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Inside the Qingye Building, all the people were shocked!
In fact, most people know that this black-faced man is not the opponent of the Sword God.
It's just... No one thought that the sword god would kill him so effortlessly!
Yinghe and his party at the Ye Xiaomen, and many holy realms that have never seen Ye Fan, their expressions changed!
They didn't feel the slightest pressure on Ye Fan's body just now. At this moment, Ye Fan was out of its sheath like a sharp blade.
Bei Mo Ting and Yao Xian shook his head. The guy at Ye Xiaomen really didn't know how to live or die. Is it true that all the saints of the Immortal Palace are decorations? Can the name of the sword god be faked
No matter what these people think, Ye Fan plans to return to Wanhua Valley with a few women as soon as possible.
He needs to use Chu Yunyao's transmission device to take a shortcut back to Dazheng Imperial City, and then rush to the north at full speed.
According to the marching speed of Ye Huangtu and his party, if everything goes well, they will be there in half a day.
"Those who killed the old man want to leave?"
Yinghe smashed the wine cup in his hand, and the platinum thunder and lightning on his body was beating with a flash, and the huge body slammed into Ye Fan swiftly and violently!
"Ben Lei!"
Yinghe was surrounded by the power of chaos and the power of the white tiger's bloodline, like a ball of thunder and lightning, moving like a blast of thunder, directly hitting Ye Fan's body guard and sword intent!
"boom!"
With a blast, a hole in the floor was blasted!
Ye Fan, who was disintegrated twice, was knocked out in a daze!
The railing on the side of the building was smashed into pieces of wood, and Ye Fan fell out of the Qingye Tower!
"Husband!" Huarong paled when the girls saw this, and hurriedly chased them out.
For a while everyone looked sideways again and looked at Ying He!
Seeing such a sword intent, this golden messenger had to make a strong shot, and his strength was far beyond what everyone thought!
"What about the sword intent of the emperor, the old man, today, will personally destroy the myth of the sword intent of the emperor of your Shenlong clan!"
"The arrogant!" Ji Yuming, who was sitting there, immediately got up and desperately in irritation.
The other Shenlong ancestor next to him quickly stretched out his hand and pressed it, "Don't be impulsive! Sword God is okay..."
Ye Fan was really fine, he just didn't expect that he killed a Sacred Heart in seconds, and this Yinghe dared to do it.
Flying in the air, Ye Fan frowned. It seemed that if he didn't solve this Yinghe, even if he went back to the big march, the Divine Sword Sect would not be safe here.
"Husband, how are you?" Nian Rujiao and other women asked beside her.
Ye Fan waved his hand, "You retreat, it is not safe here, I solve him, and I will take you back together."
"Go back?" Yinghe grinned wickedly: "Look at the old man, you can't go back! You women, just leave it to the old man's men to enjoy!"
Before the words were over, Yinghe had already turned into a thunderbolt again, bursting from the building!
Ye Fan directly called out thousands of flying swords, forming a sword and shield in front of him!
"boom!"
With a blast, Yinghe's body was shaken out!
Seeing the huge sword and shield in front of him, Ying He squinted, "This swordsmanship is a bit interesting..."
Ye Fan didn't think so. It was just a carelessness just now. Otherwise, how could he hurt him by this trick.
Time is precious, Ye Fan directly called out the black giant sword while unfolding the dragon scale sword wings!
The sword will disintegrate!
Jin Yan suddenly exudes a sharper aura than before, and a touch of sword intent shines suddenly!
The moment the sword and shield dissipated, Ye Fan directly took out the sword!
"breaking Dawn!!"
Ye Fan drew out a long rainbow, and the straight light from the giant sword crossed Yinghe's throat!
But with a sword, Ye Fan feels that the situation is not right? !
Yinghe's figure dissipated, and it turned out to be just an afterimage!
"Zizi..."
Ying He appeared in another direction, and the electric light all over his body turned blood red!
A blood force that was even more fierce than before, flowing through Yinghe's body, as if a bloodthirsty tiger broke through the gate!
Ye Fan had seen this state, it was Baihu's Thunder Beast!
"What a sword god, suddenly put a cold arrow, the old man almost fell in your way!"
Yinghe smiled grinningly, and bumped his fists, there was a thunderbolt in the sky, and a thunder fell on him, emitting a golden glow!
"Bai Di manifests the saint... Promise Thunder Light Fist!"
In the roar of Yinghe, a pair of fists punched hundreds of punches at a speed beyond imagination!
With each punch, the sound of breaking through the air was like thunder, and the blood-red lightning fist, like a violent storm, hit Ye Fan in the air!
The dense and large coverage of the Thunder Light Fist made Ye Fan unavoidable. The whole person could only rely on the body guard sword intent and the refraction sword shield to resist forcibly!
In the sky, there seemed to be countless blood-colored electric sparks blooming, a firework feast of death!
Seeing Ye Fan being suppressed by herself, Yinghe laughed arrogantly and said: "What's wrong!? The tortoise shrank the head!? Sword God!? You are a sword!!"
All the saints were standing on the edge of the Qingye Tower at this time, watching the battle intently.
Seeing that the golden aura on Yinghe's body turned red, many of the holy realms were amazed.
"Is it the white tiger's thunder beast form?"
"It seems to be a tug-of-war. With the bloodline of the Thunder Beast Realm, plus the cultivation of the Holy Spirit, it is indeed a battle with the Emperor Sword Intent of the Sword God..."
Before the words of that sacred realm were finished, the sages felt their hearts shake!
From the body of the "beaten" Ye Fan, a pressure that was several times more terrifying than just now swept the audience like a tsunami!
"This... This is!?"
"The pressure of the sword god is still increasing!?"
The sages were shocked, thinking that they had already seen the power of the sword god, no one thought they would take it seriously!
The golden flame of Ye Fan's body was like a volcanic eruption just now, and it was even more like a pillar of light soaring to the sky, shaking the sky and the earth!
Ye Fan found that he was indeed in a trough. The other party was the cultivation base of the Holy Spirit, and his bloodline was not weaker than the Yi Sanxiao he had encountered before.
This opponent is the strongest person he has ever encountered after shaping his soul!
Relying on the disintegration of duality and the disintegration of sword intent, I really underestimated the other party.
Even if the opponent's Thunder Beast form, the lethality is still not as good as his own sword intent.
But now, it takes too much time to find the gap and kill the opponent.
Triple disintegration!
With the idea of a quick battle and a quick decision, Ye Fan didn't plan to use any skills at all. He was able to fully improve his speed and explosive power and completely kill Yinghe!
"In just a few months, the Sword God Lord has improved so much? What kind of training has he experienced..."
As a former opponent, Jiu Jianxian naturally knew Ye Fan's strength very well and couldn't help but exclaimed.
Cen Ying, Breton and other holy realms were also dumbfounded.
The most important thing is that they know... Ye Fan still doesn't use all his strength!
Yinghe naturally noticed something wrong, but he clenched his fists and yelled to the sky, his muscles swelled suddenly!
"Boom!"
A shocking thunder suddenly exploded in the air, and the dazzling thunder light revealed a faint blue color!
Immediately afterwards, Yinghe's bronze skin and short hair turned out to be like a layer of gold-blue metal!
The originally blood-red eyes also showed blue electric fire at this moment!
A stronger pressure than the Thunder Beast just now appeared in front of the sages!
"This is... Leisha!?"
"What!? White Tiger's Lei Sha!? There is no one in tens of thousands, a higher realm awakening than Lei Beast, Lei Sha!?"
Even if the sages present, many have a life span of thousands of years, but few have seen the Thunder Sha form of the White Tiger clan.
At this time, Yinghe was like a faint blue thunder and lightning demon, facing the three-fold disintegration of Ye Fan, he was not afraid at all.
"Let the old man use Thunder Sha, it's worth your boy's death..."
Yinghe's voice was as deep as muffled thunder, echoing in the sky.