"These two people... are so powerful!"
Many warrior monks watching the battle in the distance, watching the trembling of the Promise Divine Light and Thunder Tribulation Sword Light in the air, their scalps were numb and silent.
The fighters who can participate in this battle have at least the realm of masters and can penetrate the golden cracked stone with a single strike. For ordinary people in the secular world, it is already a very scary existence.
But the gap between them and Ji's ancestors and Ye Fan was as far apart as the entire Milky Way galaxy. Even if they practiced for a few more lifetimes, they would be too far away.
"Swish! Swish! Swish!"
Sword light leaked continuously, cutting the air and tearing the sky.
"Keng!"
Suddenly, a sword sound like a dragon's roar suddenly sounded, and the light on the Thunder Tribulation Sword made the entire sky bright red.
"Yong JianZhan Tian Gang!"
Ye Fan's voice was domineering, shaking the world and resounding in the sky.
The Lei Jiejian tears through the infinite divine light, the scarlet sword beam blooms like fireworks, the heaven and the earth are pale, the sun and the moon are dull.
The Beichen Seven Swords, Ye Fan has now mastered the three swords.
The brave sword slashes the sky, the benevolent sword flattens all directions, the wisdom sword breaks the ten thousand magic...
The brave sword is the first type, but it does not mean that the power is the weakest, because the Beichen Seven Swords are seven different sword moves, each with mystery and has nothing to do with power.
When Wei Lao passed on the merits, Ye Fan saw through the memory fragments the scene where Wei Lao broke the stars with one sword and killed hundreds of millions of creatures.
But now, Ye Fan has received the blessing of the power of the Immortal Venerable, and his strength has skyrocketed.
"The sword will come out, life and death will be fixed, the sword will appear, and everything will be destroyed!"
Ye Fan's body revealed a brave and unyielding will, and that invincible posture was enough to shock nine heavens and ten earth, causing all living beings to crawl on the ground and worship.
"Stab!"
The scarlet sword gang, torn apart the Promise Divine Light forcibly, and went towards the ancestor of the Ji family until the time of the cast.
...
"not good!"
Seeing this scene, the Ji family's ancestor's complexion changed drastically, revealing a touch of horror.
He never expected that Ye Fan could break through his infinite divine light.
More importantly, the sharpness revealed on the Thunder Tribulation Sword at this moment has brought him tremendous pressure, so he can only choose to retreat.
The next moment, the Ji family's ancestor thought, and his figure was like a ghost, turning into a gust of wind.
He had already reached the realm of Taoism's "Happy Wind", and traveled to the North Sea in a short time.
However, he is fast, Lei Jiejian is faster.
"She!"
The sword light was dazzling, like a shooting star across the sky, although the glory disappeared in an instant, it was enough to shine through the ages.
No one can describe the sharpness and speed of this sword, and no one can dodge it, not even a land fairy like Ji's ancestor.
Not to mention the immortals, if there are real gods in the world, they will definitely be disgraced by this sword.
The sword light flashed, blood splattered, blooming red lotus in the air, like a splashed ink painting.
It took several seconds before anyone could see what was happening in the court.
The ancestor Ji's Dao robe was torn apart, and a bone-bearing wound appeared on his left shoulder, and red blood gurgled out.
With that sword, Ye Fan originally stabbed his heart, but at the last moment, he abruptly moved a few centimeters to the side, which was able to escape the critical point.
In fact, in the realm of the ancestor of the Ji family, even if a sword penetrates the heart and the body is damaged, it will not perish, and it can still survive by relying on the soul.
However, in the face of Ye Fan, who was like a god, even if he did not dare to risk his death, he would never abandon his physical body as a last resort.
The ancestor of Ji family took out a white porcelain jade bottle, opened the cap, and sprinkled a little powder on his left shoulder. The wound healed immediately at a speed visible to the naked eye.
However, the sword intent contained in the Thunder Tribulation Sword still remained in his body, rushing unscrupulously.
"Ye Beichen, I underestimated you! For so many years, you are the first person to hurt me!"
The ancestor of the Ji family stared at Ye Fan fiercely, with a gloomy glow in his eyes, and said coldly: "But-your current state, I'm afraid it won't last long! If you really reach the realm of earth fairy, just now Yuan Hao was beheaded by you a long time ago, and now...you must have used some kind of secret technique to improve your strength. There is no need for you to head-to-head with you. As long as you wait a while, you may not be able to hold on!"
...
Hearing these words, although Ye Fan was calm on the surface, there was a huge wave in his heart.
At this moment, he relied entirely on Wei Lao's strength to show his ability to sweep the nine days. He fisted the innate merits with one punch, and wounded the Ji family ancestor with one sword.
But the borrowed power will eventually be returned.
Even if Ye Fan's body is extremely powerful, but the 108 acupuncture points in his body are opened at the same time, this is a huge load, like loading a car into the engine of an aircraft carrier, although it can burst out amazing energy in a short time, but It won't last long and it will collapse.
Because of this, Ye Fan chose to fight quickly!
It's just that... the Ji family ancestor, an old monster who has lived for more than two hundred years, has a vicious look, and can see the strangeness in Ye Fan's body at a glance.
Ye Fan looked gloomy and said, "Even if I don't have much time left, it's enough to kill you!"
With that said, Ye Fan held the Thunder Jiejian firmly again, and the man walked with the sword, the sword came out like a dragon, and attacked the Ji family ancestor.
"It's ridiculous that you, a stinky little baby, want to fight this seat too! I am an immortal, incarnate in thousands!"
As soon as Ji's ancestor's voice fell, something incredible happened
The Ji family ancestor's body was shocked, and instantly split into hundreds of clones, spreading out in all directions, like a goddess scattered flowers.
These hundreds of clones, with the same aura, stared at Ye Fan with a strange look.
Upon seeing this, Ye Fan's face changed drastically.
what is this? Does one gas turn three cleansing?
It is said that the ancestor of Taoism, Lao Tzu, once used a single Qi to transform three dharmakayas when he was fighting with the master of Tongtian.
In the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, Ye Fan also saw the "Nether Demon Eye", an external incarnation of the Promise Demon Emperor.
But he never imagined that Ji's ancestors actually had hundreds of incarnations. This number is really amazing.
"Wisdom sword breaks ten thousand magic!"
Ye Fan used the sword of wisdom, with eyes like torches, trying to discern where his true body was, but to his disappointment, these clones had no flaws at all, and there was no difference between them.
"Hahaha..."
"Hahaha..."
"Hahaha..."
Hundreds of Ji's ancestors laughed unscrupulously at the same time, saying in unison: "Ye Beichen, don't waste your effort! It took two hundred years of hard work for this seat to condense this hundreds of external incarnations, each one has. The strength of the real body is 30%, and my real body can freely transform in the clone, even if it is tied to you!"
With that, hundreds of Ji's ancestors brazenly punched at the same time.
"Boom boom boom..."
The fists surged, penetrating the sky like a cannonball, destroying and decaying, and the momentum is like a rainbow.
Under such a terrifying bombardment, even a strong person like Ye Nantian would be blown to pieces and wiped out.
Now Ye Fan has received the blessing of Wei Lao's immortal power and is not afraid of the offensive of the Ji family's ancestors, but he can't help the Ji family's ancestors, it is impossible to eliminate hundreds of clones at the same time.
"Peng Peng Peng Peng Peng!!!"
The intensive physical collision sounded like a storm.
Ye Fan seemed to have become a living target, and finally wiped out a clone, but more fists enveloped him.
As time went by, his movements became more and more sluggish, and his gasps became thicker and thicker.
For a while, the balance of victory seemed to lean towards the ancestors of the Ji family.
"Crack!"
Suddenly, a clear sound of bone fragmentation sounded.
Ye Fan's ribs sank in an instant, and the red blood gurgled out, but this heavy injury did not come from the fist of the ancestor of the Ji family, but he couldn't bear the pressure himself.
Finally, Ye Fan’s body could not continue to bear the load of the immortal power. The power that Wei Lao lent him disappeared like a low tide, making him feel a kind of unprecedented fatigue, staring at the gold star, as if the next moment Fainted.
Seeing Ye Fan's dejection, how could the ancestors of the Ji family let go of a great opportunity and launch an offensive more ferociously.
First punch, second punch, third punch...
In an instant, Ye Fan was hit with hundreds of punches, and his bones shattered, like a rag doll that had been played badly, and red blood was spilled on the ground.
Life is hanging by a thread!
