Half an hour later, he slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbid air. After this period of hard training, Ye Fan's mental power finally reached the threshold of the Nine-Star Heavenly Sage. This was considered a small breakthrough.
As mental power increases, the flow rate of the time platform in the Ming Mansion and the outside world becomes longer.
This means that Ye Fan can have more time to practice, and his strength will naturally grow faster.
Nodding with satisfaction, Ye Fan finished the mental exercise. He stood up and prepared to break into the turbulent flow of mental imprints left by the two powerful men to exercise his strength. However, when he stood up and glanced forward casually, he suddenly felt incredible.
He opened his eyes wide and stood there as if he were petrified.
It turned out that at some point, a figure quietly appeared in the turbulent flow of spiritual thoughts in the distance.
This is a thin figure.
He is not very tall, but he is extremely handsome. He is stuck in place like a javelin. With his back on his back, Ye Fan can't see the man's face clearly. He can see his body through the cold and bright light of the silver moon in the sky.
Wearing a gray robe, her long hair poured down like a waterfall and spread over the back of her head and shoulders. It danced gently in the night wind, giving her a faint and free and easy charm.
What really surprised Ye Fan was that this man's strength actually made him unable to see the depth at all.
Ye Fan was absolutely certain that before he closed his eyes and exercised his mental strength, there was absolutely no such person in the giant pit battlefield.
But just thirty minutes later, under his nose, without his knowledge, this man quietly passed through the protection of the powerful formations around the battlefield and came to the pit, far away from him.
It's only ten meters away.
With Ye Fan's strength, it has not happened for a long time that someone has invaded within ten meters silently.
And those powerful formations haven’t been triggered yet…
What level has such strength reached?
The more Ye Fan thought about it, the more surprised he became.
This man stood alone in the turbulent flow of the spiritual imprints left by the two powerful men. There was not the slightest fluctuation of power in his body, and there was not the slightest breath of fireworks.
However, those energy traces and imprints that were enough to crush ordinary heavenly saints continued to erupt around him, but they did not pose the slightest threat to this person. Even the corners and hair of his loose gray robe were not able to cause the slightest fluctuation.
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Ye Fan's pupils shrank.
Because he finally discovered some clues. When he got close to this figure, those terrible energy traces imprinted in the void seemed to have suffered some irresistible force, like ice cream under the blazing summer sun.
It will immediately be annihilated and disappear without a trace.
The biting cold wind blew, and Ye Fan quickly woke up from the shock.
"Who are you?" Young Master Ye summoned the Immortal Treasure Gourd and held the Five Elements Wheel in his hand while he was asking.
Although the strength of the man in front of him had never exploded, it gave Ye Fan an indescribable feeling of threat. This feeling was like an ant's experience when encountering a giant beast.
"Are you the city lord of Xuanyuan City and the owner of the Southern Wilderness Continent?" came a voice that was light and without any hint of fireworks.
"good."
"Very good, if you survive four moves, I won't kill you!"
Before he finished speaking, Ye Fan only had time to see the sleeves of the ethereal figure in the distance move. In an instant, a terrifying force that destroyed the world turned into a blue long sword about ten meters long, as if coming out of the void bit by bit.
As if it were being pulled out, it gradually appeared in front of my eyes. There was a slight pause, a hiss, and a flash of light. The long sword had already been tilted ten centimeters away from me.
quick!
Too fast!
Incredibly fast!
"My day!"
In desperation, Mr. Ye habitually swore, the gourd in his hand disappeared instantly, and a black sword suddenly appeared. The black sword was stretched out, and the strength of his whole body exploded, activating the power of the black sword, and a huge
A black sword light appeared in an instant, and it was able to clamp the incoming blue giant sword.
But the hasty response put Ye Fan at a complete disadvantage.
What's more, the opponent's strength completely overwhelmed him.
Whoosh!
A huge force came along the black sword like an unstoppable torrent, breaking through Ye Fan's defense and sucking into his arms.
At the same time, the cyan giant sword just paused for a moment, instantly defeating the black sword light blocking the way, and then the stream of light hit Ye Fan's eyebrows. The sharp sword edge was like a steel needle.
Upon contact, a suction force created a deep scar on Ye Fan's forehead, and blood spurted out.
The fairy treasure gourd and the black sword also fell out of their hands and disappeared into the night sky.
Fortunately, the sword light stone emitted by the black sword blocked it, and Ye Fan had time to use his free movement to jump away.
With a flicker of his body, the person had jumped into the air.
The blue ten-meter giant sword covered with profound runes flew past Ye Fan's soles. A burst of sharp energy hit him, his feet went numb, and Ye Fan almost fell straight from the air.
The blue giant sword carried unparalleled sword energy. After passing Ye Fan, it shot towards the guard formation in the distance.
Ye Fan yelled something bad.
This sword energy is unmatched in momentum and incredibly powerful. If it attacks any large formation around the battlefield of the giant pit, it will inevitably detonate a frenzy of five elements and produce a chain explosion. Even if it completely destroys the mountain forests within a thousand miles, it will not be possible.
impossible.
Unexpectedly, in the next second, there was a flash of blue light, and the giant sword disappeared without a trace a second before it entered the formation.
What a terrible control!
Ye Fan landed on a boulder, and his heart was filled with rage again.
To control such a terrifying sword energy to such an exquisite and arbitrary level, the strength of the thin figure in front of him is simply unbelievable. Ye Fan asked himself, with all his strength, he might be able to hit a blow comparable to the cyan rune giant sword, but if he wanted
It is absolutely impossible to control the power to such an extent.
Snap!
The night wind blew, and a piece of armor on Ye Fan's body broke and fell.
This piece of armor is a magic weapon of the Orcs. Its defensive power is astonishing. It took Ye Fan more than half a year to refine it. Who would have thought that after just one face-to-face meeting, the thin figure in front of him just looked at it casually?
Just lift your finger and it will be destroyed into pieces.
horrible!
Absolutely terrible!
A wisp of blood slowly flowed down from his forehead, covering the sight of Ye Fan's left eye.
"The second move...the sword move!"
It was still the voice that was light and without the slightest hint of fireworks.
I saw a blue light wave emerging from behind the thin back layer by layer. It was almost the same move as before, but it was a simple and green giant sword, as if it had traveled through the endless void, carrying a
Layers of faint cyan mist emerged from the cyan light waves inch by inch, until the entire ten-meter blade and the handle completely emerged behind him.
This fighting spirit sword, the blade is covered with mysterious and incomprehensible strange runes, frozen in the void, allowing Ye Fan to clearly see the structure of every inch of the giant sword, full of irresistible shocking power.
call out!
The knife cuts through the sky.
The huge blue knife shuddered and turned into a bright spot in an instant, drawing an incredible arc trajectory in the air. It seemed to be slowing down but was actually moving. It was so mysterious that it was impossible to capture the trajectory of the knife.
"Hold!"
Ye Fan was so angry that he wanted to curse.
Another mysterious killing move.
The sword move was more terrifying than the first sword move. It was less agile and elegant, but more brutal and domineering. Even Ye Fan, the immortal god, couldn't help but change his color.
"Wentian's Five Forms of Xuanyuan Fist..."
Ye Fan's punches were like lightning, and the punch marks continued to float in the air, trying to capture the tragic knife marks with all his strength.
Boom boom boom boom!
Terrifying energy burst out, and the fist seals were continuously chopped into pieces. The pure power ripples shook the void under the night. Wherever they passed, countless boulders turned into powder and scattered.
And the giant cyan sword finally showed its whereabouts.
The huge blade suddenly flashed and reached the top of Ye Fan's head. After a slight delay, it struck head-on. The terrifying momentum was like the end of the world, completely covering Ye Fan.
"Break it!!" Ye Fan roared angrily, and the unparalleled domineering fist seals finally superimposed into a huge palm with a radius of ten meters, and every palm print on the palm was revealed.
As Ye Fan shouted angrily, Liuli gently clenched his palm, leaving phantoms of his five fingers in the void, like a crystal lotus blooming in the void. The next moment, a huge fist appeared, welcoming
He hit the huge knife that fell down.
boom!
At the moment when the fist seal and the giant cyan sword collided, there was a sudden pause between heaven and earth, everything froze, and time stopped. In just one moment, it felt like hundreds of epochs had passed.
Then the next moment, the energy like a volcanic eruption exploded, and the entire giant pit battlefield was in chaos. The overflowing green sword light and fist seal energy even caused more than a dozen super formations to bloom in the night sky around the giant pit battlefield.
There were colorful flames, and the flames of various colors soared into the sky and illuminated the dark night sky, as if the gods had performed a miracle.
Ye Fan had no time to appreciate such beautiful scenery.
The huge force of the shock caused half of his body to almost sink into the soil at his feet. When he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood spurted out. Above his head, the giant cyan knife shattered the fist seal but was not completely broken.
Although the light was dimmed a bit, and the blade of the pure blue heavenly power had cracks and gaps like a real sword, it still didn't give Ye Fan the slightest chance to breathe, and he cut it down without hesitation.
Buzz!
At the critical moment, Ye Fan's figure blurred and disappeared into the air.
boom!
The giant green knife struck the ground, leaving a huge, bottomless mark on the spot, followed by wisps of gloomy earth energy.
The next moment, Ye Fan had appeared above the back of the thin cup.
He instantly merged with the origin of space, entered the cracks in space, and teleported to the top of his opponent's head.
At this time, he had already recalled the Golden Cudgel.
Ye Fan had no choice.
At present, the Golden Cudgel is his most powerful and most convenient treasure.
He raised his hands in the air and relied on the inertia of the golden cudgel's fall to fall directly on the head of the thin back.
Turn defense into offense!
This is Ye Fan's plan.
The best defense is to attack. If you have been passively beaten like the first two moves, you may not be able to sustain two moves in front of this terrifying opponent. You can only use the teleportation skills of the origin of space to attack instantly and give it a try.
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"The move of the palm!"
Although Ye Fan's timing of turning from defense to offense was incredible, his thin back remained unmoved at all.
A light voice without the slightest hint of fireworks came again, and his figure remained motionless. As the words fell, a blue light flashed, and a huge green palm appeared above his head...
This palm is somewhat similar to Ye Fan's Xuanyuan Fist, but it is more simple and unpretentious. There are no palm prints, just a similar shape. Despite this, it can easily withstand Ye Fan's smashing momentum.
Click, click, click!
The cyan palm and the golden stick shadow formed in the void simultaneously cracked white lines.
Ye Fan was greatly shocked.
This was the first time he had seen the shadow formed by the golden bone rod, which would appear cracked, and the golden cudgel had a natural restraint effect on heavenly power. The giant cyan hand in front of him was obviously condensed by heavenly power, but it was still cracked.
It is not broken and cannot be penetrated, which shows that the degree of concentration of heavenly power is simply incredible.
Who is this person?
Who the hell is this guy?
Ye Fan screamed in his heart, but he didn't dare to slow down at all. With a flick of his wrist, his figure shot up, disappeared into the air with a flash.
At this time, Ye Fan had integrated several kinds of original heavenly power. With the invisibility skills of the original space and the vast darkness around him, he completely disappeared and his whereabouts could not be captured at all.
After consecutive battles, Ye Fan knew that the person in front of him was definitely not an opponent that he could win with a head-on confrontation. He hid in the vast night, constantly observing the person's figure and aura, trying to catch the flaw, and then kill him with one blow.
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Ye Fan kept changing his position carefully and observing his opponent.
He finally came to the front of this thin figure and saw the front of this incomparably powerful opponent.
This is a very ordinary face, with soft edges and corners, thin and narrow lips, a hanging nose, eyes closed, but a pair of thick eyebrows flying diagonally into the temples, like two sharp long knives.
Above, there is a powerful and sharp aura faintly flowing.
Ye Fan has never seen this person before.
He didn't feel the slightest murderous intent from this man.
It was even more certain that the person in front of him was definitely not a god from another world. What was even more strange was that Ye Fan vaguely felt that the aura flowing around this person seemed to be very familiar to him, but for a moment he couldn't think of it.
Where have you seen this person?
"Finger move!"
The mysterious strong man's voice was still cold and thin, and he launched his fourth move while speaking.
I saw that he finally made a move this time, but his body shape changed on the spot, facing Ye Fan, stretched out his arm, and pressed in the direction of Ye Fan with a distant finger!
A series of soft sounds like bursting bubbles came.
Ye Fan only felt as if he was trapped in an invisible prison, and there was a vague feeling of stagnation that was difficult to avoid.
Following the movements of the mysterious strong man, a huge finger print with a diameter of more than four meters appeared on his head. The fingerprints had clear texture, and even the nails could be seen clearly. It was as if the fingers of the mysterious strong man had expanded countless times.
The same, with a trembling breath, pressed down on the top of Ye Fan's head.
This posture is like a giant trying to kill an ant with one finger.