The Early Stage of the Martial God

"call--"

Cres took advantage of Ye Fan's unpreparedness and held up the silver battle axe high, then went downstairs sharply!

Ye Fan looked up and found a silver light roaring towards him.

He subconsciously raised the Demon-killing Sword to block it.

"boom!"

In an instant, his arms lost consciousness, and at the same time, his whole body was smashed into the soil, and only the Demon-killing Sword left on the ground was left.

Cres' attack power was really too cruel, like a thunderous thunder, unparalleled.

Even masters like Ye Fan were beaten so embarrassed in one move.

"It's over."

William, who was watching from a distance, couldn't help but sigh. He felt that Ye Fan had fallen into a desperate situation, or that he had died just now.

The other elves also showed complex expressions on their faces, with regret, pity, and loss...

"The small human beings dare to show off their skills in front of me, and they are really self-destructive!"

Cres's huge bull head overlooked the ground, and the thunderous laughter was loudly aroused.

For a moment, sand and stones flew in the forest and trees flew.

"Um------"

Seeing this, the beast army raised their arms and cheered. The beasts shook their heads and tails, each of them was excited and loud.

Both them and the elves felt that Ye Fan was dead or on the way to death.

After all, from the time Ye Fan fell into the soil to the present, there was no movement on the ground.

A hand that appeared outside the soil did not move even a finger.

Ye Fan was about to get up from the soil, but he saw that the sky suddenly changed and suddenly became dim.

It turned out that Cres raised his foot and kicked him angrily. His wide foot covered the sky and the sun, blocking the sun.

"Peng!"

As soon as Cres stepped down, there was an extremely large footprint on the ground, sinking four or five meters deep.

In the center of the footprints, it is Ye Fan!

A surge of anger burned in Ye Fan's chest, endless, and even if it was pouring rain, it could not be extinguished!

No one dared to step on his head to attack, which was definitely as humiliating as a slap.

Although Ye Fan has experienced failures, he has never felt such a shame.

Know your shame and be brave! A voice sounded in his heart: it is necessary to make this tauren pay the price of bleeding.

Even if the other party has boundless brute force and even if the other party is invincible, he will still be hit by him.

In contrast, there was an endless fighting spirit surging in the extremely thin body!

Only by fighting out is the best counterattack to the enemy!

breakthrough!

Unexpectedly, without preparation, Ye Fan's cultivation level had a qualitative breakthrough and leap at this moment after a long period of silence.

Early stage, early stage of Martial God!

It is incredible to go directly from the late stage of the Martial Master to the early stage of the Martial God. After all, under normal circumstances, practitioners have to struggle for a long time in their peak period, and perhaps they will not be able to make a breakthrough in their entire lives, so they will go further.

In fact, this is not unrelated to the fact that he had absorbed a lot of skills in the practice reed before. In addition, he practiced non-stop in the Death Grand Canyon, and perhaps a layer of paper is the distance from the early stage of the Martial God.

Now, in the danger, he puzzled the paper into a new state he had never reached.

Ye Fan was both surprised and happy, and felt like he was searching for something without any effort.

Little do they know that every kind of explosion is just accumulating strength. Even a peerless genius will never be able to gain nothing in martial arts. They always have to practice. Just like Ye Fan, in order to absorb his skills, he fainted in the reed of his practice, regardless of the danger of his life, and in the Grand Canyon, regardless of the fact that his ribs have not yet been healed, he devoted himself to practicing.

In the soil, the hand exposed suddenly jumped.

The forest suddenly fell silent, and whether it was the elves or the beasts, their eyes were staring at the arm.

Especially Cres, I really couldn't believe that after his fatal blow, the other party had not yet died.

With his eyes focused, Ye Fan suddenly showed his head from the soil.

Then, the whole body rushed out and stood on the ground. The aura of that moment was like a phoenix reborn in the flames.

“It’s really great!”

Many elves witnessed this scene and couldn't help but celebrating. Although they didn't know what Ye Fan's next fate would be, they were glad that the other party was at least alive.

"This is impossible!"

Cres said in surprise with half-squinted eyes.

With his attack just now, even steel would probably be scrapped into pieces of paper. How could a human flesh and blood body withstand such huge force?

Moreover, the other party's body did not seem to be in any serious condition.

Ye Fan stretched out his hand, and the Demon-killing Sword that was inserted obliquely on the ground not far away flew back to his hand.

"call!"

At this moment, Cres waved his huge arm, then squeezed Ye Fan into his hand and carried it into the air.

Then he spread his hands and Ye Fan was in his palm.

"Ahem—"

Ye Fan coughed twice, and the breath that was almost pinched by the other party just now passed.

At this moment, he felt like the monkey in the palm of the Tathagata Buddha, and he could be at his mercy. If he took off his pants and peed, it would be even more vivid.

"If you are willing to surrender to me, I can spare you."

Cres said condescendingly, looking very sluggish.

"You bullhead, you are quite thick-skinned, so let me peel it for you."

Ye Fan soared into the sky, and the tip of his sword headed straight to the other party's head.

"Ruan--"

Cres roared again, like a 12-level hurricane, instantly blowing away most of Ye Fan's strength.

At that moment, Ye Fan felt that his face was almost squeezed flat by the sound waves.

The body fell downward without realizing it!

The Demon-killing Sword in his hand was not idle, and before it landed, he cut seventy-nine swords in succession.

Each sword was powerful and powerful, and the air was vigorous. Even Cres's strong and strong body was still marked with forty-nine sword marks, and dark green blood fell like rain.

The moment he landed, Ye Fan swooped down, and the tip of his sword spitted a red letter-like light, hitting a huge sole of the Taurus Chief.

In an instant, his figure disappeared, and a one-meter-wide blood hole appeared on the instep of the giant foot.

It turned out that in that moment, the Demon-killing Sword pierced Cres's soles and drilled into the soil below with unstoppable power.

Cres lifted his injured huge soles in pain and stomped his feet down one after another, as if he could only relieve his hatred by slashing Ye Fan into pieces.

Therefore, every step is earth-shaking.

The entire earth was trembling, and the surrounding ground was even more cracked, and wide cracks spread around.

However, Ye Fan stood up from not far away. Except for some soil, he showed no signs of injury. Even though the blood on his clothes was dark green, it was obviously from Cres.

Although Cres was injured on one foot, his combat effectiveness did not seem to be affected much, but instead aroused his anger.

A light green mist rose from his body, as if it was an outbreak of anger and evil spirit.

Sure enough, Ye Fan felt that the majesty from above was even stronger, so powerful that the air seemed to be suddenly squeezed together, and his knees were also sunk and almost fell down.

Even though the army of beasts thousands of meters away, a large number of wild beasts fell to the ground, half open their mouths, so stuffy that they could hardly breathe.

Cres was furious and slashed hard with a battle axe in his hand!

The axe, which was more than 40 meters long, changed the color of heaven and earth, as if it had the power to destroy the world.

"call--"

The air seemed to be split open.

The murderous aura, the strong murderous aura covered Ye Fan with the moment the battle axe was wielding.

Ye Fan became frightened and his movements became slower.

He found that this kind of timidity was against its original intention and was not from the heart at all.

But his body was trembling slightly, panicking from the inside out. What was going on?

The green aerosol on Cres must have released some very strange skill, making the enemy feel scared, which temporarily leads to slow down his skills and allows him to seize the opportunity.
To be continued...