Chapter 2387: The eighth magical power in the world (five shift)

For so many years, Xiao Fan had never been so cautious when facing a monk of the same rank, even if he had faced Yuwenxian before, Xiao Fan had not.
But now, Xiao Fan had to treat it seriously.
"Huh, it was blocked?" Zi Yunfeng also looked at Xiao Fan with a slight surprise. He seldom used this trick in front of others, even if he played against Luo Wenhan and the others before, he had never used it.
Because in his opinion, Luo Wenhan is not worth his use at all, and he has never cared about the No. 1 courtyard.
Among these true disciples, his identity is the most special, he is the direct line of Ziyufeng, and he is not short of this divine aura, so there is no need to reveal his trump card.
Ziyunfeng has always believed that if he exerts such supernatural powers, it won't be a problem even to enter the top three of Tianwu Shenshan's young generation.
But now, his magical powers were actually blocked by Xiao Fan, how could he not be surprised?
"It's no wonder that you can defeat Luo Wenhan and the four of them. You really have the strength to fight with me." Zi Yunfeng said lightly, still like a superior king.
"Unfortunately, you are still not qualified to fight with me." Xiao Fan grinned.
Even though he said that, he didn't dare to despise Ziyunfeng from the bottom of his heart, but he was very upset about Ziyunfeng's aloof appearance.
It is Xiao Fan's consistent style to despise the enemy strategically and attach importance to the enemy tactically.
"Hmph, I want to see how long you can last." Zi Yunfeng snorted coldly. Although he has not exposed all his power for so many years, he has never been so despised.
As the words fell, a terrible breath broke out in vain from Zi Yunfeng's body, and purple rays of light bloomed from him, all pouring into the sword's fingers.
The power of the purple sword aura increased again, and wherever it passed, the black vortex suddenly exploded, and the majestic energy surged toward the purple sword aura again.
This increase and the other decrease, Xiao Fan's supernatural powers finally couldn't support it, and they began to explode. Xiao Fan's body couldn't bear it either, and he began to retreat quickly.
"Buried Light Sword!"
At this moment, Zi Yunfeng sipped softly and turned his fingers into the sword. A purple sword light condensed and formed in the void. In the blink of an eye, it had penetrated Xiao Fan's body and was torn to pieces by countless purple sword energy.
In this scene, the crowd happened to see it, and their eyes were full of horror.
"Xiao, Xiao Fan is dead?" The crowd exclaimed, their hearts trembled, and a chill quietly rose.
Luo Wenhan, Juehen, Luo Shisan and Yunhan also opened their eyes wide, with incredible colors in their eyes.
They fought Ziyunfeng more than once or twice, but they had never seen such a powerful Ziyunfeng. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never believe that Ziyunfeng could kill Xiao Fan.
"How could he be so strong? No, he has been hiding his strength?" Luo Wenhan took a deep breath, and his gaze at Zi Yunfeng became more jealous.
"More than that, he is making a breakthrough now, and he has already broken through to the late stage of the Ancient God Realm. I am afraid that the people from the other Five Peaks may not be his opponents." Juehen's face was extremely ugly.
For a long time, they thought that they were comparable to Ziyunfeng in strength, but now they realized how ridiculous it was.
The four of them were not Xiao Fan's opponents, but Zi Yunfeng killed Xiao Fan alone.
You know, Xiao Fan has killed Lu Jinglong and defeated Lu Wuchen. Now Ziyunfeng has killed Xiao Fan. Doesn't it mean that he can also kill Lu Jinglong and defeat Lu Wuchen?
"I knew that Senior Brother Ziyunfeng is invincible, that kid is self-righteous, and he deserves to die now!"
"When the battlefield of Hundred Kills is opened, Brother Ziyunfeng will definitely be able to get the chance to break through the Divine King Realm and rejuvenate my Ziyu Peak, especially that someone from outside can compare?"
"If you die, you will die. Who told him to be too arrogant? It's ridiculous that he wanted to occupy Courtyard No. 1 when he came."
The crowd recovered from the shock, and their faces were full of surprises. No one cared about Xiao Fan's death.
Ziyunfeng stood in the sky, faintly looking at the place where Xiao Fan's body exploded, shook his head and said: "If you can die under my supernatural powers, you will die well."
When the voice fell, Zi Yunfeng turned around and prepared to leave, as if he didn't want to stay here for a while.
However, just the moment he turned around, an indifferent voice sounded in vain, and Zi Yunfeng trembled slightly, suddenly turning around and looking down.
"It's worthy of being the eighth-ranked assimilation of supernatural powers, it's really interesting."
The sound is not loud, but everyone can hear it clearly. The crowd's eyes are wide open, and the eyes are full of surprise, as if they were a ghost.
In an instant, everyone's eyes gathered at the No. 1 courtyard, no, to be precise, they were staring at the door of the room. The sound just came from the room.
With a creak, the door opened again, and a figure stepped out of the room.
"Xiao, Xiao Fan?" Someone called out strangely, and instantly recognized that person.
The monks in the audience were horrified. The person standing was no one else, but Xiao Fan who had just been killed by Zi Yunfeng.
But isn't Xiao Fan already dead? Who is Xiao Fan in front of you?
"I see, it was not his body that was fighting with Senior Brother Ziyunfeng just now, but the clone he refined?" An older monk screamed and understood the reason.
Clone?
The crowd's breathing has also become hurried. If this is the case, then the four of them who won the victory over Luo Wenhan just now were just the clones of Xiao Fan?
At this moment, the crowd's gaze at Xiao Fan changed again, and a clone was tyrannical, so how terrible is his body?
The crowd came to understand, yes, before Xiao Fan left the courtyard, according to the truth, the big formation should be withdrawn.
But the big formation of Xiao Fan courtyard has not disappeared, the only possibility is that Xiao Fan has not left the courtyard.
"Puff!" Luo Wenhan and Yun Han couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood, looking at Xiao Fan with red eyes.
Thinking that they were actually slapped by Xiao Fan's clone, the two felt very uncomfortable.
Both Juehen and Luo Shisan were not much better, their expressions were uncertain, and the gazes towards Xiao Fan were full of fear.
"Hmph, what about the clone, I can kill your clone, and I can also kill your body." Zi Yunfeng said coldly.
Fighting with Xiao Fan's clone gave him a feeling of being played around. Originally, he was confident that he would kill Xiao Fan and shock the younger generation of Ziyu Peak.
But now I realized that I was just a clown being tricked by Xiao Fan, and Zi Yunfeng's anger didn't strike anymore.
"I also want to try, what is the legendary eighth magical power in the world?" Xiao Fan whispered, stepped on his foot, and instantly appeared not far from Ziyunfeng.
"I'll let you understand." Zi Yunfeng sneered, his expression extremely cold, spreading out his hands, a purple long sword suddenly appeared in his hands.
Immediately afterwards, a tyrannical aura burst out from Zi Yunfeng, a peculiar energy rippling around him as the center, and the void couldn't bear his pressure. "Please!" Xiao Fan made a please gesture, and stood with one hand, like a proud sword, faintly looking at Zi Yunfeng.