"It's a mule or a horse, pull it out and slip it."

Facing the powerful dark man, Ye Fan was not afraid of it.

On his face, a hint of incomprehensible and anticipated smile appeared.

Because for so long, he has never encountered a truly powerful opponent, and he has no sense of deep loneliness in his heart.

He even missed the confrontation between those cultivators, psychics, and beasts with extremely high cultivation. Even if they were severely injured or even on the verge of death, it was a sense of accomplishment.

After all, the true brave ones dare to challenge the strong and constantly challenge them. Their lives are destined to be mediocre and unsatisfied.

They are pursuing obstacles and riding the wind and waves.

Otherwise, why do so many cultivators have to practice their skills and improve their cultivation throughout their lives? Because they are unwilling to be ordinary and desire challenges from the bottom of their hearts and eventually become the targets of being challenged by others.

"Boy, you can still laugh when you die. I think you are scared."

"Because he knew that death was better than death and was more dignified than death."

The dark man, who was already arrogant, became even more arrogant and arrogant after absorbing evil power.

"I am laughing at your ignorance and ignorance."

Ye Fan shook his head, "The person who can kill me in this world may have already given birth, but it will definitely not be you."

"With eyes but no beads, let you see our true power!"

Accompanied by the Darks' voices, their palms went down, and suddenly, unstoppable pulse waves were generated between heaven and earth.

The black pulse wave, like the dark night, seemed to stir up hundreds and thousands of tornadoes, and they were entangled together, causing the heaven and earth to change their colors without realizing it.

The wind blows hard, and the mountains yell at the sea.

Even vaguely, the shape of the pulse waves can be seen constantly changing, sometimes with a crazy dragon, sometimes with a fierce tiger, sometimes with a dragon and sometimes with a snake.

Birds and beasts are endless.

"Hu-hu-hu-hu-hu-hu-hu-hu-"

In front of the villa, there were trees and rocks, under the irresistible force, began to break out of the ground and fly into the ink vortex.

In just a few seconds, trees, rocks were shattered into crumbs.

It is enough to show the strength of the energy of those pulse waves.

Seeing this scene, Ye Fan was stunned.

Because in a short period of time, the Darks' skills grew so terrifyingly, and they soared hundreds or thousands of times.

It's like a river transforming into a lake and an ocean.

"It's interesting."

He raised his chin slightly, and stars flashed in his eyes.

The corner of the mouth was held upwards to outline the curve of laughter.

Under the power of the pulse wave, Ye Fan's clothes were swaying and making noises.

"strangeness!"

Speaking of shock, it must be those dark people.

Because they found that despite the help of a continuous source of evil power, the pulse waves they generated were unprecedentedly powerful enough to destroy many things that could not be urged.

However, until now, Ye Fan was safe in the black vortex, and his body had never left the ground at all, as if his feet were rooted in the soil, as if he was still as if he was as if his feet were rooted in the soil.

This was far beyond their expectations.

"My dear, I saw the ghost!"

One person couldn't help but curse.

The more angry they are, the more they can reflect their fear and anxiety from the bottom of their hearts.

Although the Darks are extremely powerful, for some reason, they are still lacking in confidence.

Perhaps, I am really afraid of Ye Fan's strength.

Perhaps, these guys were reminded of the nemesis of the clan, Master Guangming. Ye Fan, as a descendant of the mage, was naturally not much less skilled.

After all, it is said: a dragon gives birth to a dragon, and a phoenix gives birth to a phoenix.

After the Darks had absorbed evil power, they were indeed very contemptuous and arrogant. However, when they witnessed Ye Fan's strong destructive power of the pulse wave, they were calm and peaceful, and then they panicked and realized that the Chinese teenagers were far more difficult to deal with than they imagined.

Maybe I'm going to leave my life here today.

"Continue to draw strength."

The Darks strengthen their absorption of evil forces.

The wind storms and clouds, and strange phenomena arise. The night sky loses light for a moment and is covered by evil black.

Enhance, enhance, enhance!

The spherical ink-colored vortex expanded rapidly, becoming extremely huge, reaching hundreds of meters in diameter!

The oppressive pressure also spreads from it, causing breathing to stagnate instantly.

A few dozen meters apart, Ye Fan also felt a vague feeling of depression in his chest, which was caused by the pressure from the sky.

The land under my feet began to crack.

Ye Fan felt that there were two forces tearing his body.

One comes from himself, he tries his best to stand on the ground, and the other comes from above. The two sides are equal in size and it is difficult to tell the difference for a while.

Fortunately, it was him. If it were someone else, his body would have been torn to pieces and become fragmented.

Ye Fan looked at the dark people's faces with difficulty and suddenly felt very interesting.

Because in theory, the other party should continue to be arrogant, why did he suddenly become cautious again? Is it because he is afraid of himself from the bottom of his heart?

Anyway, it's time to compete with them.

Ye Fan wanted to see how powerful the weird giant vortex was.

The challenges ahead will bring him a feeling of excitement.

A true fighter must be so fearless, even if he rushes up and will be injured, bleeding, and fall.

But if you don’t bleed, how can you become stronger if you become scabs? How can you stand up even more fearlessly without falling!

"Swoosh--"

Ye Fan decided to take the initiative and soared into the sky from the ground.

His figure seemed to flash by a meteor in the dark, drawing a touching trace.

The extremely fast speed is breathtaking and can't stop.

Ordinary, ordinary boys are often mysterious in people's eyes.

His strength is never dependent on his words, but is demonstrated by practical actions. Perhaps it only takes a short one or two seconds to conquer others, which is incredible.

If you don’t make a sound, you will make a splash, as quiet as a virgin, as if you are moving as a rabbit. This is the most appropriate way to describe Ye Fan.

"Let me meet you!"

Amid the whistling sound of the vortex, Ye Fan's low and bright voice came, "Don't let me down."

His voice was not only full of magnetism, but also had strong penetration, like an arrow through clouds, or like sunshine, pushing away layers of fog.

"You are killing me!"

A dark man shouted with a little guilty conscience.

Their sleeves waved, and black fog formed from their bodies, expanding rapidly, and enormously, then turned into beasts, more than ten meters tall, burly and strong, and then rushed towards Ye Fan from all directions.

“It’s coming just right!”

Ye Fan was energetic, as if he had been injected with chicken blood. He was looking forward to the birds and beasts transformed from black fog being powerful enough to fight with great pleasure. In that case, it would be enough to be happy. Otherwise, killing in one move would be disappointing and boring.

The Demon-killing Sword in his hand was as excited as the master, and kept shaking. If Ye Fan hadn't held it tightly, the Divine Sword would have already rushed out of his hand.

The Demon-killing Sword is also eager to confront the strong and fight against the king, so that it can reflect its power.

The world was faintly uneasy, and thunder and lightning were lit up, as if the huge force of fighting between the two sides was about to tear them apart.
Chapter completed!