"I have a knife called Jingxie, please enlighten me from seniors!"
Yan Jingfeng's voice echoed, revealing the will to go forward and forget about death
Hearing these words, Ye Fan was completely stupid.
Oh shit!
Why doesn't this guy play cards according to common sense?
According to the normal routine, after hearing the name "Beichen", shouldn't Yan Jingfeng be so frightened, or just kneel down to beg for mercy, crying and crying to be a little brother?
Who knew he had to challenge himself!
For a time, Ye Fan only felt that there were 10,000 grass-and-mud horses running past in his heart.
In order not to reveal any flaws, he had to maintain the image of a world-class expert, with a grin on his face and MMP in his heart!
The next moment, Ye Fan curled up his mouth with a smile, and the coldness in his eyes flashed past, like a Shura, looking at Yan Jingfeng from a distance, coldly said:
"Junior, in thousands of years, you are the first person who dared to challenge the Seven Swords of Beichen, this deity appreciates your courage! Take the sword, this deity will leave you a corpse!"
After saying this, Ye Fan turned around, leaving only a shadow of Yan Jingfeng.
The vitals of his whole body were exposed, looking full of flaws.
However, this action fell into the eyes of others, but it was full.
Huo Juechen in the distance, with a huge wave in his heart, secretly said:
"The evil sword Yan Jingfeng has always been famous for its sharp swords. The opponents often have their heads on the ground before they can react! And this "predecessor" from the Beichen faction has exposed his back, not at all In my eyes, it is really terrifying!"
...
On the other hand, Yan Jingfeng, as a challenger, also felt the pressure doubled, and sweat came out on his forehead.
"Ho ho ho!"
Yan Jingfeng roared deep in his throat, plucking out the evil knife with all his courage.
"Chang"
He did not draw the sword fast, the sound of the evil sword rubbing against the scabbard was slight at first, and then became louder and louder, as if composing a gorgeous movement.
When the evil sword was completely pulled out of its sheath, the sound of the sword resounded like a dragon, alarming all directions.
The pitch-black blade glow rushed frantically, spreading in all directions, as if to split the world, no less than the extinction black flame in the sixth inferno.
Yan Jingfeng was dubbed "evil", acting insidiously and cunningly, with awe-inspiring evil spirits, and killing people like hemp.
But now, his evil spirit seems to have been sublimated, which contains the aura of the king over the world, which is above all living beings, even if it does not deliberately erupt, it is still clearly felt.
If it is the timid generation, I am afraid it will be directly frightened.
"boom!"
In the next moment, Yan Jingfeng's figure soared, reaching more than ten feet, as if transformed into a supreme demon, stepping on the entire world, and the creatures in the world are like ants.
"One thought becomes a demon! Yan Jingfeng, you have actually realized the technique of'entering a devil'!"
Huo Juechen in the distance exclaimed sharply, his scalp was numb, and he was lucky.
One thought becomes a devil!
Become a Buddha with one thought!
Become a fairy at a thought!
These are several mysterious and profound realms, only those who can comprehend it, possess incredible power.
If Yan Jingfeng suddenly fell into a demon when the two were fighting before, then Huo Juechen would most likely be severely injured and fall.
Suddenly, Yan Jingfeng raised the evil knife in his hand high, the monstrous evil spirit filled the seven layers of inferno, as if to turn the entire world into a demon realm.
At this moment, Yan Jingfeng is the real demon!
"Frightening evil!"
Yan Jingfeng shouted violently and slashed towards Ye Fan with an evil knife.
This knife was enough to suppress nine days and ten places, and pierce through the world, even gods and Buddhas could not stop it.
"Crack! Click! Click..."
The surrounding space crumbled every inch, seemingly about to collapse.
Even Huo Juechen couldn't help but shudder, and subconsciously stepped back hundreds of meters, for fear of being affected by the sword intent of this slaughter of gods and immortals.
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"Damn, this old thing, it's true!" Ye Fan cursed secretly in his heart.
Even with Yan Jingfeng's back, Ye Fan could feel the evil spirit and sword intent coming from behind, as if he was about to drive himself into eighteen layers of hell.
When the physical body crossed the void before, he had consumed most of Wei Lao’s mana. At least for a short time, he could no longer ask Wei Lao for help. Now he can only rely on himself.
"Fight!"
Ye Fan clenched the burial sword tightly, turned around in an instant, opened the nine acupuncture points, his eyes were like torches, and displayed the "Wisdom Sword Breaks Ten Thousand Techniques" among the Beichen Seven Swords.
Wisdom sword, with the supreme wisdom insight into the world.
Between the lightning and the fire, Ye Fan stared at the menacing evil knife, his brain functioning like crazy.
"found it!"
One hundredth of a second later, he found a point, which was the flaw of this trick.
However, even if he found the flaw, Ye Fan only has the golden core cultivation base now, even if his talents can hardly shake the Nascent Soul monk, but Yan Jingfeng in front of him is a real powerhouse of the Ninth Rank!
Ten will drop in one effort!
In the face of the absolute power gap, even if Ye Fan found a flaw, his chances of winning were very slim.
It's like a Supreme Immortal Venerable telling you that his flaw lies in his eyebrows and he will die if he touches them, but can you hit his eyebrows?
Of course not!
But now, Ye Fan has no choice but to let go and look forward to a miracle.
"dead!!!"
Ye Fan shouted violently, replaced the sword with the sword, waved the burial sword in his hand, and stabbed the flaw.
The immortal golden core in his body is radiant, like hundreds of volcanoes erupting at the same time.
This hit contained all of Ye Fan's power, and he was born to death.
Either you die, or I die!
...
"not good!"
Suddenly, Yan Jingfeng's face changed drastically, full of panic that was hard to hide.
He was not afraid of the power bursting from the God Burial Sword. In fact, even though that power was strong, it could not hurt a monk like him.
What really frightened him was that Ye Fan found out the flaw in his knife in an instant.
You know, the shock of evil was created by him with countless efforts.
Anyone who has seen this knife has been killed.
Who knows now, Ye Fan seems to have understood the mystery of this knife long ago, and easily grasped the only flaw.
In an instant, Yan Jingfeng thought of a rumor
It is said that in the Beichen Seven Swords, there is no special sword technique for one style, but to deal with the opponent's flaws.
Could it be...this is the style?
For a while, Yan Jingfeng's heart made a huge wave.
The reason why he challenged Ye Fan was not that he would die without fear of death, but that he had some doubts about Ye Fan's identity.
The Beichen School is located in the Tianyuan Galaxy, separated from the Big Dipper Galaxy where the Fire Spirit Star is located billions of light years away.
Even if Ye Fan is really a true immortal of the Beichen Sect, that shouldn't be here!
And this kind of superiors who have re-repaired soldiers will often have guardians around them to ensure that they will not die before they recover their strength.
Therefore, Yan Jingfeng deliberately turned into a demon with a single thought and performed a stab at the evil, which is a temptation!
If Ye Fan was bluffing and playing mystery, then he would kill Ye Fan with a single knife and then take away the God Burial Sword.
But if Ye Fan was really a strong Beichen faction, then he wouldn't dare to offend him if he had a hundred courage.
But now, the "Wisdom Sword" displayed by Ye Fan made his back feel chilly and quiet.
Although the power contained in the God Burial Sword is not very strong, he believes that this is only the appearance, and it actually contains the power to destroy the world.
After a battle with the air, Yan Jingfeng finally determined
Ye Fan in front of him is a real immortal Du Jie who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger, and he is definitely an existence that he cannot afford to offend!
"Puff!"
The next moment, Yan Jingfeng vomited blood, fighting for the price of serious injury, forcibly reversed the sword's momentum, turned a bend in mid-air, and headed directly towards the sky.
Looking at this posture, it turned out to be scared to escape!
Looking at the back of Yan Jingfeng fleeing in embarrassment, Huo Juechen yelled: "It's a dog! I offended the predecessors of the Beichen faction and fled, what kind of shit, this king looks down on you! Hey... wait for this king... …The king will run away with you!"
With that, Huo Juechen frantically squeezed the last trace of internal energy in his dantian, turned into a red rainbow and rose into the sky, disappearing into the clouds in an instant.
For a while, the world returned to calm again.
"Huh...huh...huh..."
After confirming that the other party had really escaped, Ye Fan suddenly relaxed, panting heavily, and his face was full of rejoicing.
If Yan Jingfeng cut it off with that knife, then Ye Fan is already a corpse now.
It's just that he was completely stunned by Ye Fan's "Zhijian", and he was shocked!
"Hey..." Ye Fan shook his head, and said with emotion in his heart: "Life is like a play, it all depends on acting!"
