Urban Madness

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Ye Fan's voice revealed unparalleled self-confidence and domineering, but his heart was actually very flustered.

The current situation is extremely unfavorable for Ye Fan.

The great priest is worthy of being standing on the top of the Japanese kingdom, ten times more difficult to deal with than the Sword Saint Source Musashi, possessing many secret techniques, and he doesn't give Ye Fan any chance to head-on.

Whether it was the aperture formed by the power of faith or the field suddenly summoned, Ye Fan felt a great deal of pressure. A little carelessness could lead to death here.

But he knew that the more such a time, the less he could show his cowardice.

What's more, there is no real invincibility in this world. Although this field is extremely powerful, there must be some way to crack it.

"Boom!"

The next moment, Ye Fan slammed his right foot on the ground, and with the help of the force of the counter shock, he merged with the Heavenly Dragon Breaking City Halberd in his hand and attacked the great priest in the sky.

Seeing his menacing appearance, the great priest still stood in the air, a mysterious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of sarcasm, without the slightest dodge.

Soon, Ye Fan noticed something was wrong.

The distance between him and the great priest is roughly a hundred meters away, but he has charged more than a kilometer, but the distance between him and the great priest is not the slightest indentation, which is still the same as before.

At this moment, Ye Fan seemed to have encountered a ghost hitting a wall, or a great priest in the sky, like a mirage.

The two seem to be not far away, close to the horizon, separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, it is impossible to pass.

"Hahaha..." The great priest's unbridled laughter echoed in the entire space:

"Ye Beichen, don't you understand? All the laws in this space will be changed because of my mind! Even if you run for a hundred years, you won't be able to touch the corner of my clothes! Accept your fate, you are indeed very Strong, but mere mortals cannot defeat the gods!"

Hearing these words, Ye Fan simply stopped. He raised his head and looked at the great priest who was holding the winning ticket. His eyes were dazzling, and he said, "You are also worthy of being called a god? I yeah!"

"My thoughts are like a knife, I should cut the world!"

As soon as the voice fell, Ye Fan did not hesitate to use most of his divine consciousness, condensing an invisible Immortal Slashing Flying Sword on his head.

...

"Wow!"

Zhan Xian Fei Dao has no shape. As soon as it appears, it locks the vitality of the great priest, and shoots out, as if it has surpassed the shackles of space and broke through the chains. It is like a sword from a god, appearing in the great priest without warning. In front of.

In an instant, the pupils of the great priest suddenly shrank into the most dangerous pin-sharp shape. He never expected that under this situation, Ye Fan would still be able to display such domineering supernatural powers, threatening his life.

At the moment of the moment, the aperture behind the head of the great priest instantly expanded, condensing a tough barrier to protect the Lord.

"Chang!"

The deafening crash sound resounded throughout the space.

The light of that light circle dimmed in an instant, without the feeling of brilliance before, it seemed that a lot of power was consumed by the Zhanxian Flying Knife, and it was almost dried up.

However, Zhan Xian Fei Dao also vanished, disappearing invisible.

With Ye Fan's current strength, it is absolutely impossible to display this magical power again in a short time.

"Hohoho!"

The aperture was severely damaged, and the great priest could no longer maintain his composure, and he burst out with a hoarse roar: "Ye Beichen, it took me a hundred years of hard work to condense this aperture, and you have caused a great loss of spiritual power! Today, even if Da Luo Jinxian descended, I can't save you, go to death!"

At the same time as the roaring, the hands of the great priest bear one after another mysterious mark, and the moon-like Yata mirror on the sky suddenly shines brightly.

Under this sacred and vast light, hundreds of millions of stars are eclipsed and cannot be compared with it.

This small world seemed to have evolved into a solemn pure land, shrouded in light.

Between the heaven and the earth, there is no other color except this dazzling light.

The pure power contained in it is more powerful than the other "Three Sacred Weapon" Sky Cong Yun Sword, as if it has reached the limit that this world can carry.

"town!"

The great priest shouted loudly, a simple word, but it contained incomparable will, the sound was like a spring thunder, unstoppable, directly erupting in Ye Fan's divine consciousness.

Ye Fan seemed to have been drunk, trembling all over his body, his vellus hair stood up, and he was silent.

If an ordinary master martial artist is here, I am afraid that this voice alone will be enough to make him become an idiot.

"Boom!"

Following the pardon of the great priest, the Yata mirror from high in the sky came all the way down to suppress Ye Fan.

Although the speed is not fast, Ye Fan's energy is completely locked, the sky is big, there is nowhere to hide, and there is nowhere to hide.

Even though he was far away, Ye Fan felt that every inch of his skin, every muscle, and every bone seemed to be under great pressure and to be torn apart.

He has a strong hunch that if he is really hit by the Yata Mirror, even if he has the Heavenly Overlord Body, the power of Nirvana, and other magical powers, he will probably not survive and will fall here.

The strong threat of death caused him to explode the potential in his body, grasping the Heavenly Dragon Breaking City Halberd in his hand, and using the halberd instead of the sword, he fiercely inserted into the ground in front of him, and shouted:

"Ren Jianping all directions!"

The inner strength in Ye Fan's dantian gushes out like the Yangtze River bursts its dyke, crazily injecting into the Heavenly Dragon Broken City Halberd.

Although the Heavenly Dragon Breaking the City Halberd is not a sword, the core of the Beichen Seven Swords taught by Lao Wei is not the carrier, but the sword intent contained therein, which can be used even if there is no sword in his hand.

"Huh!"

In the next moment, the heavenly dragon broke the city with a dazzling brilliance, like the light of the polar region, shining in all directions, passing through the world, and faintly pressing past the eight mirrors.

Under the shining light, Ye Fan's body also has a little more sacred aura, transcendence, no dust and no dirt, facing the great priest from a distance, fighting against each other, and not inferior.

After a few breaths, the Yata Mirror carried the momentum of destruction and crashed into the light barrier formed by Ren Jian.

"Boom boom boom boom boom!!!"

The terrifying energy ripples turned into shock waves, flooding the entire small world.

However, the strength of the light barrier is beyond ordinary people's imagination, and it is indestructible.

After a long time, the Yata Mirror, one of the "three magical weapons", has not caused any cracks in it, and can only return without success.

...

At this moment, Ye Fan raised his head and looked at the great priest, with his head high and his chest high, and he said loudly:

"Huh! Great priest, you have taken advantage of the time and place, but now you don’t have any trouble with me! What's more, it’s not easy for you to use such a realm! Let’s just consume it, Let's see who is going to die in the end!"

The great priest heard the words, his eyes half-squinted, and the light of yin prey bloomed.

Ye Fan's words pierced his weakness.

In this area, he is indeed as powerful as the creator and can control the law, but this is not endless.

Even with the power of faith of countless believers, he can only maintain the domain for an hour at most.

Once the domain disappears and fight Ye Fan alone, his probability of victory will be greatly reduced.

"Ye Beichen, do you think that if the tortoise is shrunk in this enchantment, why can't I stop you?"

The great priest said, his eyes revealed a touch of determination, as if some major decision had been made, gritted his teeth and said:

"You forced me! Today, even if I lose my one hundred years of life, I will kill you! It is your honor to die under this secret technique!"

As he said, the face of the great priest revealed a solemn and pious expression, he cut the veins of his wrist without hesitation, and let the blood stain his body.

The two opposing auras of sacred and evil, at this moment, perfectly merged in his body.

Immediately afterwards, he used blood as ink, his fingers danced frantically, writing mysterious words one after another in the sky.

These words seem to have been given life, "live" and form a line after line of sentences, even confidently chanting an ancient mantra:

"A existence more vast than the sky!"

"Existence deeper than the earth!"

"A wider existence than the ocean!"

"Your most loyal servant, praise you with blood, and sacrifice to you with life. Please bring down the power to judge the world!"

"Forbidden technique-Izanagi!"