After Xun Jianfei finished speaking, the figure disappeared like a ghost and disappeared. The next moment he appeared in front of Yang Fan, with his big hand sticking out, and grabbing towards Yang Fan's neck.
"Wow!" A sword light flashed, and the arm protruding from Xian Jianfei passed through, but it did not bring the slightest effect.
As expected by Yang Fan, the figure in front of him was still an afterimage. Yang Fan's figure retreated extremely quickly, sucking in a wooden stick from a distance, guarding against the sneak attack by the elder.
"Uncle Shi, do you think you can stop my attack with a stick?"
The voice of the great elder Xun Jianfei came from all around, and it was impossible to locate his position through the sound source.
"Small bugs."
Yang Fan smiled slightly, the powerful divine consciousness was released, and Xun Jianfei's position was instantly found.
With a sigh, Yang Fan came to Xun Jianfei's face in a blink of an eye.
Xing Jian Feijian looked at his eyebrows, and did not panic at all.
"So fast."
Yang Fan shook his heart, and the wooden stick that pierced towards Xie Jian hurriedly recovered, and the true vitality wrapped the wooden stick and picked up the flaw in Xie Jianfei's move.
Xun Jianfei's pupils shrank, and he didn't expect Yang Fan to find the flaw so quickly, so he had to turn his sword around and face the stick.
"Ding." A metal collision sounded, and the two of them were shaken back.
"Come again."
Xun Jianfei swung his long sword, and his figure disappeared again. This time he appeared behind Yang Fan, very fast, and did not give Yang Fan the slightest time to react. Xun Jianfei brandished his sword and stabbed Yang Fan towards Yang Fan's right shoulder. He vowed not to give up unless he stabbed him, as if he was about to avenge that move.
The long sword pierced Yang Fan's shoulder, and the blood splashing scene did not appear in his imagination. The long sword passed through Yang Fan's body without hindrance.
Just when Xie Jianfei thought that what was in front of him was only a ghost, and was vigilant around him, Yang Fan turned around and punched Xie Jianfei's face with his big sandbag fist.
"what?"
Xun Jianfei was knocked to the ground, his left eye closed tightly. There was a dark blue in the eye socket, leaving only his right eye staring at Yang Fan in disbelief, not understanding what had just happened.
"Master, what's going on?" the second elder asked Jian Yi.
"It should be some kind of space secret technique. As early as when the boss appeared behind the uncle, I noticed an extremely hidden space fluctuation."
After listening to Jianyi's analysis, everyone looked at each other, but they didn't mean to remind Xun Jianfei.
"What a weird situation."
The elder Xun Jianfei frowned and looked at Yang Fan with alertness, for fear of being beaten again.
Yang Fan stretched out his back with one hand, and hooked his finger towards Xun Jianfei with the other hand, showing his provocative intentions.
Obviously Xun Jianfei was a little irritated, and he roared, and the speed of rushing towards Yang Fan skyrocketed again, this time even the afterimage was not left behind.
When he came to Yang Fan, Long Sword didn't mean to stop at all, and pierced Yang Fan's heart. There was a metal crash, seeing a miss, Xie Jianfei didn't say anything, the long sword danced quickly, not giving Yang Fan the slightest chance to breathe, attack after attack, and Yang Fan also defended one attack after another. , The two wrestled together, there was nothing like a cultivator should fight.
At first glance, it looks a bit like a competition between two swordsmen in a martial arts novel.
It seems that he finally knew that he was no match for Yang Fan in swordsmanship. Just when Xian Jianfei separated from Yang Fan, he swished, Xian Jianfei threw a sword gas towards Yang Fan, stepped on the spot, and quickly pinched the magic arts with both hands. The Wudoutai's silver light shone, and immediately afterwards, Yang Fan, who was still avoiding the attack, sank and staggered away from the sword energy.
"Uncle Master now, you can't avoid it so easily anymore."
Xun Jianfei pinched the magic technique again, and a golden dragon hovered above him. The dragon slammed against Yang Fan and slammed into Yang Fan with Xie Jianfei's anger.
The dragon was extremely fast, and Yang Fan wanted to dodge to the side, but found that the entire martial arts platform was like a strong glue, firmly sticking Yang Fan's feet, not only that, Yang Fan couldn't move his whole body.
With a loud "bang", the golden dragon slammed into Yang Fan's body, the thick smoke dispersed, leaving a big hole in place, but Yang Fan disappeared.
"What about people?" An elder was surprised.
"Big brother, be careful behind you."
As soon as the voice fell, a golden figure instantly appeared behind Xun Jianfei, a whip leg swept out, Xun Jian flew out like an arrow from the string, almost being kicked out of the martial arts platform.
Everyone looked at it together, and saw a person standing there surrounded by a golden curtain of light. It was Yang Fan who had started Super 1 state.
"What's going on, I feel that the aura of Uncle Master has become much stronger."
"Well, although it is still in the Void Refining Period, the combat power that has erupted has reached the peak of the combination, even in the early stage of the Tribulation."
"Maybe it has something to do with the golden light curtain around him. You see that his hair has turned golden. It should be some kind of secret technique to increase strength."
After the second elder said this sentence, the other eight elders nodded in approval.
Xun Jianfei stood up, rubbed the kicked part, and looked at Yang Fan with a trace of fear and timidity. But as an elder, he was unable to admit that he couldn't beat the young man whose realm was lower than himself, so he could only grit his teeth and endure it.
"Great Elder, I'm going to go." Yang Fan smiled jokingly, and his figure burst into force, raising his fist and heading straight towards Xie Jianfei's chest. That was where Yang Fan was kicked.
"Damn, how could I lose."
Xun Jianfei roared, and hurriedly distanced himself from Yang Fan, because he knew that Yang Fan was very strong in close combat at this time, and he hurriedly used his magic tricks.
"Ice Fire God's Fist." After pinching the tactics, great elder Xie Jianfei's left hand fist burst into hot flames, and the surrounding air instantly became thick, making people unable to breathe.
The fist of his right hand is covered with a layer of extremely deep cold light blue ice, and the white mist gathers above. If someone approaches, the mere cold air radiating can instantly freeze the monks of the Jin Dan stage into ice lolly. Such a weird phenomenon is in sharp contrast with the blazing flames in the left hand.
Xian Jianfei stuck out his fists and punched dozens of punches forward, and the biting wind of fists whizzed past. Yang Fan put aside his supernatural power and used his abilities, and instead used his agile pace to easily shuttle among the flying ice and fire fists.
Xun Jianfei was taken aback. He didn't expect that the extremely fast Ice Fire God Fist would be unable to do anything to Yang Fan, so he pinched the magic technique with both hands again.
After a few breaths, five identical figures appeared around Xun Jianfei, which made Yang Fan very surprised, because he discovered through Shao Lun Yan that these were the main body, or that the Sha Lun Yan failed this time.
The six figures lined up in a line, some of them used their swordsmanship, some of them performed a scorching flame attack, and some were responsible for interfering with Yang Fan's actions...In short, this time, Yang Fan was passive and completely under attack.
"I didn't expect the boss to actually use this trick." Jian Yi said in surprise.
"I remember that it took several decades to get started with this trick. I think it should be a little bit successful now."
"The real body. A very special technique. It can perfectly replicate the clone with the same strength as the body, and the number of splits is related to the proficiency of cultivation. It is said that this strong person created is strong in the immortal world. It’s top-notch, the big brother is a fragment obtained by chance in an ancient tomb."
The three elders, who had been standing by without speaking, finally spoke.
The ten disciples of Jian Yi have completely different personalities. Among them, the three most elders have the strangest personalities. He rarely speaks. Even Jian Yi, unless something must be spoken, he will not speak a word.
