Looking at the tragic situation of Wuyingjian Guo Feng's serious injury, the sixth prince was dumbfounded, Yang Lin dumbfounded, and the other young Tianjiao on the top floor were also dumbfounded, and his mind was blank.
Although they didn't see how Ye Fan made the move, counting the time, Ye Fan might not even have reached the tenth floor for even half a minute.
He defeated Guo Feng in such a short period of time, and he was unharmed. This is really abnormal!
You know, although Guo Feng is not the strongest floor guarding, he still possesses the cultivation base of the Ninth Transformation God, but he was killed by a young man of the Five Transformation God!
For a while, there was silence on the top floor.
The people who questioned Ye Fan just now were all speechless, and Yang Lin's expression was also a little embarrassed, recalling the previous bet with Ye Fan.
If Ye Fan really climbed to the top floor, wouldn't he want to call Ye Fan Grandpa?
When everyone was shocked, Ye Fan and Ruan Hongli came to the eleventh floor.
The guardian of this layer is a tall and thin man, about forty years old, with a sharp face, sharp edges and corners, and sharp eyes like a falcon, revealing a sturdy atmosphere invisibly.
What is more striking is that there is a long scar on his left cheek, which is not hideous, but adds a bit of heroism.
"Canghai Quick Sword!"
Ruan Hongli recognized the origin of this person for the first time, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Fan, you must be careful! Canghai Kuaijian, known as the fastest sword under the tribulation, his real name has long been forgotten, but competition Sword speed, no one is faster than him, the enemy can't even see his sword, they have been buried under the sword!"
Ye Fan looked directly at Canghai Kuaijian, and realized that even if this person stood there quietly, he would reveal a fierce aura invisibly, like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed.
"Do you understand Jianxin?" Ye Fan asked.
Only a strong man who understands Jianxin can have such an extraordinary energy.
"Boy, do you know swords too?" Canghai Kuaijian raised his eyebrows.
"Know a little!" Ye Fan said lightly.
"Okay, let's take your sword!" Canghai Kuaijian said loudly.
Ye Fan didn't sacrifice the Wuxiang Sword when he heard it, but pinched a sword tactic with his fingers.
Seeing this action, Canghai Kuaijian was furious, as if it had received a great deal of contempt, and said angrily: "Boy, you look down on me?"
"If I use a real sword, I'm afraid I can't control the power, so I just stabbed you through. Let's use the sword as a reference.
Ye Fan's tone was calm, without any provocative meaning, as if he was telling a truthful fact.
But in the heart of Canghai Quick Sword, a raging flame burned with red eyes, and gritted his teeth: "Absurd! For the first time in so many years, this is the first time anyone dared to despise my Quick Sword. You are looking for death!!!"
After that, an extremely terrifying aura erupted in his body, like a flood of mountains, roaring angry waves, I don't know how many people have been killed to have such a strong murderous aura!
"Buzzing!"
The sword in the sheath around his waist also began to whisper, ready to be unsheathed at any time.
Peerless swordsmen like this have long been united with swords and connected with each other.
When he is angry, the psychic sword will also explode with greater power.
"Zheng!"
With the sound of a sword, the sword came out of its sheath, and the sword light gushed, illuminating the chamber.
The Canghai Quick Sword is out of the sword, seemingly ordinary moves, under the absolute speed blessing, but it has the indestructive power.
UI!
Every time he kills, it happens in a flash.
This sword, like thunder and lightning, was so fast that it was not only indistinguishable by the naked eye, but incapable of capturing it by divine consciousness, and even surpassed human thinking.
Ruan Hongli could not see clearly, nor could Yang Lin and others who were watching the battle at the top.
Without exception, after one thousandth of a second, this sword will pierce Ye Fan's throat and see the blood seal the throat.
At the moment of death, Ye Fan stretched out his right hand, and Lingxi pointed forward.
Fingers and sharp swords formed a sharp contrast, and such a move was no different from seeking death.
However, Ye Fan's fingertips suddenly burst into dazzling brilliance.
Suddenly Fanghua, invincible.
Only hearing a crisp sound of "ding", the sword broke.
"boom!"
The burly body of Canghai Kuaijian flew hundreds of meters upside down, and slammed into the wall abruptly, with a hole in his chest, red blood gurgling out, and most of his body was instantly dyed red.
Ye Fan slowly retracted his fingers, and stood with his hands behind, revealing the strong demeanor.
Stepping on the top floor of Xianlou, there was no sound, the needle dropped, and there was a dead silence.
Including the six princes, everyone's faces couldn't hide the look of horror, and a huge wave was set off in their hearts.
On the tenth floor, they didn't see how Ye Fan defeated Guo Feng, the Shadowless Sword.
But now, Ye Fan pointedly sharply hit the Canghai Quick Sword, which gave everyone a strong shock.
"So strong!"
Someone exclaimed, with less contempt and more respect.
In the world of cultivating immortals, the strong is respected, this is the eternal truth!
Although Ye Fan only had the fifth stage of transforming gods, he climbed the eleventh floor in one go, as if he had entered the realm of no one, the speed was unprecedented.
With his strength, Ye Fan won the respect of everyone.
...
And on the eleventh floor.
Canghai Quick Sword covered the blood hole in his chest, his face pale, his vest was completely soaked in cold sweat, as if he had walked before the gate of a ghost.
He couldn't imagine that a cultivator with the fifth rank of God could break his fast sword!
Lost!
Not only lost, but almost died!
If Ye Fan was not using fingers but a sword, even the most common kind, then his injury was definitely more than that simple.
Just now he laughed at Ye Fan for not being able to do anything for himself. It turned out that he was ignorant.
Recalling Ye Fan’s gesture just now, Canghai Kuaijian was shocked, looking at Ye Fan and asking incredulously: "You...you also understand Jianxin?"
"Yes!" Ye Fan nodded.
Although someone was mentally prepared, seeing Ye Fan personally admitted that Canghai Kuaijian still couldn't hold back the shock in his heart.
Jianxin is the highest pursuit of all swordsmen.
Without comprehending Jianxin, one cannot climb the highest hall of kendo.
The Canghai Kuaijian used to be on the coast of the Bohai Sea, with the violent winds and waves, piercing 30,000 times a day, day after day, year after year, for a full sixty years before he realized his swordsmanship.
But Ye Fan understood Jianxin at a young age, so he had to sigh that people are more popular than others.
Immediately afterwards, he looked at Ye Fan and asked, "Can you ask, what kind of swordsman do you understand?"
"Fearless!"
Ye Fan's voice was sonorous and powerful.
"You won, please go upstairs!"
As he said, Canghai Kuaijian shouted at the upper floor again: "Be careful, this guy is the top swordsman, his sword skills are superb. Don't give him a chance to make a sword, otherwise he will lose!"
"Hahaha..."
The next moment, there was a loud laughter from the twelfth floor: "Canghai Kuaijian, usually you pretend to be a nobleman and look like you are the most powerful. I did not expect that there will be times when the ship is overturned in the gutter! Xiu's nemesis, don't worry, that kid will never pass my level!"
At this moment, Ye Fan took Ruan Hongli to the twelfth floor.
The guard at this level is a black-clothed scholar with fair skin and a feminine aura between his eyebrows. As soon as he saw Ye Fan, he directly used the secret technique, causing a strong fluctuation in the soul.
"Boom!"
The invisible spirit fluctuations, carrying the power of overwhelming power, pressed towards Ye Fan, and the entire space was shocked, as if opening the door to hell, to hook away Ye Fan's three souls and seven souls.
Seeing this, Ye Fan didn't move, and a mysterious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Even the true immortal who crossed the robbery like Master Hunhun, displayed the forbidden move of "jushun sent generals", but Ye Fan couldn't help him. How could he fear this black scholar?
"Zhan Xian Fei Dao!"
Ye Fan yelled, and the condensed spiritual consciousness turned into a flying knife in the air, like a long rainbow through the sky, directly tore through the black-clothed scholar's spiritual consciousness fluctuations and blasted into the center of his eyebrows.
In an instant, the black-clothed scholar was shocked, his face was as gray as death, as if he had received a devastating blow, his spirits and spirits instantly collapsed, and all his fighting spirit was completely extinguished.
It took a long time for the black-clothed student to relax, panting heavily and cursing:
"Damn! Canghai Kuaijian, you bastard, how dare you lie to me! What kind of sword repair is this kid, he is clearly a soul repairer, and his strength is far above me! Beware of those upstairs, don't let him The attack of the soul has been calculated!"
...
The thirteenth floor.
A tower-like man stood in the center, and his exposed skin revealed a faint golden color, shining brightly.
"Huh! Dragon Elephant Guardian!"
This big man yelled, full of blood, and there seemed to be something terrifying in his body to wake up.
In the next moment, two phantoms appeared behind him, a dragon and an elephant, as if they had come from before the ancient prehistoric, exuding an extremely terrifying aura.
Under the background of the dragon elephant, this big man is like a and Buddha, the King Kong is not bad, and it is immortal.
"Boy, you can get here, it's already very powerful! But you can't get through this level of mine! I have a dragon elephant body with a dragon elephant body, and ordinary spiritual attacks can't hurt me at all! Besides, I also have the power of a thousand dragons, and I can break the Tianzhu with a fist at will, and crush the mountains and rivers with a kick at any time!"
The tone of the big man is extremely proud, his expression is flying, and he is proud of the world.
In fact, he has completely proud capital.
This King Kong Dragon Elephant Body, although not comparable to the Shenyin King Body, is of the same level as Ruan Hongli's Wanjun Body.
Coupled with his cultivation base of transforming the gods into the Ninth Rank, he rarely meets opponents in the same realm, even in the imperial city where the strong are like clouds, they are all masters in the ranks.
Ye Fan looked at him from a distance, with a look of disdain in his eyes, and said coldly: "It's colorful, vain, and you dare to show your ugliness? Get out of the way, don't get in the way!"
"presumptuous!"
The big man let out an angry roar, his figure shot out like a cannonball, carrying unmatched power, the surrounding space was shattered every inch, and everything he passed was annihilated.
Simply competing with physical strength, he absolutely ranked first among the nine guards in the fairy building.
"Hey...one by one, why don't you have to find it uncomfortable?" Ye Fan smiled bitterly.
This big man bears a King Kong dragon elephant body and possesses the power of a thousand dragons, which is indeed remarkable.
However, Ye Fan's Heavenly Dominant Body, looking at the nine heavens and ten earths, all the worlds, is the top physique. Nowadays, without exerting inner strength, the pure physical power has the power of ten thousand dragons.
Ye Fan raised his right hand and patted forward lightly.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise that shook the sky and the earth, like a star exploding, and the entire Taxianlou shivered.
The man was shot into the wall forcibly, and dense cracks were cracked around him, as if he had been bombarded by fierce artillery fire.
The right half of that big man's body was completely transformed into nothingness, with nothing left of muscles, bones, meridians, and blood.
Even if the physical body is not completely broken, but with such a serious injury, it will take at least several years to recover.
"Ho ho ho!"
The big man uttered a hoarse roar: "The two downstairs are all nonsense! Where is the sword repair and soul repair of this kid, it is obvious that he is able to prove the Taoist physical training, most of my body was shot by him. Broken!"
...
One hour later, on the fourteenth floor, there was another scream:
"Ahhhhhh...you are all talking nonsense, this kid is clearly Lei Xiu! He can hit Thunder with his bare hands, and directly scorched me!"
Soon, a wailing sound came from the fifteenth floor:
"Who said he belongs to Lei Xiu! This guy is Huo Xiu, and I don't know what kind of fire he has mastered. Just feeling that breath makes me scared!"
