"You want me to admit defeat, but this is not enough!"
A sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Bufan's mouth, and it seemed that he was about to show some trump cards.
Then with a thought in his mind, the Divine Soul Sword was slashed out!
Although the opponent's Three Thousand Unfeeling Threads are powerful, they are under the control of mental power. Once the mind is lost, it will inevitably fall apart.
Seeing that the other party refused to admit defeat, Wangchen was about to point out something, but suddenly he felt a sharp stabbing pain in his sea of consciousness.
"No, it's the divine consciousness technique!"
As she stepped back, she used her mental power to calm the stinging pain in her sea of consciousness.
At the same time, the three thousand unfeeling threads instantly dissipated into the air as expected.
Ye Bufan broke out of his cocoon, chased after him like lightning, and pointed out.
At this moment, Wangchen was resisting the Divine Consciousness Knife with all his strength. Before Wangchen could react, the acupuncture points were sealed instantly, and he stood upright.
"Well……"
What do everyone present see? Although the situation is changing, it is also changing too fast, right?
Just now, Ye Bufan was tied up like a rice dumpling with three thousand unfeeling silk threads, and in the blink of an eye, Wangchen's acupuncture points were sealed.
Ye Bufan let out a sigh of relief. The core disciples of the Nine Star Sect were really difficult to deal with. If he hadn't had the Divine Consciousness Sword, he might have been in trouble just now.
"I said you women have made yourselves like this, so heartless and heartless. Who gave you such a wicked name?"
He looked at Wangchen, "Is it time for you to admit defeat now?"
When he said these words, everyone in the audience was in an uproar again. Just now, Wangchen asked Ye Bufan to admit defeat, but now it was reversed.
"If you want me to admit defeat, you're still far away!"
A cold light flashed in Wangchen's eyes, and then his aura began to rise rapidly. In the blink of an eye, he broke through the bottleneck of the Mahayana stage, and the sealed acupuncture points on his body were instantly opened.
Ye Bufan's expression changed. He obviously didn't expect that the other party would have such a back-up move, and his cultivation level actually broke through the peak of Dongxu.
He could see that this improvement in cultivation was different from that of Baili Hongjun before. It did not involve the use of forbidden techniques, but the release of some kind of seal in the body.
No matter what, Wangchen now has the strength of the early Mahayana stage, and judging from his aura, he is a bit more powerful than Baili Hongjun.
"this……"
With the successive reversals, everyone in the audience was shocked again.
"Oh my god, this woman is actually in the Mahayana stage..."
"How did she do it? She was so powerful. It turned out that she had been hiding her cultivation before..."
"Another early stage of Mahayana, I wonder if Ye Bufan can win this time..."
The people watching were talking a lot, and the expressions of the elders on the viewing platform also changed.
Elder Jue Ran was not too surprised, and even had a hint of pride on her lips. It was obvious that she had expected all this.
Baili Hongjun, Li Miaozhen and others were filled with shock.
I used to think that Baili Hongjun's use of forbidden techniques to break through to the early stage of Mahayana would be enough to win the title of the Monster Competition, but now it seems that he is completely overthinking it.
Even if Ye Bufan hadn't come out of nowhere, Wangchen in front of him wouldn't be that easy to deal with.
Hua Ruyu sighed. She felt dissatisfied when she was eliminated before, but now it seems that the gap between herself and others is huge.
Wangchen regained his mobility and looked at Ye Bufan with cold eyes.
"You are the first person to force me to use all my strength!"
As she spoke, she reached out and pulled out the long sword from behind. It was a blood-red sword, about three feet long, with sharp edges and an attractive aura.
"This sword is called Duan Fanchen, take out your weapon!"
"You, Jueqinggu, are really perverted. You have such a good sword, but you chose such an unethical name."
Ye Bufan glanced at his mouth. It seemed that the founder of Jueqing Valley had really fallen into a state of madness. Not only did his moves include soul-breaking but also heartless, he even had such a name for his sword.
After saying that, he flipped his wrist and the flaming knife appeared in his palm.
"Kill without mercy!"
Wangchen shouted loudly, and the long sword in his hand burst out with a dazzling red light, slashing it down in the air with endless power.
Ye Bufan didn't hesitate at all. The flaming knife in his hand swept forward with monstrous flames.
The two men clashed with each other with swords and swords, erupting with earth-shattering power. The arena under their feet seemed to be unable to bear it and began to tremble violently.
"This kid, how did he do it? Is he also in the Mahayana stage?"
Baili Xingkong was both shocked and angry. He originally thought that Ye Bufan would definitely lose this time, but he didn't expect that the two of them would still be evenly matched.
Others were also shocked. They had previously thought that Baili Hongjun just had a problem with his skills and that was why he was defeated by him.
Now it seems that this is not the case at all. He has the cultivation level of the early stage of Mahayana, and he is not inferior at all even if he is facing Wangchen.
After a hard fight, both of them were shocked and flew backwards. One was holding a knife, and the other was holding a sword, standing on both sides of the ring.
The two of them had put in a lot of effort just now, trying to calm down the surging blood.
But at this moment, there was a small click sound, and the red mask on Wangchen's face suddenly shattered. It was obvious that he could not withstand the fierce pressure in the battle just now.
The mask fell off, and then an extremely beautiful face appeared in front of everyone.
"Oh my god, this woman is so beautiful..."
Seeing Wangchen's true face, the crowd immediately burst into exclamations of exclamation.
There is no shortage of beauties in this competition, such as Hanjian Fairy Leng Qingqiu, and those women around Ye Bufan. If you pick any one of them, you can say that they will captivate the country.
But in terms of appearance, the Wangchen in front of him is not inferior to anyone else, but his eyes are as cold as his expression, making people only dare to look at him from a distance and dare not get close.
While everyone kept exclaiming, Ye Bufan's hand holding the flame knife kept trembling, and he was dumbfounded.
"Xiangxiang! Really Xiangxiang!"
It turned out that his previous feeling was not wrong, the Wangchen in front of him was actually Yiluoxiang.
At this moment, Ye Bufan instantly understood what was going on. The other party must have obtained some kind of strange inheritance, suppressing the inheritance power of the Dragon King Palace so that he could not sense it.
And Yiluoxiang completely lost his memory and forgot everything before, including himself.
Wangchen was a little surprised when the mask fell off, but he didn't take it too seriously. The long sword in his hand once again erupted with sharp sword light and stabbed Ye Bufan in the heart.
Before, everyone's eyes were attracted by her appearance, but now they realized something was wrong with Ye Bufan.
He didn't even dodge when faced with the stabbing sword, showing no intention of giving way.
Seeing this scene, the audience burst into exclamations, and even Xuanyuan Zhantian put down the pig's trotters in his hands: "Is this kid crazy? Haven't he seen beautiful women before?"
"Xiangxiang! Do you still remember me? Xiangxiang, I am Ye Bufan!"
Ye Bufan looked excited and spoke with a vibrato.
The long sword in Wangchen's hand was about to pierce Ye Bufan's heart, but for some reason, hearing his words and seeing his eyes, there was a sudden pain in his heart.
Then with a flick of his wrist, the sword did not pierce his heart, but instead pierced the shoulder socket next to him.
Although Ye Bufan's body had reached the state of perfect body refining, he still could not completely block the sword from the Mahayana period, and a bloody hole was suddenly stabbed on his shoulder.
But he seemed unaware, looking excited and looking at the person in front of him with his eyes.
