Chapter 1039 I'm afraid I won't be able to take it away
Warriors from Japan came to fight.
Ye Fan took a look and said, "Then let's deal with them first!"
The white man raised the corner of his mouth, held a huge fist in his hand, and a majestic fist surged into the sky, as if he was holding a great mountain and smashing it down.
The punches were fierce, but even if six of the opponents joined forces, the white man couldn't beat him.
Ye Fan's figure disappeared on the spot and went straight into the sky.
Suddenly, a violent and raging sword energy appeared in the sky, and it kept crushing down. A giant sword appeared above the high clouds, and the sword energy began to overflow.
The pressure of this sword attracted the attention of countless people.
As if the supreme sword intent that shocked the past and the present was crushed down, the warriors who entered the holy realm looked up one after another, with solemn expressions on their faces.
"...This...who is this person? How can he have such a strong sword intention?"
"What a terrifying sword energy. Is this... a method of cultivating immortals? Could it be that he is the most popular star cultivator in China recently, Ye Fan, the leader of the Beidou Sect?"
"Isn't this person more than a saint? No, he is not a warrior at all, so what level will he be in the realm of immortality?"
"..."
Countless people were shocked and surprised.
Ye Fan's body and the giant sword merged into one, forming a human-sword fusion. He looked down at the people below and said slowly:
"Everyone, I am a peace-loving person who has no grievances or grudges. I am happy to make friends with you. But those who challenged me before and wanted to take my life, forgive me for not letting you live. Now I want to
What we need to deal with is Japan’s provocateurs. If you don’t want to be affected, please retreat temporarily!”
The power should be displayed to make people fearful, so as to make more noise.
This is part of the plan.
Discouraging irrelevant personnel is also part of the plan.
As soon as these words came out.
Sure enough, someone stepped back.
"It was him, he was the one who killed my grandson..."
Wu Xun, a warrior who has entered the holy realm of Amaterasu Sect, stared at Ye Fan, his eyes filled with murderous intent, wishing to eat Ye Fan alive, and wanted to kill him, but was stopped by someone.
An old man stopped him and said:
"Wuxun, don't worry. This man is an immortal cultivator with good strength. You can't withstand this sword. It's not easy to kill him. Why don't you let him fight with others first? Let's watch his moves and find his way.
There is an old saying in China: Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you be victorious in every battle."
"Back off for now!"
The old man gave the order.
Someone immediately said: "But the Fountain of Youth is still here."
The old man said: "Don't panic, the six major sects and many foreign warrior alliances are watching. No one can easily take away the Fountain of Youth, not even Ye Fan. Whoever holds the Fountain of Youth is a public enemy. I am not afraid that he will not take it.
I'm afraid that if he doesn't dare to take it, he will die if he takes it."
As soon as these words came out, everyone stepped back.
Not only the people of the Amaterasu Sect retreated, but the Taichu Sect, Luotian Palace, American warriors, European warriors, etc. also retreated.
They all knew that no one could take away the Fountain of Youth under the eyes of so many people, and naturally they were not worried about Ye Fan taking it away. The key was that he couldn't take it away.
If you want to seize the Fountain of Youth, you must pay a heavy price.
On the Taichu Sect side.
Everyone looked at Ye Fan's figure.
"Brother, isn't this Ye Fan here for the Fountain of Youth?" Gong Qimeng frowned slightly, a little confused, and said:
"The ruins are so big, but he chose to fight here. I don't think his purpose is pure."
Rocky was silent for a while and said: "I'm afraid he came here for the Fountain of Youth. You don't know how many people here are staring at the Fountain of Youth. Once he gets involved, he will definitely become the target of a gang fight, and he will die miserably."
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About what others think.
Ye Fan doesn't care, his goal is the Fountain of Youth.
He knew that many enemies were observing him, waiting for an opportunity to kill him.
This is how it is in a place of spiritual practice. Opportunities and crises always accompany each other. If you want the fountain of youth, you have to accept such a cruel environment.
Holding the Yin-Yang Ruler and integrating the Sword of the Sky, the endless sword energy continuously cuts everything around, the space is shredded, and the quicksand sweeps crazily.
Looking down.
Many people retreated, but there were still some who refused to retreat.
There were also people from the European Holy See organization who stayed at the scene to help Ye Fan fight the six warriors who had entered the holy realm in Japan.
Swing your sword!
Cut it off!
The sharp edge of the giant sword fell from the sky, trying to split open this endless desert. The sword energy surged violently, flying up a huge amount of yellow sand and splashing in all directions, up to a hundred meters high.
"Break his sword power!"
The Japanese warriors were crazy and confident, waving their swords one after another.
Not only the six warriors who entered the holy realm, but also dozens of warriors who broke through the mortal realm came to kill, just to block the terrifying sword light from this sword.
Crazy sand was exploding, filling the air, and the field of vision was severely blocked, making it difficult to see clearly.
The power of the sword is as fierce as the roaring mountains and seas, but it still cannot stop the sharp edge of the giant sword.
A sword slashed down, and the power of the sword was shattered.
The sword light slashed straight, unstoppable. The Japanese warriors were frightened on their faces. They wanted to dodge, but they were unable to do so. The sword energy cut first, and a small blood streak appeared on their faces, and then the giant sword struck.
"No……"
"don't want……"
They are panicked, they are afraid, death is approaching infinitely, and they have been unable to avoid it.
Flesh and blood flew everywhere, blood splattered in all directions, and broken limbs flew into the distance.
And this giant sword did not stop.
A sword slashed directly, thousands of miles away, flying up the sand, slashing down furiously, the surface was turbulent, as if an earthquake of magnitude 18 had occurred, several cracks appeared on the ground, and a deep chasm reached ten thousand meters away, continuously extending to
distance.
Those who had previously given in continued to retreat.
The power of the sword was still spreading, and the sword energy was still raging. They blocked it and retreated at the same time.
"This sword is so strong!"
"Retreat, keep retreating, this person is too strong."
"I'm afraid this person's cultivation level is already above the Saint Realm."
"..."
Continue to back up.
Especially through the splashing flying sand, we can see the battlefield clearly. The figures from Japan's Kingdom broke through the mortal realm and died, three of them died in the holy realm, and the other three were seriously injured and flew away.
Rotten meat was flying everywhere, and bright red blood dyed the yellow sand red.
The power of this sword is strong enough!
Countless people were shocked.
Even those warriors who did not withdraw in time were affected, seriously injured and dying.
Only the warriors of the European Holy See were spared.
"Martial warriors of Japan, don't run away!"
Three Japanese people who entered the holy realm were seriously injured and tried to escape, but people from the Holy See rushed up to them, slashed them with their hands, and beheaded them.
One sword kills the enemy.
There are still some people who are unwilling to withdraw and are affected here. When they look at Ye Fan at this moment, their eyes are filled with fear.
Ye Fan just glanced at them and looked at the fountain of youth imprisoned in the sky.
It was only about one pot, not much, but it attracted countless strong people to compete for it.
This thing must be precious.
When he looked at the Fountain of Youth, the onlookers were shocked, while some also sneered.
Ye Fan said: "Brothers from the Holy See, you still don't want to take it?"
The white man from the Holy See jumped up, holding the small seal and formation in one hand, holding the Fountain of Youth in his hand, and immediately came to Mark's side.
He handed it to Ye Fan and said: "Ye, you take it with you and we will break up the rear."
Ye Fan's eyes glanced around in the distance, and there were countless hostile looks. Even people who had no hatred for him before showed murderous intent at this moment, and he immediately said:
"You take him away first, and I'll stop you later. I'm stronger than you."
Unexpectedly, the white man said: "Just because you are strong, there is a greater chance that you can take her away. I...I'm afraid I can't take you away."
Ye Fan sneered.
Both of them understood that whoever held the Fountain of Youth would become the target of group fights.
Ye Fan took it, smiled evilly, and said:
"Since you have said so, then I would rather obey your orders than be respectful."