Chapter 1492: Sweeping the sky forever, I am frightened by the crazy reputation and fear of the world!

Ye Fan's words revealed his arrogance and heroism, and he did not take the people in front of him seriously at all.

Those monks are all geniuses among the top 100 geniuses in the outer courtyard. They are extremely powerful and have a transcendent status. How could they be looked down upon so much?

They all looked so angry that they were furious that they gritted their teeth:

"Diet to the point of death, you still dare to speak stubbornly!"

"A boy who doesn't know the world is so strong, I'll want you to look good later!"

"Senior Brother Deng Hui, we have suppressed this kid's power for you, and we can't quickly draw the sword!"

The monks turned their heads one after another and looked at a young man with a hook nose.

This young man with hook nose is named Deng Hui. In this small team, he is the strong man second only to the Prince of Lianhua and ranks ninth in the outer courtyard.

At this moment, Deng Hui looked at Ye Fan with a gloomy eyes and said, "Boy, you dare to provoke Senior Brother Lianhua and kill Junior Brother Ma. The crime is unforgivable! Today, I will use your blood to comfort Junior Brother Ma's soul!"

"Zixiao Sword--out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Deng Hui's clothes were windless, and a mysterious and ethereal aura burst out.

Then, something incredible happened-

I saw a vertical eye suddenly cracking between Deng Hui's eyebrows, and a purple sword flew out from it.

The sword is only long with a palm, and the blade is filled with dazzling light, as if the power of the sun, moon and stars is blessed with it.

When this purple sword appeared, Lin Tatian and Dugu Xin in the distance were shocked, their hair stood up, and they felt a strong threat of death, as if the sword could easily cut open their throats and take their lives as soon as they came out.

Ruan Hongli was even more disgraceful and hurriedly opened her mouth to remind her:

"Ye Fan, be careful, this is the top-grade spiritual weapon of the earth-level level - Zixiao Sword, made of Amethyst Crystal Iron. It also contains the blood of ninety-nine ancient ferocious beasts. It is extremely sharp and is the nemesis of the master of body refining flow. Even I dare not fight it!"

Ruan Hongli was carrying a body of thousands of pounds. Although she possessed extremely terrifying power, her physical defense was not that exaggerated. If she was hit by a magic weapon, she would also be injured or even die.

And the Zixiao Sword in front of you is a peerless divine weapon.

In the world of immortal cultivation, spiritual weapons are also divided into four levels: heaven and earth Xuanhuang.

The heavenly level spiritual weapon can only be built by a true immortal who can survive the tribulation. It has many incredible powers. Even if an ordinary monk obtains it, he will not be able to exert his true power.

The top-grade spiritual weapons at the Earth level are already the top-notch spiritual weapons that most people can come into contact with. If they appear at auction, they will cause snatching from countless strong people and auction at amazing prices.

At this moment, Deng Hui was just a god-transforming realm, but he sacrificed the top-grade spiritual weapons of the earth level, which could exert peerless power beyond his own realm, and even cross the border to kill enemies!

What's more... Ye Fan is still trapped in the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams Formation, and is also shrouded in the light of the octagonal treasure mirror, and his strength has been greatly weakened.

Because of this, Deng Hui is confident of killing the enemy with one sword.

"Sword-controlling technique - Sword slashes the sky!"

Deng Hui shouted loudly, then pinched the sword technique in his hand. The Zixiao Sword, which was long in his palm, seemed to be guided by mysterious power, shot towards Ye Fan's face.

Sword control is not sword control!

The so-called sword control means that a monk controls the sword and takes himself to fly, soars in the sky, and can travel thousands of miles a day, similar to a special way of flying.

When wielding a sword, you treat the sword as a kind of strange beast, and the master of the sword is a beast tamer, who tamed the sword over the years.

A truly masterful sword control technique, external sword technique, internal sword heart, and ultimately reach the state of "integration of heart and sword". When the master thinks, the sword can cooperate to release various sword moves, just like the extension of the body. It has the power to turn the world in battle, and can easily kill the enemy.

"Thorn!"

The Zixiao Sword tore the sky, like the thunder of the Nine Heavens attacking, which contained the power of destroying the dead, as if the wrath of the peerless god king, shattering the sky and breaking the space without giving anyone any possibility of dodging, which is enough to make the heaven and earth lose its color and the sun and the moon lose its light.

"Okay! I am worthy of being Senior Brother Deng Hui!"

"The sword light is like lightning, and the sword is like a dragon. Who can carry it with it?"

"That kid is dead!"

...

Seeing the power of this sword, even the Prince Lianhua showed surprise and said in his heart: Even if it was me, I might have to avoid the edge for the time being.

"Ye Fan, hide!"

Ruan Hongli was anxious.

But at this moment, she couldn't help at all. Even with her strength, she could not overcome the sharpness of this sword. Rushing over would only lead to death in vain.

On the contrary, Lin Tatian and Dugu Xin next to them looked calm and did not feel any concerns. They had absolute confidence in Ye Fan.

"Dong!"

Under the gaze of everyone, Ye Fan suddenly took a step forward, raised his head and chest, his straight backbone was like a spear piercing the blue sky, as if he had become a person, and a domineering power burst out from his body.

If you are far away from the six worlds, how can you bury the clouds in troubled times?

Sweep away the sky forever, I am frustrated by the crazy reputation and fear of the world!

Before, Ye Fan's body was trapped by the halo released from the octagonal treasure mirror, and it was difficult to move his fingers.

But in the midst of lightning, the halo was like ice and snow meeting the warm sun, and instantly dissipated invisible.

Immediately, Ye Fan advanced instead of retreating, soared into the sky, waved his right fist and pushed forward, directly hitting the oncoming Zixiao Sword.

He actually wanted to use his physical body to shake the top-grade spiritual weapon at the Earth level!

"Seeking death!"

Deng Hui gritted his teeth and scolded, angry and angry.

You know, it’s too late for others to escape when facing the Zixiao Sword. How could anyone be as reckless as Ye Fan? Are you looking down on yourself?

For a moment, Deng Hui seemed to have been greatly insulted, but he thought about it again and again that Ye Fan would soon pay the price of his stupid actions and die tragically in front of everyone.

"Boom!"

The Zixiao Sword carries the sharp sword intent of killing gods and immortals, and is about to subdue Ye Fan like a vast ocean. Compared with this terrifying sword intent, Ye Fan is like a tiny ant.

At the critical moment, Ye Fan's eyes burst into light, and he used the "Creation of Heavens", and the nine major acupoints in his right arm opened at the same time. The divine clouds in the Niwan Palace in the upper Dantian bloomed, and the unimaginable powerful force was injected into his right fist like a sea of ​​rivers.

The power of thousands of images, the power of two thousand images, the power of three thousand images, and the power of five thousand images...

The power of this punch continued to increase, and finally reached the power of all things, that is, the power of a dragon.

From the perspective of power alone, the power of a dragon, not to mention that the Nascent Soul monk cannot possess it, it even surpasses the limit of the god-transforming monk and reaches the realm of the real immortal who has passed through tribulation!

Quantitative change causes qualitative change!

When the fist came out, a high-pitched dragon roar sounded, shaking the space and shaking the earth.

"Bang!"

A deafening loud noise came.

Under everyone's horrified eyes, Ye Fan's right fist slammed firmly on the Zixiao Sword, as if a punch from the Nine Heavens Xuan Realm was enough to suppress the world and wipe out all ages.

The light on the Zixiao Sword dimmed instantly, like a star extinguished. Not only did it not hurt Ye Fan at all, it was severely injured.

"Puff!"

Under the sensation of the energy, Deng Hui was backfired and his clothes were stained with blood.

"Swoosh!"

Immediately afterwards, the Zixiao Sword flew backwards and returned to the original path at a faster speed than before, with the target pointing directly to Deng Hui's eyebrows.

Deng Hui quickly pinched his fingers and wanted to control the Zixiao Sword, but the Zixiao Sword was like a car that slipped on the rainy day and was not under any control at all.

Seeing that the Zixiao Sword was getting closer and closer to him, Deng Hui could only dodge desperately.

"See!"

The Zixiao Sword slashed Deng Hui's cheek, and a long blood mark was drawn, dripping blood, shocking.

Then the Zixiao Sword flew straight out for thousands of meters, and then stopped after being inserted into the mountain wall.

"Ho huh!"

Deng Hui's eyes were red, and a beast-like roar came from deep in his throat, both because of the pain on his cheeks and the humiliation and anger in his heart.

As a sword cultivator, he almost died under his sword. If this matter spreads, it will become a big joke!

The monks from Lianhua Gongzi's group no longer had the arrogance they had before, and they all looked like a ghost. Their mouths were so wide that they could swallow their fists.

"Is this kid still a human?"

"It's so scary! What monster did we encounter?!"

"He is in the early stage of the Nascent Soul... If his cultivation level is higher, wouldn't even Daozi be his opponent?"
Chapter completed!