On the Broken Dragon Platform.
The battle between Yang Fan and Ximen Floating Snow was extremely cruel and endless. Between the two evildoers, one person must have fallen.
One is the number one evildoer in ancient and modern times, with unparalleled fighting body and invincible defense. The other is the first sword repair of the young generation, who has the true inheritance of the master sword Shen Ye Jue Jue, the invincible sword intent, sweeping everything.
However, in this peak duel, Yang Fan still had the absolute upper hand. That fleshy shell was nothing like what a human could possess. Even the Peerless Swordsmanship of Ximen Piaoxue would not be able to tear its defenses.
At the moment, Ximen Piaoxue finally got an insight into Yang Fan's "weakness", and he did not hesitate to lose a lot of vitality, and directly sacrificed his own life sword energy to attack Yang Fan's sea-conscious soul. This is a desperate fight, tragic and unbelievable, not you. , I am dead.
Fortunately, he "won the bet." As he expected, the soul is indeed Yang Fan’s “weakness”. Even its soul can be said to be extremely weak. I am afraid it is more inferior than the ordinary emperor, and he has almost never encountered it. Resistance, his tens of thousands of life and death sword aura, as thin as a silk, has successfully entered Yang Fan's sea of consciousness, occupying Yang Fan's sea of consciousness, and in an instant, Yang Fan's life and death are completely in his hands. As long as he is willing, a single thought can shred Yang Fan's sea of consciousness, shatter his head, and let him die without a place to bury him! ! !
"Little beast, kneel down for me!!!" At this moment, Ximen Piaoxue is like the godless king who has mastered everything, dominating the world, overlooking Yang Fan, completely grasped, completely crushed, "Little beast, you said Ben How should you concoct you?"
Just detonate the sword energy directly and kill this little beast. It would be too cheap. This little beast would dare to kill Feixue in a frenzied manner. If you don’t tell this little beast to know what it means to survive, you can’t die. , How to be worthy of the thousands of years of brotherhood between myself and Feixue.
Talking.
Skinning, cramping, deboning... All kinds of cruel punishments flashed back and forth in Simon Piaoxue's mind.
What kind of torture should be used
MD, thinking about so many things to do, it's all over again. With this little beast's physique, he can't even think about it.
Eight sacred camps.
"Okay! Okay! Little beast, you also have today, Ximen nephew, must not let the little beast easily." The true dragon saint master gritted his teeth, the true dragon is indestructible, and the two of Bai Chen, they are both young people. The top enchanting genius of the generation is expected to be promoted to the realm of the quasi-emperor in the future. They are the core tianjiao of their true dragon holy land, and they have fallen in the hands of that little beast. This hatred, this hatred, is not shared! It is difficult to wash even if the water is poured out from all over the world.
"Good! Good! Good! Piaoxue disciple, that's it, humiliating the little beast fiercely, let him know what regret is!!!" Sword Shenye said three good words in isolation, his face twisted, and he was shocked. Like an evil ghost, compared to the true dragon holy lord, his hatred for Yang Fan is more than that. Don’t look at this time the Hundred Sects of Tianjiao Fight. They have a sword god and four sword gods in the Sword God Villa. , The five top enchanting evildoers, but this just coincides with the world of great controversy, and the talent is blown out. If it is replaced in other ages, tens of thousands of years, even tens of thousands of years, there is not necessarily one.
Now that three people have been lost at once, this loss has gone too far.
Saint Pole Sect camp.
"Damn it! This beast, Ann dare to do this!!!"
"Asshole, Simon Piaoxue, you must die!!!"
"Roar, bullying too much! Really bullying too much!!!"
Yue Tianpeng and the others spurted blood in their eyes, their livers and gallbladders were split, one by one, like the beasts that were thoroughly angered, wanted to eat people, but killed people but nodded, Yang Fan has already been defeated, why tortured him like this, in the final analysis, Yang Fan killed Ximen Feixue and others, everything was forced by the situation.
Participate in Tianjiao seats.
"It's all like this, and you can actually make Simon Piaoxue turn defeat into victory. This little beast is completely silly, and even his brain is full of fucking muscles! Knowing that you can't do it, you and his mother can't do it. I will prepare a few pieces of Divine Soul Supreme Treasure!!!" True Dragon Saint Son, True Dragon Wushuang, directly scolded Yang Fan for a dog-blood sprinkler. He hated Yang Fan and wanted to eat his flesh and drink his blood, but he even hoped to be able to pick it off with his own hands. This little beast's dog's head is 350 billion, which is a full 350 billion points. All of this should belong to this seat. It is good now, all of which are cheap Ximen Piaoxue's bastard.
Moreover, there is a great horror in life and death. After this life and death tempering, Simon's mood of falling snow will inevitably change. In the sword, he will definitely be brave and diligent. In this way, even he wants to beat this Simon. Snow, it's hard to say.
On the Broken Dragon Platform.
Suddenly, Ximen Piaoxue's sword eyebrows frowned, and he said angrily, "Little beast, don't you kneel down on this seat. If you don't see the coffin, you won't cry, this seat will first teach you a little bit of a lesson for this little beast, so that you can understand what is meant by artificial sword I am fish!!!"
"Rumble..."
Ximen Piaoxue's thoughts turned, and he directly inspired some of his life lessons, preparing to show Yang Fan a little bit of color, and let him know that what he said just now was not bragging or forcing him. His life and death were completely between his own thoughts. .
However, he breathed past.
Yang Fan still stood quietly, without any discomfort.
"How... how could it be, you... how could you be okay..." Ximen Piaoxue's complexion suddenly changed, looking at Yang Fan as if looking at the legend. Although the ghosts and charms in the middle of the game were just to teach Yang Fan a lesson, and did not completely detonate the massive sword energy in the sea of knowledge, it was enough to severely inflict Yang Fan's spirit, causing his headache to split, and the bleeding of his seven orifices.
"A self-righteous idiot~ idiot..." Yang Fan curled his lips in disdain, and said, "Who told you that the soul is my shortcoming?"
"Impossible! This is impossible! A person's energy is limited, and only one master can go further on the road of martial arts. You are invincible, and you must be the way of intensive cultivation, neglecting the power of the soul... ..." Ximen Piaoxue's eyes glared, repeatedly denying that there are no martial artists who take care of everything, but balanced development often means mediocrity. Thinking about them, these enchanting talents, which one is not specializing in one, just like today As for his achievements, as for other shortcomings, he can completely make up for it with the power of magic weapons, but he did not feel a trace of the soul of the treasure in Yang Fan.
"A true genius, how can a waste like you understand it!!!" Yang Fan smiled contemptuously, people's energy is limited, only one who is good at one can go further on the road of martial arts? It's all nonsense. What is Tianjiao's evil evildoer is to dare not ordinary people can't, otherwise, what's the difference between it and salted fish.
"Roar! I don't believe it, I don't believe it..." Ximen Piaoxue burst out with a heart-piercing scream.
next moment... ... .
No longer caring about torturing or not torturing Yang Fan, with a thought in his heart, he fully detonated Yang Fan's life and sword energy in the knowledge of the sea.
"Born Sword Qi! Blast me! Boom! Boom..."
"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"... ... ..
The innate sword qi that was dense and dense like a sea of sword qi, densely packed in Yang Fan's sea of knowledge, completely exploded under the control of Ximen Piaoxue, and blasted wildly in Yang Fan's sea of knowledge.
However, it was clear that there was still no use for birds. With Yang Fan's terrifying soul power, Ximen Piaoxue's offensive made Yang Fan feel bitten by a mosquito at best.
At the same time, there was a short dead silence directly in the square stands.
The expressions on the faces of every warrior who watched the battle were completely stiff, and their thinking suddenly stopped.
Including the emperor Shang Tianxun, no one can accept all this in front of him.
With the strength of Ximen Piaoxue's cultivation, once he is completely detonated in the sea of knowledge by his life sword aura, except for these supreme quasi-emperors, the rest, including the top invincible emperor like Yue Tianpeng, are often If you don't die, you have to become idiots.
Unless Yang Fan's spirit power has reached the quasi-emperor supreme level, but is this possible
Cultivation is good, but it is difficult to improve the soul. This is not just a talk.
Even a peerless evildoer like Zhenwu Shengzi, the combat power is even enough to crush many invincible emperors, but in terms of the power of the soul, it is often not much stronger than the top emperors of the same realm.
Saint Pole Sect camp.
"God bless, God bless..." Yue Tianpeng and others were so shocked that they couldn't say anything other than saying God bless. They could only have the ups and downs in life. It was really too exciting and exciting. , Some true disciples who were almost mentally endurable had even fainted in the past.
On the contrary, the three daughters of Luo Jiahui pouted and muttered disdainfully. They told you that my cousin Yang Fan (junior brother, master) is the strongest. You guys, just worry, a little Ximen Piaoxue. How could it hurt my cousin Yang Fan (junior brother, master).
The old faces of Yue Tianpeng and others who said straightforwardly were blushing, and he and others were really embarrassed and lost home, and there were not a few little girls who could see it thoroughly.
at this time... ... ..
On the Broken Dragon Platform.
Yang Fan moved his neck, and a smirk crossed the corner of his mouth, "Well, after having been with you for so long, it's my turn."
"Rumble..."
A round of swallowing black holes suddenly flashed in Yang Fan's boundless sea of knowledge.
The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: Thanks for the reward of a pot of wine, there are sixty flowers, and there will be a third update tonight.