In the void.
Ye Fan held the burial knife, and faced the strong men with a cold eyebrow.
At this moment, his aura changed completely, as if it turned into a supreme being, with a sword in his hand, dominating all directions, squinting the world, and arrogant.
Including the five elders of the Xuantian Palace, the surrounding cultivators were forced to retreat one hundred meters, their eyes were frightened and silent.
They never expected that the "ants" in the Jindan realm would have turned into peerless powerhouses!
At this moment, the pressure Ye Fan brought to them was no less than Evil Sabre Yan Jingfeng and Scarlet King Huo Juechen.
But besides Ye Fan himself, what made everyone more jealous was the burial knife in his hand!
How can you wait for the saber of the nine-fold powerhouse?
Even if they are introverted, they all have a strong feeling, as if their heads will fall to the ground as soon as the knife is shot, without any exception.
All of a sudden, the faces of the monks became extremely ugly.
Ye Fan didn't care about it, turned around with a knife, his figure flicked a thousand meters, and flew straight to the Huo Lingxing.
The supreme mana that Wei Lao lent him was enough to support him flying back to the Fire Spirit Star.
Looking at the back of him leaving, many god-transforming cultivators were in distress.
Especially the Fifth Elder, his face was blue with anger, and his whole body trembled, but in the end he still did not stop.
She knew that when she rushed over at this time, she would definitely hit the gun.
The sharpness of the burial sword was enough to split the sun, she didn't dare to try the danger.
However, Ye Fan hadn't left much before, and there was a roar that shook the sky and the earth in the depths of the sun:
"The thief, you dare, quickly put down the king's burial sword!!!"
This roar shook Jiuxiao and shattered the stars, just like the roar of a real dragon, which also contained monstrous anger.
"boom!"
At this moment, a red long rainbow shot out from the depths of the sun.
It is the Red King Huo Juechen!
However, at this moment, he no longer had the previous look and spirit, but he was extremely embarrassed.
There were knife marks all over his body, hundreds of thousands, and there was almost no good meat.
But the most serious was the stab wound on the waist, which penetrated most of his body, dripping with blood.
Almost cut off!
"hiss!"
Seeing such a terrifying injury, many cultivators in the hall sucked in air-conditioning.
It's hard to imagine what fierce battle it is to turn the powerhouse of the Ninth Rank Transformation "Eternal Realm" into this tragic situation.
...
Just when everyone was shocked, another roar came from the depths of the sun:
"Huo Juechen, stop! Fight with me for another three hundred rounds!!!"
As soon as the voice fell, Yan Jingfeng also shuttled out.
It's just that his condition is no better than Huo Juechen.
Looking into the distance, Yan Jingfeng's body was completely dark, and his skin was scorched by the hot flames, obviously injured by Huo Juechen's "Red Fire Divine Art".
What is even more shocking is that the position of his left arm is empty, a smooth and flat cut appeared on his left shoulder, and the whole arm was cut off by some peerless soldier.
Yan Jingfeng had a hideous face and twisted facial features, as if he was suffering from some great pain.
A strong person like this level, immortal, longevity for thousands of years, even if his limb is broken, he can immediately regenerate.
In this case, there is only one answer-
The Scarlet King Huo Juechen, who was almost cut in the waist, and the Evil Sabre Yan Jingfeng, who was disbanded, were both injured by the God Burying Sword.
The will of Lord Kaitian was melted in the God Burial Sabre, not only splitting the sun, but also inflicting heavy damage on the two.
In that sword, there is the will to cross the robbery of the nine-fold true immortal. It is strong and powerful, and domineering. If it is a low-level cultivator, it may be directly annihilated.
Even for the two of them, they were in a state of extreme weakness, and it would take too many teenagers to fully recover.
"Yan Jingfeng, the burial sword is about to be snatched away, this king has no time to waste time with you!"
As Huo Juechen said, his gaze was like a torch, he crossed the star sea, locked in Ye Fan, and shot out.
Upon seeing this, Yan Jingfeng didn't want to give up, but forced to endure the pain of his broken arm, and also chased after him.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Even if the two were seriously injured, the momentum was still huge under the full force, and they were hundreds of miles away in an instant.
However, as early as when the two were fighting to death and life, Ye Fan had already grabbed the God Burial Sword and ran away frantically to Huo Lingxing.
"Smelly boy, stop for this king!" The Scarlet King Huo Juechen roared angrily, making a voice in the void.
"There is a kind of you don't run, I'll stand still, let you ten tricks!" Xie Daoyan also yelled from Fengfeng.
"You really think I'm stupid! Don't chase if there is a kind of!"
Ye Fan didn't look back, but he ran faster and faster, and the distance from Huo Lingxing kept shrinking.
"Damn! This little cub can slip faster than the cloud-piercing beast! But even if you escape to the end of the world, this king will grab you, dismantle eight pieces, and divide the body by five horses!" The red king Huo Juechen was furious.
"Cut! Old guy, I'm still unscathed now, you have been cut in the waist, and the intestines in your stomach are falling out, isn't it shameful?" Ye Fan couldn't help teasing.
"you!!!"
Huo Juechen was so angry that his face turned into pig liver color, his murderous aura boiled, and he secretly vowed to kill him.
"Swish!" "Swish!" "Swish!"
In the deep universe, the three are like three shooting stars, chasing each other.
Under the blessing of Wei Lao's mana, Ye Fan possesses endless surging inner strength, which is equivalent to a cultivator of the Ninth Rank of Transforming God.
Even though the two powerhouses have exerted all their strength, they can't get close to him at all.
A quarter of an hour later, the three of them passed through the atmosphere of Fire Spirit Star one after another and returned to Fire Spirit Star.
at the same time.
The five elders of Xuantian Palace also returned to the colorful treasure boat.
"Fifth Elder, are you okay?" Saint Mu Qingxuan asked with concern.
"It's okay! It's a pity that the burial sword was taken away by the little boy! But no matter what secret technique he used, he has the cultivation base of the gods in a short time, but it can't last! When he is exhausted, he will definitely die No burial place!" The Fifth Elder said viciously.
"Hey..." Mu Qingxuan sighed faintly, and said: "This Ye Fan's strength is really unexpected, but greed killed him!"
On the other side, Cao Yunxi's beautiful eyes flickered, squeezing the fist, and secretly praying for Ye Fan.
Although she and Ye Fan have not known each other for a long time, they still have a lot of friendship.
And Ye Fan said that he would go to the Ziwei galaxy to rescue his wife.
From her point of view, although she is jealous of Ye Fan's wife, she hopes that he can escape the disaster.
However, how can a golden core cultivator be able to resist the chase of two cultivators of the Ninth Rank?
"Return!"
Suddenly, the Fifth Elder said loudly: "Let’s return to Tianshu Star, and I will personally report this to the Sect Master! The birth of the God Burial Sword is of great importance, whether Yan Jingfeng or Huo Juechen get this treasured sword, next I am afraid it will cause a storm!"
"Yes, elder!"
...
"Damn, these two old guys, really can't get rid of brown candy!"
Inside the Fire Spirit Star, Ye Fan turned his head to look at Yan Jingfeng and Huo Juechen who were chasing after him, and secretly cursed.
Although he held a burial sword and possessed the blessing of Wei Lao's mana, he did not dare to stop to fight.
Although his cultivation has been promoted to the Ninth Rank of Transforming God, his combat consciousness and experience are still only in the Golden Core Realm.
More importantly, the power that Wei Lao lent him is time-limited.
At this moment, Ye Fan had faintly felt that the original surging power in his body was getting weaker and weaker like the ebb of sea water.
If this trend continues, he will be beaten back to his original shape in at least one stick of incense.
At that time, let alone keeping the burial sword, even self-protection is impossible.
"Huh? The speed of this kid has slowed down, I'm afraid I can't hold on!" Huo Juechen exclaimed.
"Hahaha...you run again to see where you can go!" Yan Jingfeng brandished the evil sword frantically, forming a large net with sword energy, and enveloped Ye Fan.
A lean camel is bigger than a horse!
Even if Yan Jingfeng was severely wounded, the knife energy he slashed at will has the power of breaking the mountain and breaking the sea.
Ye Fan could only dodge, and after such a delay, the speed was a bit slower.
For a time, Ye Fan fell into an unprecedented predicament.
If you cannot get rid of these two powerhouses, you will definitely die!
"Xiao Fan!"
Suddenly, Beichen Xianzun Wei Lao reminded: "Two thousand miles to the southeast, there is a strange place! If you can escape there, maybe there is still a chance!"
