Chapter 76: Fate War

Hearing what Ye Fan said, Ye Meng's body trembled suddenly, and said coldly: "You seem to know me?"
"Haha, who doesn't know the name of the traitor Ye Meng?" Ye Fan laughed, and the ridicule in his eyes was not hidden, and continued to speak loudly: "I also know that you are not only dependent on the Bai family, but also by Ye Feiyang and Bai Qiuyan. The who gave birth, it's a pity that both of those two are dead now, and the family of three you just reunited has been separated again."
"Wow!" As soon as these words came out, it was like a huge boulder falling into the water, ripples in the surrounding people. Everyone only knew that Ye Feiyang and his son had rebelled against the Ye family, but they didn't know that there was also this layer of stubbornness. The relationship is.
"It's so nonsense, Ye Meng, kill him!" Bai Qiuyuan's face changed rapidly, and he immediately ordered Ye Meng.
Ye Meng's expression was extremely gloomy. The news from Yanyang Auction House was nothing short of a terrifying news, which made him instinctively not want to mention it, but Ye Fan had just talked about it and told all the secrets. come out.
"Who are you, how did you learn about these things, and what does it have to do with Ye Fan?" Ye Meng's mind turned sharply, and did not immediately do it, but asked a series of questions.
Looking at the red bronze youth in front of him, he always had a strange sense of familiarity.
"You look at the Ye Family again and again, and you must really want to know where Ye Fan is. If you can beat me, let me tell you!" Ye Fan said with a light smile.
When Ye Mengxu hadn't been found out, Ye Fan didn't want to act rashly, revealing his identity at will is harmful and unhelpful.
"Very well, you really have something to do with Ye Fan, so I'll fight until you say it!" Ye Meng suddenly burst into a raging war.
Parents’ grudges must be reported. I thought that Ye Fan would appear on this battlefield, but he never thought that the Ye Family would send a widow like Ye Lichou, so Ye Meng had always been gloomy.
"I hope you don't let me down!"
Ye Fan said indifferently, his body also burst out with a fighting spirit. He had been waiting for this battle for a long time.
"Great Chiba Hands!"
With a violent drink, a giant hand covering the sky came under Ye Meng's front.
In the previous battle, Ye Meng was as powerful as Ye Fan, and his strength should not be underestimated. It was the most sensible choice to use Da Qianye's hand to check.
"Hmph, break your hand, watch me break it!" A trace of contempt flashed in Ye Meng's eyes. As soon as he loosened his palm, he tapped his thumbs and slammed upwards.
"brush!"
A burst of black light suddenly appeared in Ye Meng's hands, and amidst the tyrannical aura, there was a vague voice like howling ghosts and wolves, and the power was unprecedentedly domineering.
"Puff!" The black light crossed, and Ye Fan's big hand that covered the sky was almost broken in an instant. The center of the one hundred meters wide hand showed a hollow, and it was eaten away by the black light.
"Ding Ding Ding!"
The martial arts was broken, and the vitality in Ye Fan's body surged, and he couldn't help but step back three steps, a trace of shock appeared in his eyes under the red bronze mask.
Heiguang possesses incomparably overbearing power, even more than the power of the double king.
"What, the red copper can't even catch Ye Meng's palm, the gap is too big!"
"This battle should have been defeated by Akagi. In the final analysis, it is still a casual cultivator. Ye Meng's power is too strong!"
Although the two of Ye Fan only fought in an instant, they had already let others see the difference between the two, and even the martial arts under the Supreme Profound Righteousness were defeated in a single blow, and I asked what else could defeat Ye Meng.
"Have you heard, your stately martial arts are good at dealing with others, but in front of absolute power, they have no effect at all. If you are acquainted, just tell Ye Fan's news, I can't kill you!" Ye Meng's face There was a hint of arrogant smile, and at this moment, he really showed some strength.
"Really?" Ye Fan sneered, his eyes were still wary. The Great Qianye Hand was the weakest martial skill in his body, and it would be broken if it broke.
"The whirlwind god's legs!" With another violent shout, an unparalleled hurricane generated from Ye Fan's feet. For a time, the wind blew four times, flying sand and rocks, blowing both Ye Fan's robes.
At this moment, on the platform, there is completely a world of wind.
"Trash!" Feeling the painful face blown by the hurricane, Ye Meng still disdain to speak out, and a black light came out from his hand.
"Swipe!" Under the cover of black light, a vacuum zone appeared around Ye Meng's body. Any gust of wind could not be approached. At the same time, black light overflowed, quickly extinguishing the wind.
But for a moment, the squally wind in the center of the field was very weak, and the whirlwind god's legs were broken soon.
"Don't struggle anymore, you can avoid the suffering of flesh and blood!" Ye Meng said high above as if he had already foreseen the result.
"The scorching sun bursts through the sky and burns all beings! The scorching sun seal, cover me!"
When these words fell, a white light suddenly rose into the sky in the weakened hurricane, and the scorching breath could even be felt by the crowd several miles away.
The white light did not hit Ye Meng, but shot towards the scorching sun in the sky. Although it is the setting sun at this moment, as long as the sun does not set, the light of the scorching sun can be produced. Ye Feiyang died under the light of the scorching sun and turned into The ashes, even the flesh and blood could not be left.
"Swipe!" A light golden light suddenly shot down from the sky, like the scorching sun at noon, extremely dazzling.
"Chichichichi!"
The light golden light fell directly on the black mask around Ye Meng's body. The two stood in a stalemate, and white smoke appeared as if they were roasting.
"Break it for me!"
Feeling the slow fading of the power, Ye Meng's proud smile slowly converged, slamming all his power towards the light golden light.
The strongest power derived from the Great Seal of the Scorching Sun already made Ye Meng feel a sense of crisis.
"Wow!" Ye Meng just withdrew the black light next to him, and the gust of wind around him that was about to be broken once again became strong, and the hurricane at Ye Fan's feet counterattacked Ye Meng, causing him to be flanked by two martial arts for a while.
"You...you can actually control two martial arts at the same time?" Ye Meng was finally shocked. With the power of one person's spirit, it is basically impossible to perform two profound martial arts at the same time.
In fact, Ye Fan had used the Sword in the Sleeve while using the God of Whirlwind's legs, but it was a pity that the Sword in the Sleeve was invisible to killing people, and they didn't notice it, or thought it was only after the God of Whirlwind.
"This son not only has many powerful martial arts, but he can also use them at the same time. Once he grows up, he will be extremely terrifying!" Chu Tiange muttered to himself while standing on the high platform, with an intriguing expression on his face.
The higher the cultivation base, the naturally able to appreciate the importance of spiritual power, even if it is him, he can't perform the two profound martial arts simultaneously.
Under the attack of the two martial arts, although Ye Meng was still fine, but he also began to rush, especially the light of the scorching sun, like the nemesis of his power, shooting endlessly, killing the power in his body.
"It's you who forced me!" Finally, after another stalemate, Ye Meng became angry with embarrassment, moving his palms, slowly drawing out a weird pattern, and then shouting: "Magic Shadow Palm, give me it! "
"Wow!" The palm shot out from the air, continuously shooting out dark void palmprints, but in a moment, the entire battle platform was covered with palmprints, and the two people in the center of the platform were not visible.
The palm prints carried a stern voice, and every palm was extremely powerful. He quickly broke Ye Fan's two great martial arts, and gathered towards Ye Fan.
Thousands of palms added to his body, making Ye Fan feel weak for the first time. This power was too terrifying and tyrannical made him unable to resist, as if any counterattack at the moment was ineffective.
"Give you one last chance to tell the news about Ye Fan, otherwise, die..." The hat on Ye Meng's head has melted in the black light, revealing an extremely terrifying face, teeth and crooked nose, blood lines appearing. On his face, there were black scars all around, and his voice was extremely hoarse, just like hell.
This is not a human face at all, and even a grimace is not so scary.