Ungodly Evil Spirit

"Whether it's like you said, I have to fight to know, but I'm still a little confident to deal with you!" Ye Fan said with a relaxed look.

He was able to defeat Ding Yong when he was at the peak of the second layer, and now he has entered the third layer. How could he be inferior to Situ Ming who was also in the first stage of the fifth layer.

"Arrogant! Let this young master teach you a lesson today, so that you, disciple Ling Xiao, know what it is that there are people outside the world, there are people outside the sky!" For Ye Fan, Situ Ming could not bear it. This number of times demolished his platform. In a battle with Ye Fan, he couldn't swallow the breath in his heart.

"There are people outside the world, the words outside the sky seem more appropriate for me!" Situ Ming's words made Ye Fan's heart very funny. He knew the scenery of Qianqiu Mountain. Although it was equally powerful, it was as good as Lingxiao Palace. It's still a thousand miles away.

Situ Ming is already a core disciple in Qianqiu Mountain, but it is still the lowest level in the High Heaven Hall, which shows the foundation of the High Heaven Hall.

"I tasted my great seal!" Situ Ming only felt that he could not say anything about Ye Fan, so he didn't want to talk nonsense. He immediately shook his hands and quickly condensed into a big seal in front of him, with pictures of mountains and rivers, sun, moon and stars. At this moment, it is still slowly changing with the power of Hun Yuan, as if it were real.

"It's not stunned, it's vain, you are far from the real Qianqiu Great Seal!" Ye Fan secretly shook his head for the Great Seal that Situ Ming had already launched in front of him.

When he first met Qianqiu Dayin, he was in the Northern Territory. At that time, Dai Xuan used it, and later he was in Qianqiu Mountain to resist the beast tide. Ye Fan also saw that Qianqiu's disciples had used one or two, but as Qianqiu Mountain's most famous martial art. , This Qianqiu Great Seal depends on the comprehension of each person, and they are also different.

Among them, only the two characters used by Shadow Moon in the previous battle can be called powerful. The real Qianqiu Seal is definitely not so vain as Situ Ming at this moment.

"broken!"

Ye Fan screamed and used the dragon pattern double fists again. With his power comparable to the king-level quadruple monster beasts, plus the unique power of the dragon pattern double fists, it was enough to withstand this blow.

"Boom!" Long Wei suddenly appeared, and violently collided with the Qianqiu Dayin in front of him. Under the loud noise, Qianqiu Dayin was directly smashed to pieces, and Long Wei was still not dissipated, carrying a fist toward the rear The surprised Situ Ming continued to attack.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

Under the stunned gaze, Situ Ming was directly smashed back a few steps. Although he was not seriously injured this time, his chest was also overwhelmed, which was very uncomfortable.

"Even I can't beat a punch, your martial arts training is really a failure!" Ye Fan said faintly, shaking his head and sighing.

Situ Ming's face rose to the extreme, and his strength at the moment was enough to challenge the average Lingxiao disciple, but the one in front of him was very weird. Although his realm was not high, his strength was not so strong.

Suddenly, a more reasonable conjecture appeared in Situ Ming's mind, and he exclaimed: "Could it be that you are a body refiner?"

"Whatever you think, let me get rid of the acquaintance today, and vowed not to infringe on the Wen Family, otherwise I will definitely not let you live better!" Ye Fan responded coldly.

To say that he is a body refiner, it is indeed so. The first thing in the cultivation of the monster race is to refine the body. If it is not for the enhancement of physique, he will not be able to use many monsters' secret skills.

"Since you are a body refiner, it's easy to handle, look at my Huachun fan!" After hearing Ye Fan's words, Situ Ming's expression was delighted, and he immediately took out a fan from his waist.

"Spirit soldier!" Upon seeing this, Ye Fan exclaimed. It was not the spirit soldier's power that was surprised by this fan, but another special force. The weird soft-yin **** is somewhat similar.

"Lifting stick!" Seeing Situ Ming offering a Huachun fan, Ye Fan also offering his own spirit soldier, but not an ancient sword, but a very long stick.

The power of the ancient sword is too fierce, and the strength of softness and rigidity is not dominant. The power of the lift-off stick has a long history and is extremely stable, but it can fight Huachun fan.

"How can you have this thing on your body?"

Seeing Ye Fan took out the lift-off stick, Situ Ming was taken aback again. He knew this stick very well. With this thing, the advantage of Huachun Fan disappeared, and he was even faintly restrained.

After all, the fan is short and the stick is long, and the lift stick has many special abilities.

"Then you don't need to worry about it, just take it!" Ye Fan was too lazy to explain to Situ Mingduo, and threw a stick at him.

"I'm blocking!" Situ Ming yelled violently, and raised the Chinese spring fan with both hands and moved towards the top of the lift-off stick.

"Om..."

The two touched, and there was no very strong sound. The whole body of the lift-off stick trembles slightly, and the power of the spirit soldier seems to be all passed into the body, making Ye Fan's arm numb.

Situ Ming was even more uncomfortable, and the fan in his hand trembled rapidly and almost flew out of his hand.

Both the stick and the fan have the characteristics of being both rigid and flexible, so they are equal in power.

However, in terms of absolute strength, the lift-off stick is obviously better. Under a single blow, Situ Ming was directly shaken out in a tremor, rubbing his feet on the ground, and retreating nearly ten meters before he could stand firm. .

"Puff!" As soon as he stood still, Situ Ming blushed and spit out a mouthful of blood.

This is the power of softness, which seems to be nothing but internal injuries.

"Situ Ming, take me another stick!" Ye Fan had no plan to stop at the moment, and immediately pursued the victory with a stick and knocked down on Situ Ming.

"You...Look at my Situ Fei Needle!" Situ Ming had already given up his mind at this moment. At the same time as he violently retreated, a dazzling light suddenly lit up at the cuff, and then he saw a silver needle shoot out towards Ye Fan's heart. Away.

"Little brother, this is a hidden weapon peculiar to the Situ family. It is highly poisonous and can weaken the cultivation base. Don't be careful!" The moment the silver needle appeared, Sun Zheng immediately screamed.

It was just that he was accidentally injured by this hidden weapon, so his cultivation base regressed and his face was pale, otherwise with his strength, how could Situ Ming be arrogant and domineering.

After hearing this, Ye Fan looked at the silver needle that was getting closer and closer, but he didn't mean to stop. He understood Situ Ming's intention. If he gave up this victory, the silver needle could be avoided. Yes, but Ye Fan didn't want it, because he didn't have to give up.

"You..." Situ Ming, who was about to breathe a sigh of relief, raised his head to see Ye Fan who was continuing to rush towards him. He was shocked and had to pour all his body power into the Huachun Fan while holding it high above his head.

As long as Ye Fan was shot by the Silver Needle, he would also be hit by the lift-off stick, and neither of them wanted to escape.

"This stick will sweep you out!" When Ye Fan rushed forward, a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, completely turning a deaf ear to the concealed silver needle in front of him.