The corner of Yang Fan's mouth raised, and the Bloody Soul Reaper in his hand appeared out of thin air, transforming into a long sword.
When Ye Jianxiu saw the Bloody Soul Reaper, his eyes flashed, and his heart was sullen.
Just when the long sword in Yang Fan's hand was about to stab, Ye Jianxiu had already arrived in front of Yang Fan and blasted the long sword with a punch.
Just when the long sword was about to be hit, Yang Fan suddenly spoke, and said with a bright smile at Ye Jianxiu.
"You got Fooled."
Then Yang Fan disappeared, and blue snowflakes gradually fell on the spot.
Ye Jianxiu's eyes widened, thinking of something, and then he felt a wave of fluctuations in the surrounding space, and quickly looked in Yu Binhong's direction.
as predicted.
Yang Fan appeared directly in Yu Binhong
Beside, the long sword in his hand pierced out.
Puff!
The sound of the sharp blade entering the body sounded, and Yu Binhong snorted.
He looked down and saw that the long sword pierced his dantian, and his strength fell rapidly. Not only that, but his soul was injured, and Yang Fan exerted yin and yang power on the long sword.
"Onmyoji, you... are the onmyoji..."
Before Yu Binhong finished speaking, Yang Fan increased the output of yin and yang power, and immediately everyone saw Yu Binhong's entire soul cracking, like a broken mirror, and the fragments continued to fall.
In the end, less than three seconds, Yu Binhong, the patron of the dignified Tai Sui Tower, turned into ashes.
Quiet!
The crowd onlookers all took a breath, thinking that Yang Fan was too ruthless, so that people didn't even have a chance to be a ghost.
"Okay, very good, you are very good, success angered me."
"You guys go, I'm blocking here, tell the host, send someone to support you quickly."
Ye Jianxiu stood in front of the ten people, his tone was cold.
"Yes!"
The ten people did not dare to delay, and after a response, they wanted to withdraw. They also knew that Yang Fan was powerful, and being here was just like looking for death.
"Go? Do you think they can go?"
Yang Fan hummed coldly.
"What do you mean?"
Ye Jianxiu snorted in his heart, and a bad premonition spontaneously emerged.
Yang Fan sneered, and then squeezed a magic formula, followed by a purple translucent energy cover that wrapped the group of people, which was a six-level formation.
"This is the formation, when was it arranged?"
Ye Jianxiu's face was ugly.
At this time, more and more blue snowflakes fell in the sky, almost covering all the places in the formation.
"What is this again?"
Ye Jianxiu grabbed a piece of snowflakes, but found nothing unusual.
"You'll find out later."
After Yang Fan finished speaking, he disappeared from Ye Jianxiu's eyes, and a wave of spatial fluctuations came.
"not good!"
Ye Jianxiu sensed Yang Fan's intentions, and came to the side of the ghost cultivation who was crossing the catastrophe period, and the powerful spiritual consciousness was released, so he was always on guard.
Hum!
Above Ye Jianxiu, spatial fluctuations came from a fingernail-sized snowflake, which he immediately noticed.
"it's here!!!"
Ye Jianxiu waved his hand, and a flash of spiritual energy shot at the snowflake, very fast, even if it reached the terrifying thousand times the speed of sound.
Whoosh!
Before that spiritual energy arrived, a figure walked out of it, it was Yang Fan.
Puff!
The strength directly penetrated Yang Fan's body.
"Small bugs, still want to make an axe in front of the old man?"
Ye Jianxiu stroked his beard, his face showing killing intent.
"Oh, really?"
Suddenly, Yang Fan's voice came from behind Ye Jian's self-cultivation, causing him to shake all over, and his heart was chilling.
Ye Jianxiu turned his head stiffly, only to see Yang Fan appear beside a member of the Tai Sui Building he had brought.
Then in Ye Jianxiu's gaze, the long sword turned into by the Blood-Hidden Soul Reaper was directly in the member's body.
boom!
The terrifying yin and yang power broke out in an instant, blasting the ghost cultivators into the soul scattered on the spot, and there was no chance to beg for mercy.
"Do not!"
Ye Jianxiu roared, and when he arrived at Yang Fan's location, the Ghost Xiu was dead, and Yang Fan disappeared.
"Don't worry, this is just the beginning."
Suddenly, Yang Fan appeared next to another member of the Tai Sui Building, and then in his horrified eyes, Yang Fan inserted a long sword into his soul body, stepping behind the first person.
Ye Jianxiu saw in his eyes, every time he arrived at Yang Fan's location, he was a step late, several times in a row, only three people were left in the blink of an eye.
The three of them were extremely frightened, leaning back to back, wary of Yang Fan's sudden appearance.
This is the real power of the Piaoxue Seven Kills Art, even a monk of the same realm can't stop it.
The reason why Xing Daorong did not use this trick against Yang Fan was because Yang Fan was proficient in space. The most basic condition for the Piaoxue Seven Kills technique to succeed in cultivation is to have a unique insight into space, and this will be learned by Yang Fan.
Coincidentally, Ye Jianxiu was just a sword repairer, and he didn't know anything about space. The reason why he was able to perceive the fluctuations in space was only because of the powerful spiritual consciousness of the early Mahayana.
If Yang Fan's strength was even higher, Ye Jianxiu would not even be able to detect spatial fluctuations.
After successively beheading seven ghost repairmen during the Tribulation Period, Yang Fan came out of the snowflakes.
"Want to die or to live?"
Yang Fan played with the Blood Hidden Soul Reaper while constantly switching forms.
Ye Jianxiu's face was ugly, and said coldly.
"Boy, don't be too arrogant. When the host arrives, it will be your death date."
Only then did Yang Fan notice that there was a crushed jade charm in Ye Jianxiu's hand, which seemed to have been crushed for a long time.
"Middle Mahayana? But you."
Between the speeches, three identical selves were split from Yang Fan's body. Except for the breath, they were exactly the same.
"Incarnate outside?"
Ye Jianxiu's brows furrowed deeply, especially when he saw that the three avatars of Yang Fan had the strength to complete the Tribulation Period, he was even more worried, and prayed that Dong Genji would come soon.
"Don't say I didn't give you a way to survive, if you can survive until your so-called landlord arrives, I can't kill you."
The three shadow avatars of Yang Fan spoke in unison, shaking the hearts of the remaining three.
"As for you, go and accompany the pavilion master."
Swish Swish!
The four figures appeared out of thin air, and Ye Jianxiu immediately felt four waves of spatial fluctuations around him. The three were next to the remaining three people, and the remaining one was next to him.
"not good!"
It was about his own life, Ye Jianxiu ignored the three of them, and backed away, a spear appeared, and a strong flower was quickly dancing.
Cang!
The long sword and the long spear collided with each other, making a crisp sound.
Ye Jianxiu was forced to retreat, but Yang Fan did not take a step back.
"How is this possible?"
Ye Jianxiu couldn't believe it.
"There are still many impossible things, don't leave today."
Yang Fan was sucked into a piece of blue snowflakes. There was no breath of him around him, and even Ye Jianxiu didn't notice the spatial fluctuation.
