Chapter 1533: The mighty power!

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Although Ye Fan's voice was silent, it was like a nine-day thunder that fell on the court.
Can't even pull out the sword? !
Everyone present showed incredible expressions on their faces, terrified.
These words can no longer be described as "arrogant", they are simply idiotic dreams.
"Presumptuous, how dare you disrespect Yang Shao! Looking for death!" The young Kong Wu named Lu Chuan clenched his fists, as if rushing over to fight Ye Fan at any time.
As the person involved, Yang Qi's eyes were red and furious.
You know, he is a well-known kendo genius, even in the inner courtyard where geniuses gather, he can be regarded as a leader.
Now, Ye Fan went so far as to rant, claiming that he would not even be able to draw his sword.
humiliation!
This is naked humiliation!
No one has ever dared to humiliate him so much!
Yang Qi stared at Ye Fan fiercely, his handsome facial features became distorted and ferocious, his eyes burned with boiling anger, and he gritted his teeth and said:
"Boy, you successfully aroused my anger! Next, I will use the most extreme sword to harvest your life. The sky is big and the earth is big, no one can save you!"
After saying this, Yang Qi's momentum skyrocketed, and a solid murderous intent, with his body as the center of the circle, spread in all directions, and the surrounding temperature instantly dropped to freezing points, extremely biting.
Many disciples in the outer courtyard are shivering like a falling ice cellar, and they can only barely resist this horrible atmosphere by doing their best.
Immediately afterwards, Yang Qi's right hand grabbed the hilt of the Teng Snake Sword.
"Chang!"
A high-pitched and cruel sword rang through the audience, like the roar of a snake.
Immediately, the precious light soared into the sky, condensing a ghost of a snake in the air, and it was the sword spirit in the sword that emerged.
Many spirit implements have spirit implements, but only heaven-rank spirit implements can make spirit implements reveal their entities.
Many people in the venue saw such a vision, their eyes widened, unblinking, for fear of missing some wonderful scenes.
...
"Boy, die!"
Yang Qi's voice was cold and cruel, like death sentenced.
When he saw Ye Fan fist and Fei Hou Ming, he was moved to kill.
Whether Yang Qi admits it or not, Ye Fan's cultivation talent is far better than him, it is an indisputable fact!
In the Nascent Soul Stage, you can fight across several realms. Throughout the 10,000-year history of the Yunhai Immortal Gate, there are not many such enchanting Tianjiao.
Yang Qi can be sure that if Ye Fan enters the inner courtyard, he will definitely be favored by a certain elder as a true disciple.
At that time, it would be impossible for him to deal with Ye Fan anymore, but Ye Fan had the ability to come to him for revenge.
Because of this, he decided to kill this genius in the cradle no matter what the price.
"cut!"
Yang Qi yelled, and his internal energy circulated wildly, into the snake sword.
Teng Snake Sword roared for a while, as if some terrifying beast was about to wake up, eager to drink the enemy's blood.
Yang Qi had practiced sword drawing, and the speed of drawing sword chased light and electricity, which was as gorgeous and dazzling as a meteor, and could not stop it at all.
At this most critical moment, Ye Fan's eyes dazzled and he burst into flames.
Like a blue dragon opening his eyes!
"boom!"
Within a ten-thousandth of a second, a powerful and unrestrained aura surged out of his body and pressed towards Yang Qi.
To create a golden bone, one or two spirits!
This mighty spirit was only obtained after Ye Fan's Cangtian Overlord body broke through to the fifth stage.
At that time, Ye Fan's inadvertent wisp of mighty air made Ruan Hongli, Lin Tatian, and Duguxin immobile, and even wanted to bow down and worship.
Now dealing with Yang Qi, this mighty spirit comes in handy.
...
At the same time, Yang Qi only felt that his aura was locked by something extremely terrifying.
He was about to pull the sword out of its sheath, and the inner strength in his dantian was like a tsunami, completely injected into the snake sword.
However, at this time, a towering dam appeared invisibly, blocking the turbulent internal strength forcibly.
In an instant, Yang Qi's face turned pale, and he was hurt by the backlash of internal energy, and his internal organs suffered serious injuries.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
A full ten seconds passed, Yang Qi still held the hilt tightly with his right hand, not even pulling out an inch.
"what?"
This weird scene attracted the attention of everyone in the field.
"Huh! Huh! Huh!"
Countless eyes focused on Yang Qi, making him the focus of the audience.
"In the end what happened?"
"Why Brother Yang hasn't performed his unique tricks, even if you have to accumulate energy, it will be enough for so long, right?"
"Could it be... he was really suppressed by Ye Fan?"
"That's not right! Ye Fan obviously didn't use any moves!"
Many people whispered.
The mighty power that Ye Fan possessed was invisible and invisible, not to mention that it was invisible to the naked eye, and could not be captured by ordinary cultivators.
So in the eyes of everyone at this moment, Ye Fan just stood in place, doing nothing.
On the contrary, Yang Qi looked very weird, blushing, and his body trembled, as if he had exerted great power.
"Buzzing!"
At the same time, the scabbard vibrated even more, and the snake sword hidden in the scabbard shook constantly, wishing to rush out immediately.
However, no matter how hard it struggles, it cannot be pulled out even half an inch.
Use the sword as a weapon in the sword.
For the swordsman, the sword is just a cold dead thing, it is a small way, it is not enough.
In the middle of the sword, the sword is a slave.
The swordsman applied his will on the sword, using the gods to impose his sword, but after all, he did not see the great road.
Superior kendo, regard the sword as a friend.
For the swordsman, the long sword in his hand is not only a weapon, but also his own brother, robe-like existence.
Since ancient times, there has been a saying that "the sword is where the man is, and the sword is dead."
This Teng Snake Sword used to be Lian Yunzi's soldier. Later, Lian Yunzi gifted it to Yang Qi. Yang Qi regarded it as a treasure and entrusted his lifelong faith on the sword.
This sword is like the extension of his body, like an arm's command, with the same mind.
If a swordsman can't even control his own weapons, what is the meaning of existence?
But now, when Yang Qi was about to draw his sword to kill the enemy, he was actually as Ye Fan predicted--
Can't pull out the Snake Sword!
...
At this moment, words cannot describe Yang Qi's shock.
An unprecedented shock and fear enveloped his body, and only he himself knew how dangerous it was now.
Not to mention drawing the sword, it is very difficult for Yang Qi to move now, if Ye Fan comes to kill him, it will be easy.
More importantly, there were hundreds of disciples from the outer courtyard who witnessed all this.
If the delay continues, someone will definitely find something wrong.
If they spread the matter out, then Yang Qi would definitely become the laughing stock of the entire Yunhai Fairy Gate.
When the time comes, even his second grandfather, Lian Yunzi, will lose his reputation.
Whether it is for himself or for the reputation of Grandpa Second, he must pull out the sword and use Ye Fan's blood to justify himself!
Thinking of this, Yang Qi's eyes were red, his face was full of brutality, and his throat roared:
"Ho ho ho...Teng the snake sword, cut it for me!"
As soon as the voice fell, he crazily squeezed all the internal energy in his body, and completely injected it into his right hand, stacking layers of strength, reaching an incredible realm.
This kind of power, let alone pulling out the sword in the sheath, can even break mountains and rivers and be invincible.
"Stab!"
The snake sword rubbed against the scabbard, making a harsh sound, and was finally pulled out.
One inch, two inches, three inches...
The Teng Snake Sword, which had been suppressed for a long time, had not been completely out of its sheath, but the fierce and violent sword aura had already stirred up, as if it was about to kill the world, turning the whole world into a Shura field.
However, when it reaches three inches.
"Crack!"
The blade seemed to be stuck, unable to advance even half an inch.
Yang Qi's face was as ugly as constipation, and his wrist seemed to be pressed against a sky-high mountain. No matter how hard he exerted his strength, he couldn't shake it.
He looked at Ye Fan, his eyes were cracked, and he roared angrily: "Smelly boy, what demon technique did you use?!"
As soon as this statement came out, the audience was in an uproar.
The disciple of the outer courtyard, who was still confused before, is now fully awakened.
It turned out that Yang Qi couldn't pull out the sword because of Ye Fan.
But in the next moment, the same question arose in everyone's heart
From beginning to end, Ye Fan stood still, motionless, how did he do it?