Chapter 927: Peerless evildoer!

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The mud bodhisattva still has three points of anger!
Elder Zhang Family is not a shrunken old bastard. In his capacity, he was provoked by a young man one after another, and the anger accumulated in his chest for a long time finally broke through the critical point and broke out completely.
The white hair by the Taoist crown danced crazily behind him, as if caught in a horror, and the terrifying power instantly covered a kilometer.
The great elder squeezed his fingers, stepped on the lotus flower, step by step, and shouted:
"The Eight Desolate Divine Bell, shake the sky and the earth!"
As soon as the voice fell, a dazzling brilliance bloomed on the Bahuang Bell, and the various tadpole scripts on the surface seemed to "live", constantly swimming, forming a mysterious formation.
Immediately afterwards, the Great Elder volleyed and pointed at Ye Fan's door.
"Boom!"
The Bahuang Bell, which is three feet high, dragged a vacuum tunnel in mid-air and pressed it towards Ye Fan. The majestic power seemed to be able to smash everything that stood in the way.
Under the great elder's blood sacrifice, Yahuang Bell not only possesses indestructible defense, but also can be used to attack the enemy.
Although Ye Fan used the Slashing Immortal Flying Knife to cut out a crack in the Bahuangzhong, the great elder was right. It is absolutely impossible for him to perform the same trick again in a short time.
Spiritual attacks are the most exhausting.
It's just like the great elder used a two-gas hum before, at least rest for an hour or two before using it a second time.
And the facts are just as he expected.
Slashing the Immortal Flying Knife consumed most of Ye Fan's soul power, but he had more than just this magical power.
Facing the approaching Yahuang Clock, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, showing disdain, and sneered:
"Huh... I want to suppress me with this stuff, it makes people laugh out loud!"
The implication is that it doesn't put Yahuang Bell in his eyes at all, as if it were a child's toy.
"court death!"
The great elder shouted loudly, and with excessive force, the corners of his mouth ooze red blood, pouring all his life's skills into the Eight Desolate Bell.
"Stab! Stab!"
For a time, the space around the Bahuang Bell all shattered, and the momentum was extremely great.
Not to mention a mortal body, even a skyscraper will be razed to nothing in an instant.
"The pearl of rice, dare to shine?"
Ye Fan shook his head, his momentum skyrocketed, and said proudly: "Today, I will open your eyes to you and tell you what is the country's most important weapon to suppress Sheji!"
As he said, his heart moved, and a cyan light lashed out from his dantian.
"Boom!"
For a time, the wind and clouds changed color, and the mountains and rivers roared.
A great power, ascending out like a blue dragon going out to sea, was so powerful that it seemed to be close to the critical point of this world.
Immediately afterwards, there was a large tripod in front of Ye Fan out of thin air, with totems such as mountains and rivers, rivers and seas, sun, moon and stars, birds and beasts drawn on the surface, constantly hovering around, more mysterious than the tadpole writing on the Bahuang Bell .
The big tripod is in the sky, covering the sky and obscuring the sun.
Even across a long distance, the great elders could feel the extremely heavy breath, as if this tripod fell on the ground, it was enough to make the earth collapse and Shenzhou landed.
The pupils of the great elder shrank sharply, his mouth widened, enough to swallow an egg, his face showed a of a ghost.
Invisibly, it seemed that there was a big hand, severely pinching his heart, making him almost suffocated.
After a few seconds, he recovered and shouted:
"Such a pure and masculine aura, which carries the luck of the country, can only be possessed by a real national weapon! Is it...this is the legendary Jiuzhou Ding?!"
Because of the extreme shock, his voice was trembling, and his eyes were both and panic.
The thing is, to see such a national treasure, even if it is a worthwhile trip, if you can take it as your own, it will make his strength even higher.
What was horrified was that the Kyushu Cauldron was in Ye Fan's hands and was used as a weapon against him.
...
This is the green tripod in the Kyushu tripod.
In the Antique Street of Jinling City, Sima Shuo was violent and used a green tripod to raise ghosts, trying to get revenge, but Ye Fan stopped him.
Later, Ye Fan used "Heaven and Earth Furnace" to refine the Qingding into his own magic weapon.
Even though there is no incubator spirit in the Qingding tripod, this magic weapon carries the luck of China for thousands of years, and it is enough to conquer mountains and rivers, suppress society, and set the universe.
Even if Yahuang Zhong is a magic weapon on the top 100 soldiers list, how can he compete with Qingding?
When Qingding appeared, the whole world seemed to tremble, surrendering under its coercion.
At this moment, the Great Elder wanted to take back the Eight Desolation Bell, but he was one step late after all.
"boom!"
The Qingding sturdily hit the Bahuang Bell.
The original Bahuang Bell, which was still as solid as a golden soup, was as fragile as thin paper, with cobweb-like cracks on the surface.
"Stab! Stab! Stab!"
The sound of fragmentation is endless.
In just a few seconds, this supreme magic weapon was completely broken and turned into hundreds of pieces, falling to the ground like a pile of scrap copper and rotten iron.
"Puff!"
The instrument used for the sacrifice of essence and blood was destroyed. Under the induction of Qi, the elder spit out a big mouthful of blood again, his face was pale, like a mourning concubine, and he was more than ten years old in an instant, as if he had been emptied of all his strength.
He never expected that he would fall to this point, falling into an unprecedented desperate situation of life and death, and his life hanging by a thread.
"Young Master, this kid is a master of magic techniques. The old man controls his soul. You specialize in his physical body. You and I will join hands. Today, you will definitely kill him, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous!"
Although the Great Elder was weak, his tone was full of murderous aura, vowing to kill Ye Fan.
Hearing this, Zhang Yang did not hesitate, his figure soared, Lei Qifeng walked away, holding the Thunder Knife tightly in his hand, slashing towards Ye Fan with force to smash the Huashan Mountain, only attacking but not defending, living towards death, and fighting for his life. Play style.
On the other side, the great elder struggled with the risk of retreating his skill and backlashing the serious damage, forcibly urging the soul to leave his body.
After that, the soul swept the invisible wind and enveloped Ye Fan.
"Turn the yin and yang upside down, reverse the universe, the soul whirlpool, calm your mind!"
...
As soon as the voice fell, Ye Fan felt a mysterious power, as if descending from the Nine Heavens Profound Realm, attached to his three souls and seven souls.
At the next moment, his whole body was stiff, as if he had been subjected to a hold technique, his soul was forcibly locked in the Niwan Palace, and the induction between him and his body was completely cut off, and he didn't even have the strength to move a finger.
To outsiders, he is like a stone statue standing in place.
"Huh!"
At this time, the Zhang Yang's Thunder Knife had also been killed, and it slashed at Ye Fan's front door without any fancy, to split him in half.
"Boy, you are dead!!!" The elder gritted his teeth and roared.
In the eyes of the great elder, Ye Fan had previously used Xuanwu phantom, thunder method, and slashing immortal flying knife. He was obviously a monk. Although Taoism was extremely powerful, he had a fatal weakness, that is, his physical body.
If a monk confronts a warrior of the same realm, what he fears most is being close.
Even if a celestial powerhouse like the Great Elder has consumed countless treasures of heaven and material, his physical strength is not much stronger.
If exposed in front of a martial arts expert, it is like fish on a chopping board, which can only be slaughtered.
Ye Fan never expected that the elders of the Zhang family would still be able to hold people’s souls with such assassins. Coupled with the cooperation of publicity, if a monk with a different celestial realm is here, I am afraid that he would really have to capsize in the gutter. , Was hacked to death by Zhang Yang.
However, Ye Fan is no ordinary person, even if his soul is locked and his body is fixed, he does not panic at all.
Finally, the blatant Thunder Knife slashed on Ye Fan's forehead.
"Zheng!"
The sound of Jintiejiaoge sounded, sparks splashed everywhere.
In an instant, Zhang Yang only felt that he was cutting a copper wall and an iron wall, and the force of the counter shock came, and the tiger's mouth broke and he almost couldn't hold the long knife.
In the next moment, his pupils suddenly shrank into needle-like ridges, as if seeing something incredible, his facial features twisted together, extremely hideous.
I saw Ye Fan's forehead, still unscathed, not even a white mark was left.
On the contrary, it was the blade of the Thunder Knife, and a gap was made abruptly.
"Gudong!"
The great elder in the distance subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of water, causing a huge wave in his heart.
A young man under twenty, not only possesses magical spells comparable to those of the heavenly powers, but also possesses a body that is not corrupted by King Kong!
Not to mention the young masters of China's generation, even if you push forward five hundred years, you can't find such a peerless "monster"!