Chapter 1493: Desperate Arrow!

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Using the word "shocked" alone cannot describe the feelings of everyone in the venue at the moment.
Whether it was Deng Hui with blood on his face or several other monks, they stood still on the ground, invisibly as if there were thousands of mountains pressing on their chests, almost suffocating.
They are all top 100 talents in the outer courtyard, and the cooperation just now is perfect and impeccable.
First use the octagonal treasure mirror to fix Ye Fan's figure, and then urge the five elements and eight trigrams to invert the yin and yang, and reverse the five elements.
In the end, Deng Hui sacrificed the Zixiao sword and delivered a fatal blow.
With such a lineup, let alone dealing with a Nascent Soul monk in a small area, even if it encounters a disciple of the inner courtyard of the Yunhai Xianmen, it will have the power to fight.
No one could have imagined that Ye Fan's strength was so terrifying, he easily broke free from the shackles of the octagonal treasure mirror, and flew the Zixiao sword with a random punch.
"He was accompanied by Dragon Yin when he punched, this is the power of true dragon!" Someone pointed to Ye Fan and shouted, his voice was full of unconcealed horror.
The power of Vientiane is equal to the power of a dragon.
The elephant here refers to the ancient golem, and the dragon is the nine-day real dragon.
When the power reaches the extreme, the physical body tends to perfection. When punching, the whole body is thunderous, and the skin, meridians, bones, and internal organs are not moving, forming a mysterious resonance in the body. When they all gather together, a dragon-like sound will appear. sound.
This is also a symbol of dragon power!
The sound of dragon chants can be heard when the peerless strongman raises his hands, and he walks around the beam for three days, and the lingering sound echoes in the air.
Ye Fan was only in the early stage of Yuan Ying, and the power of his physical body was enough to cross the Jie Zhenxian shoulder to shoulder, surpassing two great realms.
Even if the people present were the top geniuses on the Tianshu star, but such a shocking scene, they were unheard of.
Recalling Ye Fan’s punch just now, it contains the power of a true dragon, blood and masculine, destroying the dead, like the fist of the Nine Heavens God King, not only blasting on the purple sword, but also on everyone’s chest, so People are creepy.
For a while, the remaining few people retreated and looked at each other a few times, and they all saw deep fear in each other's eyes.
Before, they thought they had a chance to win and bullied Ye Fan unscrupulously.
Afterwards, even if the elders were to pursue it, there were still pity playboys carrying it.
But now, Ye Fan showed overwhelming strength, and if they continued to fight, they would even endanger their lives.
Suddenly, the square-faced monk holding the octagonal mirror looked at Ye Fan and said tremblingly: "That... Junior Brother, we were so offended before, or let it go! As the saying goes, we don’t know each other, let’s retreat. One step, it is important to search for treasures in this ancient battlefield!"
"Huh! Know that the service is soft now? It's late!"
Ye Fan stepped out in one step, seeming to have the might of setting foot in the country, his tall and straight body was like the Yangtze River bursting its dyke, bursting out with the power of rushing through the heavens.
fast!
Too fast!
Not only has it surpassed the naked eye's capture, even the divine sense can't understand Ye Fan's figure.
After a thousandth of a second, Ye Fan appeared in front of the square-faced cultivator like a ghost, kicked his right foot forward, and kicked his belly hard.
Although the acupuncture point in Ye Fan's right leg was not opened, the strength of the leg was far better than that of the arm.
"boom!"
The air around him was drained as soon as he left his feet, making a thunderous explosion, which made the eardrum vibrate.
With a kick, it seems to be able to beat thousands of troops!
The square-faced monk had no time to dodge, and was kicked upright, and his body suddenly flew out toward the squatted shrimp.
After the kick, Ye Fan didn't stop, and once again launched a counterattack, rushing towards the cultivator who was holding the flag.
"not good!"
The monk holding the flag was pale, and his whole body was soaked in cold sweat.
His realm was far higher than Ye Fan, but he was shocked at this moment, and his strength was at most half of his strength. Where is Ye Fan's opponent?
Ye Fan leaned forward with his right hand claws, and easily grabbed the flag in his hand, and then turned his inner strength and pulled it to both sides.
"Stab!"
Accompanied by a harsh sound, the flag was abruptly torn in half, and the light instantly dimmed.
"How can this son be so powerful?"
"Where is the peerless murderer!"
"Could it be the reincarnation of a certain ancient demon king?"
The remaining cultivators sucked in cold air one by one, completely shocked by Ye Fan's strength.
Ye Fan first shook the Purple Cloud Sword with his bare hands, but now he shreds this flag of high rank with the strength of his physical body...
This ancient fierce beast is simply in human skin!
As the flag was torn apart, the chaotic five-element and gossip array broke without attack, and the valley immediately returned to its original state.
Ruan Hongli, Lin Tatian, and Duguxin were also able to sense the vitality around them again.
The three of them were eager to try, wanting to come and help Ye Fan.
Ye Fan waved his hand and said, "You don't need to help! I said before-one person is enough to deal with these chickens!"
Although his voice was not loud, it revealed unparalleled domineering.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan's gaze was like a divine sword that pierced through thorns and thorns, rushing out, sweeping over the people in front of him.
No matter who came into contact with this gaze, he didn't dare to look at it.
At this moment, Ye Fan seemed to be a peerless heavenly monarch and the lord of the stars.
Compared with him, everything is insignificant.
...
"This kind of courage is truly a heroic hero!"
Ruan Hongli looked at Ye Fan from a distance, with a very complicated sentiment in his eyes.
She originally wanted to walk with Ye Fan, and took this opportunity to inquire about Ye Fan's cultivation techniques and surpass him.
But Ye Fan's strength was much stronger than she thought, let alone surpassing it, even if it was difficult to catch up.
In these years, Ye Fan was still the first man to convince her, which made her heartless heart suddenly throbbed.
At this moment, Ye Fan looked at the pity boy again, and said: "Mother Pao, these buildings under yours are vulnerable! Or... what do you do with me?"
Strangely, after hearing these words, there was no expression on the playboy's face. He was neither angry nor afraid. He still stood there, as if petrified.
"what?"
Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, his face looked confused.
He remembered that a few minutes ago, the pity boy stood there, even if he saw his companion being killed or seriously injured, he didn't mean to act.
This is too weird, and there must be something strange.
"Hey! Are you deaf?" Ye Fan yelled at him.
The pity boy remained indifferent, with no sorrow or joy on his face, as if he had been in concentration.
"not good!"
Ruan Hongli suddenly seemed to have thought of something, and exclaimed: "Ye Fan be careful, he is a soul repairer, I am afraid that some big trick is brewing in the dark, let's get out!"
As soon as these words came out, Lin Tatian and Duguxin beside them all changed their faces.
In the world of cultivating immortals, the most difficult thing is soul cultivating, who is good at all kinds of spiritual attacks, with weird methods and invisible killing.
In the same realm, if it is a close fight, none of the ten soul cultivators will be the opponents of strong body refiners.
But if the soul cultivation is given enough time to let them unleash the ultimate move, then hundreds of body-refining experts will be scattered in an instant, without any possibility of surviving.
The seemed to stand still, but he had secretly brewed a big move a few minutes ago.
Every second that Ye Fan and the others left, there was an extra point of danger.
At this moment, Ye Fan felt an ominous premonition on a whim, his back was cold and his hairs were erected.
Ye Fan's instinct told him that he should leave here immediately.
If you want to kill the playboy, there will be opportunities in the future, there is no need to rush for a while.
Thinking of this, Ye Fan turned around and prepared to leave.
The group of poor men had been frightened and dare not stop them.
At this moment, a gloomy glow suddenly broke out in the eyes of the pitiful playboy, and he said viciously: "Boy, it's too late, it's too late! This boy has already condensed a'death of death arrow', and this arrow is out. , Chasing souls and killing you, there is no one in the sky to save you, even if the elders come! Go and die!"
Hearing this threat, Ye Fan didn't respond much, but Ruan Hongli in the distance turned pale and exclaimed:
"What? Desperate Arrow? This...this is a heavenly power!!!"