Chapter 1200：

Ye Fan's speed is getting faster and faster.

The already radiant and flaming aura on his body, once again steadily rising!

Slender and tall, standing proudly like the back of a pine cypress, becoming more and more ethereal and illusory.

This is so fast that it has surpassed everyone's eye-catching frequency, leaving behind a long-lasting afterimage in everyone's eyes!

The dark clouds above Ye Fan's head, the wind around him like the most docile cat, and raindrops, were all moved by his figure, and they charged forward with Ye Fan!

Thorny thorny——

The tip of the Soul Slashing Blade with his right hand pointed obliquely to the ground, and the three-foot thin and sharp blade blatantly dragged out a long purple electric spark as Ye Fan's figure swept in the void!

This is the sword intent and sword energy of the Soul Slashing Sword. It is too flaming, cutting the void and rubbing the air, resulting in the lightning of the sword energy!

Seven steps later,

Ye Fan came to the ninth wave crest that was three kilometers high.

Rumbling--

The faint yellow huge waves and crests in front of the sky, crushing and crushing everything, rushed toward the face!

now,

Ye Fan stood still in the void.

The momentum and spiritual will on his body have all reached the peak.

Ye Fan stared at the roaring peak in front of him, and held up the Soul Slashing Sword in his hand.

Following his very ordinary movement, the black thundercloud above his head fell in an instant, circled and gathered into the blade of the blade, blessing the soul-slashing knife with the power of thunder.

The entire pitch-black straight knife suddenly burst into bright purple thunder and lightning from up and down.

Immediately after,

The oozing gust of wind, rolling the rain and raindrops, turned into a series of waterspouts, gathered together, blessing the soul-slashing knife with the power of the violent wind and rain!

On the black sharp straight knife, water waves flowed suddenly, and the sound of wind whistling was endless.

In just an instant,

The strength of this wind and rain all merged into the blade.

Finally,

Bear--

The purple-gold underworld luminous flames rose up in an instant, unsteady, and dyed the blade!

This underworld light flame quickly condensed and merged the power of thunder, wind and rain, and the power of underworld underworld, as well as the power of Ye Fan's blood.

All come together!

The formation of an extremely dazzling purple-golden Underworld Underworld Sword Gang!

This knife gang went straight up to the sky, brazenly extending the terrifying length of nearly one thousand meters!

Ye Fan held the thousand-meter knife-gang that had condensed all his last strength, staring solemnly at the faint yellow flood peak and huge waves close at hand!

The clear and indifferent voice resounded all over the world in an instant!

"My knife can be broken!"

"The sea can be divided!"

"It can lead to thunder!"

"Also, Kaitian—"

As soon as Ye Fan's voice fell, his eyes were suddenly sharp as a sword, holding the right hand of the Soul Slashing Straight Blade, and falling down!

"Give me, broken—"

The cold and merciless voice spread to everyone's ears in a flash.

At this moment,

The eyes of 15 million people all converged on the purple-golden light and shadow at the end of the sky.

I can only see,

In Ye Fan's hand, he swung down the nearly thousand-meter-long terrifying underworld sword!

In just an instant of effort, it collided with the 3,000-meter high peak and huge waves!

At the moment of the fight, everyone only saw the purple-golden knives cut down in an instant!

The incomparable brilliance of Daogang brilliance, as if really trying to separate the world from the earth!

The entire flood peak after the sky suddenly stagnated!

Da Yin Xi Sheng!

Loud and silent!

The whole world in sight seemed to be quiet.

The passage of time seems to have stagnated too!

Immediately,

A circle started from the collision, and the terrifying air wave ripples that quickly spread, sweeping across the square in an instant!

Wherever the air wave passed, the soil rolled over, and the water in the lower reaches of the Nancang River burst and burst!

The land on both sides of the strait has been abruptly lifted a thin layer!

This air wave rippling, engulfing the river, melted the soil and vegetation, and swept across all quarters in an instant!

It has been spreading out for a distance of nearly a kilometer, and only then slowly stopped!

And until this moment,

Only when the Mingqi Daogang collided with the three-kilometer peak did a sound come out.

Not a deafening roar!