Chapter 3287: Hurt the enemy a thousand

"How, do you feel powerless in front of this king?"
"Regret, it's too late!"
"Ye Guhan, this king will return your words to you intact!"
"The really scary thing is that you don't know anything, but you think everything is under your control!"
Duan Feng's winning ticket is in hand, and everyone has a taste of arrogance.
In Ye Fan's eyes, the golden flames throbbed... "Uh..." A long sigh was heard from his throat, and the blood of the Shenlong was stimulated, and his body damage was quickly repaired.
Ye Fan's throat and heart were all restored in a blink of an eye.
"Oh?
Unexpectedly, you still have a bit of calmness, but do you think it will be all right if you recover like this? "
"This king is just too lazy to kill you directly. Since you want to suffer more, this king will satisfy you."
Duan Feng said, slashing several swords at himself! Going down with these few swords can definitely cut the NPC eight pieces! Bai Qianluo couldn't bear to look at it, and the cultivators of Qingshazhang also shook their heads and sighed bitterly.
You don't need to guess that Ye Fan will be humiliated to death by playing.
but! In the next second, everyone discovered that things were different from what they thought! Ye Fan stood there so dumb, nothing happened?
"This...what's going on!?"
Duan Feng's eyes condensed, his face suddenly changed! Wuye Wen Feng also showed a look of surprise, wondering if he had read it wrong! Ye Fan touched his neck, his expression a bit regretful.
"Injury the enemy a thousand,'self-harm' 800."
"Your magical skill is to make your opponent suffer harm together with you and bear the damage together."
"However, you cleverly use the space-time difference of'things to star shift' to force dodge."
"In this way, the opponent bears the damage, but you dodge yourself."
"Speaking of which, this magical skill can also be regarded as the transfer of things to the stars, and it has been applied to a certain extremely high-end realm."
Ye Fan has been spending time studying what is going on with this "self-harm" since just now.
As a result, he found that although the principle is understandable, he can't actually copy it.
The reason is simple-the basis of this magical skill is the transfer of objects and stars.
In other words, except for the rare Tianhu like Duan Feng, it is estimated that no one would think of comprehending this magical skill.
Unless Ye Fan can reach the seventh-order Azure Dragon and control the space, it might be of some reference.
Regardless of magic skills or laws, in fact, most of them are related to the experience and ability of the cultivator.
Ye Fan couldn't force himself to learn all the magic skills.
Although I think this magical skill is quite powerful, I can only give up now.
"You... how could you escape from the self-harm of this king?
! "
Duan Feng roared angrily, more to cover up his inner panic, which exceeded his understanding! Ye Fan said, "Your self-harm is very serious, but it's a pity...you met me."
"This king doesn't believe it!!"
Duan Feng opened his arms, and saw thousands of cyan lightsabers gathering around him! He launched a ruthless call, intending to solve Ye Fan at once.
Thousands of lightsabers, if they don't look elsewhere, they will attack him! The toughness of self-harm, in fact, the most powerful is that Duan Feng doesn't need to find a way to hit his opponent.
As long as he attacked himself, he would hit the opponent 100%! But he didn't know, because Ye Fan fundamentally saw through the operation mode of this magical skill.
Therefore, Ye Fan has already cracked his self-damage.
The thread that was originally wrapped around Ye Fan's body, the invisible thread, has been cut off now! Wan Jian wears! Duan Feng had hit a few swords himself, after all, the change of things and the movement of stars could not achieve 100% dodge.
When he looked at Ye Fan again, his entire face was green! Ye Fan stood there intact, looking at him with a pitiful look.
"Hey, I said, your magical skills are useless to me, can you stop masturbating yourself?"
"I have lived for tens of thousands of years. Isn't it good to die with dignity?"
"Give you a chance to fight me head-on."
Ye Fan's tone seemed to have already pronounced Duan Feng's death sentence.
The monks who heard the maple and the green gauze tent in the foggy night had their scalp numb, and their hairs were all erected! I thought Duan Feng was too strong, a rascal.
As a result... this Ye Guhan is simply a monster among monsters! What did he do! ?
In everyone's hearts, countless questions! Duan Feng endured a few sword wounds on his body. At this moment, he was like an idiot who continued to harm himself! "Okay...The king will fight you head-on!"
Duan Feng's eyes flashed a vicious color! Ye Fan snorted coldly, and directly backhanded a ball of Long Yan, completely wrapping the Bai Qian next to him! "Give you a chance to stand and die, but you want to use self-harm to hold a woman?"
Bai Qianluo was frightened, it turned out that Duan Feng just shot her?
Ye Fan made a flying thunder in the air, and his body was wrapped in thunder and lightning, and he immediately killed Duan Feng! Duan Feng was full of colorful light flashes, trying to use the super high dodge of the thing to change the star, and fight Ye Fan desperately.
Ye Fan is not afraid, because even if Duan Feng can hit him hundreds of times, he only needs to hit Duan Feng three punches at most! The golden dragon fist and the dazzling light beam clashed densely.
The speed of the two of them was so fast that the monks at the scene could not see clearly.
Even smelling Feng on the foggy night, you can probably see what kind of ultra-high frequency the two are using to fight each other.
Duan Feng's formation advantage in Xumi's realm disappeared. At this moment, it is inevitable and can only resist hard.
But is his physical fitness Ye Fan's opponent?
Before the third punch, after Ye Fan hit Duan Feng with two fists, Duan Feng's body was distorted! "Don't kill me! I have a secret to tell..." Duan Feng, who was unable to continue fighting, shouted! "I do not want to hear!"
Ye Fan wouldn't even bother about it, this guy's many conspiracies, directly slapped Duan Feng's skull! A group of dragon flames burned Duan Feng's powerful soul! Because of his strong cultivation, Duan Feng persisted for ten seconds before he was burned out.
The screams of screams made the monks of Qing Shazhang feel complicated and inexplicably happy! Until Duan Feng's breath completely dissipated, everyone felt like they had a dream.
The dignified Nine-Tailed Demon King, just died like that?
On the foggy night, Feng raised his head and sighed, tears crisscrossing.
"Waner...you can rest in peace."
Bai Qianluo threw over excitedly, trying to hug Ye Fan.
Ye Fan directly put a finger on the woman's forehead to keep her away.
"It's not a farewell to life and death, you should be more reserved!"
"You scared me to death just now, you lied to me, do you know how much I worry about you?"
"It's just a small scene," Ye Fan said lightly.
At this time, there was a big shout from Feizhou.
"Thank you God! Free us from the clutches!"
"Thank you Ye Shenzun!"
People with the Chao family did not know when they had already got off the flying boat, and they knelt and shouted gratefully over there.
Qingyuan, Qingli and a group of Qingsha tents also looked at Ye Fan with complex emotions.