Chapter 930: Head-on

"Mysterious Soul Venerable is dead, the undead of the fifth level of Soul Saint just touch him casually, and he can drink a pot!"
"This is probably retribution. He killed several holy land disciples in a row before, and the cycle of cause and effect won't let him live!"
"If I were him, I would stick to the fifth place, instead of challenging and killing high-ranking people like him!"
Seeing Su Fan dodge and fly back and forth under the Black Fiend Spirit Devourer's side, everyone outside the field showed delight.
Let you show up in the limelight, is this unlucky? That!
call!
On the stage, Su Fan suddenly felt a strong wind rushing from his side. With a sharp eye, Su Fan instantly called out a Thunder attribute clone to block it.
boom!
The clone had just exploded in his lifetime, and Su Fan drew aside again with the impact of the explosion.
Roar!
The evil spirit yelled, closed his fist, and swished into the Black Fiend Spirit Devouring Banner, forming a black shadow that moved from the surface of the banner towards Su Fan.
"Damn, this can live, the mysterious soul sovereign is quite good at it!"
"What did he put just now, it looks like a person!"
"That is the attribute clone, it should be one of his martial skills!"
"A martial skill that can create a clone? Oh my god, how high is this martial skill?"
"At least the rank, maybe more!"
People were shocked to see that Su Fan had escaped the devil's slaying punch, because they thought that Su Fan would definitely not be able to survive.
As a result, let alone a breath now, more than a dozen breaths have passed, the evil spirit still failed to treat Su Fan.
"Damn it, why is this kid so fast? It's almost like teleporting!"
Liu Qingchuan looked at the edge of the ring with a heart, Su Fan's strength was not like a semi-sage at all, and the average Soul Sage third-level cultivator was not as powerful as the opponent!
"This clone of him isn't a pretender, at least he has the strength of the first level of the soul saint!"
Su Chengfeng commented that he was becoming more and more curious about Su Fan now. Even the souls of the fifth level of Soul Sage could not catch Su Fan. He really wanted to see where Su Fan's limit was.
"It's just a low-level clone, little trick!"
Long Haoyang sneered and said, his expression was not as nervous as before. In his opinion, Su Fan's defeat was set.
In the ring, Su Fan was still facing a dangerous situation.
The spirit power in his body had already reached the limit, so fast that he could not even see the shadow.
However, even so, he still couldn't get rid of the attack of evil spirits.
He knew that he could never stop dodge, otherwise he would fall into passiveness once he was entangled by evil spirits.
"Su Fan, it's not a way to hide like this, let your consciousness merge, I will help you kill the Taoist priest!"
You Yan's voice echoed in Su Fan's ears: "Or, use the sword with thousands of shadows!"
"No, the thousands of shadows and stacks of swords are my biggest ultimate move. This is used to deal with Long Haoyang. Liu Qingchuan is just a small person. It is too wasteful to use it on him."
"It's also not possible to merge consciousness, you will leave me sooner or later, if I rely on you too much, it will not be good for me!"
After a brief exchange with You Yan, Su Fan leaned back slightly, stepped on the ground and rushed to the right side of the ring!
Boom!
A big foot fell from the black flag and stamped on the place where Su Fan had just been.
"Hiding all the time is really not the way!"
Su Fan put his sword across his chest and said quietly, "So, I decided to attack directly!"
After saying this, Su Fan stepped up and flew toward the black shadow on the surface of the flag.
"Hey! Don't mess around!"
You Yan was taken aback, and challenged the undead at the fifth level of Soul Sage head-on. Su Fan's strength alone was too reluctant.
However, You Yan's persuasion was useless at all, Su Fan seemed to have not heard it, and still flew to the shadows intently.
His move made everyone outside the court stare at it!
Everyone was thinking in their hearts, is this mysterious soul deity abandoning himself?
Give up the desire to survive, and turn to death?
A large amount of evil spirits spurted out of the shadows, and the evil spirits appeared in the roar, about a hundred feet tall!
It smashed out with a punch, and the shadow of the fist was huge, like a huge boulder falling from the sky, smashing towards Su Fan!
Su Fan's body paused slightly, and the pressure from this punch made him feel a little uncomfortable, but he did not stop moving forward.
crazy! This is crazy! He didn't fight back!
There is still a chance of fighting back. If you don't fight back, you can only wait for death!
Everyone's heart jumped, and they all felt that Su Fan was really in trouble this time!
Su Fan's flight speed is very fast, but the punch from the evil spirit is not slow, and this person will collide with each other almost instantly.
At the moment of emergency, Su Fan suddenly summoned his own wind attribute clone.
At this time, he still wants to summon the clone as a shield. Doesn't he think it's too late?
Many people ridiculed themselves in their hearts, thinking that Su Fan was a bit too whimsical.
suddenly!
call!
The wind avatar made a big turn and flew out of the attack range directly at the arm of the evil spirit.
"It's now!"
Su Fan's eyes lit up, and he immediately launched a substitute technique!
His figure instantly disappeared under the fist of the evil spirit, and exchanged positions with his own wind attribute clone!
boom!
The wind attribute clone was turned into a violent wind in the giant boxing and scattered, while Su Fan lightly tapped the demon's arm and flew toward the demon's head!
what!
All the monks up and down the ring were silent, they couldn't believe what they saw!
However, this is not what surprised them the most, because the things that surprised them more are yet to come!
Su Fan, who had escaped a punch, quickly leaped to the face of the evil ghost.
Until this time, he finally stabbed out the sword he was ready to go!
Mirror flower water and moon!
The evil spirit is the undead who has no thought but only kills. Su Fan's sword stabbed and endless illusions frequently appeared, and the evil spirit was dragged into the world of illusion in an instant.
"Same as I thought!"
Su Fan's heart is set, since the evil spirit has been hit by his illusion swordsmanship, he will be killed next!
"This trick again!"
Su Chengfeng's face was horrified, and he still remembered Su Fan's Jinghua Shuiyue, because of this sword technique, he almost died in Su Fan's hands last time!
"This is not dead, this kid is really dead!"
A light of surprise flashed in Long Haoyang's pupils: "What is the displacement technique he used just now? How come I have never heard of such a magical secret technique!"
"I have never seen it before, this guy is not easy!"
Mo Yan said solemnly, able to escape successfully from the undead of the fifth level of Soul Sage, this mysterious Soul Sovereign is indeed his enemy!
boom!
On the arena, Su Fan slashed out with a sword, and the blood lingered in the sword light, it was a madman nine kills sword!
The sword shadow swarmed out with a large swath of blood, bombarding the evil spirit's neck in a series, shaking the evil spirit!