Someone looked at Ye Fan as if they were looking at a corpse.

This terrifying tsunami of sword energy was like hundreds of Tribulation Immortals wielding their swords at the same time.

A Yuanying stage monk, no matter how evil he is, cannot withstand an attack of this level.

"not good!"

Ye Fan's face changed drastically, and he felt the pressure of death close at hand.

He quickly inserted the Thunder Tribulation Sword into the ground in front of him, frantically injected his inner energy into it, and shouted:

"The sword of benevolence brings peace in all directions!"

In an instant, a transparent energy shield emerged, wrapping his body tightly.

“Bang bang bang bang bang!!!”

The sword energy of the Heavenly Ancient Sword was bombarded by the energy shield, endless and never-ending.

"Crack!"

Soon, the energy mask was like fragile tissue paper, vulnerable to a blow. Cracks appeared in an instant, cracked open, and turned into powder.

Immediately afterwards, the sword energy was no longer blocked and blasted towards Ye Fan's body.
Chapter completed!