"Oh!" "Oh!" "Oh, my, my … my … my … my … your … your … your … your … your … your … your … your … your … your … your … your … your … your … your … your … your … your … your … your … your … your … your … your … your … your … your … your … '
The Heaven's Perfection was like water, after Ye Fan suffered such a heavy blow, he was imdiately dispersed!
The golden sky was just like a dream in everyone's eyes!
"Fan'er!" When Ye Zhaoxuan and Ye Wangtu saw this scene, they could not help but beco extrely nervous.
Even though Ye Fan was already an unattainable sword god, in their eyes, he was still their grandson, their son, and their own blood!
"Teacher!" Hua Xiaoluo could not bear to watch any longer.
Just this pressure from far away was enough to suffocate them in battle. This was truly a punch, what kind of feeling was this!?
He originally thought that the battle would end here, but Ren Tianxing frowned. Unhesitatingly, he dived straight down!
"Tyrant Fist Aura!" "Open the mountain!"
With a punch, the roaring Dragon Fist smashed into the deep hole Ye Fan had fallen into, once again dealing devastating damage!
"Rumble!"
Under the power of his fist, the hard mountain rocks were as weak as tofu and scattered in all directions!
At this mont, a figure wreathed in golden flas flew out of the deep pit dozens of ters away!
Ye Fan landed on the platform that was full of broken stones. The ribs in his chest were forcefully restored to their original state with the strength of his muscles!
The powerful recovery rate allowed the broken bones and organs to rapidly heal!
"Huff …" Ye Fan let out a sigh of relief. Although he was gnashing his teeth in pain, it had been a long ti since he had such a carefree battle!
If he had maintained his Sword God's Tyrannical Body state from ti to ti, he might not have been able to dodge the second punch!
The group of sage realm forefathers looked on with shining eyes, sighing with excitent and amazent.
"The God of Swords is actually alright?" The Grandmaster of Heaven's Diagram has already used the Berserk Dragon Blood! "
"I've never seen a sword cultivator possessing such a terrifying physique!" Ye Hong Xu said.
"Could it be that the Great Disintegration Art gave the Sword God a huge boost?" Ji Yuming asked.
"NO!" Yu Ming, you're wrong. "Ling Yan said seriously," Not everyone can understand the disintegration technique, let alone use it repeatedly like this.
It was because the Sword God possessed a strong enough body, a high enough perception, and a skillful enough ability that he was able to use the Demonic Disintegration Great Technique …
In the final analysis, it is only because the Sword God himself is strong enough that he is able to create such a Great Art of Disintegration! "
While everyone was talking, Ren Tianliang didn't even give Ye Fan a chance to catch his breath.
Ren Tianxiong's feet sank into the deep rock floor, lying on the ground as the pine hill continued to fall!
Both fists struck towards Ye Fan, and the two fire dragons ford by the two fist intents transford into two raging tornadoes!
"Tyrant's Fist Aura, Dragon Roar, Sky Injury!"
The platform started to collapse from the bottom. Countless huge rocks were blown up by the fist intent, as if they had turned into hundreds and thousands of huge locust stones, whizzing towards Ye Fan!
Each rock was wrapped with the Tyrant Fist Aura, making the rock that originally posed no threat to Ye Fan beco like a powerful and peerless berserker!
Ye Fan once again summoned his huge black sword, and swung it towards the incoming rocks. The Sword God Tyrant's super sword light penetrated the rocks!
However, the fist intent on the rock did not slow down at all, directly crushing Ye Fan's entire body!
Ye Fan, who had just recovered, suffered another heavy injury, and all the bones in his body seed like they were about to be smashed!
The golden flas in Ren Tian Kuo's eyes flared as his fists were like two Heaven Shaking Hamrs as they violently smashed towards the ground!
"Rumble!"
Countless flying stones in the sky, under the control of the Fist Aura, all fell towards Ye Fan!
With the rumble from the rocks, Ye Fan's body was completely buried!
In the blink of an eye, half of the mountain rocks surrounding Ye Fan's body seed to have been moved, and a mountain appeared out of nowhere at the location of Ye Fan's body.
"The Grandmaster of the Great Firmant … So rciless! " Ji Yuming frowned.
"This is necessary, the Heavenly Star Divine General … "But I don't recognize any of them." Ling Yan said with a wry smile.
"It's about to end. No matter what, the Sword God is still young."
The crowd sighed with emotion. They did not think that Ye Fan's loss was that embarrassing. After all, it was not strange at all for him to lose to Ren Tianzhu.
To be able to fight to this extent was already sothing that the group of ancestors admired to their extre. It was even more eye-opening for the other elders and juniors.
However, Ren Tianlang didn't seem to see it that way. His entire body's fist intent and the dragon flas didn't decrease in the slightest. It seed that he was planning to attack Ye Fan who had already been "buried alive"!
At this mont, a sword intent pressure that caused everyone present to tremble once again spread out from the top of the mountain!
"Buzz buzz buzz!"
All the rocks seed to emit wails of grief as streams of sword intent, even more condensed than before, shot out explosively from countless cracks in the rock like a myriad of golden rays!
The entire rocky mountaintop, at a speed visible to the naked eye, was turned into smithereens by the sword intent coming from within!
The dust from the rocks swirled up into the air and a figure as cold as a god stood in the center of the room, wielding a giant sword in one hand!
Second Layer Sword Intent disintegrated!
All the ridians in Ye Fan's body seed to be flowing with a golden liquid!
The Sword Intent's thickness may not be as good as Perfection like Water, but its power had already improved by leaps and bounds!
"This... How was this possible?! The Sword God is actually increasing the pressure of the sword intent!? "
Just as the group of Patriarchs thought that the battle had ended, they suddenly felt as if they had been slapped in the face. They had completely underestimated the Sword God's limits!
"Did he disintegrate his sword intent twice!? I am not dreaming, am I? " Ye Hong Xu exclaid.
Ji Yuming was stunned, "It looks like I wasn't really serious when I killed Ying He..."
Feng Qinglan, Ye Huangtu and the others had no choice but to circulate their cultivation base from afar in order to barely open their eyes and witness this scene.
If the Perfection like Water had already made it difficult for them to breathe, then now that the second layer of Sword Intent had been disintegrated, it simply caused their blood to run cold!
Feng Qinglan's pair of beautiful eyes did not blink as she stared at the terrified figure that was like a deity that had descended to the mortal world. She was unable to connect him with the youth that ca to the library every day to quietly read, but … And this was reality!
"This is too strange …" Ren Tian Kuo said with emotion, "This ancestor has lived for more than a thousand years, but it's the first ti I've seen soone cultivate like you …
You should be pursuing pure combat strength. This kind of extre obsession with training is extrely dangerous.
What a pity … "Even though your sword intent has reached the point where it can split heaven and earth apart, you still have not seen what exactly your Emperor's Concept is."
While Ye Fan was walking, his body was also dragging out a liquid like sword intent light. The ground under his feet was unable to withstand this sword intent, and it continued to shatter and shatter into pieces...
"Just like you said, techniques have their limits. This ti, it's my turn to use pure strength and test out your Emperor Fist!
Sword God's Tyrant Body … Supre Emperor Dragon Sword Sovereign! "
Ye Fan lifted up his huge black sword, and the golden dragon soul whizzed out, wrapping around Ye Fan's body, quickly shrinking and attaching itself to Ye Fan's body!
For a mont, Ye Fan's body was surrounded by a faintly discernible golden dragon shadow.
Even the sword intent that was flashing all over his body was exceptionally dazzling, exuding a gorgeous glow!
The sword intent pressure and the dragon's might perfectly fused together at this mont!
Almost without any warning, Ye Fan and Ren Tian Kuo both disappeared from the sa place at the sa ti!
The next ti they appeared, they were already hundreds of ters in the air!
A violent slash! A fierce collision of fists! A direct collision! Section error, click on this report (no registration), after reporting the maintenance personnel will correct chapter content within two minutes, please wait patiently, and refresh the page.
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