Chapter 409 Daughter of the Yun clan, can she die if she doesn't brag?
After thinking this, Ye Yan also chuckled: "The so-called Yun Feiyu of the Yun Clan really likes to put gold on his face."
"As far as I know, her realm should only be the eighth level saint realm, right?"
"If you dare to come forward, I will kill you with one strike of my sword!"
"Hahaha!" When Ye Yan finished speaking, Fang Yueshan laughed, "Boy, your realm is only the peak of the fifth-level saint realm. Why do you still want to compare with the eighth-level saint realm?"
Whimsical!
boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, the power in Fang Yueshan's body was released immediately. The power of the eighth-level saint realm condensed into a mountain, and then he fiercely attacked Ye Yan. The power of this mountain made everyone everywhere tremble.
Looking at this scene, Duan Ming concentrated and wanted to step forward.
Even if you risk your life, you still want to do it?
"Walk!"
At this moment, the decisive voice reached Ye Yan's ears.
But Ye Yan took a deep breath, then took a step forward and stood in front of Duan Ming.
"Um?"
This made Duan Ming extremely surprised. Before he could react, the aura in Ye Yan's body exploded instantly. This aura made Duan Ming and even the practitioners at Fang Cunmen startled.
"This breath..."
"He is clearly at the peak of the fifth-level saint realm, but he seems to be comparable to the eighth-level saint realm?"
Now that Ye Yan has gained a deeper understanding of physical constitution, he has now exploded the second level of the Ten Thousand Dao Emperor Body. The power in his body is extremely powerful, comparable to that of a practitioner in the eighth level saint realm.
Therefore, at the moment when the mountain of Fang Yue Mountain fell, Ye Yan's eyes condensed, and the spiritual energy turned into golden thunder and lightning and appeared in this area. Then, with a sudden finger of Ye Yan, the ninth Leiton of Jiuji Lei was
Time rushes out.
Thunder roared and golden light flashed, falling directly on the mountain of Fang Yue Mountain under Ye Yan's control.
Bang!
Thunder roared, and then the mountain collapsed into pieces.
"What?"
Fang Yueshan's eyes widened in disbelief.
He is an eighth-level saint, and the martial arts he has condensed are actually defeated by Ye Yan?
"hiss!"
The other people's eyes widened and they were also shocked.
Can a fifth-level saint be comparable to an eighth-level saint?
If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you would never believe it.
"snort!"
But at this time, Fang Yueshan sneered coldly, his expression condensed, and his murderous intent began to boil. The spiritual power in his body roared, trying to condense a more powerful killing move.
Facing Fang Yueshan, the soul power in Ye Yan's Soul Pill was released immediately, and then runes appeared one after another and fell directly in all directions. After Ye Yan shouted, the runes connected in an instant and formed directly.
A formation.
"Array?" Fang Yueshan couldn't believe it.
Before his martial arts could be activated, Ye Yan had formed a formation?
This speed is so fast that it is unimaginable!
"Fall!" Ye Yan shouted again when he was here.
At this sound, the power of the formation suddenly gathered, and a flame rushed out first, forming a fire tiger under Ye Yan's control, and then rushed towards Fang Yueshan.
This is the ‘Holy Fire Array’!
But the flame inside it is the Golden Flame Emperor Fire, so the power of this formation has also been greatly improved.
Roar!
The fire tiger roared and arrived in front of Fang Yueshan in an instant.
"Condensation!"
Fang Yueshan's expression was solemn, and he suddenly shouted, and the power of the eighth-level saint directly formed a long sword and slashed down suddenly.
Click!
But facing the sharp claws of the fire tiger, the long sword shattered like broken copper and iron.
"This!" Even the other saints from the Ancient Spirit Academy widened their eyes with deep astonishment. Could it be that Ye Yan's power is enough to suppress the eighth-level saint?
Before they could get over the shock, Fire Tiger was very close to Fang Yueshan, then suddenly opened his mouth and breathed out a stream of flames that went directly towards Fang Yueshan's body.
"fall!"
At this time, Fang Yueshan took a deep breath, the light in the storage ring flickered, and a Holy King weapon appeared in front of him.
"Holy King Water Mirror!"
This weapon of the Holy King is a mirror. There is water flow inside the mirror, and the power of water released instantly blocks the flames of the Fire Tiger.
"Huh!" At this point, Fang Yueshan breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, he had such a weapon in his hand, otherwise Ye Yan might have been able to kill him with his strength.
How could this young man be so tyrannical?
Didn't it mean that Ye Yan didn't dare to fight in front of Yun Feiyu?
"Ha, have you used your weapons? I have one too!" Ye Yan chuckled as he stared at Fang Yueshan.
Then the Heavenly Emperor Sword fell into Ye Yan's hands, and the aura of the revered weapon was released.
"Gudong!"
Feeling such aura, all the saints of Guling Academy swallowed their saliva. It was difficult for them to compete without Ye Yan using his weapons. How could they fight now that the venerable weapon appeared?
"Ye Yan, you are a genius and you are so proud. I don't think you will use this weapon to kill us, right?" A saint in Guling Academy said.
"What does it have to do with you if I am arrogant or not? I have an honorable weapon that I don't use and let it get rusty?" As soon as the other party finished speaking, Ye Yan suddenly raised his palm, and then he suddenly raised his hand towards the sixth-level saint of the Ancient Spirit Academy.
Cut it off.
Clang!
The sword energy roared and glowed with cold light, and it was in front of the opponent in just an instant.
Feeling such sword intent, the sixth-level saint's face was as pale as paper. He wanted to release the power in his body to resist, but he also knew in his heart that Ye Yan's sword would be difficult for even an eighth-level saint to contend with, let alone him.
Therefore, it only took an instant for all the power in his body, including the Holy War Clothes, to shatter, and then the sword fell on his head and flew out.
Then Ye Yan's eyes turned and fell on Lu Youfeng. It was this man who pretended to be a practitioner from Ten Thousand Bloods City and entered the Fangcun Gate, and then found the formation center of the Fangcun Gate Saint King Array.
Now his eyes were focused, staring at Ye Yan's formation.
"Heh, what, are you looking for an eye?"
"Can a small formation mage of your level be able to condense a holy formation in an instant?" Ye Yan stared at him and shouted.
Hearing this, Lu Youfeng's face turned pale.
What did Ye Yan call him?
Little array mage?
He is a holy formation master.
Just thinking about Ye Yan forming a formation in an instant just now made him extremely shocked. If it were him, it would take at least several days or even half a month to condense a formation. This was only possible after he fully understood the formation.
Ye Yan is so...beyond his understanding of formation genius.
In the entire Beidi Lingcheng, no one can do this, right?
laugh!
Before he could speak again, Ye Yan's sword fell and killed the opponent directly.
The next moment, Ye Yan finally looked at Fang Yueshan.
The fire tiger was still roaring. Although Fang Yueshan used the Holy King Water Mirror to resist the flames, his forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat. Now he stared at Ye Yan, and he was shocked to the extreme.
At this time, he also completely understood: Yun Feiyu... was bragging!
For a moment, he was extremely angry and said secretly: "Mader, it's all bragging!"
Yun Feiyue and Yun Feixuechui said that Ye Yan was useless and they could easily crush him to death.
Now that both women have ended up like that, are the clouds and rain still blowing?
A daughter of the Yun tribe, can she die if she doesn’t blow?