The action of a warrior who has entered the holy realm has been highly anticipated.
For most sects, it is difficult to access the Mortal Realm, and the Saint Realm is a legendary existence, if it were not for the emergence of the ruins.
Even the Sixth Sect and the Three Immortals Sect were alarmed. Usually it is rare to see warriors who have entered the holy realm. Basically, they only hear about it in legends.
Therefore, the battle scene of a warrior who has entered the holy realm is the scene of everyone's attention.
This Saint Realm warrior from the Japanese Kingdom is full of arrogance. Although they have investigated Ye Fan's achievements and looted and killed Saint Realm, he is not weak and he is not weak.
The long knife in his hand pointed straight ahead, the blade trembled slightly and made a slight sound, and the air around him seemed to be trembling.
"Chinese people, when you speak big words, you need to be strong."
After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and waved the knife.
The intention of the rolling knife was like thunder, rushing forward, sweeping the surrounding quicksand, cut into pieces by the knife energy, and a large amount of quicksand rushed and killed with the arrogant sword light.
His figure followed, and he slashed at Ye Fan with his sword, trying to split the desert.
Ye Fan was very calm. He had no sympathy for the Japanese warriors. He raised his hand and unleashed the majestic sword energy. An invisible force of suppression appeared in the air around him.
The power of the great avenues in all directions resonated, and the Yin-Yang Ruler in his hand turned into an endless sharp sword.
With one sword slash, the sword's power was astonishing, like a rainbow hanging upside down.
The swords are facing each other, tugging at the heartstrings of countless people.
Clang!
Sparks shot out and swords collided. When everyone wanted to see who could hold on to the stalemate, they found that the sword power did not last for half a second and was directly broken.
The warrior who entered the holy realm of Japan was very surprised. His eyes widened and he couldn't believe it. He didn't expect that his sword power could be broken so easily. The opponent's power was beyond his imagination.
"You...you are so strong..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a stronger sword intent surged out, shattering his sword light.
He wanted to escape, but it was too late.
puff!
The shoulder was scratched by the sword light, and a deep blood gash appeared. A large amount of blood soaked in it, dyeing the clothes red, and the hot blood continued to flow.
Ye Fan snorted coldly and swung his sword again.
This sword will kill the saint in front of me.
"Cut mountains and rivers with one sword!"
The sword light is enough to cut through mountains and rivers, it is so powerful that the quicksand is cut off, and it rushes over quickly.
Just then!
Five figures appeared behind the Japanese warriors. They were extremely fast and rushed over to block Ye Fan's sword light.
Clang, clang, clang...
The five of them cut off the martial arts killing light and finally cut off Ye Fan's sword light.
The five people also retreated one after another, two of them looked slightly pale, and the five of them looked at Mark in disbelief.
"You...what kind of cultivation are you?"
"Is this the cultivator?"
"The hottest new star in China is indeed worthy of his reputation. He is very strong and worth fighting for."
"The warriors from our country of Japan have been plundered and killed. Their strength is really extraordinary. Today I want your soul to pay tribute to the dead people of our country."
"You can enter the holy realm to deal with you, and you may be killed by you, but what if there are six of them."
The five of them are all saints, they all come from Japan, they all have the same hatred, and they all want to kill Ye Fan.
The six people stood side by side, their eyes filled with murderous intent.
From that move, it can be seen that although they are from Japan, they should come from different schools, including the Ba Dao style, the Lancet style, and the Beichen sword style...
Ye Fan looked at the six saints in front of him and glanced around.
There were tens of thousands of people watching, from various countries. Many of them had hostile eyes, but they had not taken action for the time being.
"Whoever wants to join forces, please come together!"
As soon as these words came out.
Everyone started talking about it.
"I guess, this Ye Fan is too arrogant. Faced with the siege of six warriors who have entered the holy realm, he actually dares to shout at the people outside. He is so crazy."
These six Japanese warriors who have reached the holy realm are even more angry.
This is naked contempt for them.
"Chinese people, don't be arrogant!"
Immediately, someone came to kill him with a sword.
Invoking the power of heaven and earth, he swept the surrounding quicksand to kill him, turned into a line of light and shadow, and waved the long knife in his hand, making endless cuts with the shadow of the knife.
The sword light was very domineering, as if it wanted to split this space.
Ye Fan jumped up high, reaching an altitude of thirty meters, and skillfully avoided the light of his sword.
The other five who had entered the holy realm also came over.
Ye Fan's eyes were not focused on them, but looking towards the Fountain of Youth not far away.
There are more Saint Realm warriors and Mortal Realm warriors over there, all waiting for an opportunity to compete for the Fountain of Youth. Some people are already fighting, and there are all kinds of magical powers.
Ye Fan lowered his head and glanced at the six people who came to kill him.
The figure flashed quickly and came to the side of a person who had entered the holy realm. He was very close. A sword light flashed across his sword, tearing through his sword. He stretched out his left hand and grabbed his shoulder.
Just throw it!
Throw it into the distant battlefield.
The figure disappeared again.
The speed is extremely fast, even those who have reached the Saint Realm cannot catch up.
Bang bang bang...
He raised his foot and kicked hard, several times, and kicked the person away.
They all hit the battlefield over there.
This scene stunned many people.
"This...does Ye Fan crush six people into the holy realm?"
"Are you going to take the battlefield that way? It's true that you are here for the Fountain of Youth."
"It's getting more and more lively. There are the Sixth Sect over there, the European Holy See, and the American Oko Alliance, all competing for the Fountain of Youth. It's getting lively now."
"..."
Ye Fan's goal is obvious, which is the Fountain of Youth.
He doesn't even know what the Fountain of Youth looks like now.
The figure walked quickly and finally came to the battlefield. When he saw the Saint who had been kicked away by him getting up, but was beaten violently by others, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
At the same time, some people noticed his arrival.
"Huaxia, Ye, I heard that you are very strong." The speaker was a white man, a warrior in the middle stage of the Saint Realm from the European Holy See. He continued with his bare hands, clenching a giant fist, and a full beard:
"What you practice is ancient cultivation methods, not martial arts. I have long wanted to learn from you. Now that you are here, let me take a look."
Finished!
Kill with one punch.
The force of the fist was frightening, causing the quicksand around him to condense into a giant fist. As his fist swung down, it was as if he was holding up a mountain and smashing it down.
Ye Fan didn't want to enmity with this person, but since the other party had already come to kill him, he had to take action.
Lift the sword.
Swing the sword.
A sharp sword light slashed into the air, cutting through the space, cutting through the air, and slashing towards the incoming giant fist.
Bang!
There was a loud bang and an explosion.
The giant fist formed by the quicksand was cut open by the sword light, and the sword light moved forward, cutting forward.
The white warrior was stunned for a moment, slightly shocked, his fist was broken, and he kept retreating. His giant fist was almost cut open, and his arm was useless.
Ye Fan said: "You are no match for me. If you come again, I will not show mercy."
The white man did not panic and said:
"Ye, you are very strong. I invite you to join us. Let's seize the Fountain of Youth together. When the time comes, you will have a share."
Ye Fan looked at the Fountain of Youth.
This fountain of youth can actually run away, but it is currently imprisoned by seals and formations. It is just a spring water. It may hide under the quicksand at any time and cannot be found again.
No one can tell where it will appear next.
At this moment, the Fountain of Youth was imprisoned in the air, constantly hitting the seal, as if it wanted to break free, but could not get out at all.
Ye Fan looked at the white people and asked: "How many of you are there? How strong are you?"
The white man stepped forward and said: "These dozen Saints are all our people, and they are very strong. It is not a problem to help you solve these Saints from Japan."
After finishing speaking, those few warriors from Japan who have reached the holy realm have already come to kill him.