Chapter 1795 Fierce God

1795

Although this sword intent is elusive, how can Ye Fan's combat experience be comparable to ordinary people?

Ye Fan noticed the energy fluctuation around him in an instant, and blocked the sword with his backhand, and made a "clang" sound of metal clashing, preventing the knife!

At the same time, Ye Longyuan didn't open the distance again, the dark sword intent on his body spread, forming a big net, trying to restrain Ye Fan!

Ye Fan's eyes were sharp, and a golden-red sword light erupted all over his body, directly smashing this heartless sword intent!

After Ye Fan resisted the Ming Hong Dao with one sword, he summoned more than a dozen top-quality flying swords at the same time, flying around around him!

"Sen Luo Sword Dance!"

Turning from defense to offense, Ye Fan changed to holding swords in both hands, and slashed sword lights towards Ye Longyuan in the air!

In an instant, the sword intent was like a dragon swimming in shock, and the cold light hit the moon. With an indomitable and fierce momentum, the sword's brilliance surged on Minghong Dao, releasing a thunderous sound!

The golden-red sword intent and the gray blade intent tear through the night sky, and if a trace leaks out occasionally, it will draw deep ravines on the hard mountain top!

Although Ye Longyuan was holding the Minghong Saber, and the blade had grown to more than ten meters at this time, facing Ye Fan's continuous tricky swordsmanship, he seemed to be at a disadvantage in mid-air...

"This kid's close-combat swordsmanship is simply impenetrable... there is no flaw!"

"He will choose the most suitable sword for every sword and every move. This is only possible if the way of swordsmanship, swordsmanship and swordsmanship are perfected...

As far as he is concerned, the sword has already connected with his mind, and he can use these sword moves instinctively without thinking at all..."

"It's really the art of kendo. I said that when I first saw this little brother, I felt very unusual." Xing and Pu murmured in amazement.

Zhang Zifang, Hui Lan and the others behind him looked at Ye Fan with contempt no longer.

Although the Duotian experts present hardly understood how Ye Fan managed to increase his combat power to such a level in a short period of time, there is no doubt that just looking at this swordsmanship has already made them feel worth watching.

Laymen watch the excitement, and experts watch the doorway. These people can naturally see how amazing the details of Ye Fan's sword are!

For ordinary Duotian cultivators, it would be difficult to catch Ye Fan's sword with this kind of close combat style.

Fortunately, Ye Longyuan happened to be a swordsman, and he had Ming Hong Dao in his hand, which gave him an advantage in weapons, so he didn't appear too passive.

Everyone was watching the melee confrontation between the sword and the knife in the air intently, like a feast for the eyes!

After dozens of moves, Ye Longyuan felt that the space for his moves was so compressed that it was difficult to use them. He frowned slightly, his figure retreated, and a black shadow engulfed his body again!

Ye Fan suddenly turned around, and swung three flying swords in the air, aiming at the rear right side in one direction!

"Ding ding ding!"

The three swords hit Ming Hongdao, and they were all knocked away!

Ye Longyuan's figure appeared, but this time, the whole black shadow actually attached to his body, enveloping his whole body!

"Unfeeling Saber Intent, Quick Shadow!"

After the sword intent attached to the limbs of the body, Ye Longyuan turned into a dark afterimage in the air, and the speed was more than twice as fast as before!

The faster the speed, the stronger the impact will be!

A quick sprint and a slash came, Ye Fan couldn't adapt to the rhythm for a moment, blocked the horizontal sword, and flew out backwards!

But Ye Longyuan turned around in an arc, turned around and slashed again, this time straight to Ye Fan's back!

Ye Fan found that he could not keep up with the speed of moving in the air like this, so with a thought, he instantly condensed thousands of flying swords behind him!

"Dragon scale sword wings!"

Thousands of flying swords gathered behind Ye Fan, Ye Longyuan had no choice but to dodge immediately!

"噗噜噐..." Along with the superimposed sound of swords, six huge sword wings formed behind Ye Fan!

Looking at Ye Fan's six huge sword wings that suddenly appeared, the group of powerful fighters couldn't help being a little dumbfounded!

None of them thought that the sword could be used like this! ?

"This son's comprehension of swords is really extraordinary!" Zifang frowned.

"Have you noticed that his physique seems to be much stronger than before, otherwise he would never be able to resist the lethality of the knife just now!" Xing Hepu said.

Hui Lan asked in astonishment, "Could it be that he was deliberately hiding his strength just now?"

When everyone was puzzled and focused on watching, Ye Fan turned around nimbly, flapped his sword wings, and confronted Ye Longyuan again!

"Keng! Keng! Keng!!!"

Two figures kept flashing and colliding in the air, and the swords blared together!

Shock waves of sword intent and blade intent roared at high altitudes, low altitudes, and even some hills!

With sword wings, Ye Fan's speed of movement and change of direction increased sharply, catching up with or even surpassing Ye Longyuan's Swift Shadow Blade Intent once again!

With each collision, Ye Fan's violent body strength combined with the sky-shattering power of the sword, inflicted more and more damage on Ye Longyuan!

Even though Ye Longyuan's saber intent is strong, his body is completely different from Ye Fan's!

Gradually, Ye Longyuan's recovery power couldn't keep up, and the hand holding Ming Hong Dao began to go numb!

Ye Fan took advantage of the speed and explosive power of the Dragon Scale Sword Wing to keep chasing after him!

After he found that Ye Longyuan's limbs slowed down, he directly gave up Senluo Sword Dance, and chose to hold the black giant sword in both hands, and slashed unreasonably!

"Boom! Boom!!"

The black giant sword is like black lightning, with golden-red flames, every time it is swung, it makes a thunderous explosion!

Ye Fan also doesn't know what kind of material his favorite giant sword is made of.

He only knew that other swords would be damaged to some extent in a fight with Ming Hong Dao, but this sword was not afraid of this Ming Hong Dao, and there was no damage at all!

Those Duotian monks in the surrounding area were stunned when they saw this scene!

The "black iron plate" they looked down upon just now can forcibly suppress Minghongdao which is on par with Xuanyuanjian! ? Even though Ye Longyuan can't fully unleash the power of this knife, it is definitely a top weapon!

"boom!!!"

He didn't know how many times he had slashed heavily, Ye Fan swung down the epee with a cold expression on his face, but Ye Longyuan could only resist it with both hands!

Ye Longyuan clenched his teeth, he found that his arm trembled! ?

When it comes to the power of Sword Intent and Saber Intent, the skills of the two sides cannot be clearly distinguished, and the physical gap makes the result of the battle have a major tilt!

Ye Fan grinned, "Genius, where's your heartless, self-denying, invincible sword intent!?"

Saying that, Ye Fan made another "boom" sword strike! !

Ye Longyuan's arms were numb, he fell directly from the air, and landed on a mountain!

He was about to move his feet, but his scalp was numb, and he realized that Ye Fan had slashed down with his sword again!

Ye Fan didn't know how many swords he had slashed, but his body was like a fighting machine with unlimited physical strength, and there was no decline in strength at all!

"Boom!!!"

The top of the mountain was directly blasted into a piece of flat land, dozens of tons of rocks rolled down, and the eyes were full of dust!

Ye Longyuan withstood the sword again, his legs sank into the rocks, but this time his breath had already begun to become disordered!

The Duotian powerhouses who watched this scene from a distance were still amazed by Ye Fan's sword intent just now, but now they realize that Ye Fan's physical fitness is the most unreasonable!

"Even if it is a body in the Duotian realm, it is impossible to recover so fast. Isn't he tired after such a consuming battle?"

"Is this person a monster... or is it because of the blood of the Shenlong clan?"

"No! That swordsman is also a member of the Shenlong clan. From the perspective of his soul, the strength of the awakened blood is only strong but not weak... It is definitely not caused by pure blood!"

Xing and Pu wiped their foreheads. Like everyone else, he was almost intimidated by Ye Fan's physical fitness.

He suddenly remembered something, stretched out his hand to count, and murmured: "I didn't count it before, why is this son... so vague?"

While he was talking, Ye Fan suddenly turned cold, and his arms were like giant spirits showing power, and he suddenly started to swing the giant sword continuously!

"Boom boom boom boom!!!..."

Ye Fan violently slashed down the sword continuously, as if driving a pile, using Ye Longyuan in front of him as a wooden pile, and beat it fiercely into the mountain!

This is not so much a sword, but more like an unreasonable force crushing! !

"Come on! Come on!! Gap!! Where's the gap between you and me!? You're resisting!! Unfeeling Saber Intent!? Where's your saber!? Where's your way of heaven!? Genius!! Genius!!?" "

Ye Fan roared, his eyes were red, as if he had turned into a fierce spirit! !

Every time he questioned, every time he yelled "genius", it was like a hot slap, slapping the faces of a group of Daotian Realm powerhouses at the scene! !

His huge sword kept swinging down, and every time, a big piece of the mountain was blown away!

The boulder collapsed and flew, as if the earth was shaking and the mountain was shaking. After more than a dozen swords, a thousand-meter peak was punched out of a deep pit of hundreds of meters, turning into a volcano! ?

After countless sword strikes, the sound stopped, and all the Duotian cultivators, no matter how far or near, hurried to the entrance of the mountain pit, and when they looked down, they were all stunned!

I saw Ye Fan holding the sword in one hand, unscathed, standing proudly in the deep pit, without even taking a breath!

As the smoke and dust cleared, a man who was covered in blood and collapsed to the ground due to serious muscular injuries, his trembling hand could no longer hold the black knife in his hand...

Ye Longyuan panted heavily, his eyes fixed on Ye Fan, full of disbelief!