Chapter 798: Playing a big sword in front of Guan Gong!

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Unprepared, Ye Fan did not avoid Wu Qingcang's palm.
His clothes were directly shattered, and the perfect body built according to the golden ratio was exposed to the air.
From the palm of Wu Qingcang's hand, there was a domineering breath of death, like a deep black hole, enough to annihilate everything.
Ye Fan's face changed drastically, his figure retreated violently, and his distance from Wu Qingcang was opened.
However, the breath of great silence and great horror still injected into Ye Fan's body, like a tyrannical "robber", starting to wreak havoc in his internal organs, Qi meridian and eight meridians.
Under the gaze of everyone, Ye Fan's chest muscles began to decay at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if they had been sucked up by some mysterious power.
And the area of ​​decay is getting bigger and bigger, spreading in all directions.
Seeing this scene, Liu Yiyi in the distance turned pale and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Patriarch Wu, what did you do to Xiaofan? Stop it!"
"Humph!"
Wu Qingcang sneered, and said, "Miss Liu, even if your father Liu Buyi is not qualified to call on the old man like this, what are you! This kid has already been caught by the old man's strength. In an instant, the blood in his body It will be completely decayed, the heavens and the humans will fail, and the life will be lost. Even the Da Luo Jinxian will be hard to save!"
"At that time, whether it is the magic sword that can provoke the thunder or the jade pendant that can withstand the rain of bullets, it will be the old man's possession! Ahahaha..."
At the end, Wu Qingcang let out a brazen laugh, echoing in the entire dense forest.
"Noisy!"
Suddenly, Ye Fan's voice, as cold as the cold wind of Siberia, rang in his ears.
Wu Qingcang frowned when he heard this, and immediately turned to look at Ye Fan.
When he saw the sight in front of him clearly, the smile on his face instantly solidified, his pupils shrank sharply, his mouth widened, enough to swallow his fists, he looked like a ghost.
Looking into the distance, I saw that the originally shriveled muscles in Ye Fan's chest swelled up again in an instant, becoming full of vitality, completely unaffected by the power of dryness.
"This...what exactly happened? Even a strong man in the realm of heaven, it is impossible to dissolve the old man's dry power in such a short period of time. How did you do it?!"
Because of the extreme astonishment, Wu Qingcang's voice became sharp and high-pitched, very harsh.
Hearing this question, Ye Fan's eyes dazzled, and he said: "Wu Qingcang, this technique you cultivate does have some ways. It caught me by surprise, but that's all!"
After just hitting that palm, even Ye Fan's Cangtian Overlord Body couldn't resist the deadly silence in it.
He immediately used the power of the Azure Dragon, still to no avail, enough to prove the extraordinary of "Kurong Divine Art", in the ancient martial arts, it can be regarded as the top level of exercises.
If it were to change the individual, I am afraid that the vitality has been drained, and it will be completely reduced to a bone, and the road will die.
However, Ye Fan was not an ordinary person, but a cultivator.
After running the "Kunpeng Swallowing Sky Art", the dead and silent breath that invaded the body was instantly absorbed and vanished, and the fatal crisis was easily resolved.
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"No! Impossible!"
Wu Qingcang roared hysterically, like crazy.
He never expected that the "Kurong Divine Art" that he had spent more than ten years to practice could not even be handled by a young junior.
He couldn't accept this fact.
In a rage, Wu Qingcang completely lost his reason and roared: "Smelly boy, the old man doesn't believe it! This "Kurong Divine Art" is the most mysterious technique in the world. How can it be you [58 Novel www.58xs.vip] Can a smelly guy resist?"
"cut!"
Ye Fan curled his lips in disdain, and said, "Wu Qingcang, you are too good at putting gold on your face! What's so great about a technique that can absorb the vitality of the enemy? Play this trick in front of me, It's like playing a big sword in front of Guan Gong!"
As soon as the voice fell, a dazzling light rose into the sky in Ye Fan's Dantian.
"Chang!"
A high-pitched chirping sound suddenly sounded, like some wild beast, breaking free from the shackles.
The next moment, in front of Ye Fan, a seven-foot halberd appeared out of thin air.
The halberd body is pure gold, sacred and brilliant, and it is extremely sharp, as if it can tear the sky and crush the earth with a random blow.
Even at a long distance, everyone in the field could feel the supreme power in the Euphorbia.
Many of the weaker Wu family guards even shuddered and shivered, like a humble ant facing the Nine Heavens Divine Dragon, instinctively frightened, trembling in the depths of their souls, wishing to bow their heads immediately.
Wu Jianxing's complexion changed drastically, and there was a huge wave in his heart.
He never expected that in addition to Lei Jiejian, Ye Fan actually had such a magic weapon.
Moreover, this big halberd looked much stronger than the Thunder Tribulation Sword, and it contained a strong unshakable evil aura. I don't know how much blood of the strong was contaminated, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was a peerless soldier.
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On the other side, Wu Qingcang no longer had the arrogant arrogance he had before, his face showed unprecedented dignity, his whole body tense, as if he was facing an enemy.
Wu Qingcang opened his mouth slightly, and just wanted to say something, Ye Fan didn't give him a chance at all.
"Wow!"
Ye Fan held the halberd and shot it out, as if an angry dragon was born, with a force of destruction and decay, he slammed into Wu Qingcang's face.
The cold light flickered, the halberd light refined, cutting through the sky and tearing the sky.
Even the surrounding air was torn apart, just as if the silver bottle was suddenly broken, and ripples appeared.
At this moment, Ye Fan seemed to be the God of War sweeping across the world, giving people an unstoppable feeling.
In the eyes of others, everything disappeared, and only the big halberd was left, and it was about to poke a hole in the sky.
The euphorbia splits through the sky and crosses nine days!
Words cannot describe the overbearing and fierce attack.
Not to mention a mortal body, even a star, I am afraid it will be broken and turned into powder.
For a moment, Wu Qingcang's body became stiff, as if he was entangled in an invisible chain, unable to move at all.
A strong death threat is close at hand.
"Hohoho!"
At the moment of the moment, Wu Qingcang bit his tongue abruptly, forcing his mind to restore clarity, frantically squeezing the inner strength in his dantian, and his figure abruptly moved to the right.
"She!"
That's the case, the halberd blade of the big halberd, after all, rubbed his left arm, drawing a wound of more than ten centimeters, dripping with blood.
"Patriarch, are you okay?"
Seeing him injured, many of the Wu family guards were extremely nervous.
"No problem!" Wu Qingcang said solemnly.
The wound on his left arm looked terrifying, but in fact it was not too deep and there was no bone.
The power of dryness and glory he cultivated, in addition to the "wither" that represents death and stillness, but also the "brightness" that represents vitality, has extraordinary healing effects, enough to make wounds heal instantly.
Just as he was about to run his internal energy, the sudden change occurred.
The euphorbia in Ye Fan's hand suddenly bloomed with enchanting red light.
Immediately afterwards, Wu Qingcang realized that a powerful force suddenly appeared in his wound, like an insatiable glutton, absorbing his vitality frantically.
After a few breaths, he contained a powerful and vigorous body, which suddenly shriveled, his face was covered with criss-cross folds and wrinkles, his hair became gray and dry, and his upright spine also buckled up, as if he had aged dozens of times. Years old, dying, lifeless.
A hundred years have passed in a few seconds.
Had it not been for him to continue to use the power of withering glory to resist that mysterious power, he might have been sucked into a man and died on the spot.
Quiet!
Deathly silence!
For a while, there was silence in the venue, and the needle drop was audible.
"hiss!"
After a long period of time, the Wu family members recovered from the shock. They couldn't help but breathe in the cold air, and stood still in place, unable to move, as if their heart was suffocated by a pair of invisible hands, almost suffocating.
It is hard for them to imagine that the invincible Patriarch in their minds is not only at a disadvantage, but is also hanging by a thread.
At this moment, Ye Fan stood with a halberd, his head held high, looking at Wu Qingcang from a distance, his eyes cut out like a sharp blade, and he said sharply:
"Huh! Wu Qingcang, your withering power is comparable to my Heavenly Dragon Breaking the City Halberd, not even rubbish! Do you have any tricks, just use it!"