"Man, don't bow your head!!!"
Ye Fan's anger, like a nine-day thunder, burst into the arena.
Many warriors in the field all felt his stubbornness and stubbornness.
Rather Stick to your guns!
Ye Fan's attitude surpassed everyone's expectations.
You know, Dongfang Mingyue's conditions are already favorable enough, and he didn't even care about his previous blasphemous actions, just let him bow his head and apologize.
No one could think that Ye Fan refused without hesitation.
For a while, there was a commotion in the venue:
"The man doesn't bow his head? What a big tone! Who does this guy think he is?"
"Cut! It's just an iron-headed baby who has lost his wits, and dares to speak hard when he dies!"
"That's right! It's by the fairy rope of Mingyue Fairy, just like the fish on the chopping board, it can only be slaughtered!"
Almost everyone is not very optimistic about Ye Fan.
The elder Zhang in the distance took a long sigh of relief, staring straight at Ye Fan who was tightly bound, and his eyes showed the excitement of revenge.
Guan Feihong was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, with big beads of sweat coming out of his forehead, but he could only watch Ye Fan get trapped and couldn't help at all.
At the same time, Ye Fan's stubborn eyes stimulated Dongfang Mingyue's pride.
Dongfang Mingyue even felt that this look seemed familiar, of course, she didn't suspect Ye Fan.
After all, the "Mr. Bai" in front of her was too tough, and could even defeat the strongest in a single punch. If she hadn't been wearing a rope, she would have been defeated.
And a few months ago, even though Ye Fan defeated her, he had just entered the Profound Realm.
In her opinion, even if Ye Fan's cultivation speed sat on the Rockets, it was impossible to raise his strength to such an exaggerated level in a short time.
...
Suddenly, Dongfang Mingyue looked at Ye Fan condescendingly, and said coldly:
"Mr. Bai, I have already given you a chance. Since you don't cherish it, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
As soon as the voice fell, the murderous opportunity appeared.
Dongfang Mingyue raised her hand slightly, and the immortal rope wrapped around Ye Fan's body began to shrink continuously, as if it were about to be embedded in his flesh, and tortured him with thousands of swords.
"Ho ho ho!!!"
The intense pain caused Ye Fan to roar from the depths of his throat, his eyes red, like a dead beast.
Even if he was wearing the Heavenly Overlord Body, at this moment, his body was as solid as the golden soup, and it had reached the critical point of collapse, and he might be broken at any time.
Ye Fan tried to urge his inner strength to fight against the tied immortal rope, but those inner strengths seemed to sink into the sea, completely swallowed up by the tied immortal rope, without any effect.
Under this circumstance, even if he used the Zhanxian Flying Knife, it would be of no avail. As Dongfang Mingyue, he definitely carried a treasure that could withstand the attacks of the gods.
For a while, Ye Fan was in desperation, and his life was hanging by a thread.
On the rostrum, Tianshi Wu shook his head, sighed quietly, and sighed:
"Hey... the outcome is divided!"
Prior to this, Tianshi Wu had always been very optimistic about Ye Fan, thinking that he had the fate of "one emperor through the ages", and he was definitely not a thing in the pool.
It's a pity that Ye Fan encountered the treasure tied fairy rope of the town of the Yaochi school, just like the grandson monkey trapped by the Buddha Wuzhishan, even if he has the ability to reach the sky, he can only catch it with his hands!
Moreover, looking at this posture, Dongfang Mingyue clearly had a murderous heart, and wanted Ye Fan's blood to be splashed on the spot and his life was lost.
But according to the rules of the Qingyun Test, life and death are fateful, and wealth is in the sky. Once in the ring, life and death will be ignored.
Unless Ye Fan voluntarily surrendered, even Tianshi Wu could not interfere in the competition.
...
At this time of urgency, Ye Fan heard the voice of Beichen Xianzun Wei Lao:
"Tsk tusk... I really didn't expect that there would be such a magic weapon on this ancient planet? Xiao Fan, this time you did not lose to Dongfang Mingyue, but to this magic weapon! No crime of war !"
Hearing this familiar voice, Ye Fan was like a drowning man. He saw the life-saving straw and asked quickly: "Lao Wei, what the is this bundle of immortal ropes? Even the Heavenly Dragon Broken City Halberd is not itss at all. opponent?"
"Nonsense!"
Wei Lao yelled, and said: "This Heavenly Dragon Breaks the City Halberd, once a magic weapon of the Demon God Chi You, even in the realm of cultivating immortals, it can dominate nine heavens and ten places, and no one dares to show off its edge! You have not yet been recognized by the spirit , It can only exert one ten thousandth of its power to death!"
Hearing this scolding, Ye Fan felt ashamed.
Indeed, his current strength is still too weak to match this peerless soldier.
"Lao Wei, you said that this bundle of immortal ropes is a spiritual weapon, what is that?" Ye Fan asked.
"Mountains and plants, birds and beasts, sun, moon and stars, all have spirits, and so are artifacts. Swords have sword spirits, knives have sword spirits, and guns have spear spirits... Ordinary weapons, no matter how mysterious and engraved with countless formations, It can only be called a'talisman'"
"It's like your Thunder Tribulation Sword, made of the Seven-Star Dragon Abyss Sword and the Thunder Tribulation God Wood, coupled with the tempering of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, and in the mortal world is already a first-class divine soldier, invincible and invincible! However, no spiritual wisdom is born in the sword. Even if it is connected with your mind, it can only be called a'magical weapon', not a'spiritual weapon'!"
"Although this rope of immortality is only a low-grade spiritual weapon, it is not worth mentioning in the world of immortality, but on the ancient star of the earth, it is considered invaluable and extremely mysterious! In it, a Jiaowang is sealed as a tool. Ling, because it only takes a year to shed its skin and transform into a dragon, this dragon king is so angry that it cannot be underestimated!"
This explanation opened Ye Fan's eyes.
He never expected that there were spirit weapons above the magical weapons.
Moreover, this bundle of immortal ropes is only the lowest-grade spiritual tool, what a terrifying existence is that higher-quality spiritual tool?
...
"Xiao Fan, this deity will open the sky for you and let you see the true face of this King Jiao!"
As soon as Old Wei's voice fell, Ye Fan only felt a sting in his eyes, extremely sore.
When he opened his eyes again, an incredible scene appeared in front of him
Looking intently, the bundle of fairy rope no longer looked like a long red rope, but turned into an angry flood.
This Jiao Wang is red all over, with only one single horn on his forehead, straight and short, without bifurcation, and densely covered with scales.
At this moment, King Jiao opened his teeth and danced his claws, terrifying, and entangled Ye Fan's body severely.
Its head is facing Ye Fan's face, opening its blood basin, as if swallowing him in the abdomen in the next moment.
"hiss!"
Upon seeing this, Ye Fan couldn't help taking a breath of air, and his body was shocked, like being shocked by an electric shock, as if by a pair of invisible big hands, his heart was gripped so hard that he was almost out of breath.
If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, no one could believe that this legendary beast actually existed in the world.
"Lao Wei, what should I do now? I'm afraid I won't last long!" Ye Fan gritted his teeth.
"Hahahaha..."
Suddenly, Wei Lao let out a heroic laugh and said:
"It's just an untransformed'little loach', what's so terrible? When the deity is at its peak, just blowing a breath can make it disappear! Even now, if the deity releases a little immortal vigor, it can Let it bow to its head!"
With that, Mr. Wei used his divine consciousness to control Ye Fan's body.
"boom!"
The next moment, on Ye Fan's body, an overbearing aura burst out of thin air, spreading in all directions.
The invisible air wave rushed all the surrounding audience tens of meters.
Within a kilometer of a radius, they were all shrouded in an invisible aura, and all warriors, regardless of their strength, trembled, and looked at Ye Fan with incredible eyes.
Because in Ye Fan's body, they felt an indescribable breath, like a supreme king, descending on the mortal dust, and even a feeling of worship.
Under the whole world, could it be the king's soil and the shore of the earth, could it be the king's minister.
"Wow!"
At this moment, the Emperor Jiao Ling clearly felt this aura, no longer the appearance of stretching its teeth and dancing claws before, as if an animal meets a natural enemy, lying on the ground instinctively, shivering, dare not move at all, just like humble The ants,
Immediately afterwards, the tied fairy rope "clicked" and fell to the ground.
Ye Fan regained his freedom.
