Ungodly Evil Spirit

Chapter 170: Sword broken and killed

"Hmph, I know you have a method of breaking the space, but before my Changhong sword, you have no chance to use it!" Ling Yue said in Ye Fan's heart, any powerful martial arts must have a release process. Changhong Jianmang, swift and fierce, would not give Ye Fan this opportunity.

"Since you are so confident, I will compare swords with you!" Ye Fan's face remained calm, and the cuffs were full of white light as he spoke, and he was also full of sharp sword aura.

With Tu Dao Pill, as long as it is not a perverted martial skill like the magical fist, almost all can be used indefinitely with sufficient mental power, and the sword in the sleeve is no exception at this moment.

"call out!"

A sharp white light flew out from the cuffs, and went straight to Ling Yue's eyebrows with a sound of breaking through the air.

"Huh, little bugs!" Facing this sword light, Ling Yue's face was full of disdain. With a wave of Changhong in his hand, he cut the white light with great accuracy, defeating with one blow.

"Don't worry, there's more!" Ye Fan's mouth turned with a sneer, and he waved his sleeves.

"Shoo..."

The sound of breaking through the air sounded one after another, and the white light from the cuffs of Ye Fan couldn't help shooting out without interruption, and it was five times in the blink of an eye.

"Drink, look at my Qianqiu swordsmanship!" Ling Yue finally took a trace of caution on his face. He could perceive the power of these white lights, and the power of the sword in the sleeve as a mid-xuan stage martial art was naturally not covered.

If Ling Yue doesn't deal with it well at this moment, he is very likely to be tied into a hornet's nest.

"And swordsmanship?"

Seeing the Changhong sword dancing in front of him, Ye Fan was a little surprised. The position of the Changhong sword flying was extremely exquisite, and it crushed the sword light in the sleeves just right, making it impossible to get close to Ling Yue one meter in front of him.

"Swordsmanship is good, let's see how you pick it up this time!" Ye Fan said lightly, waving his sleeves together, a total of ten sword lights shot out from the sleeves, the sharp aura almost tore everything, breaking the space.

This is the maximum amount that Ye Fan can use at the moment. Add one more and his spirit will collapse, but this kind of mental power is a hundred times that of a normal person.

The sword lights in the sleeves all appeared in extremely tricky directions, shooting at several blind spots and weaknesses in Ling Yue respectively. This was the result of Ye Fan's analysis through Qianqiu's swordsmanship, and it can be described as a loophole in this swordsmanship.

"Hmph, what's the bad answer!" Ling Yue's face sank again, but the words were still arrogant, and he directly retracted the Changhong Sword in front of him, and at the same time shouted: "Changhong Guanri, protect my body!"

"Swipe!"

With the fall of his voice, the Changhong sword in front of him suddenly spun like a spiral, and for a time the white light lased, making it extremely dazzling.

The pure white strength of the pure yuan has spontaneously formed a shield on the Changhong Sword, with the help of the Changhong Sword's aura, to firmly protect Ling Yue inside.

The power of the spirit soldier lies not only in attack, but also in protection.

"Bang bang bang..." The sword light in the sleeves shot in, only a muffled sound was made, and it was impossible to penetrate the arc formed by the Changhong sword.

"How is it? Do you feel weak and regret the previous decision." Feeling his absolute safety, Ling Yue couldn't help but sneer at the opposite person.

Ye Fan dared to challenge him openly in the public. At this moment, it was natural for Ye Fan to regret it and ended up miserably. The successive failures of the sword in the sleeve gave Ling Yue this confidence.

Ye Fan still had the original faint expression and did not respond.

"Hmph, no need to pretend, to deal with you, I only need one sword!"

Ye Fan’s non-response made Ling Yue feel like a self-talking fool. He immediately lost the patience to play with Ye Fan. He retracted the Changhong Sword, splitting the last blade of sword light in his sleeve, and was about to accumulate his strength to cut out one that was enough to defeat. Ye Fan's sword arc suddenly heard a faint voice from above his head: "Your last sword, I am afraid there is no chance!"

The voice was flat, it was Ye Fan's usual tone, and Ling Yue's heart was shocked by these words, and he suddenly raised his head.

"brush!"

Only the dazzling golden light came into the eyes, making Ling Yue blind for an instant, and the overbearing power shocked Ling Yue's mind, familiar and fearful.

"You...you are cheating!" Ling Yue understood in an instant that those white sword lights were completely miscalculated by Ye Fan, and the figure in front of him was simply the phantom produced by Ye Fan after he left.

Due to the high speed, the phantom has not had time to dissipate.

"It's you who have been pretending. I just need a punch to deal with you!" Ye Fan's tone was flat, but his power became stronger and stronger. The golden light filled the sky, and the space on the battle platform began to tremble.

"Huanshi Shenquan, break it for me!"

Finally, with the appearance of this voice, the entire space burst open, and only a piece of daylight appeared in front of everyone, the vastness and colorlessness, as if connected to the more distant void.

"No..." A hysterical shout was drowned in the day and slowly dissipated.

Ling Yue had seen the power of the magical fist at the beginning, relying on it to break through the ghost array, and experiencing it personally at this moment is even more endless fear.

"What a great martial arts, it actually has the ability to shatter the space, this child is really a child of the Northern Territory?" This is the common idea of ​​the four sect envoys present, and Ye Fan couldn't help but look at it more differently.

Under the surprise of the sect envoy, the space was slowly restored. At this moment, the heaven and earth battle platform had completely dissipated, and two figures appeared on the flat ground, one embarrassed and the other indifferent.

The embarrassed person was naturally Ling Yue. At this moment, he saw him with disheveled head and blood, bowed and barely stood with the Changhong sword.

Except for Ye Fan's face slightly paler, he remained as before, standing quietly, staring sharply at the person in front of him.

"Haha...hahaha!" Although Ling Yue was embarrassed and was hit hard by this punch, he laughed abruptly. The jade-faced handsome face had long been completely different, and he looked a little ugly: "Ye Fan, I didn’t expect that your last reliance would still not be able to kill me. I really want to know, what is your ability to let me kill me."

While speaking, Ling Yue slowly straightened his body, picked up Changhong in his hand and pointed at Ye Fan, which was quite a powerhouse. Shame and not face, although he is embarrassed at the moment, all he wants is face.

A long rainbow will reach a strong person who guards one level and one level. Although the spiritual energy is weaker at this moment, it is enough to save Ling Yue's life.

Ye Fan smiled coldly after hearing this, ten drops of demon blood already appeared in his hand, and said lightly: "When the blood is condensed, the sword will self-destruct, the man will self-destruct, and my promise will come true!"

After that, under Ling Yue's puzzled gaze, Ye Fan threw the blood into the air. The moment it flew out, the blood was really condensed as Ye Fan had said, and the majestic burst out instantly. Power.

At this moment, Ling Yue had been severely injured by the magical fist of the world, and so was the spirit soldier. Under Ye Fan's estimation, ten drops of blood were enough.

"Go!" Ye Fan pointed at the drop of condensed blood. Suddenly, the blood swelled rapidly, and the blood gleamed through the sky. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a thick or thin blood column, approaching with an unstoppable force. Ling Yue, who was close at hand, shot.

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