On the Broken Dragon Platform.

The battle between Yang Fan and Ximen Piaoxue was extremely cruel and never ended. One of the two monsters must have fallen.

One is the most evil spirit in ancient and modern times, with unparalleled fighting body and invincible defense. The other is the first young sword cultivator, who has obtained the true teachings of Ye Gujue, the master of the Sword God Villa, and his sword intent is invincible and swept everything.

However, in this peak duel, Yang Fan still had the absolute advantage. The flesh shell was not as good as humans could possess. Even with Ximen Piaoxue's unparalleled swordsmanship, it was difficult to tear its defense apart.

At the critical moment, Ximen Piaoxue finally realized Yang Fan's weakness. He did not hesitate to lose a lot of energy and directly sacrificed his own sword energy to attack Yang Fan's sea of ​​consciousness. This was a desperate battle, extremely tragic. Either you die or I die.

Fortunately, he won the bet. As he expected, the soul was indeed Yang Fan's weakness. Even his soul could be said to be extremely weak. I am afraid it is worse than ordinary emperors. He had almost no resistance. His millions of sword energy, as thin as a silkworm, had successfully entered Yang Fan's sea of ​​consciousness and occupied Yang Fan's sea of ​​consciousness. In an instant, Yang Fan's life and death were completely in his hands. As long as he was willing, a thought could crush Yang Fan's sea of ​​consciousness, smash his head, and let him die without a burial place!!!

Little beast, kneel down for me!!! At this moment, Ximen Piaoxue is like the supreme emperor who controls everything, dominating the world, looking down at Yang Fan, completely grasping and completely crushing, Little beast, how do you think I should conquer you?

Just detonating the sword energy directly and killing this little beast would be too cheap. This little beast dared to kill Feixue crazy. If this little beast did not know what it means to be unable to survive or die, how can we be worthy of our brotherhood with Feixue for thousands of years.

While talking.

Skinning, cramping, bone removal... all kinds of cruel punishments flashed back and forth in Ximen Piaoxue's mind.

Which torture should be used?

md, considering so much to do, I will do it all, with the body of this little beast, I think it would not be possible for him to live.

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Eight holy land camps.

OK! OK! Little beast, you have today. Ximen’s nephew, and you must not let that little beast go easily. The Lord of the True Dragon gritted his teeth, the True Dragon Wumiao and Bai Chen were both the top monster geniuses in the young generation, and they were all expected to be promoted to the quasi-emperor realm in the future. They were the core geniuses of their True Dragon Holy Land, but they both fell in the hands of the little beast. This hatred and this hatred are irreconcilable! Even if they pour out all the waters of all lakes and seas, it is difficult to wash.

OK! OK! OK! OK! Piaoxue'er, that's how he humiliated the little beast so that he knew what regret is!! The sword god Ye Gujue said three times in a row, his face was distorted, as if he was like an evil ghost. Compared to the True Dragon Saint Lord, his hatred for Yang Fan was even more than that, so don't look at this generation.

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On the Broken Dragon Platform.

Suddenly, Ximen Piaoxue frowned and said angrily, "Little beast, don't kneel down for me." If I don't see the coffin, I will teach you a lesson first, so that you can understand what it means to be a knife and I will be a fish!!!

The next moment......

Rumble......

Ximen Piaoxue's thoughts changed and directly inspired some of her natal lessons to give Yang Fan a little color to let him know that what he said just now was not bragging to him or forcing him to have his life and death completely in his own thoughts.

However, a breath passed.

Yang Fan still stood quietly, without any discomfort on his body.

How...How is it possible? How can you...How can you be fine...Ximen Piaoxue's face suddenly changed. His eyes looked at Yang Fan as if he was looking at the legendary ghost. Although this was just to teach Yang Fan a lesson, it did not completely detonate the massive sword energy in his sea of ​​consciousness, but it was enough to severely damage Yang Fan's soul, causing him to have a splitting headache and bleeding from his seven orifices.

The self-righteous white-headed... Yang Fan curled his lips disdainfully and said, "Who told you that the soul is my weakness?"

Impossible! This is impossible! A person's energy is limited, and only by being proficient in one way can he go further on the road of martial arts. If you are invincible in your flesh, it must be the way to cultivate your body and neglect your soul power... Ximen Piaoxue's eyes glared and denied it repeatedly. There are not many warriors who take into account comprehensively, but balanced development often means mediocrity. Think of these evil geniuses, who are not specializing in one way, can you achieve what you have today. As for other shortcomings, you can completely use the power of magic weapons to make up for it. However, he did not feel the breath of the most precious treasure on Yang Fan.

A true genius is not something you can understand!!! Yang Fan smiled contemptuously. People have limited energy, and they can only be good at one thing and go further on the road of martial arts? All of them are nonsense. What are geniuses? That is, they dare to be unable to do anything to ordinary people. Otherwise, what is the difference between them and salted fish?

Roar! I don’t believe it, I don’t believe it... Ximen Piaoxue burst into heart-wrenching screams.

The next moment......

He no longer cares about torture or torture Yang Fan. With a thought, he has made every effort to ignite the sword energy in Yang Fan’s consciousness.

My native sword energy! Blow me! Blow! Blow......

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!......

The innate sword energy, which was as thin as a sea of ​​sword energy, was concentrated in Yang Fan's sea of ​​consciousness, exploded completely under the control of Ximen Piaoxue, and was bombarded in Yang Fan's sea of ​​consciousness.

However, it is obvious that there is still no use for birds. With Yang Fan's terrifying soul power, Ximen Piaoxue's offensive will at most make Yang Fan feel like he was bitten by a mosquito.

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At the same time, a brief silence appeared in the stands in all directions.

Every warrior watching the battle had completely stiffened his expression on his face, and their thinking seemed to pause.

No one, including the Emperor's son Shang Tianzhang, could accept all this in front of him.

With Ximen Piaoxue's cultivation strength, once his natal sword energy is completely detonated in the sea of ​​consciousness, except for them, the highest quasi-emperor supreme, the rest of the people, including top invincible emperors like Yue Tianpeng, are often immortal and will become white.

Unless Yang Fan's soul power has reached the level of quasi-emperor supreme, but is this possible?

If you are good at cultivating your cultivation, your soul will not be able to rise. This is not just a saying.

Even a peerless monster like the Saint of Zhenwu is even enough to crush many invincible emperors, but in terms of the power of the soul alone, it is often not much stronger than the top emperors of the same realm.

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The Holy Sect camp.

God bless you, God bless you... Yue Tianpeng and others were so shocked that they could not say anything else except for saying God bless you. They could only have the ups and downs of life. They were really too exciting and stimulating. Some true disciples with poor psychological tolerance even fainted in excitement.

On the contrary, Luo Jiahui's three women curled their lips disdainfully and muttered, "I told you a long time ago that my cousin Yang Fan (junior brother, master) is the strongest. You are just worried about it. How could a small Ximen Piaoxue hurt my cousin Yang Fan (junior brother, master).

Yue Tianpeng and others were so angry that they were all over again. They were so embarrassed that they were waiting for others. There were not many little girls who could see it thoroughly.

Just then...

On the Broken Dragon Platform.

Yang Fan moved his neck and a grim smiled across the corner of his mouth. Okay, it’s my turn to spend so much time with you.

The next moment......

Rumble......

A round of devouring black hole suddenly flashed in Yang Fan's boundless sea of ​​consciousness.

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The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: Thank you for the reward of a pot of wine. There are 60 flowers, and there will be a third update tonight.
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