Chapter 961: Unblock the second

Chapter 961: Unblocking the second stage
Ye Changsheng slammed on the ground fiercely, blood spurted in his mouth, his body was very tough, the soil and rocks on the ground were all exploded, and a huge deep pit appeared where he was.
"Xiao~Fan~"
Ye Changsheng stood up and roared up to the sky, the battle spirit of the Phoenix and the Sword of Extinction floated, and the raging flames burned, and the aura became more and more terrifying.
At this moment Ye Changsheng had completely moved the killing mind.
"Are you calling me?" An abrupt voice sounded, and Xiao Fan reappeared, violent aura surging away from him, and another punch hit Ye Changsheng's face on the other side.
"Wow~" Ye Changsheng spewed out several more blood, and his heart was very aggrieved.
He had just used the power of the battle soul again, but he discovered that the battle soul did not listen at all. Although it was only a moment, this feeling left Ye Changsheng's heart very bottomless.
"It's you who are doing the ghost!" Ye Changsheng flew upside down for several tens of feet, finally stopped, and knelt on one knee, looking at Xiao Fan with an angry expression.
"So what?" Xiao Fan looked indifferent, and did not give Ye Changsheng a chance to resist. With a left punch and a right kick, Ye Changsheng had no resistance at all.
It wasn't that Ye Changsheng was really so unbearable, but because his battle soul was not under his control, with the Soul Locking Orb, Xiao Fan was already invincible.
Of course, if Ye Changsheng's battle soul can be completely melted into his blood, then Xiao Fan can't help him.
"Aren't you going to scrap my arm?"
Xiao Fan shouted angrily, swiped Ye Changsheng's left arm with the palm of the knife, a burst of blood flew out, and one arm was separated instantly.
"Ah!" Ye Changsheng screamed, his right hand was holding his left arm, his face showed pain, the huge blue veins violently violently, and the big beads of sweat rolled down.
"Don't you have the phoenix war spirit? I wonder if you can restore your arm?" Xiao Fan had a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and he kicked out again.
"Don't you want me to live better than to die? Don't worry, I will not kill you, just let you be a one-armed man. For the self-righteous you, life is better than death."
Xiao Fan looked at Ye Changsheng with a cold expression, did not continue to make a move, but stood still, and then pointed out with a finger, Ye Changsheng's left arm suddenly exploded, turning into blood mist and dissipating in the air.
Ye Changsheng's body was embedded in a stone, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. He was shocked, and the stone behind him exploded.
His right hand was firmly holding the broken left arm, and the blood stained his hand red, which was so dazzling and coquettish.
Looking at the bright red right hand, Ye Changsheng's pupils suddenly and slowly became pitch black. The golden flames all over him turned strangely black, and even the void was being burned.
The phoenix battle spirit and the nirvana battle spirit slowly merged into one, and the aura on Ye Changsheng's body was extremely cold, as if from Jiuyou.
After a few breaths, the black flame was densely covered with void, and the radius of tens of meters all became extremely cold and silent.
The crowd felt the breath, and they were all creepy.
"Ye Changsheng was cut off by one arm?" Someone sucked in air when seeing Ye Changsheng's broken arm, revealing an incredible color.
Xiao Fan actually cut Ye Changsheng's arm? Is he looking for death?
Ye Shishui frowned. He was not shocked that Xiao Fan cut Ye Changsheng's arm, but was shocked that Ye Changsheng had displayed all his strength.
"War Soul Fusion Secret Skill!" Yu Chi Kuangsheng's lips trembled a little, even if he was a strong man who stepped into the Battle Saint Realm with one foot, he couldn't bear the pressure.
In the distance, black flames burned, covering the sky and the sun, and shrouded Xiao Fan in it, as if afraid of Xiao Fan's escape.
Lifting his head, Ye Changsheng grinned at Xiao Fan, as if he couldn't believe it.
"Do you dare to break my arm?" A cold voice came out from Ye Changsheng's mouth, murderously cold, and the substantive murderous intent pierced the void.
"If it wasn't for your father outside, I would not only break your arm, but also dare to kill you, believe it or not." Xiao Fan smiled lightly.
He didn't have too many impressions of Ye Shishui and Ye Changsheng. If it weren't for the little witch still in Ye's family, Xiao Fan wouldn't care about Ye Shishui at all.
After all, this is the Southern Territory Grand Competition. As long as he didn't kill Ye Changsheng, Ye Shishui wouldn't be able to cover the sky with one hand and act on Xiao Fan.
"You're fine!" Ye Changsheng's arms shook, and the sky was full of black flames rushing towards Xiao Fan, and the surrounding space was extremely distorted.
"Things that do not live or die." Xiao Fan spoke lightly, imitating Ye Changsheng's tone before, his voice full of endless irony.
This was what Ye Changsheng said before, but Xiao Fan did not dare to underestimate Ye Changsheng’s strength. He was able to force him to display the power of Shura’s blood, the power of the immortal golden body, the soul-locking orb and the Scarlet Flame Cloud Flood Dragon. .
If it weren't for the fusion of his ghost war soul and Shura bloodline, and his strength surged, Xiao Fan would definitely not suppress Ye Changsheng.
"Xiao Fan, confess with death, time and space are gone!"
Ye Changsheng roared to the sky, and the two battle soul fusions around him instantly submerged in his body. At the same time, his aura continued to rise, becoming extremely crazy, and there was a faint feeling of breaking through the peak of the war emperor. .
When his aura climbed to the extreme, Ye Changsheng waved his right arm, and all the flames instantly rushed towards Xiao Fan like a thousand bees.
"Repent? I, Xiao Fan, do things, and I never know what confession is!" Xiao Fan said coldly, his eyes calm.
However, he didn't dare to underestimate him, he only felt a force of time and space obliteration enveloped him, and there was no resistance at all.
The outside world has completely lost sight of Xiao Fan and Ye Changsheng, and can only feel a terrifying force.
Xiao Fan quickly mobilized the power of the ghost war soul, his body was burning with endless war soul, but was covered by the ghost war soul, Ye Changsheng couldn't feel it at all.
Xiao Fan was already fully armed, and with the exception of the Shura Divine Wing, he displayed almost all his strength.
But he found that it was still far from enough, a strange force was constantly devouring his vitality, even the immortal will could not resist it.
"Twin battle souls? It's useless, in the time and space dying, in the battle sacred realm, there is no doubt that you will die!" Ye Changsheng said coldly, his face was extremely pale, this blow almost exhausted all his strength.
In the black space, Xiao Fan received a huge sense of pressure, his bones almost burst, and his hands and feet seemed to be completely immobile.
In the endless darkness, there is no light at all.
"Space confinement?" Xiao Fan clenched his teeth and persisted. An endless sword aura burst out all over him, constantly impacting the confinement power of the space.
At this moment, Xiao Fan's eyes suddenly became extremely clear, as if he had broken through a certain barrier.
"If I have a sword, a sword can soar to the sky!" Xiao Fan whispered, an incomparably terrifying kendo will bloomed from him, and this kendo will directly rushed through the barrier of space.
Suddenly, Xiao Fan spread out his palms and moved his mind. A blood-colored long sword suddenly appeared in his hand. The blood-colored long sword trembled.
The long sword was obviously the Shura sword, and the Shura sword at the moment seemed more agile.
Just now Xiao Fan's will broke through the space barrier, and the Shura sword broke the second seal, broke the of the soul ring directly, and appeared in his hand.
"Old friend, long time no see." Xiao Fan smiled faintly, his expression was neither joy nor sadness.
Then slowly raised the Shura sword in his hand and waved it lightly, and a faint voice came out from his mouth: "A sword is flying above the sky!"