You have a good chance, I accept it.

This is not a formation at all, but an extremely powerful means to isolate a space.

In other words, Ye Lin blocked the entire space with his own strong strength.

Such a move consumes a huge amount of immortal power every minute and every second, even the top geniuses like them dare not do so.

Because the consumption is too great, he dare not imagine that Ye Lin can be so cruel.

"I don't believe you can trap me."

On the other side, Yang Tiangang was not as shocked as Xuanyuan Tufeng. He gently placed his hand on the hilt of the knife, and a sharp blade light flashed in his eyes.

"I have learned swordsmanship since I was a child. Until now, I only know three swordsmanship moves. The first move is to draw the sword and cut."

Yang Tiangang muttered to himself, and the aura around him rose rapidly. A series of sword lights surrounded his body. The whole person changed at that moment, becoming very strange.

He was like a knife, a real knife, as if he was completely integrated with the long knife in his hand. He was the knife and the knife was him.

"Cut."

The aura around Yang Tiangang became heavier as time went by. When it accumulated to a certain extent, he suddenly roared, and then the long sword in his hand suddenly rose up.

Whoosh...

A sound of breaking through the air sounded, and the next moment, a sword light that was a million feet long appeared between heaven and earth, extremely pure sword energy, without any impurities.

The sword energy easily tore the space apart, and the whole space was torn apart by the sword energy as if it was made of paper.

Seeing this, Yang Tiangang's face was even more happy. He quickly put the long sword into the scabbard and took a step forward.

From then on, the sea was wide for fish to leap, and the sky was high for birds to fly.

"Daoyou, good swordsmanship, this sword really amazed me, but you look at my sword."

"Sword Nine, cut the sky."

Just when Yang Tiangang was about to leave, I don't know when, Ye Lin had already stood far away from him with his arms folded, looking at him with a smile.

Ye Lin slowly raised the Blood-Drinking Sword of the Emperor Shang, and his whole body burst out with an unparalleled sword-fighting rhythm of destruction. The power of the rhythm was extremely pure, and it even covered the entire sky.

"Fall."

Ye Lin swung it gently, and a series of strange phenomena appeared one after another, and there were bursts of roars in the air.

Accompanied by the sound of space breaking, Yang Tiangang stood there with a dull look in his eyes.

"Good... good sword."

Yang Tiangang sighed softly, and his body fell like a meteor, and his vitality quickly dissipated.

In one sword, Yang Tiangang fell. From beginning to end, Yang Tiangang's hand always stayed on the hilt.

The sword that Ye Lin just used was too amazing, too dazzling, and too fast, so he didn't even have the chance to draw his sword.

At the top, Yang Tiangang... fell.

"No... impossible, break it for me."

Ye Tian looked crazy, and his fists turned into afterimages and swung out. The space in front of him broke and reorganized. Gradually, the aura around him became more and more violent.

After seeing Yang Tiangang fall, his mentality completely collapsed. At this moment, he truly realized the gap between him and Ye Lin.

He truly realized how terrible Ye Lin was.

Being enemies with such a terrible person, his mentality was completely hit hard.

Now he just wanted to leave here and never see Ye Lin again in his life.

Seeing Ye Tian so crazy, Xuanyuan Tufeng's face was also complicated. He raised his eyes and looked at Ye Lin who was walking towards him step by step in the distance. His throat moved slightly and his hands were trembling slightly.