Ungodly Evil Spirit

"Wow!"

With the trembling of the transparent long sword, the original majestic sword power has been completely dissipated, replaced by the fierce sword power of the ancient bronze sword in Ye Fan's hand.

The sword power of the Qingfeng Sword was much stronger than the previous ones, and many people in the audience couldn't lift their heads, and the weakened ones could even show bloodstains on their bodies.

"It's impossible, how can your sword be stronger than my Heavenly Sword?" Lin Huasheng stared at this scene blankly, his sword-holding arm still trembling with the transparent long sword.

"Stupid, you take everything for granted!" Ye Fan faintly replied. He has no interest in explaining Lin Huasheng and others at all.

"Watson, look at him, he... his sword seems to have been seen somewhere!" Ye Linglong on the side seemed to have noticed something at this moment, and was staring at the ancient bronze sword intently.

"Isn't this sword Ye Fan's kid? How could it..." Lin Huasheng instantly saw the identity of Qingfeng Sword, and a storm surged in his heart.

At this moment, apart from the increased breath of this Qingfeng sword, the only difference was the sudden pattern on the hilt.

The pattern is a small sword, as if it was newly carved, and a faint white light is constantly emerging at this moment, revealing a little scent of swords.

"You don't recognize me, but you still recognize my sword. It's ridiculous to think about it!" Ye Fan said somewhat self-deprecatingly.

Although he brought a hat, his voice has not changed, but Ye Linglong and the others have never recognized it, perhaps because he thought he was bound to die.

While speaking, Ye Fan slowly lifted the hat on top of his head, revealing a ruthless face.

"Ye Fan, you...you are not dead?"

Seeing this scene, Lin Huasheng and Ye Linglong were completely taken aback, and both froze in place, as if they had seen a monster.

After all, after the two left, they were still concerned about the affairs of the ancient sword pavilion. Soon after they left, the sword tomb collapsed, and Ye Fan should have been buried.

Moreover, at this moment, even inside the High Heaven Hall, what was preached was Ye Fan's death.

"I came out of Jiange, but I came to both of you the first time. The previous account should be settled." Looking at the two people who were surprised in front of him, Ye Fan's mouth was cruel. Smile.

"No... it's impossible..." Lin Huasheng still failed to get out of reality, and Ye Fan was alive. The most unacceptable thing was the powerful ancient sword in Ye Fan's hand. Its magical swordsmanship.

As the biggest beneficiary of the ancient sword pavilion, they are unwilling.

"When death is approaching, I still don't want to face the reality. Some things are destined not to be yours. Even if you get them, you won't be blessed!" Ye Fan said coldly, and slammed Lin Huasheng and Ye Linglong hard.

"I don't believe it, you are my defeat, and you will be the same today, die for me!" Lin Huasheng's heart gradually collapsed, and he slashed at Ye Fan while speaking.

"brush!"

The sword light that almost killed Ye Fan at the beginning appeared again, and its power remained undiminished.

Lin Huasheng’s hand is the Sky Sword, which contains one-fifth of the power of the Sky Sword, and it is well preserved in the Sword Tomb. Its power is indeed extraordinary. If it were not for the explanation of Jianya, Ye Fan would mistake it for the Sky Sword. itself.

However, the sword light that was enough to die before was nothing in front of Ye Fan at this moment. He directly danced the Qingfeng sword, drawing a white sword light on the spot, and confronted the Changkong sword.

"boom!"

The two sword lights collided in the middle of the journey, causing a loud noise, and the next moment they dissipated in place.

"Hehe, the sword power is almost the same, then let me see how your sword moves!" Ye Fan saw this scene, his face was not disappointed, he just smiled coldly and rushed up with his sword.

He had a lifelong sword intent of Jianya in his mind. Although he didn't practice the Three Wu Sword Art, he understood the ancient sword art that was a higher level than the Three Wu Sword Art. Therefore, he was able to defeat Lin Huasheng with a branch in the sword before. Two people.

Hearing the word sword move, Lin Huasheng's face was completely gloomy. Ye Fan's sword move, he has already understood it. If there is another mistake this time, it is not as simple as a branch penetrating the body. Directly died under the Qingfeng sword.

"Father, help me together!" Lin Huasheng yelled to the side, and at the same time, he took a half step back, thinking of a way.

"Bold boy, want to kill my son, there is no door!" Lin Fang was already impatient on the side, and after a violent shout, he immediately attacked Ye Fan with the surrounding powerhouses.

"Call a group, what's the use? I will kill anyone who dares to stop me today!"

Various forces in front struck, but Ye Fan just dismissed it with a smile, and the Qingfeng sword swiped forward at will. Whether it was the power of Hunyuan or the power of Tianyuan, they shattered under the sword light.

You must know that the Key of Ten Thousand Swords is attached to the Qingfeng Sword, and it has attached a ray of light of ten Thousand Swords to its sword light, which can break almost everything.

"Go away from me!"

After breaking through the dense attacks, Ye Fan swung another sword, directly cutting it on Lin Fang and the others.

"puff……"

The seven-tier powerhouses were basically vomited by this sword and flew upside down, while the six-tier powerhouses were directly turned into blood mist, completely dead.

The young children of the Lin family around, including Fairy Luoshui, had already watched them at this moment. There were so many powerful people on Lin Fang's side, but they were not the enemy of Ye Fan's two swords.

"Come on to me..." After Ye Fan slashed two swords, his sword strength remained undiminished, and he continued to slash towards Lin Huasheng in front of him.

"Qiang Qiang..."

Lin Huasheng held the sky in his hand, and in an instant he fought Ye Fan several swords. The powerful sword aura caused the ground to crack and the space trembled.

"Dust-free swordsmanship!"

At this moment, Lin Huasheng used the strength of milking, and he had not yet comprehended the mellow dust-free sword technique, but he had also used it to a new level.

"brush!"

It's a pity that all of this is still not enough for Ye Fan. In the confrontation between the two swordsmen, Lin Huasheng would be smashed by the Qingfeng sword from time to time, leaving a deep bone scar on his body.

This seemed to be what Ye Fan deliberately did so that Lin Huasheng could die in despair.

"Qiang..." Finally, Lin Huasheng could no longer hold the Sky Sword in his hand, and was slashed by Ye Fan with a sword, and his body flew out with the sword, completely turning into a blood man.

"brush!"

The sword tip of the Qingfeng sword hit Lin Huasheng’s neck in the next moment, and Ye Fan’s murderous gaze was up there, accompanied by the cold words: "Lin Huasheng, I was in front of the ancient sword pavilion. I should kill you and let you live till now. It was my mistake. Now, you can go to death!"

"No..." At this moment, Lin Huasheng still glared at Ye Fan, but desperate words came from his mouth. He obtained the Wuchen Sword Art and the Sky Sword. The future is the rising star of the dynasty, and his ambitions are flourishing. , How can you die willingly.

Ye Fan didn't pay attention to him, Qingfeng Sword gradually stabbed down, and at this moment it had already pierced Lin Huasheng's neck.

"Ye Fan, don't hurt Watson, stop me!"

Just as Lin Huasheng was about to die, a woman's voice suddenly heard from behind Ye Fan. At the same time, a piece of jade pendant suddenly appeared, suspended in the air, and countless silver lights emerged from it, surrounding Ye Fan's body. Come.