The magic power in Ye Fan's body was running wildly, and he was ready to deliver the strongest blow at any time.
Gu Wutian was not affected at all. It seemed that the Tongtian Spirit Sword with a massive amount of spiritual energy in Ye Fan's hand was just a fire stick and posed no threat to him.
He looked at Ye Fan, but shook his head a little, and said disdainfully: "The former Donghua Emperor was so arrogant that he became like this now?"
It seemed that Mark's nervous look made him feel disdainful.
Ye Fan was still tense, but was not affected by Gu Wutian.
The former Emperor of Donghua was indeed so heroic that even if an innate spiritual treasure was pressed against his head, it would be regarded as nothing.
But that's because of their tyrannical strength. Even if the opponent holds an innate spiritual treasure, they may not be able to hurt him at all.
At that time, Emperor Donghua's cultivation had reached the quasi-sage realm, and he was a proper quasi-celestial being.
Now, he is only in the Nascent Soul realm, while Gu Wutian across from him is in the middle stage of becoming a god.
If he were just a cultivator on earth, he would not be afraid at all. After all, he has done too many things to challenge others.
However, the few words the old man said made Ye Fan suspect that Gu Wutian was actually the reincarnation of a certain quasi-Tianzun from the past.
If they are really these old guys, then don't think about any cross-level challenges. It is Ye Fan's luck to be able to tie with the opponent at the same level.
"Who are you?" The cold light in Ye Fan's eyes became colder and colder. Although he was under great pressure when facing Gu Wutian, he was also extremely prepared.
Gu Wutian smiled at Ye Fan, with a hint of regret on his face.
But in an instant, Gu Wutian's whole body was shining, like a god descending into the mortal world.
He just punched forward, and suddenly the air exploded, and the force of the punch came straight towards Ye Fan.
This punch, felt by Ye Fan, seemed to be firmly locked on him.
No matter he goes up, down, left or right, he must not avoid it.
Moreover, as long as you are hit, you will definitely die!
Ye Fan was not affected at all. He swung the Heavenly Spirit Sword in his hand and displayed the Pure Yang Sword Technique.
I could only hear the mighty intent of the Tongtian Spirit Sword, and the sound of clanking, showing its fighting intent.
Facing that punch that was almost difficult to dodge, Ye Fan just slashed out with his sword, using force to break through the force.
With this sword strike, sparks covered the mountain top, as if it was raining sparks.
But it was impossible to stop Gu Wutian's fist at all, and Ye Fan was directly knocked out by this punch.
A mountain was directly smashed into pieces, and smoke covered the sky and the earth.
Ye Fan finally flew out of the smoke-filled broken mountain, but he coughed up blood.
Gu Wutian frowned slightly. There was a wound on his fist, and a little bit of crystal blood flowed out.
But then, he smiled again. The sword was sharper than he imagined, but this was exactly the result he wanted most.
The sharper the sword, the more helpful it is in improving his cultivation.
Gu Wu's celestial body turned into an afterimage, glowing with precious light. The surrounding space tilted toward him, and time and space seemed to be distorted around him.
Especially when that punch came over, the world was twisted in an instant, and Ye Fan seemed to be caught in a whirlwind and unable to escape.
It seemed that he would be crushed by Gu Wutian's fist in the next second.
The Tongtian Spirit Sword in Ye Fan's hand wailed for a moment, as if he was under extreme intimidation, and the sword spirit was damaged.
Ye Fan's eyelids twitched, and the sense of crisis in his heart increased to the extreme, but he protected the sword spirit from harm, then swiped a few dots, and Wan Jian was released in an instant.
Each sword was struck at a weak point in the space. After ten thousand swords, it shattered the constraints of space and left the place in an instant before Gu Wutian was about to hit him.
Gu Wutian punched the air!
Although Ye Fan escaped from the bondage, he did not feel happy. Instead, his face was solemn, and silently, he stabbed the left side of nothingness with a fierce sword.
As soon as the sword was thrust out, a figure with brilliant light emerged from the void. It was Gu Wutian.
But the ancient Wu Tian from before turned into an afterimage and disappeared in place.
This sword collided with Gu Wutian, and sparks flew everywhere. Ye Fan felt that the tiger's mouth was almost torn apart. Gu Wutian's power was too great, but as soon as the sword was pulled back, his body suddenly tilted like a top again, heading towards
The last step was to challenge and use a horseback posture.
Another burst of sparks came out of the void, and it was Gu Wutian again, and the Gu Wutian who was there turned into an afterimage again.
In this way, Ye Fan kept provoking swords in all directions, colliding with the elusive Gu Wutian.
After about a hundred rounds, Ye Fan quickly performed a stealth spell, disappeared from the spot, and exited the battle.
Gu Wutian manifested his body, and his whole body was filled with precious light, like a god descending into the mortal world. His eyes flashed with golden light, and he looked around in all directions.
What he uses is the fiery eye!
Suddenly, Gu Wutian took a step forward, used the ability to shrink to an inch, distorted time and space, and reached a thousand meters away in one step.
I saw him stepping out, and snowflakes actually appeared in the void. As he looked carefully, it turned out that a person appeared in the void, it was Ye Fan.
Ye Fan was severely injured and coughed up several mouthfuls of heart blood. For a moment, his face was like gold paper.
The Tongtian Spirit Sword in his hand was broken, obviously damaged in the battle just now, and the sword spirit in his hand was wailing.
Ye Fan put away the spirit sword in his hand, and then made fists with both hands. In an instant, he seemed to have turned into a small sun, which could not be looked directly at.
Gu Wutian smiled, with a fighting spirit on his face: "Pure Yang Fist! I've heard about the name a long time ago, let me weigh it up!"
After saying this, Gu Wutian rushed forward and faced Ye Fan with his bare hands.
Gu Wutian's fist was like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, bending time and space. Ye Fan's fist was like the sun shining in the sky, and the air seemed to be ignited.
In the collision between the two, Ye Fan was naturally knocked away, but Gu Wutian's fist was also melted.
After fighting for more than ten rounds with bare hands, Ye Fan was already exhausted and did not dare to delay any longer. He quickly turned around and tried to escape.
How could Gu Wutian let Ye Fan go? He shouted: "Don't leave! Fight me for another hundred rounds!"
This loud shout shook the sky with white clouds. He punched out with a fierce punch, and the punch wave spread out, wiping away the white clouds under Ye Fan's feet. Ye Fan did somersaults several times in a row, avoiding the punch wave, and then choked
Jue used a transformation technique and transformed into an eagle, fluttering its wings and flying away.
Gu Wutian opened his hands, making a gesture of drawing a bow and shooting an arrow, and a bow and an arrow emerged from his hands.
Just shot at Ye Fan, there was a crash, the arrow was bleeding, and there was an arrow on Ye Fan's transformed eagle wings.
The eagle screamed and fell for nine days. When it landed, Ye Fan stumbled out, the blood on his face getting paler.
"If his cultivation is not weaker than this old guy, how can he be allowed to be arrogant!" Ye Fan was depressed.
However, Gu Wutian was pressing forward step by step, and he had no choice but to continue to fight, and used Chunyang Boxing to fight. After two rounds, he was beaten to the point of vomiting blood.
Seeing that he was about to be killed by Gu Wutian, Ye Fan closed his eyes in critical condition.