Chapter 1910: Horror promotion

"Very good, then come on!"
Ye Fan smiled coldly, the aura on his body continued to increase, making Ming Xuan more and more surprised.
"The Eightfold Peak of Transformation Realm!"
At the moment when Ye Fan's final state was defined, Ming Xuan couldn't help but exclaimed.
Prior to this, he had had two battles with Ye Fan. In the first Ye Fan crisis, he broke through the fourth level, and in the second game, he broke through the double cultivation base and reached the mid-sixth level, but Ming Xuan also improved at that time. It's huge, so there is a great array of fallen.
But now, it was even more exaggerated than before, and there was an almost triple improvement directly, the eight-point peak, and only one opportunity from the nine-fold.
"This man must be a monster!"
Ming Xuan had already given Ye Fan a conclusion in his heart, and he was more determined to kill him.
Even if the Nether disciple suffered a huge loss today, he still wanted Ye Fan to see King Hades.
"Young Master Mingxuan, you..."
Seeing Mingxuan and Ye Fan confronting each other, a battle was about to break out, and the Siamese hero below suddenly appeared an expression of hatred for iron and steel.
Today's unprecedented crisis is inseparable from Ming Xuan's spirit and use of things, and it is the same now.
"Siam, help me pay attention to the fallen formation, this person must be killed before breaking the barrier!"
Ming Xuan just gave a warning, his expression extremely serious.
This decision, he would never make a mistake, being grown by Ye Fan, its value will far exceed 800,000 Nether disciples.
"boom!"
When the voice fell, Ming Xuan also burst out of the terrifying power of the heavenly spirit, causing the void to tremble violently.
"Look at how much you have grown in these seven days!"
Although the Nether army was in crisis, Ming Xuan was still extremely confident in his own strength.
"Chemical Duo!"
Ye Fan carefully sensed the eruption of Ming Xuan, and murmured in his mouth, Ming Xuan was at least fifty or sixty times stronger than before.
He has not yet entered the fusion realm, and the only strong fusion power he has actually contacted is Ming Xuan, so this realm is only speculation, but it is not too much.
"Accept the move!"
Ming Xuan screamed first, causing the void to crack, and a jet of black thunder shot out from it.
"boom!"
Lei Ting carried the roar of the void and smashed towards Ye Fan.
Compared with the previous, the power is dozens of times stronger.
"The sword points to the heavens, kill me!"
The Heaven Sword in Ye Fan's hand had already emerged, the sword power was released, thousands of sword light condensed on the sword tip, and it pierced upward.
"Boom!"
The power of the sacred spine that transforms the eighth peak, supplemented by Ye Fan’s kendo comprehension, plus the mighty power of the heavenly sword itself, the sword power formed has surpassed the previous amount. A sense of trembling.
"laugh……"
There was a clear sound, thunder blasted in midair, but in the end it was swallowed by the brilliance of the sword.
Ming Xuan's originally full-fledged thunder was hit by the sword pointing heavens, and turned into countless thunder snakes wandering away.
"you……"
Ming Xuan looked at this scene in astonishment, and couldn't believe it.
He put aside his dignity and identity, slaughtered more than 17 million people with his own hands, and swallowed their vitality alone, making his strength from the first peak of the combined realm to the second peak.
You must know that the power of the first-level cultivation base of the combined realm is more than half that of the realm. That is to say, with the same power, the Harmony Realm can be increased by one level, and the Realization Realm can be increased by four or five levels.
However, Ye Fan's promotion was not inferior to him, and even more easily took over his heavenly spirit power.
How can Mingxuan believe this!
"It seems that I finally have the strength to fight against Huahejing!"
With a sword breaking Thunder, Ye Fan murmured to himself, quite satisfied with his improvement.
But this is not all he has.
"Ming Xuan, now attack!"
Ye Fan gradually swung the sky sword, drawing out the dazzling sword light, and slashed towards Ming Xuan.
"Wow..."
As soon as the attack came out, a coercive force was already pressing on Ming Xuan, causing the space around his body to continuously appear cracks, vaguely seeing the endless void behind.
"Tianling Thunder Dragon, now!"
Ming Xuan immediately felt a great threat from this sword power, and Ye Fan's power at the moment could already bring harm to his Heavenly Spirit Saint Body.
"Roar……"
As Ming Xuan's light chick fell, a huge thunder dragon appeared on top of his head, hovering towards the sky, blocking the sky sword.
"boom!"
The infinite sword power exploded from Thunder Dragon, causing the surrounding space to be frantically torn apart and collapsed outwards.
This sword is naturally Ye Fan's sword to the heavens, and the powerful sword power completely overwhelmed Thunder Dragon.
"Chichichichi..."
The Thunder Dragon twisted in midair, and the thunder continued to spread from his body, twisted into pieces by the sword light.
In a short while, Thunder Dragon stopped, and groaned before breaking apart.
"Swish..."
The Heavenly Sword, which still had remaining power, continued to fall, and suddenly slashed onto Ming Xuan's body below.
"boom……"
With a loud noise, Ming Xuan flew upside down in disbelief.
He was actually hit by Ye Fan!
Fortunately, most of the power of Jian Yao Zhutian had been transformed by Thunder Dragon, otherwise Ming Xuan would be injured by this blow.
"The realm of fusion does not seem to be invincible!"
Ye Fan said meaningfully, but Ming Xuan's expression changed wildly.
The Siam Mingjiang below was shocked and desperate.
The purpose of her coming was to solve the Fallen Formation, but at this moment, there was no need at all, because Ye Fan did not use the power of the Fallen Formation at all.
"Ye Fan, I can't kill you today, so I will abandon the identity of the son of the netherworld!"
After a brief shock, Ming Xuan roared.
He has never been so humiliated after two lifetimes.
The current situation is like a million years ago, but he has become the emperor who is suppressed everywhere.
"Son of Netherworld, it's just a joke. He has no strength. What's the use of his status?"
Ye Fan just sneered when he heard it. He was not too cold about some titles and identities. After all, they were given by others, not his own.
"Thunder is rolling, all directions Thunder Dragon, now!"
Under Ming Xuan's anger, all the power of the heavenly spirits in his body gathered, causing the void within the barrier to change.
The black clouds are rolling and the thunder is flashing, this scene is dull and frightening.
This scene is like the wrath of the gods.
"Ho ho ho..."
The next moment, the dragon chant sounded, and eight huge and terrifying dragons flowed through the black clouds, showing their bodies from time to time, which shocked people and became even more frightened.
Ye Fan looked serious, and gradually frowned. These eight thunder dragons were not only more numerous, but also more powerful. They were simply a leap in quality.
"Bafang Thunder Dragon, kill!"
At the moment when the power in the sky reached its peak, Ming Xuan's furious voice sounded, and at the same time he stretched out his palm and pointed at Ye Fan.
"Roar……"
In the sound of the dragon's whistle, all eight thunder dragons rushed out of the clouds, and slayed towards Ye Fan below with their teeth and claws.