Cover the sky

"puff!"

His speed was too fast, the riders turned their backs on their backs, and before they fell to the ground, Ye Fan had already chased him and stepped on a head of one of them, where a peach blossom was blooming, red blood and white brain mixed together Splash together.

And Ye Fan only left an illusion in place, stepped over his head, rose into the air, and landed on another person's body without any suspense, there was a large amount of blood mist splashed there, another lore.

What's more, his body didn't land on the ground, but was still in the air. He swung his legs and swept across. The person on the opposite side screamed and fell apart on the spot.

puff!

Ye Fanren snatched his holy spear in mid-air, threw it out in an instant, pierced the last person one by one, and nailed them firmly to the ground, dripping with blood.

With a bang, Ye Fan fell to the ground like a javelin, standing upright, his clothes not stained with blood, thick hair, and ruthless eyes, scanning the crowd.

Everyone's heart was chilled, they were used to the collision of law and Tao, and now they were fighting like this, which made them feel a little unreal.

How powerful they are, they are in charge of other people's life and death, but now they are so humble in front of this man, every time he changes shape, he will definitely kill one person.

This is very unreal, making them feel like they are living in a nightmare, how powerful a person is to have such confidence, facing all of them without fear, calm and calm, and even more ruthless.

In the sky, a dragon's chant came, piercing into people's ears, making everyone tremble.

It was a terrifying fluctuation, condensed into one body with the world, and became one, as if controlling the will of the world and controlling the divine punishment of the heavens.

An ancient sword fell down, and the whole body was green, like a hanging green river, spreading out the fluctuations of the avenue, suppressing Ye Fan.

It's not chopping, but suppression!

Yi Ming made a move again, not purely controlling the sword, but running Dao Xing, blessing the sword body, smelting it on the sky, and killing Ye Fan with the will of heaven and earth.

He is a special person. After coming here, his Taoism has never been cut off. There is a terrible energy in his body, like a sealed ocean, all of which erupted at this time.

The sword is like a green dragon, hanging down from the sky, the huge sword body is higher than the mountain peak, it is terrifying and astonishing, and wisps of green energy are permeating, which is the mighty power of immortal gold.

Under this giant sword, people are out of proportion to it, as small as an ant, and everyone is surprised for a while.Yiming is too strong, and the Taoism he has retained is very strong, not to mention that he can sweep it here, it should be almost the same.

when!

However, the next scene was something they will never forget. The man's eyes were dim, and there was no astonishing brilliance, but he dared to shake the green gold sword with just a pair of fists.

In the shocking eyes of everyone, the ancient sword was trembling violently, the brilliance on it quickly disappeared, shrunk sharply, and all kinds of ways directly collapsed.

Heavenly Fist!

Many people almost exclaimed, Ye Fan created the most powerful secret technique in the past, no one can stop it with one punch, it really caused headaches for a generation of people back then, and it was difficult to beat them.

Now, this kind of secret art has reappeared, and it seems to be more prosperous than before. It obviously has no magic power, but it has an inexplicable charm, as if it can even smash this universe!

"Lawless, no sky, no way...this is..."

Everyone was horrified, and at this moment there was some fear. Could this be a way to sharpen one's body?Purely relying on the original strength of the human body, everything can be shattered.

The dragon sword mixed with feathered green gold has shrunk, and there are one after another fine cracks on it, which will explode at any time.

A streak of blood spilled from the corner of Yi Ming's mouth, and he blesses both his morality and the imprint of his mind. Unexpectedly, what the result would be, that person is really like a demon lord.

"Buzz!"

The ancient sword trembled, then shattered the sky, and turned back in an instant. If it was one step later, Ye Fan's fist would shatter it!

Yi Ming stepped back and took the sword with both hands, and there was another streak of blood at the corner of his mouth, which made people feel horrified.

However, people saw the hope of dealing with Ye Fan. This time, he used a pair of fists to attack the enemy more than once, and he was no longer a one-hit kill like before.

Dealing with him with laws and suppressing him with Dao, this is probably the only hope, but how many people in Feixian Battlefield have preserved the fragments of Dao?

"boom!"

Suddenly, the world suddenly became dark, the black mist surged, and an angel of death appeared with a pair of huge black wings on his back, descending from the sky, and violently shot at Ye Fan!

He is extremely powerful, making people wonder how his Taoism was preserved, possessing unfathomable power of law, and shattering the sky.

He held an iron dagger in his hand, the whole body was black except for the sharp edge, exuding a fierce murderous intent, it was swung downward, splitting the mountains and the earth.

The black mist of death covered the sky and covered the earth at once, making that place surging with murderous intent, like a sea of ​​undead boiling!

However, Ye Fan stood on the spot and never backed down half a step. His body was crystal clear, and the source flowed in his body. With the wave of his palm, he seemed to coexist with the whole world and not be oppressed by it.

He seems to be at the same level as the Great Universe, with his own unique origin. The blow at this moment caused shocking waves, and very few people saw some clues.

"boom!"

A pair of fleshy palms smashed the power of the law in the sky, challenging the order under the starry sky, and there was a rain of light against the sky.

The angel of death couldn't kill him. At this time, Ye Fan was as fast as lightning, and took all the holy artifacts of the few people he killed just now into his hands, and then threw them into the sky.

One after another, the spears and iron swords shattered the void and sank into the sky. Under the blessing of such a huge force, the holy artifact was damaged and burned. One can imagine how terrifying it is.

"Kill, the law can suppress him. If the decisive battle continues, he will not have a chance!" Someone from the Yaoguang lineage made a move.

At this moment, the weapons were gorgeous, the knives were like mountains, the swords were like forests, and they were all aimed at Ye Fan and rushed forward.

This is a torrent of steel, and the mountains and ravines are trembling, making people's minds unsteady. No one is weak, like a hundred thousand gods will descend from the sky, killing people's hearts trembling!

"kill!"

This place is boiling, berserk, shouting to kill and shaking the sky!

"puff!"

The several weapons that Ye Fan threw at the Angel of Death were not all in vain. A spear pierced the Angel of Death's breastbone, causing him to explode and fall down.

This is undoubtedly a horrifying scene. A remnant of the Daoist saint can't avoid it. What kind of horror is this?

However, now that they have made a move, there is no way out now, and many people are madly rushing to fight Ye Fan, who is in the lowest state of his life. This is their last chance.

However, Ye Fan's strength exceeded people's expectations. He was indifferent and decisive, and he shot fiercely, killing all heroes with blood, without any kindness at all.

A flash of blood flashed, and Ye Fan's palm cut open the neck of a great sage, and the blood splashed everywhere. The head flew up to a height of more than ten meters, and his rushing body rushed forward hundreds of steps Yuancai fell in a pool of blood.

The bright red was blooming, and Ye Fan slashed in front of him with a heavenly knife he had snatched. The person and rider were divided into two halves, and hot blood spilled out.

"puff!"

He swept across with his right leg, smashing a great sage into a pulp like an iron stake, and then with a flash of the sharp magic knife in his hand, three people were hacked vertically one after another, blood spattered dozens of feet high.

This is a blood-stained land, even if some people still have a part of their morality, they still can't shake Ye Fan's real body. In just a moment, there are dozens of corpses under his feet.

He is like entering the land of no one, and no one can stop him. He once fought with the ancient supreme, and there is a terrible aura about him, which makes people tremble.