The flying knife of immortals is a spiritual attack taught by the Immortal Master Wei of Beichen, and it kills people invisibly.

And now, time and space are frozen for it.

In the still world, only this invisible blade sank into the sea of ​​consciousness between King Zhuo Sun's eyebrows.

"Puff!"

In an instant, Zhuo Wangsun, who was arrogant and arrogant just now, shook his whole body and suddenly spit out a mouthful of red blood, as if he had been tortured by thousands of arrows piercing his heart.

Immediately, the fast sword energy he had just chopped out had already attacked Ye Fan's nose, but it quickly collapsed due to the lack of successors and disappeared invisible.

"Dingdengdengdengdengdeng!!!"

Zhuo Wangsun retreated seventeen or eighteen steps in a row, and finally sat down on the ground with a pale face, his anger was as if he was dying, as if he had stepped into the gate of hell with half his foot.

For a moment, the field was silent, and the needles could be heard, and there was a silence like death.

Passers-by watching in the distance were all dumbfounded, as if they were stunned, and they could not believe their eyes.

This scene that happened in front of them had an unprecedented visual impact on them.

This... is really incredible!

In the eyes of others, Ye Fan was clearly standing there, motionless, but Zhuo Wangsun suffered a severe blow.

Could Ye Fan really stare at him to death with his eyes?

"Divine sense attack! It turned out to be a divine sense attack?!"

Miss Yun's beautiful eyes showed surprise, and a turmoil in her heart.

Although the spiritual energy of Fire Spirit Star is several times that of the earth, it is in a low-level plane after all. Most monks practice very single, mainly by tempering their bodies or practicing weapons.

Therefore, even in the Fire Spirit Star, most monks are not good at using spiritual consciousness. Only some top sects that have been passed down for thousands of years will conduct research.

As for the monks who are good at attacking spiritual senses, there are even fewer pity, but each one is one of the best geniuses, and they will definitely shine brightly in time.

Before, Miss Yun thought Ye Fan was a person who spoke nonsense.

But after seeing this, although Ye Fan was proud, he had the capital to be proud.

The same goes for the weak to say that they are making a big fuss, but for the strong to say that they are just right.

...

On the other hand, Ye Fan was also extremely surprised.

He originally thought that he could easily kill Zhuo Wangsun with the use of the Immortal-killing Flying Sword.

However, although Zhuo Wangsun has suffered heavy damage and lost his combat effectiveness, he has not died and is still surviving.

"Old Wei, can't I kill a late-stage cultivator with my current strength?" Ye Fan asked in his heart.

If others heard this, they would probably be shocked.

A mere cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Pill actually threatened to cross the border and kill the late stage of the Golden Pill.

However, although Ye Fan's realm is only in the early stage of the Golden Elixir, his combat power cannot be measured by common sense.

What he condensed was the immortal golden elixir, and there were no such peerless geniuses in the heavens and all worlds.

Not long ago, even the leader of the Zoroastrian sect, who was at the peak of the Golden Elixir, died at his hands.

"Although this Zhuo Wangsun's realm is not high, his family background is extraordinary. He should have any protective magic weapon on his body that can defend against attacks by spiritual sense! Moreover, even if this young cultivator in the immortal world does not know how to use spiritual sense to attack, he will also train his spiritual sense when practicing. In terms of the strength of spiritual sense, he is far better than that of warriors on earth!" Mr. Wei explained.

Ye Fan nodded when he heard this.

Think about it, if the cultivators on the Fire Spirit Star had their spiritual senses as fragile as thin paper, then wouldn’t they be able to sweep away the invincible with the flying knife of the immortal?

This is certainly impossible!

In fact, Ye Fan's attack on Zhuo Wangsun was already incredible to outsiders.

Such strength is definitely not an unknown person, but can at least rank among the top 20 outstanding talents.

"Ho huh!"

At this moment, Zhuo Wangsun let out a hysterical roar.

At this moment, his face was ferocious, his facial features were distorted, and he stared at Ye Fan fiercely. Although he had lost the power to fight again, the hatred in his eyes not only did not dissipate, but instead reached an unprecedented peak. He wished he could swallow Ye Fan alive and cut him into pieces.

He is the young marquis of the Wuyang Hou Mansion and a genius in the genius of a master. He has never been the only one who has stepped on others. How could he ever be so humiliated?

What’s more important is that Miss Yun can see her embarrassed appearance clearly...

"Boy, I swear I will never let you go. I will make you unable to see the sun tomorrow!" Zhuo Wangsun threatened viciously.

"Hmph... I'm about to die, I still dare to speak stubbornly!"

Ye Fan's eyes trembled, and his murderous aura boiled, locking on Zhuo Wangsun's aura.

Cut the grass without removing the roots, and the spring breeze will grow again!

Since Liangzi has already formed, there is no room for maneuver. Even if he is proud of himself now, Zhuo Wangsun will not settle down afterwards.

Instead of being passively defending, it is better to directly kill the danger in the cradle.

Of course, killing King Zhuo will definitely offend the Wuyang Hou Mansion, but in Ye Fan's eyes, a mere Wuyang Hou is nothing.

"not good!"

Feeling Ye Fan's fierce murderous aura, Zhuo Wangsun's pupils suddenly shrank, his spine became cold, and he smelled the strong breath of death, and a strong premonition in his heart-

Ye Fan really would do something and kill himself in full view of everyone.

Zhuo Wangsun, who suffered severe injuries, had no power to fight back and could only shout to Kong Fei not far away:

"Brother Kong, save me!"

...

Strictly speaking, Kong Fei and Zhuo Wangsun have no friendship, they are just general friends.

But since King Zhuo was asking for help, if he didn't help him, Wu Yanghou would pursue it later, even if he had the Juechen Sword Sect as his backer, it would be difficult to explain.

"See!"

At the critical moment, Kong Fei pulled out a silver-incandescent scimitar from his waist, and a white light like a craftsman crossed the sky, tearing the sky.

The scimitar in his hand was like a crescent moon. The white handle was paired with a silver-lighted blade. The surface of the back of the knife was decorated with dots. A red ribbon was tied with the handle. The moment the knife was released was accompanied by a loud sound of the knife, as if some terrifying beast had woken up.

"The storm of the sword and the wind roared!"

Kong Fei shouted loudly, and a huge evil aura burst out from the scimitar.

Even though they were far away, people watching from afar had an illusion, as if their throat was cut open by a sharp blade and their lives were harvested by this terrifying scimitar.

Kong Fei comes from the Juechen Sword Sect and is the close disciple of the sect leader. His sword skills have reached a state of superb level, and his ranking in the masterpiece of the masterpiece is even higher than that of the Zhuo Wangsun.

Just now, Ye Fan showed a mysterious and mysterious attack when he was confronting Wangsun Zhuo, which made Kong Fei dare not neglect and used the strongest killing move as soon as he came up.

Moreover, Kong Fei has full confidence in himself.

Although cultivators who specialize in spiritual consciousness are powerful, they also have fatal weaknesses.

First, the physical cultivation is often ignored, and the melee ability is very weak.

Secondly, after launching a powerful spiritual attack, it will enter a "fatigue period" and must rest for a period of time. This "fatigue period" can be as long as several days and as short as several minutes.

Now, less than a minute before Ye Fan launched the offensive, Kong Fei was sure that he could not use his magical powers again, so he was naturally full of confidence.

Looking at the scimitar, Ye Fan's face remained calm and calm, and said lightly:

"Those who block me will die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his right hand and pressed slightly towards the void ahead. The understatement seemed to be slapping a fly.

"Boom!"

Immediately, the sky within a radius of 100 meters became dark.

A giant palm that looks like a mountain, carrying the power of suppressing all things, fell from the sky.

"How...how is it possible?!"

Kong Fei looked up at the giant palm covering the sky, his face pale and frightened, and his vest was completely soaked in cold sweat.

He never expected that Ye Fan not only did not enter the "depression period", but also mastered such powerful and domineering combat skills.

This top-down giant palm covering the sky made him feel a strong threat of death. He was almost suffocating. He wanted to escape but it was too late.

"Bang!"

The next moment, the giant palm of the sky hit him, and the earth shook, cracking thousands of cracks.

Some onlookers with weak strength in the distance were even more shocked and staggered to the ground, in an extremely embarrassed manner.

After half a minute, everyone could see clearly when the dust disappeared—

Kong Fei's body was stuffed into the ground, like a nail being nailed into a wooden board, only revealing a head, but it was completely wrapped in blood, which was terrible.

And the scimitar was naturally bombarded and shattered.

"hiss!"

Seeing this scene, other passers-by took a breath and looked at Ye Fan with an incredible look. There was less contempt than before, and turned into a strong sense of awe and fear.

With just two moves, he instantly killed the genius ranked 93 and 94 in Renjie's score, and it seemed that he didn't use all his strength at all, as easy as slapping two flies to death.

What is a strong man?

This is the strong man!
Chapter completed!