Urban Madness

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Baiyun Peak.

Looking at the scene where Ye Fan killed Nine Dragons with one sword, all the warriors in the distance were dumbfounded and dumbfounded, with an incredible expression on their faces, and they couldn't believe their eyes.

There is no doubt about the strength of the Patriarch of the Zhang family. If he is selected among the strong in the ancient martial arts world, he can securely enter the top three, and even aspire to the highest throne.

Just now, he casually summoned the magical powers of the nine dragons, which made everyone even more astonished.

But now, that crimson sword pierced and decayed, unstoppable, like a punishment from the **** of destruction.

"hiss!"

Everyone couldn't help but breathe in air-conditioning, and the whole body was shocked, like being shocked by an electric shock, as if their heart was severely gripped by an invisible hand, almost out of breath.

"How is this possible?!"

Even Zhang Lingxiao himself couldn't help but exclaim, the muscles on his face that twitched constantly, revealing the monstrous waves in his heart.

He never expected that Ye Fan's sword had such power, and it also contained an extremely pure sword intent, as if it had touched the origin of the Dao.

"Wow!"

After slaying the nine divine dragons, the Scarlet Sword Gang went away, and continued to move forward, smashing the Huashan Mountain with strength, and slashing towards Zhang Lingxiao.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Lingxiao's face changed drastically, angry and shocked.

Angrily, Ye Fan dared to be so bold and provoke his majesty.

What was shocking was that in this sword, he even felt a threat of death. If he did not dodge, his life might be in danger.

Under extreme fear, Zhang Lingxiao's figure flashed, as if disappearing in place, ordinary people could not see his movements at all.

However, this crimson sword gang completely locked his aura, like a gangrene attached to bones, catching up closely.

Suddenly, Zhang Lingxiao was like a prey falling into a trap, and he actually had a feeling of "the sky is big and there is nowhere to hide".

Sword Qi surged, tearing through the sky, and everything passed by, everything died.

After a few breaths, the speed of Crimson Sword Gang suddenly accelerated, surpassing the speed of sound, and was about to hit Zhang Lingxiao's chest.

At the moment of the moment, Zhang Lingxiao rushed into the crown, swallowing the mountains and rivers with anger, advancing instead of retreating, and shouted up to the sky:

"Niezhang, how dare you be so presumptuous in my Zhang family, is I really afraid that you won't succeed?!"

"Haotian treasure mirror-now!"

...

As soon as the voice fell, the light on his chest was brilliant, and an octagonal mirror floated out, shining brightly and dazzlingly.

The material is neither gold nor jade. It has the shape of ancient seals in tadpole script and the shape of a cloud and dragon. It is not carved or painted. It faintly reveals a simple and vast atmosphere, and it is unknown how many years it has existed.

In the smooth mirror surface, there seem to be colorful flowers, rain, golden clouds, wind, water and fire, which can change at any time and change endlessly.

"Huh!"

The next moment, Crimson Sword Gang slammed into this precious mirror abruptly.

Immediately afterwards, something incredible happened-

The Crimson Sword Gang is sharp and unparalleled, and even the nine dragons have been cut off, but now after hitting the treasure mirror, they are directly submerged in it, like a stone sinking into the sea, without any movement.

Ye Fan even had an illusion, as if this treasure mirror was a huge mouth of gluttony, capable of swallowing everything.

"Boom!"

A few seconds later, this precious mirror vibrated violently, as if something earth-shattering was brewing inside.

In the dark, Ye Fan sensed a strong ominous premonition, and his whole body was erected, and he was very jealous.

Suddenly, the precious mirror turned its position as if it had opened up wisely. The mirror surface was aimed at Ye Fan, and a beam of light was emitted, whose light was comparable to a star.

Looking intently, Ye Fan realized that this beam of light was the Crimson Sword Gang that he had displayed just now, and he turned against him at this moment.

Seeing this scene, Ye Fan's pupils shrank suddenly, frightened.

He tried to use his divine consciousness to sense the scarlet sword gang, but found that there was no connection between the two parties.

This scarlet sword gun seemed to have "betrayed" and was completely controlled by the enemy and became a weapon to attack oneself.

Fifty meters!

Twenty meters!

Ten meters!

Five meters!

Seeing that Crimson Sword Gang was about to hit him, Ye Fan didn't dare to neglect anymore, running "Kunpeng Swallowing Sky Art", his body floated in mid-air, his whole body opened with one hundred and eighty thousand pores, dissolving it into the most original source. Energy, swallowed into your own belly.

"call……"

After resolving the crisis, Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief, but did not dare to relax. He looked at the precious mirror high in the sky with a gloomy face, like an enemy.

His "Kunpeng Swallowing Sky Jue" is like a deep black hole that can swallow everything.

However, the precious mirror in front of him can absorb the enemy's attack and then fight back.

Ye Fan's first time seeing such a mysterious magic weapon.

Among those warriors in the distance, someone recognized its origin and exclaimed:

"This...this is the eighth-ranked divine soldier on the list of 100 soldiers-the Haotian Mirror!"

"According to the rumors, the Haotian Treasure Mirror is the supreme treasure of the Taoist School, with the universe inside. No matter how powerful magical spells are, as long as they are illuminated by the mirror light, they will be assimilated by the mirror light, and the master will be eaten back!"

"As early as hundreds of years ago, this baby had been lost! I didn't expect it to fall into the hands of the Zhang family!"

Hearing these babbled voices, Ye Fan's face became more solemn.

The Hundred Soldiers List is the most authoritative list in the ancient martial arts world, including the magic soldiers of various sects and families for thousands of years.

Anyone who can be on the list is a top-notch magic weapon.

The Zhang family deserves to be the first family of Guwu, and the thunder knife used by the second young man Zhang Yang ranks 87th.

And the Eight Desolation Bell that the Great Elder worshipped was the nineteenth **** soldier.

Now, the Haotian treasure mirror summoned by Zhang Lingxiao ranks in the top ten, which can prove its mysteriousness.

Its characteristic is "rebound", and it is the same as the other.

In martial arts, martial arts such as Tai Chi, Zhan Yi Shi Shi Shi Shi, etc., also have the use of force to fight, four or two strokes.

No matter what kind of effort the opponent exerts, they can transfer their strength and counterattack the opponent itself.

The higher the martial arts of the person who shot, the more miserable the way of death, causing the opponent to suffer and die under his own tricks.

However, what the Haotian Mirror bounced back was not fists and swords, but Taoism magical powers.

In an instant, absorbing the enemy's attack and then rebounding it is really too overbearing and outrageous.

If Ye Fan had been a little careless or hadn't practiced "Kunpeng Swallowing the Sky", he would have to face the crimson sword that he displayed, even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured.

Imagine how many strong people have been drinking hatred under this Haotian treasure mirror throughout the ages.

Of course, this treasure mirror is not invincible. The power it can rebound should have a limit. Once the limit is exceeded, it cannot continue to rebound.

...

At this moment, Zhang Lingxiao's eyes were like electricity, glanced towards Ye Fan, and said sharply:

"Boy, it's no wonder that Kuang'er and Yang'er are both dead in your hands. They have a little way to force me to use the Clear Sky Mirror! But that's it! Once the Clear Sky Mirror comes out, no matter what magical powers you have, they will Was bounced back, and finally died on the spot!"

Between the lines, there is extreme confidence.

In Zhang Lingxiao's view, even if Ye Fan is a lawless Monkey King who can make a fuss in the Heavenly Palace, he is a Tathagata Buddha, who can be suppressed with one palm.

"Boy, don't do fearless struggle anymore! If you immediately kneel down to beg for mercy, disuse martial arts, and then hand over all the secrets and magic weapons, I can still consider giving you a way out!" Zhang Lingxiao persuaded to surrender.

If Ye Fan was killed in this way, Zhang Lingxiao would not get any benefit, his two sons, two elders, and dozens of silver armor guards would all die in vain.

However, Ye Fan had a strength comparable to that of a Heavenly Powerhouse at a young age, and he definitely possessed some marvelous techniques.

If you can get that kind of exercise, no matter how much sacrifice you make, it will be worth it.

However, Ye Fan was not frightened. Instead, he straightened his chest and took a step forward, revealing his fearless aura of swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger, and said proudly:

"Huh! Zhang Lingxiao, even if you have the Haotian Mirror, what about it? There is no strongest magic weapon in this world, only the strongest person! I would like to fight with you to see if this mirror is like a legend China is so indestructible!"

As soon as the voice fell, Ye Fan's sword appeared like a dragon, instantly splitting hundreds of sharp sword auras, forming an airtight sword formation in the air, splitting the space, and covering the place where Zhang Lingxiao was.

The area covered by this sword formation is far beyond the scope of the Haotian Mirror.