Chapter 1428

The cold light twinkles and the sword Qi is vertical and horizontal.

In this way, Hua Yingtian stepped on the earth for seventy-seven forty-nine steps. After each step, he would slash Ye Fan's body angrily.

In the end, Ye Fan's body was seventy-seven and forty-nine.

The long sleeves were broken and the threads were blown.

Before seeing the body of all the people, he looked like a thousand leaves.

The whole coat was ragged.

"Xiao Fan ~" Dongmei exclaimed in surprise.

"Mr. Chu..." Lei Ao Ting was scared out of voice.

As for Lu Wenjing, her tears burst into tears in an instant. Those who cry will rush down to find Ye Fan. Finally, she is held by Lei Ao ting.

As for other people, when they tremble, they shake their heads and sigh.

Is Ye Yuyan, also looked at, sighed.

After all, it's beyond our ability to find a way to die?

"Little one, it's over."

Looking at Ye Fan's clothes, which are already thousands of storehouses and hundreds of holes, Hua Yingtian stands with his knife.

The cold and dignified voice seems to have sentenced Ye Fan to death.

He just stood there, looking at the past indifferently, waiting for ye fan to be stained with blood, and waiting for ye fan to fall into a pool of blood like Lu Tianhe.

However, one second, two seconds ~

twenty seconds passed.

Although Ye Fan's coat is completely destroyed, there is no blood on his body.

It's like the sword of Hua Yingtian. It's cut on the body of steel.

He waved the sword of 7749, but resolutely found that he could not leave a sword wound on Ye Fan.

"No!"

"This... It's impossible?"

"No way?"

At that moment, Hua Yingtian was no longer calm.

Eyes staring at death, like looking at the devil in front of the man.

He was proud of his swordsmanship, but he didn't expect to hurt Ye Fan at all?

Ye Fan's strange and powerful, let Hua Yingtian heart, began to have fear.

When Hua Yingtian lost his temper, Ye Fan was naked and his bronze body was full of muscles.

No one knows that Ye Fan's seemingly thin body contains, how majestic power?

Ye Fan didn't speak, just stepped forward and approached the direction of Hua Yingtian step by step.

The sound of low footsteps is like the death knell for him. The smile at the corner of Ye Fan's mouth is even more grim and terrifying.

"I'm really looking down on you, young man!"

"But don't think that if you can stop my seven swords, I can't help you."

"I'm a disciple of moon river, and I'm the God of heaven!"

"Next, I'll show you the true power of our Hua Ying Tian."

After all, Hua Yingtian is also a strong generation, and soon calmed down from the previous tremor.

His eyes were gloomy and he looked directly at Ye Fan, and his momentum swept over him again.

It is like a strong bow, gradually pulling apart, surging momentum crazy gathering.

Lu Tianhe saw this, and his old eyes suddenly trembled: "is he going to use the famous sword formula of Japanese sword God, the sword formula of looking at the moon

Stab ~

just when Lu Tianhe was shocked, Hua Yingtian's sharp sword had already been cut out.

The sword is powerful, just like a river of swords.

In this way, with an irresistible momentum, the fierce split in Ye Fan's body.

Blast ~

the flying sword Qi brings dust all over the sky.

Almost instantaneously, Ye Fan's thin figure was engulfed by sword Qi.

"Ha ha ~"

"Ye Fan, you can be famous at your young age."

"Today, we are not defeated under the seven foot green peak of our Hua Ying Tian!"

Seeing ye fan engulfed by his sword moves, Hua Yingtian immediately looks up to the sky and laughs.