"Although I'm not your opponent, I won't surrender!"

While Ye Fan was talking lightly, he slowly took out the Heavenly Sword, and his tone was also filled with obsession.

Even if he died in battle today, he would not let Ye Tianchen take him back to Lingxiao Palace. Who knows what inhuman torture will be suffered by then?

The unknown often makes people frighten, and so is Ye Fan.

"This Tianjian is indeed well-known. It is also good to be used by me!"

Looking at the sword soldier in Ye Fan's hand, Ye Tianchen sighed to himself, and at the same time stretched out a palm and grabbed Ye Fan's neck.

From the center of that palm, Ye Fan could see a small ball of shallow hollow power flowing quietly. Although it was just a small ball, it brought a huge pressure to Ye Fan.

This ordinary grab is comparable to Mo Feng's full-strength attack before, and is even more powerful than his full-strength attack.

"Two styles of burning the sky!"

Ye Fan shouted loudly, and after accumulating momentum, the sky sword in his hand slashed down at the fastest speed.

Although he knew it would not have much effect, he still had to resist it. This was an unyielding spirit.

"Swoosh..."

The sky sword is falling, and the sword power is so powerful that it is many times stronger than before in the red training stage.

"puff!"

But what is shocking is that the moment the Heavenly Sword descended upon Ye Tianchen's palm, the originally sharp sword power disappeared in an instant.

The whole Tianjian seemed to have become an ordinary sword soldier at this moment.

"This...is this the power of Kongming in the Qingtian stage?"

Seeing Ye Tianchen's palm becoming shallow but also extremely powerful, Ye Fan had this idea in his mind.

Only at this level of power can completely suppress the Heavenly Sword.

After controlling the second posture of Burning Heaven with one palm, Ye Tianchen then stretched out a finger and flicked it lightly on the sword of the Tianjian.

"Clang..."

Another empty and bright force overflowed from his fingertips, shaking Ye Fan and his sword away.

"Swoosh..."

The next moment, a breeze blew by, and Ye Tianchen's palm had already arrived in front of Ye Fan and held Ye Fan's neck.

The battle begins quickly and ends faster. Even Ye Fan, who has always had a strong sense of combat, could not react at this moment.

Compared with Ye Tianchen, he is not an enemy of one attack. It is equivalent to being unable to reach the sky if he wants to block his ordinary palm.

"Ye Fan, I heard from Mo Feng that you also have the Holy Lotus of Kongming in your body, it's a pity that such holy objects are like this!"

Although he had already captured Ye Fan in his hand, Ye Tianchen still looked arrogant and said regretfully.

"You don't have to pretend to behave in front of me. Just give me a year, no, it only takes half a year, and I will definitely beat you!" Ye Fan said with blood on his lips and gritted his teeth.

Under absolute power, the power on his body seemed a little too low, and the strength of his body only slowed down the time of his death.

"Haha, you don't want to provoke me. There is no medicine for regret in the world!" Ye Tianchen just smiled faintly after hearing Ye Fan's words, not obsessed.

"Sold the Fantasy World God Fist!"

Ye Tianchen was high above, but he was actually unwilling to talk to Ye Fan more. While threatening, the force in his hand gradually increased, causing Ye Fan's neck to chuck.

"Boom boom boom!"

The power in Ye Fan's body was like a flood, and he was still trying hard to resist at this moment.

"Snatch it, why bother with more trouble!"

For Ye Fan's resistance, Ye Tianchen was no different from itching, and he patiently persuaded him again.

But his patience was just a kind of contempt.

"In my Ye Fan's dictionary, I have never surrendered these four words!"

Ye Fan let out a hoarse roar, and a golden light suddenly rippled from his mind.

Since the ending is like this, he has also given up his promise.

"The Gama Sutra, spiritual Buddha power!"

As Ye Fan spoke, the golden light suddenly shone like daylight, and the strange Buddha power also made Ye Tianchen let Ye Fan go in an instant.

The spiritual power of Buddha is a taboo existence. It has previously attracted Mr. Xie to give advice and should not be used at will. At this moment, it is Ye Fan's last resistance.

If even the Buddha's power loses its effectiveness, then he can only explode himself.

Seeing Ye Tianchen let go of his body, Ye Fan soared into the sky almost as fast as possible, directly breaking through the bricks above the tavern and shooting towards the sky.

As long as he has the opportunity to escape today, he will have the opportunity to make a comeback, especially against Ye Tianchen.

"Swoosh!"

As soon as Ye Fan ascended to the sky, dozens of figures had shot out around him, and in the blink of an eye he surrounded him in the center.

"Haha, Ye Fan, I didn't expect you to be able to practice Buddhism. It's really surprising!"

The leader was a middle-aged man who was floating in the void at this moment, watching Ye Fan's increasingly weak spiritual power with relish.

"Who are you?"

Ye Fan's mood at this moment was as if he had fallen from heaven to hell, and he asked in a cold voice.

Ye Tianchen had previously said that he had set up a net of heaven and earth, but he didn't expect that the net was really so big.

"The Third Crown Prince's Special Envoy, Guan Ping!"

The man responded lightly, but his words surprised Ye Fan.

There are already three of the four masters under the Third Prince who died in Ye Fan's hands, and Guan Ping is the last one. At the same time, as a special envoy, Guan Ping's strength is even more unfathomable and he is definitely in the upper reaches of Emperor Lingxiao.

"Guan Ping, I didn't expect that the third prince did not come in person, but sent you, which is not bad!"

Ye Tianchen in the tavern below slowly took off and said to Guan Ping.

"Young Master Tianchen, this Ye Fan is our common enemy. Let's capture him together today!"

Guan Ping bowed to Ye Tianchen, and was quite respectful. After all, the person opposite was not only the Ye family, but also the disciple of Zixiao.

"Ye Fan, what are your methods? Use them all. Although the Buddha's power is strong, you still can't hurt us!"

Ye Tianchen's eyes at Ye Fan finally showed a hint of anger, as if he was angry about his previous sneak attack.

"It seems that today is God who is going to destroy me!"

Another powerful man Guan Ping appeared, which had cut off Ye Fan's last hope. He raised his head and sighed, and his heart gradually calmed down.

In order to deal with him, he had already dispatched nearly one-fifth of the Emperor Lingxiao, among which he had even had the existence of Emperor Zixiao. Even if he died, Ye Fan should be content.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the sound of muffled thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, with majestic and prosperous throne, as if seeing Ye Fan off.

"Young Master Tianchen, look, what is that?"

Amid the thunder, Guan Ping suddenly discovered something unusual and pointed to the sky.

There were countless cracks appearing, and the world seemed to collapse at this moment, and the muffled thunder sounded more like the sound of fear from the sky.

Ye Fan, who was originally planning to self-destruct, subconsciously raised his head. In the sky, a force that he was extremely familiar with was falling.

And what filled his eyes was endless golden light, which looked like a giant fist.

Wherever the "giant fist" goes, the sky collapses and the earth breaks.
Chapter completed!