Urban Madness

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Zhan Xian Fei Dao is a magic attack taught by Beichen Xianzun Wei Lao, killing people invisible.

Now, time and space are frozen.

In the still world, only this invisible blade, "swish" into the sea of ​​consciousness in the heart of King Zhuo's eyebrows.

"Puff!"

Suddenly, King Zhuo, who had just been unbelievable and arrogant, was shocked all over his body, spitting out a big mouthful of red blood, as if he had been tortured with thousands of arrows.

Immediately, the fast sword sword energy he had just chopped out had already reached the tip of Ye Fan's nose, but it quickly disintegrated because of the inability of his successor to eliminate the invisible.

"Dengdeng Deng Deng Deng !!!"

Zhuo Wangsun took seventeen or eight steps back in a row, and finally sat down on the ground, his face pale, and he was dying, as if half his foot had stepped into a ghost gate.

For a while, there was silence in the venue, and the needle drop was audible, and there was deathly silence.

The passersby onlookers in the distance were all dumbfounded and dumbfounded. They couldn't believe their eyes.

This scene that happened before them caused an unprecedented visual impact on them.

This... is incredible!

In the eyes of others, Ye Fan clearly stood there, motionless, but Zhuo Wangsun suffered heavy injuries himself.

Could Ye Fan really stare him to death with his eyes?

"Divine consciousness attack! It turned out to be a divine consciousness attack?!"

There was a look of surprise in Miss Yun's beautiful eyes, and there was a wave of waves in her heart.

The intensity of the aura of the Fire Spirit Star is several times that of the Earth, but after all, it is a lower plane. Most monks practice in a very simple way, mainly relying on tempering their flesh or training weapons.

Therefore, even in the Fire Spirit Star, most monks are not good at using divine knowledge, and only some top sects that have been passed down for thousands of years will conduct research.

As for the monks who are good at attacking the gods, they are even less pitiful, but every one of them is one of the best geniuses who will be able to shine in the light of time.

Before, Ms. Yun thought that Ye Fan was the one who said nothing.

But looking at it this way, although Ye Fan is proud, he has the capital to be completely proud.

In the same way, the weak said it was a big talk, but the strong said it was just right.

...

On the other side, Ye Fan's heart was equally surprised.

He originally thought that he could easily kill King Zhuo with the Slashing Immortal Flying Sword.

But now, although Zhuo Wangsun was severely injured and lost his combat effectiveness, he did not die and was still lingering.

"Lao Wei, can I still kill a cultivator of the late Jindan stage with my current strength?" Ye Fan asked secretly in his heart.

If this was heard by other people, I would be surprised.

A monk in the early stage of Jin Dan even threatened to cross the border to kill the monks in the late period of Jin Dan.

However, although Ye Fan's realm was only in the early stage of Jindan, his combat effectiveness could not be measured by common sense.

What he condensed was the immortal golden core, and the heavens and all realms could not find a few such peerless geniuses.

Not long ago, even the leader of the Zoroastrian cult at the peak of Jin Dan died at his hands.

"Although the realm of King Zhuo Sun is not high, he has an extraordinary family background. There should be some protective magic weapon on his body that can defend against attacks by the gods! And this young monk in the world of cultivating immortals, even if he doesn't know how to attack with gods, he still cultivate Will exercise spiritual consciousness, and discuss the intensity of spiritual consciousness, far better than the warriors on earth!" Wei Lao explained.

Ye Fan nodded when he heard this.

If you think about it, if the cultivators on the Fire Spirit Star are fragile like a piece of thin paper, wouldn't he be able to sweep the invincible with the Slashing Immortal Flying Knife?

Of course this is impossible!

In fact, Ye Fan's blow to King Zhuo severely hit King Sun, which was unthinkable to outsiders.

This kind of strength is by no means an unknown person, and can at least be ranked in the top 20 of the talent spectrum.

"Ho **** ho ho!"

At this moment, Zhuo Wangsun let out a hysterical roar.

At this moment, he had a hideous face, distorted features, and stared at Ye Fan fiercely. Although he lost the power to fight again, the hatred in his eyes did not dissipate, but reached an unprecedented peak. cut.

He is the little Hou Ye of Wuyang Houfu, and he is the arrogant man in the spectrum of outstanding people. He has never been the only one who stepped on others. Where did he suffer such humiliation?

More importantly, Miss Yun can see her embarrassed appearance completely...

"Smelly boy, I swear, I will never let you go, I want you not to see the sun tomorrow!" Zhuo Wangsun threatened viciously.

"Huh... when you die, you dare to be tough!"

Ye Fan's eyes flashed, his murderous aura boiled, and he locked on Zhuo Wangsun's aura.

Chopping the weeds without removing the roots, the spring breeze blows back!

Since Liangzi has already settled, there is no room for maneuver. Even if he raises his hands high now, King Zhuo will not settle things down afterwards.

Instead of passive defense, it is better to kill the danger directly in the cradle.

Of course, killing King Zhuo would definitely offend Wuyanghoufu, but in Ye Fan's eyes, a small Wuyanghou was nothing.

"not good!"

Feeling Ye Fan’s fierce murderous aura, Zhuo Wangsun’s pupils shrank suddenly, his spine became cold, he smelled a strong breath of death, and he had a strong premonition in his heart——

Ye Fan would really do it, killing himself in full view.

But Zhuo Wangsun, who was hit hard, had no power to fight back, and could only shout to Kong Fei not far away:

"Brother Kong, save me!"

...

Strictly speaking, Kong Fei and Zhuo Wangsun did not have any friendship, they were just general acquaintances.

But since Zhuo Wangsun asked each other, if he couldn't save him, Wu Yanghou would pursue it afterwards. Even if he had the Juechen Sword Sect as a backer, it would not be easy to explain.

"She!"

At the moment of the moment, Kong Fei drew a silver incandescent scimitar from his waist, and the white light flashed across the sky like a horse, tearing the sky apart.

The scimitar in his hand is like a crescent moon. The white handle is matched with a polished silver blade. The surface of the back of the knife is decorated with dots. The handle is tied with a red ribbon. The moment the knife is released, it is accompanied by a high-pitched knife. Ming, as if some terrifying beast was awakening.

"Absolute Blade Rage!"

Kong Fei yelled, and the scimitar exploded with a terrible evil spirit.

Even with a long distance away, people onlookers in the distance have an illusion, as if their throat was cut by a sharp blade, and their lives were harvested by this terrifying scimitar.

Kong Fei comes from the Juechen Sword Sect and is a closed disciple of the Sect Master. His sword skills have reached a superb level, and he ranks higher than Zhuo Wangsun on the spectrum of outstanding figures.

When Ye Fan confronted Zhuo Wangsun just now, he showed a mysterious attack of consciousness, which made Kong Fei dare not neglect, so he displayed the strongest ultimate move as soon as he came up.

Moreover, Kong Fei has full confidence in himself.

Although the monks who specialize in divine consciousness are tough, they also have fatal weaknesses.

First, they often neglect physical training, and their melee ability is very weak.

Secondly, after launching a powerful consciousness attack, it will enter a "fatigue period", which must be rested for a period of time. This "fatigue period" can be as long as several days or as short as a few minutes.

Now, less than a minute before Ye Fan launched the offensive, Kong Fei was sure that he could not use his magical powers again, naturally full of confidence.

Looking at the scimitar, Ye Fan didn't change his face, calm as usual, and said lightly:

"Those who block me, die!"

As soon as the voice fell, he raised his right hand and slightly pressed against the void in front of him, his understatement seemed to be swiping a fly.

"Boom!"

Immediately, the sky within a radius of 100 meters was dark.

A giant palm resembling a mountain, carrying the might of suppressing all things, descended from the sky.

"How... how is it possible?!"

Kong Fei looked up at the giant palm that covered the sky, his face pale and horrified, his vest completely soaked in cold sweat.

He never expected that Ye Fan not only did not enter the "tired period", but also mastered such a powerful and domineering combat technique.

This top-down giant palm covering the sky made him feel a strong death threat, and he was almost suffocating. He wanted to escape but it was too late.

"boom!"

In the next moment, the giant palm covering the sky slammed on his body, and the earth shook, cracking thousands of cracks.

Some of the weaker onlookers in the distance were even staggered and fell to the ground, embarrassed.

After more than half a minute, when the dust clears, everyone can see clearly——

Kong Fei's body was stuffed into the ground abruptly, like a nail being driven into a wooden board, only showing a head, but completely wrapped in blood, it was terrible.

And that scimitar was naturally shattered in the bombardment.

"hiss!"

Seeing this scene, other passers-by breathed in air, and looked at Ye Fan with an incredible look, a bit less contemptuous than before, and turned into a deep awe and jealousy.

With just two moves, he killed the geniuses ranked 93 and 94 on the Renjie chart, and he didn't seem to use his full strength at all, it was as easy as slapping two flies.

What is the strong?

This is the strong one!