After being hit by two whips, he let out a hoarse roar, like a furious beast, and retreated dozens of meters.
In ancient China, there was a punishment called "tattoo punishment", also known as ink punishment, which refers to tattooing words on the criminal's face and then coating it with ink and charcoal, which cannot be wiped off for life, becoming a permanent mark that will stick with him wherever he goes.
Being despised.
Among corporal punishments such as torture, palace execution, mutilation, and killing, tattooing causes the least harm to the human body, but this kind of punishment is imposed on the face and cannot be concealed, causing people to suffer huge mental humiliation.
But now, even if Zhang Yang couldn't see his face, he could still feel the two crossed "X" shaped whip marks, as if he had been tattooed.
The dignified second young man of the Zhang family was severely slapped in the face by an unknown boy. If this scene fell into the eyes of others, he would probably lose his face and become the laughing stock of the entire ancient martial arts world.
At this moment, Zhang Yang was furious, veins stood up on his forehead, the overwhelming evil energy condensed into substance, and his eyes were red and ready to spit fire.
Strictly speaking, Ye Fan's two whips are indeed strong, but he has been tempering his body with Tiancai Dibao since he was a child, and his body is extremely strong. There are only whip marks on his face, but no muscles and bones. He can be cured by applying plaster afterwards.
However, what is more unbearable than the physical pain is the inner humiliation and shame.
Those two whips not only hit his face, but also whipped his soul, driving him into extreme madness.
At this time, the great elder in the distance said loudly: "Young Master, let me take action and kill this boy!"
"No!"
Zhang Yang refused immediately, then turned to look at Ye Fan, with a dark light blooming in his eyes, and gritted his teeth and said:
"I will kill him myself and use his blood to wash away the humiliation!"
The great elder pondered for a moment after hearing the words, and said no more, because he knew that if Zhang Yang failed to take revenge, he was afraid that cracks would appear in the Taoist heart, and inner demons would arise, which would lead to instability in the realm and even the possibility of regression.
Suddenly, Zhang Yang put his hand on the handle of the knife at his waist, and then suddenly drew the knife.
"Qiang!"
A sword cry like a dragon roared through the clouds, cracked the rocks, and shot straight into the sky.
After that, the refined sword light flashed, even under the blue sky and white sun, it was dazzling and illuminated all four eyes.
The next moment, Ye Fan's attention was attracted by the long knife in his hand.
Looking closely, the knife is four feet long, and the blade surface is so smooth that it can almost reflect your face. There are faint cloud patterns. It is obviously made after thousands of times of hard work.
The blade of the sword is wide and thick, and it requires amazing strength and control to wield the sword with great force.
Even from a long distance, you can feel a strong evil aura, which is even worse than the obsession of the resentful ghosts in the whip. It seems that if you chop at will, you can split the space and make the ghosts and gods break things.
Even Ye Fan, who was used to seeing magic weapons, couldn't help but sigh:
"Good knife!"
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As the first ancient martial arts family, the Zhang family has inherited it for hundreds of years, and the wealth they have accumulated far exceeds ordinary people's imagination.
As the second youngest son of the Zhang family, Zhang Yang has a high status in the family and the resources he possesses are also exaggerated.
At this moment, he was holding a long sword, as if he had changed into a different person, and his movements revealed a domineering power, like a god of war, and the air around him was stagnant.
Even if his realm is still only at the peak of the Xuan realm, even if there is an Earth realm master in front of him, he will be frightened and trembling, unable to exert his strength.
"The name of the sword is Thunder!"
Zhang Yang raised his head and introduced it like a show off: "This sword is from my Zhang family's collection. It is ranked 87th on the list of 100 soldiers. It is said that a strong man once wielded this sword and cut off the thunder of the nine heavens. The sword absorbed the thunder.
The power of this weapon produces weapon spirits! The murderous spirit is rising in the sky, and the ghosts and gods are weeping in the cold light! Boy, it is your honor to be able to die under this sword, so I will punish you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Yang held the thunder knife in his hand and took one step forward, flying several feet away like thunder and wind.
"Boom!"
The ground shook and stone fragments flew, as if an ancient evil god was trampling the earth. It was so powerful and brave that it wanted to crush all the enemies in front!
"Stab it!"
Thunder rumbled across the sky, the roar of swords and the roar of the wind could not be heard, tearing out a trail of silence, enough to kill everyone.
"Kyushu is angry and relies on wind and thunder!"
Zhang Yangyi
Shouting loudly, the inner energy in the Dantian poured into the Thunder Knife, and the blade glowed brightly and dazzlingly.
Not only that, the energy and martial arts will of his whole body were also integrated into it. He was advancing without retreating, living towards death, and the man and sword merged into one, reaching a mysterious state.
A slash of the sword is like rolling thunder, enough to pierce through everything in the way.
Even if the divine thunder was not actually triggered, there was still an extremely powerful sense of oppression that was unstoppable.
In the Zhang family, although Zhang Yang is not well-known, his strength is comparable to that of his brother Zhang Kuang.
At least Zhang Kuang couldn't compare to him without using the "Blood Burning Nine-Patterned Dragon" secret technique.
However, in the face of this most powerful and domineering blow, Ye Fan was not only not afraid, but also showed a joking smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was looking at a child, not taking it into consideration at all.
Such contempt further aroused the anger in Zhang Yang's heart, making him blind and roaring:
"Boy, go to hell!!!"
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Twenty meters, ten meters, five meters...
The thundering knife was getting closer and closer to Ye Fan, and the sharp sword seemed to break him to pieces.
However, Ye Fan still stood where he was, with roots growing under his feet and not moving at all.
Not only did he not hide, he also had no intention of using the magic whip, and watched helplessly as the thundering knife struck towards his face.
In Zhang Yang's opinion, this kind of behavior is seeking death.
In this situation, even if the gods come down to earth, they can't save him!
The smooth blade of the Thunder Knife even reflected Ye Fan's face, which was still as smooth as ever.
At the critical moment, Ye Fan's eyes flashed, as if billions of stars were blooming, and his voice pierced the sky:
"Golden Divine Armor, Black Tortoise Appears!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fan's body glowed with golden light. The armor condensed from his inner strength covered his whole body, as if he had recreated a red sun out of thin air. The bright light made it difficult to open his eyes.
Compared with this golden armor, Silver Armor Guard's mithril armor is like a pile of scrap metal.
“Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish!!!”
In an instant, the Xuanwu Seven Constellations, Dou, Niu, Nu, Xu, Danger, Room, and Wall in the northern sky suddenly shined, and seven stars descended, condensing into a strange beast in front of Ye Fan.
Looking closely, the strange beast is like a combination of a black tortoise and a giant python. Its bodies are intertwined and seem to be one body. It is suspended in the air, but it gives people a feeling of being as solid as gold and as heavy as a stone. It is the legendary Xuanwu.
Divine beast!
Even though it was just a shadow, it still revealed the supreme sacred aura. As soon as it appeared, it severely suppressed Zhang Yang's power.
If ordinary people saw it, they would probably bow down and worship him on the spot.
"Zheng!"
The next moment, Zhang Yang's knife struck the phantom of the Xuanwu beast, sparks flying everywhere.
However, this devastating sword did not cause any change in the shadow of the Xuanwu beast.
On the contrary, it was Zhang Yang who was greatly shaken. He took more than ten steps back before he could barely stand still. The jaw of his right hand holding the knife was cracked by the force of the shock, and bright red blood flowed out.
Looking at Ye Fan who was wearing golden armor and protected by Xuanwu from a distance, Zhang Yang's face changed drastically, and his heart was filled with huge waves. He was so surprised that he couldn't be more surprised.
He never expected that Ye Fan would still hide such a trump card. Not only did this knife not cause any harm to Ye Fan, but he suffered a backlash.
Fortunately, the Thunder Sword is a magic weapon on the Hundred Weapons List. If it had been replaced by another weapon, it would have been shattered by the Xuanwu Phantom.
"Xuanwu Divine Beast, True Martial Breath!"
Suddenly, Zhang Yang couldn't help but exclaimed, stared at Ye Fan, and said word by word: "Boy, you are obviously from the Maoshan Sect, how can you learn the secret skills of the Wudang Sect?"
With Zhang Yang's status, his vision is naturally beyond the reach of ordinary people, and he can recognize the origin of this basalt beast at a glance.
Xuanwu is the God of the North. He not only represents the divine beast that is a combination of tortoise and snake, but also represents the supreme "Zhenwu Emperor" in Taoism!
In the Taoist sect, the Wudang sect worships Emperor Zhenwu as its main god, and the word "Wudang" in its sect is derived from the phrase "who is not worthy of Zhenwu".
And now, Ye Fan is holding the treasure of the Maoshan Sect to hit the magic whip, and he is also using the magical power of the Wudang Sect. How can Zhang Yang not be surprised by this?