Following Ye Fan's low shout, the wings behind him shone brightly, and a blurry figure appeared.
"This is... mental shaping at nine times the ultimate peak?! Impossible, absolutely impossible! Ye Fan, you... how on earth did you do it!"
Qi Hui couldn't believe what he saw.
Nine times the peak of the limit, spiritual shaping, once the figure is completely solidified, then Ye Fan can cross the nine times limit and break through to a state that Qi Hui cannot reach in this life!
Ten times the limit!
"You want to know how I did it?" Ye Fan smiled faintly, raised his fist and shook it: "Beat me, and I will tell you everything."
"well!"
Qi Hui pursues ultimate strength and is obsessed with all martial arts that can improve his strength.
And Ye Fan's skills subverted all his cognition. He could not imagine what kind of secret recipe it was that could allow a warrior with seven times the limit to directly cross eight times the limit and achieve what could only be done at the peak of nine times the limit!
He has stayed in the late nine-fold limit for too long and has never been able to touch the threshold of spiritual shaping.
If it goes on for a long time, he won't even be able to reach the nine-fold limit, let alone break through the ten-fold limit!
Ye Fan can shape his mind with seven times the peak strength. There is definitely a special method!
If he could acquire this technique, he might be able to overcome the barriers that had troubled him for many years!
"Child Ye Fan, I won't hold back on the next move. I hope you can sustain it. Otherwise, I will be very distressed!"
Qi Hui exerted force under his feet and flew straight into the sky above Ye Fan.
He stepped on the broken ice in the air and landed on the longest ice blade.
"Old dog Qi Hui, I don't know how to use this trick unless it's a last resort. I hope you won't let this rare opportunity pass you by!"
Ye Fan forced a smile, thrust his fists upwards, and the majestic strength quickly condensed at the tips of his fists.
At the same time, Qi Hui raised his palm high, and a blade of sword energy appeared in his palm.
He retracted one foot slightly and kicked back hard.
Suddenly, Qi Hui's body spun rapidly, and the huge ice blade under his feet twisted quickly!
Soon, the three ice blades rotated faster and faster, and all the surrounding ice fog was sucked into them, forming a white hurricane with a height of 100 meters.
In the hurricane, the ice blade shines with silver-white light, and occasionally blows out a wind, which can split the surging lake into a wave of ten meters long!
Countless water droplets are blown by the hurricane, forming crystal clear ice cones. Mixed with the strong wind, the entire hurricane is like a meat grinder.
"Little Ye Fan, let me see what else you can do!" Qi Hui looked down at Ye Fan and snorted coldly.
Ye Fan was in the eye of the hurricane, unmoving, and the golden-red light on his body became more and more intense.
"Old dog Qi Hui, is this your strongest move?" Ye Fan asked back and sneered: "It looks familiar!"
"Huh?" Qi Hui narrowed his eyes.
"I once fought with an island ninja, and the power he used was far stronger than you at the same level!"
Ye Fan laughed loudly, "You keep claiming that you created it yourself, but it turned out that you copied it from the island country!"
"Nonsense!" Qi Hui shouted angrily: "Their so-called mysteries were basically passed down by my Blood Demon Sect..."
At this point, Qi Hui suddenly stopped talking, "You brat, are you trying to trick me!?"
"That's it!" Ye Fan touched his chin, secretly shocked.
Unexpectedly, the Blood Demon Sect and the forces in the island country still have such a connection, and even martial arts are passed on to them.
No, no, even if they have a cooperative relationship, it is impossible for the Blood Demon Sect to teach them their private martial arts skills!
Unless...the forces in the island country are also part of the Blood Demon Sect!
Ye Fan was startled by his own thoughts.
If this is the case, then the Blood Demon Sect's ambitions are no longer limited to China, but also to East Asia... or even the whole world!
"Qi Hui, what exactly do you Blood Demon Sect want to do!" Ye Fan took a breath of air.
"Boy Ye Fan, it seems you have guessed it!" Qi Hui saw the surprised expression on Ye Fan's face, and his heart suddenly sank, "I can't keep you, absolutely not!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Hui pulled out and stood at the top of the whirlpool, panting and staring at Ye Fan, with a strong murderous intent on his face.
"Knife Master Kamikaze! Ye Fan, my child, today is the day you die!"
"It's not certain who will die! I have experience in dealing with this move of yours!"
"The evil god comes to the world with nine mysterious transformations, and the human hero has three transformations!"
"First change!"
"Second change!"
"The third change!"
Ye Fan gritted his teeth secretly, the martial power in his body became more and more intense, and a huge fist mark condensed above him.
Qi Hui felt the terrifying aura surging below, and his face became very ugly. He swung the sword violently, dancing so tightly that no water could splash in.
The hurricane rotated faster and faster under the swing of the sword.
The water of Gui Niu Lake was rolled up into a huge whirlpool within a kilometer range.
Hundreds of meters above, black clouds gathered and wind and clouds piled up.
The warriors in Xiaotushan were horrified. They were blown around by the strong suction force and could hardly stand. They screamed in panic and despair one after another.
At this time, except for those nine-fold extreme warriors, the others could no longer continue the battle and could only work hard to prevent themselves from being sucked into the hurricane.
"Be careful, don't get involved, otherwise you will definitely die!"
Liu Dakui and his tribesmen looked at each other and quickly used their strength to resist the suction force brought by the hurricane.
At this time, he was extremely horrified. The hurricane was so powerful thousands of meters away, but how terrifying it was to be inside the hurricane!
In the hurricane, Qi Hui's knife net danced denser and denser, almost forming a silver ball of light.
Suddenly, the light ball moved sideways, and the entire hundred-meter-long hurricane responded and moved slowly.
The water in Guiniu Lake suddenly boiled, like lava bursting from a volcano, splashing into large waves.
"Ho! Ho! Ho!"
Just as the hurricane moved, an earth-shattering roar suddenly erupted from inside.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan's deep shout sounded.
"The eagle eats the gods, there is no god!"
The wings behind his back flapped violently, and his whole body turned into a huge fist mark, rushing towards the sky.
Qi Hui was extremely shocked and moved the air in his hands crazily.
Two halos of light rush together!
In an instant, the sky and the earth shook, the wind roared, and the hurricane formed a line of ice, which instantly broke into countless fragments, like meteorites falling from the sky, and fell into the water of Gui Niu Lake.
"Rumble..."
The deafening explosions continued, and the powerful scenery enveloped the entire mountain.
The raised lake water slapped the surrounding stone walls, and the source of the overflow to the east was squeezed to more than double its width.
The falling lake water turned into a rapid waterfall, and the boiling lake surface became extremely turbid.
In the mid-air, the golden and red energy lingers for a long time, like a floating cloud, hanging in the mid-air.
"puff!"
Suddenly, a figure flew out of the red mist and fell heavily on the mound in the distance.
The mound collapsed immediately as if it had been hit by a cannonball.
Looking at the figure inside the mound, he was covered in blood and looked extremely miserable.
"puff……"
He opened his mouth and spit out a large amount of blood.
"Old dog, it's not over yet!"
Before anyone could react, another figure rushed out of the red mist.
Half of his wings were in pieces, but the energy around him was still strong.
"The Eagle Devours the God, the Ultimate Netherworld!"
"Rumble..."
Ye Fan fell from the sky and slammed into the gap in the mound.
In an instant, the entire mound was in pieces.
"Whoa!"
Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan rushed out of the collapsed mound with Qi Hui in his arms and threw him onto the opposite mound.
When everyone looked, they saw Qi Hui's eyes widened, a huge blood hole in his chest, and his expression was clear that he would not rest in peace!
"What a boy!" Liu Dakui on Xiaotu Mountain was so surprised that he shouted to the sky: "All the warriors in the late nine-fold limit have been defeated by you. You are so damn invincible!"
"Ye Fan, it's really Ye Fan!"
"Qi Hui lost, hahaha... Tianshan Palace is over!"
"Ye Fan! Ye Fan!"
There was a burst of joyful cheers from the south side of Xiaotu Mountain.
On the other side, Qi Yao's mother and son looked ashen, pale and at a loss!
If Ye Fan wins, it means that Tianshan Palace will lose a powerful nine-fold extreme warrior!
In the ensuing battle, the balance was completely lost.
Yu Feng and the others will definitely not stay any longer, nor will they help them any more!
"Let's go, as many as you can escape!"
Without saying a word, Wang Anluo greeted all his disciples, turned around and ran away in the distance.
Can't stay any longer.
The palace master, Zhu Changlao, and Elder Liao were restrained and unable to return to aid.
Although there are many people here, most of them are ordinary low-level disciples, and it is impossible to compete with those warriors who are seven times or eight times the limit.
Coupled with the fact that Liu Dakui and Ye Fan are two super powerful combatants with nine times the limit, if they continue to resist stubbornly, they will only die!
All the warriors in Tianshan Palace were defeated and fled.
Qi Yao and her son were hiding inside, not daring to show their faces.
"Mom, what should I do?" Qi Yang's breathing became much heavier and his lips turned purple.
He was usually arrogant, but now he was extremely scared.
Qi Yao looked cold and shook her head repeatedly: "Let's go first!"
"I'm so scared. If Ye Fan comes after us, we will definitely be dead?" Qi Yang trembled and said with a cry.
"Not necessarily." Qi Yao took a deep breath, "Yang'er, follow me and don't go too far!"
"Okay, okay..." Qi Yang nodded repeatedly.
At this moment, a figure fell from the sky and stopped in front of Qi Yao and her son, "You two, where are you going?"
"Ye...Ye Fan..." Qi Yang was so frightened that he fell to the ground.
The surrounding Tianshan Temple disciples were equally frightened and ran away quickly.
However, Ye Fan did not chase them, his eyes were always focused on Qi Yao and her son.
Wang Anluo, Qin Yudi, and Li Cheng looked at each other, obediently retreated to a distance, and continued to greet the Tianshan Temple disciples to escape.
When Qi Yang and Qi Yao saw that all their fellow apprentices regarded them as snakes and scorpions, and no one came to help them, their hearts fell to the bottom of their hearts.
"Ye Fan... you, do you really want to kill us all?" Qi Yao's face twisted and she gritted her teeth and shouted: "You have already killed my father, can't you leave a way for us, mother and son, to survive?"
"Haha, I told you a long time ago that if my family is harmed even a little bit, your whole family will definitely die!"
Ye Fan's eyes were like blood, and his whole body was filled with murderous aura, as if he was an evil ghost coming out of hell. He was extremely terrifying in the eyes of Qi Yao and his son.