inner courtyard disciples and true disciples also didn't feel well. Even though they had mobilized their inner energy to protect their whole bodies, they still felt an unprecedented pressure, as if thousands of mountains were pressing on them. There was a crackling sound in the body, and the bones
They are about to be crushed.
Even if ordinary people fight, there will be invisible "power".
For example, a tough guy who is fierce and powerful can definitely overwhelm a timid rat.
A victorious general on the battlefield, even if he faces an enemy ten times his own, can still lead his army to kill seven in and seven out.
When their cultivation reaches the level of Ye Fan and Yun Feiyang, they are even more crucial to the fight for "power" and will not give in even an inch.
The monks use their magical powers to bless the body with the general trends of heaven and earth, and their power is infinite.
If you go to another level, a peak powerhouse like Emperor Xia, who is at the ninth level of transcending tribulations, can bless Guo Zuo of the Great Xia Dynasty, and True Immortal Qingming can also bless the fortune of Yunhai Immortal Sect for ten thousand years.
But now, Ye Fan and Yun Feiyang are fighting against each other. For a while, it is hard to tell the difference. No one can overwhelm the other, forming a delicate balance.
Being in this aura, even the elders of the Yunhai Immortal Sect felt a sense of depression and chest tightness.
They never expected that the confrontation between two young juniors could lead to such a battle, which is really terrifying for future generations.
However, the situation on the court also reached a deadlock.
At the beginning, the two of them went crazy to seize the opportunity.
Now the two of them seemed to have turned into two stone statues, standing in place, unable to move, and only relied on invisible energy to continuously collide in mid-air.
In a duel between masters, the emphasis is on striking first.
But now, neither Ye Fan nor Yun Feiyang are sure to kill their opponents instantly.
Yun Feiyang was afraid of Ye Fan's shocking sword and did not dare to act rashly.
And Ye Fan was also afraid of what other trump cards he was hiding. After all, the Taishang Sect had been dormant in the ruins for thousands of years, and he didn't know what treasures he still had hidden.
Once you take the lead and the enemy seizes the weak point to fight back, you will fall into a very passive situation, and may even lead to losing the entire game.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes...
Time passed minute by minute.
The confrontation between Ye Fan and Yun Feiyang lasted for a long time, but nothing changed. The place was silent, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.
If this trend continues, this confrontation may continue indefinitely.
With the physical strength of the two of them, even if they stand here for several months, they will not feel tired.
Suddenly, Ye Fan's eyes flashed, and a sense of pride rose in his body, and he said loudly: "Yun Feiyang, you are afraid, that's why you stagnated and chose this conservative method. In this case, it's up to me.
Let’s break the situation!”
From a rational perspective, whoever takes action now will inevitably suffer some losses.
But Ye Fan is not an ordinary person. He has higher requirements for himself and will never be willing to dominate only on Tianshu Star.
His goal is to become the Supreme Immortal, and then kill the Holy Land Shuiyue Palace to rescue Chu Mengyao.
The Yun Feiyang in front of him was certainly a powerful enemy, but to Ye Fan, he was also a whetstone.
By oppressing himself and constantly putting pressure on himself, Ye Fan entered this life-and-death state in order to stimulate the potential in his body.
There are many talented people in this world, but there are very few ruthless people like Ye Fan who use life and death to temper themselves.
No one can succeed casually!
Along the way, the reason why Ye Fan has been able to stand out from the crowd is not only relying on Mr. Wei's help, but also his own efforts!
If it were another person who could be blessed by Mr. Wei's divine power, he would probably be arrogant and greedy for enjoyment. He would have dominated the earth for a long time and would not pursue the highest realm like Ye Fan.
"Behead the Tiangang with the brave sword!"
Ye Fan held the phaseless sword in his hand and thrust out with one sword. The red sword was fierce and unparalleled, and it pressed towards Yun Feiyang with a devastating force.
The surrounding space collapsed inch by inch, and the sound was extremely huge.
At the first moment, Yun Feiyang recognized that this was the sword that had just cut the branches of the world, and naturally he did not dare to neglect it.
"Thousand Dragons Kill!"
Yun Feiyang shouted loudly and waved his long sword. Hundreds of thousands of sword energy surged out, as if they turned into sword dragons. This was exactly the magical power he had displayed in his previous duel with Jian Wuya.
However this is not the end, just a beginning.
Yun Feiyang made a "puff" sound, spat out a mouthful of blood on his sword, and shouted:
"I recommend Longtai with my blood, three thousand killing swords and three thousand swords!"
The long sword absorbed his blood essence and glowed with a coquettish red light, while the thousands of sword dragons surging around were swallowed by the long sword.
"Whoosh!"
Immediately afterwards, a dazzling light illuminated the sky.
A greater amount of sword energy erupted from the long sword than before. It was extremely condensed, like a bloody sword, covering the sky and the sun, hovering in the air like a forest, forming a sword formation, pointing at Ye Fan from a distance.
These blood swords were all condensed from Yun Feiyang's inner energy. They were filled with murderous aura and bloody light, as if the place had turned into a Shura hell.
Seeing the magical means used by Yun Feiyang, all the monks in the valley were horrified. With the blessing of Yun Feiyang's blood, the power of these blood swords became several times stronger than before, and their number also increased to three thousand.
If such a terrifying sword rain were placed on the battlefield, it could annihilate millions of troops in an instant, and the city would be razed to the ground.
"cut!"
Yun Feiyang covered his body, and three thousand bloody sword lights were like the sky, shattering the air, sweeping in, and instantly drowning Ye Fan in mid-air.
"Clang, Clang, Clang, Clang!"
Facing this level of attack, Ye Fan's protective aura was quickly broken.
However, those bloody swords bombarded his body and caused sparks to fly, but they did not cause any damage.
Ye Fan's physical body has been tempered and reshaped again and again, becoming perfect and incomparably powerful, comparable to a top-grade divine weapon in the heavenly realm.
Although these blood swords were powerful, they still could not cause any harm to him.
"hiss!"
Seeing this scene, many disciples in the valley couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, their whole bodies were shaken violently, as if they had been shocked by electricity, and they couldn't believe their eyes.
They never expected that Ye Fan's physical body would be so powerful!
In the distance, Yun Feiyang was also anxious. Ye Fan's power completely exceeded his expectations.
He half-squinted his eyes, a cold light like a blade bloomed, he held the sword secret in his hand, and his body was full of murderous intent, and he said:
"Three Thousand Killing Paths and Three Thousand Swords—Dragon Dances!"
As soon as he finished speaking, those bloody swords seemed to turn into blood-colored evil dragons, baring their teeth and claws, wreaking havoc on the world and turning the world into ruins.
The power of these violent blood swords is even greater. Even a single sword can make the strong people who are crossing the tribulation extremely fearful, let alone three thousand swords stacked together.
All the blood swords drew strange trajectories in the air, as if interweaving a dragnet, shrouding Ye Fan.
Even from a distance, other monks could feel the extreme killing intent.
"Even if the sky is full of gods and Buddhas, they can't trap me, let alone this mere sword formation!"
"Break it for me!"
Ye Fan let out a loud roar that shook the earth, his morale was like a rainbow, and the overwhelming inner energy was poured into the Wuxiang Sword, and the red sword became stronger and stronger.
"Click! Click! Click..."
The blood swords that swept in from all directions could not touch Ye Fan at all. They had long been smashed into pieces by the sword and turned into nothingness.
At this moment, Ye Fan seemed to be transformed into a dragon-slaying warrior.
Majestic and unstoppable.
Defeat three thousand angry dragons with one sword!
…
In just a few breaths, the bloody sword that had just blocked the sky quickly dissipated and turned into nothingness.
"not good!"
Yun Feiyang's expression changed drastically, but he didn't have time to think about it because Ye Fan was already in front of him.
"Control the wind with your virtual reality!"
Yun Feiyang's figure quickly disappeared, as if turning into a breeze, floating between heaven and earth.
"Controlling the Wind with the Void" is another heaven-level high-grade magical power, inherited from ancient times, and is even better than Ye Fan's "Transformation" movement technique.
"昘!"
But the next moment, a harsh tearing sound still echoed throughout the audience.
A few seconds later, Yun Feiyang's figure appeared a hundred meters away. He was no longer as proud as before and looked extremely embarrassed.
His clothes were torn apart, and a bloodstain appeared on his chest. Although it was not deep and could not be considered a serious injury, if his speed had been slower for just a moment, it would not have been as simple as a minor injury!
It is very likely that Ye Fan's sword penetrated his chest. Even if he did not die, his body would be useless.
At the thought of this, Yun Feiyang's eyes flickered, looking frightened, and his vest was soaked with cold sweat.
"call……"
Yun Feiyang took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, looked at Ye Fan from a distance and said: "Ye Fan, I underestimated you! Next, I will not be merciful anymore, I will use the top power of Taishang Sect
Supernatural power - "Tai Shang Feng Lei Jue"!"
"The wind is coming!"
Yun Feiyang suddenly raised his right fist, and a blue cyclone appeared instantly. Although it was not large, it contained power compressed to the extreme. Once it exploded, it seemed to be able to sweep the world and turn thousands of miles into a violent wind.
.
It is obvious that this cyan cyclone is not an ordinary wind, but a kind of rare wind with incredible power.
He punched out violently, and a green cyclone spiraled out. Its trajectory was unpredictable, making it difficult to guard against it.
"Huh?"
Seeing this magical move, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, feeling like he had seen it before.
correct!
Ye Fan remembered!
When I was practicing "Tai Shang Seal", I had seen hundreds of different magical powers, and this one seemed to be among them.
After all, "Tai Shang Seal" is Yunhai Xianzun who combined the most essence of Tai Shang's magical powers into one furnace. It is reasonable to have records of this magical power.
Ye Fan showed a mysterious smile, swung the Phaseless Sword at will, and blasted a sword energy toward a location a hundred meters away in the southeast.
This sword seems to be flying in the sky, the antelope hangs its horns, and is far away from the position of the cyan cyclone.
But the next moment, the cyan cyclone swept a thousand meters away and arrived at the location of Ye Fan's sword energy.
In the eyes of outsiders, it's like a blue cyclone hitting the sword energy on its own.
"boom!"
When the two met, there was a loud noise. The sword energy was swallowed up by the cyan cyclone, and the cyan cyclone was also split by the sword energy, canceling each other out and turning invisible.
"what happened?"
Yun Feiyang's face changed drastically, as if he had seen a ghost.
This Gang Feng is the magical power in "Tai Shang Feng Lei Jue". Its trajectory follows the eighty-eight-sixty-four hexagrams. When used, it is like an invisible wind in the eyes of the enemy. There are no traces at all, and it can be invisible to ghosts.
Hit the enemy unconsciously.
Yun Feiyang never expected that Ye Fan could predict Gangfeng's location.
This is incredible!
Suddenly, Yun Feiyang punched again as if he didn't believe in evil.
"Boom boom boom boom!"
Countless cyan cyclones surged out.
Ye Fan repeated his old tricks and kept swinging his sword to generate sword energy.
The sharp sword energy flew all over the sky, crushing the cyan cyclone. It was so precise that it was as if it had been rehearsed thousands of times without any mistakes.
Upon noticing this, Yun Feiyang's heart was filled with huge waves, and he was so surprised that he couldn't be more surprised.
In his long life, this was the first time he encountered such a strange opponent.
Yun Feiyang had seen many more powerful men than Ye Fan, but in front of Ye Fan, he seemed to have no secrets and all his thoughts were seen through.
This situation made Yun Feiyang feel uncomfortable all over, as if his hands and feet were restrained, and he was extremely frustrated when all his strength was unleashed.
He stared at Ye Fan fiercely, his eyes were red, and he roared loudly: "Boy, what is going on? How can you predict my attack? Have you also practiced "Tai Shang Feng Lei Jue"?" bdshare();