Urban Madness

With Ye Fan's sword, there was no overwhelming momentum, it looked very ordinary.

Any monk who has learned swordsmanship for a few years can display more gorgeous sword moves.

"Cut! Brat, you are still far behind if you want to fight against the demon generals! The previous achievements are probably rumors, and you are not as powerful as the rumors!"

The middle-ranked demon will continuously gather mana and inject it into that demon clan supernatural power.

He wants to completely kill Ye Fan before everyone in Xuantian Palace, only in this way can he bring them complete despair.

What the demons want is the despair of the human race, as long as they are desperate, then all human cultivators will become puppets and slaves of the demons. This is exactly what the demon king wants to see.

Therefore, killing is just a means.

"ignorance!"

Ye Fan shook his head, no longer wanting to argue.

Today, Ye Fan's time is precious, and there are many important things to do.

A small middle-ranked magic commander, he simply didn't care about it.

"cut!"

Ye Fan injected his inner strength into the Wuxiang Sword, and his strength was fully concentrated.

But to outsiders, it seems ordinary.

Looking at this sword, everyone in Xuantian Palace showed disappointed expressions.

In their opinion, even the weakest disciple of Xuantian Palace, the swordsmanship displayed is far better than this trick.

Therefore, they are desperate.

It turned out that the so-called Big Dipper's No. 1 Tianjiao was just a garish, with no real strength at all, just like a clown in grandstanding.

And Cao Yunxi's beautiful eyes were full of sadness. She seemed to see the scene of Ye Fan being swallowed by magical energy, which was the result she least wanted to see.

But everything is going on continuously, she, a woman with the seventh rank of God, can't stop all of this at all.

She even thought now that she shouldn't imagine Ye Fan being able to come to her side. In that case, Ye Fan wouldn't have to die here.

"Ye Fan, did my thoughts hurt you? Although this sounds absurd, I would rather you not appear before my eyes, I would rather you not hear my prayers!"

Cao Yunxi closed her eyes, but her mind was full of scenes of Ye Fan being severely injured and even exploding to death.

Judging from the power of the demon king's secret technique used by the middle demon general, he absorbed too much power of the demon soldier. Even the palace lord of the Xuantian Palace could not resist this blow and died on the spot.

But Ye Fan, a cultivator with the Ninth Rank of God Transformation, how he can fight, he will only die even worse.

The more I thought about it, the more I became afraid. Fear had already occupied Cao Yunxi's heart. She was actually not afraid of her own death, but afraid of seeing Ye Fan's death.

...

"Hey, Ye Fan, we can't help you this time. You are too confident and asked for it!"

"Why is the rumored number one arrogant of the Big Dipper so mindless? Even if he doesn't have any strength, at least his mind should be flexible? How can he fight against the middle-ranked general and this middle-ranked monk? It will also give him face and actually use the Demon King's Secret Art. This time it is really over.

"If the demon general strikes normally, maybe our Xuantian Palace still has a chance to fight under the leadership of the palace lord. It is completely over now, everything is too late!"

All the disciples in Xuantian Temple blamed Ye Fan for his brainlessness and stupidity. He used the method of thoroughly angering the middle-ranked demon to enhance his sense of existence. This was completely vanity at work and was extremely shameful.

Although you are not afraid of death, who wants to die like this?

As long as they can linger for a while, they will act without hesitation.

They can still fight and entangle with the demon generals, but Ye Fan's behavior completely shattered their hopes, and now they only have despair, because the demon generals used the demon king's secret technique.

This is the supernatural power bestowed by the demon king, once used, it consumes a lot of money, but the resulting power is greater, and no one can resist it.

Just as everyone was thinking about it and waiting for death to come, Ye Fan's sword light began to condense, ready to be cut down.

"I don't have any power of sword aura. Is this a sword move?"

"Although gorgeous, it's just an empty shelf!"

"It's really hateful, why does Ye Fan have to look for death in such a hurry?"

...

Everyone looked at the sword light on the point of the invisible sword. At first, it was extremely weak, like a firefly, and it would be difficult to find without looking carefully.

But a few seconds later.

"Huh!"

On the sword tip box, the light was brilliant, and the sword energy burst out!

Like a beam of light, tearing through the night, illuminating the nine heavens.

It's dazzling and devastating.

Just like a blazing sun, blooming in the sight, brilliantly like a flame, burning eyes!

No words can describe the majesty of that sword.

Time seems to freeze at this moment.

Everyone's eyes stopped, standing there like a puppet. At the same time, the middle-ranked general who had gathered endless magic power stopped moving. He himself was standing still like a statue.

The eyes of all the magic soldiers were widened, and they seemed to see their own reflection, stagnating space.

I don't know how much time has passed, time has flowed again, and everything has returned to normal.

"Crack!"

A crisp cracking sound sounded. The middle-ranked demon commander, who was still invincible just now, completely separated his body, was split into two, and cut off!

"Crack! Click! Click..."

The sound of fragmentation kept coming and going.

The breath of death and destruction instantly filled the audience.

In the demon army camp, all the demon generals and demon soldiers shattered like glass.

One sword, ten thousand demons!

The violent wind swept through the **** breath, making everyone's hearts tremble.

The disciples of Xuantian Temple seemed to have returned from purgatory, their eyes were still widening and looking at the scene ahead, their thinking stopped and they were unable to think.

...

"What, what is this?"

No one knows what happened before their eyes, they only saw the endless sea of ​​dead blood, Ye Fan's clothes were not stained with dust, just like a radiant **** descending!

"Ye Fan..."

Cao Yunxi cried. She looked at the man standing at the highest point of the sea of ​​blood, the invincible true god, and her heart was overwhelmed and she couldn't calm down.

The demon clan was annihilated, completely annihilated, the body of the middle demon general even turned into flying dust, and there was no place to be buried.

Suddenly, Ye Fan waved his hand, a hurricane blew by, and the bodies of all the Demon Warriors turned into dust and dissipated in the sky.

At this moment, Ye Fan seemed to be the only ruler between heaven and earth.

The so-called powerful demons are nothing but dust and ants before his eyes.

As long as you meet him, any demon will perish!