Chapter 179：

The human body swept through the sky, and there was a sharp breaking wind.

Ye Fan's figure was blurred.

Then, suddenly appeared in front of Li Zixian.

Fuchsia ghost face of Shura!

Ghostly smile!

Crazy and tyrannical eyes!

Li Zixian's colorful colored glaze pupils were instantly flooded.

Her pupils constricted and immediately came to alert.

The pink evil spirit burst out.

A pink lotus, condensed and released!

Ye Fan stuck his left hand out.

On his fingers, there were extremely sharp purple-red claws.

The hideous finger claws grabbed the pink lotus, and the knuckles pressed hard.

呯——

Crushed directly!

Watching this scene, Li Zixian backed away again and again, shouting in horror: "How...how is this possible?"

Ye Fan smiled indifferently.

Lifting his right leg, there was an afterimage.

Sweep out like a purple long whip!

Bang--

The speed was so fast that Li Zixian couldn't react at all, and he was hit directly.

The back of Li Zixian's body was blown away, and a faint ripple of air exploded.

She was swept away like a cannonball.

Accompanied by a bang, it was deeply embedded five or six meters underground.

A big hole radiating seven or eight meters wide was exploded on the spot.

The rubble flew up and smoke was everywhere.

Ye Fan locked Li Zixian firmly, sensing the faint breath, and smiled coldly.

The broken knife in his right hand was held up high.

All over the body, the purple-red demon spirit aura, rolling riots!

Majestic!

Surging!

Horror!

Like raging waves!

Like a billowing tsunami!

The extremely powerful demon spirit's aura, pressing the surrounding air, washed away purple-red ripples.

Ye Fan stood among the circles of purple-red ripples.

As if possessed by a killing god!

Like a **** and demon coming!

Finally, Ye Fan thought.

These turbulent demon energy, all condensed on Broken Blade.

Chi Chi Chi Chi——

Just condensing the blade light, let the air be cut into wisps of light sound.

First, a purple-red sharp blade appeared.

After a moment of effort.

Beside the blade light, the incomparably fragmented lightning burst out!

The blade light directly condenses into a blade gang.

A purplish red knife gang that traverses 20 meters in the sky and is equivalent to a full six or seven stories high!

Suddenly condensed on Ye Fan's broken knife!

After dissipating the smoke and dust, Li Zixian lay weakly in the deep hole.

She was swept to the waist by Ye Fan.

All the clothes burst to pieces.

The bones of the lumbar spine also burst open.

At this moment, when he saw Ye Fan holding a 20-meter-long purple knife in his hands, his eyes were full of despair.

She murmured in horror.

"Why is this?"

"Why do you have to win him once?!"

"Why!"

Li Zixian's eyes were filled with regret and despair.

Ye Fan's cold and merciless voice resounded in all directions!

Heaven and earth!