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"Four Eyes, keep an eye on you, my attack is not over yet!"
Ye Fan grinned, holding the Coiling Dragon Soft Sword in one hand, and the other hand surged with strength, and soon there were wisps of sharp bloody claw marks.
"The eagle eats the gods, and the gods return to heaven!"
"The eagle eats the gods, the eagle kills the sky with its claws!"
With two consecutive killing moves, the surrounding space burst apart instantly.
A bloody claw net was pulled downwards!
The ancestor of the Jiang family had just emerged from the woods at this time. When he saw such a powerful attack appearing in the sky, his expression changed. He quickly used all his strength and waved his fist upward.
"Tiger Roar Boxing Technique!"
"The seventh form, the beast king roars like a tiger!"
"The eighth form, the tiger roars and shakes the mountain!"
"The Ninth Form, the Tiger King is here!"
"Open Heaven Fist, God will kill!"
"Open Heaven Fist, Fight God Kill!"
"Open Heaven Fist, Destroy God Kill!"
"Boom boom boom..."
In an instant, six martial fist seals of different sizes rose into the sky, rushing together with Ye Fan's Bloody Eagle Blood Claw Net.
The two sides exchanged blows continuously, and the battle was in full swing.
The ancestor of the Jiang family attacked very fiercely, and because he was stronger, he quickly switched from defense to counterattack.
Less than half a minute after the moves were interlaced in mid-air, Ye Fan's Bloody Eagle Claw suddenly exploded.
"Buzz!"
"Well!"
The huge energy aftermath rushed Ye Fan into the air. He raised his head and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and quickly retreated.
In comparison, the ancestors of the Jiang family are much better.
Although his white beard was a little messy and his clothes were a little tattered, other than his face being flushed, he was not injured.
Facing the mid-to-late stage warriors who are ten times the limit, it is indeed very difficult for Ye Fan to compete.
Even so, Ye Fan still showed no fear. The pain of injury filled his nerves and made his blood boil.
"Okay, okay!" Ye Fan raised his head and laughed, turned his hand, and a bottle of Wuyuan Spirit appeared, which he swallowed directly.
In an instant, huge martial energy surged crazily, and a huge flame seemed to be ignited around him, rising into the sky.
"Burning martial strength?" The ancestor of the Jiang family looked a little darker.
Ye Fan's consumption of Wuyuan Spirit in this way seems to be replenishing his martial strength, but in fact it consumes a lot of himself.
Once you don't control it well, it's easy to damage your own vitality!
Ye Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered. The Coiling Dragon Sword dancing in his hand raised his head to the sky and let out a sharp scream. He turned around and shot straight into the sky.
The blow just now shattered Ye Fan's attack. He knew the gap between him and the ancestor of the Jiang family, so he simply gave up his defense, swung the Coiling Dragon Sword, waved his fist and claw with one hand, and attacked from both sides.
"The eagle eats the gods, there is no god!"
"Coiling Dragon Sword Qi Net!"
The ancestor of the Jiang family did not show any panic in the face of Ye Fan's powerful offensive. He indifferently pulled out a huge iron rod from the space stone.
"Ye Fan, you are no match for me, so you better stop doing those meaningless struggles!"
He didn't know how many times he said this.
It seemed relaxed, but actually I was extremely surprised.
You know, he didn't hold back on that move just now. Although it wasn't his strongest martial skill, it was still used with all his strength.
However, Ye Fan only suffered some minor injuries and lost part of his martial strength.
Madhu, is this still a warrior with nine times the limit?
How could his actual combat power reach such a terrifying level!
Ye Fan waved the Panlong Sword, integrating a lot of sharp sword energy.
He has the spirit of Wuyuan as a supplement and doesn't care about the loss of Wujin at all.
The sword auras were constantly superimposed, and almost half of the sky was filled with sword auras that were ready to go out.
However, the iron rod that the ancestor of the Jiang family took out seemed unusual.
From the outside, there is nothing special about it, except that the vague and strange force on it is intermittently released, absorbed, released, and absorbed again, showing a unique weirdness.
"Ye Fan, since you want to play, then I will accompany you..."
The ancestor of the Jiang family smiled slightly and waved the big iron rod gently with one hand. The shouts back and forth suddenly blew up a strong black wind, and a stream of silver fluorescence suddenly appeared, like a silver dragon, flying towards Ye Fan.
These rays of silver light were extremely cold, passing through the space, and frozen ice particles fell from the sky.
These ice particles are not pure and transparent, but have a faint silver color. They have just formed into ice particles and then turned into nothingness within a few seconds.
"Ye Fan, be careful, this thing is extremely corrosive!"
The four-eyed dragon felt a very strong dangerous aura and quickly reminded Ye Fan.
"Know!"
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, holding the Coiled Dragon Sword with both hands. Facing those long silver lights, he roared, and the Coiled Dragon Sword in his hand also emitted a silver light.
However, Ye Fan's Coiling Dragon Sword carries a strong evil spirit, like a hot flame, which is obviously different from the surrounding world.
"Well?" The ancestor of the Jiang family was slightly startled, and raised the corner of his mouth with interest, "What kind of weapon is this? It's actually more powerful than my sky-swallowing stick?!"
The ancestor of the Jiang family narrowed his eyes, and the silver lights in front of him suddenly merged into one place, turning into a huge stick, and slammed down towards Ye Fan.
Ye Fan gave a low shout, and the Panlong Sword in his hand shone brightly.
Countless sword energy gathered together to form a solid long sword, which smashed together with the stick.
At the same time, Ye Fan still did not stop.
One of his hands was black and red, and he waved claw marks one after another with all his strength. The other hand waved the Coiling Dragon Sword, constantly increasing the sharp sword energy.
"Bang! Bang! Bang..."
Huge roars continued to come from the sky, and an extremely strong cyclonic wave shook the space into a riot.
At the edge of the mountain forest, many warriors watched from a distance.
The fight between Ye Fan and the ancestor of the Jiang family caused a huge aftermath.
Fortunately, warriors who are four or five times the limit can resist this conflict of force.
But those low-level warriors all had their faces flushed, and their chests, lungs, and blood were surging.
As for extreme warriors, they can vomit blood at the least, or get injured at the worst!
A battle between ten times the ultimate warriors, using all their strength, was actually able to create such a formation!
Dong Yuejun and Li Ruoxin were wearing titanium alloy combat uniforms and had a large number of Wuyuan spirits to support them, so they were not greatly affected.
However, their faces were very ugly, and they were always worried about Ye Fan's situation.
The fight between two masters is too dangerous!
Ye Fan used all his strength to smash the silver stick into pieces.
He swallowed another mouthful of the spirit of Wuyuan, and with the help of his majestic martial strength, he brandished the Coiling Dragon Sword and entered.
It can be seen from his slightly pale face that he was not easy to fight with this blow.
In other words, it was very embarrassing.
The sword energy of the Panlong Sword had almost no ability to resist when faced with those silver sticks.
Although the stick can be smashed away, there is no way to smash it.
Later, he still spent a lot of money and used the most powerful killer "Eagle Devouring God, Absolute God" to save the day.
"Nima!"
Ye Fan cursed in a low voice, and Wu Jin poured into the Coiling Dragon Sword, and the body of the Coiling Dragon Sword shone brightly again.
Under the urging of Ye Fan's top martial arts, the Coiling Dragon Sword suddenly softened and was wrapped in several sword energy, like a winding dragon, rushing towards the ancestor of the Jiang family.
Ye Fan continued to gather strength and solidified the dimensions of the Panlong Sword.
I saw that the Coiling Dragon Sword quickly transformed from one meter long to twenty or thirty meters long. It looked like a Chinese dragon and was entirely composed of dense sword energy.
"Sword Qi transforms into a dragon? Boy, it seems you know a lot of moves!" The ancestor of the Jiang family narrowed his eyes coldly, activated his force and waved the sky-swallowing stick, and six silver-light sticks suddenly appeared.
Ye Fan doesn't care,
"Chop them up for me!"
Ye Fan activated the sword energy of Panlong and chopped hard on the six silver sticks.
"Poof!" "Poof!"
…
With six consecutive sounds, the silver stick was smashed into two pieces and then scattered, and a huge gap appeared in the sword energy coiling dragon.
Ye Fan frowned, and pointed the dragon sword in his hand in the air. A stream of extreme force flowed into the sword energy, quickly repairing the gap.
After cutting off the silver stick, Ye Fan jumped onto the Panlong Sword and flew towards the ancestor of the Jiang family again.
Although Ye Fan successfully solved the trouble, the silver light released by the Coiling Dragon Sword was slightly dimmed.
The ancestor of the Jiang family laughed when he saw this, "Okay, okay, you have some skills and can break up my sky-swallowing stick. Next, it's my turn!"
As he spoke, his chest puffed up and the big stick that was originally on his shoulders was swung away sideways.
The divine dragon formed by the Coiling Dragon Sword Qi was the first to strike down, with an extremely fierce momentum.
The ancestor of the Jiang family gritted his teeth and became angry, then he saw the big stick suddenly enlarged several times, and Ye Fan's dragon sword seemed to have struck a mountain.
"Bang!"
The ancestor of the Jiang family was forcibly shaken several tens of meters away and stabilized his body.
Ye Fan on the other side continued to activate his martial energy to fill up the sword energy of the Coiling Dragon Sword.
In an instant, the length of the Sword Qi Panlong expanded from twenty to thirty meters to nearly a hundred meters!
"Senior Jiang, take this trick from me!"
As Ye Fan shouted, the sword Qi Panlong was slashed down.
A large amount of the power of the Wuyuan Spirit was gathered together to create this giant sword dragon that was a hundred meters long and extremely powerful.
A powerful cyclone rose up, and dozens of silver vortexes surrounded the Stegosaurus where it fell.
The ancestor of the Jiang family, who was under the Stegosaurus, frowned and thought something bad in his heart.
"I have to use a special move. This kid is getting stronger and stronger as he fights. If he continues like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive him!"
Huh, I didn’t expect this kid’s body to be so strong. He swallowed so many Wuyuan spirits directly. If it had been anyone else, he would have exploded and died!”
Immediately, he raised the sky-swallowing stick high, and the shadow of a pitch-black stick quickly took shape, then grew larger and larger, slowly condensing into a huge black stick that was a hundred meters high!
At the same time, the sword energy coiling dragon rushed down, almost with the force of breaking a bamboo, splitting the huge black stick lengthwise.
All the energy of the Stegosaurus will be concentrated at one point, and the giant stick will slowly fall, less than a hundred meters away from the ancestor of the Jiang family.
The ancestor of the Jiang family snorted coldly, raised his sky-swallowing staff, and with his feet a little bit, his whole body turned into a silver light wave and rushed upward.
With a loud "Boom!", the upper part of the black giant stick shattered, but the Sword Qi Coiled Dragon stagnated in the air, unable to fall even a bit.