Chapter 1925: With lightsaber!

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At this moment, Ye Fan was wearing the Golden Crow Sacred Cloth, and his whole body was full of radiance, like a dawn tearing through the darkness, the divine light revealed in his eyes was even more dazzling than the stars.

He stood with his hand in his hand and stood quietly on the spot, but his body revealed a shocking coercion, which seemed to be able to shock the nine heavens, sweep three thousand realms, and traverse the eternal sky.

Such a mighty power, invincible in the world!

For a time, all the monks present were baptized in all aspects, and even had a strong feeling, as if they were transformed into tiny ants, seeing the supreme god.

Many people's bodies trembled uncontrollably, and couldn't help but want to crawl on the ground and worship.

This is a pressure from the soul!

What is even more shocking is that the source of this coercion is not Ye Fan, but the Golden Crow Saint Garment he wears.

"hiss!"

Suddenly, someone couldn't help taking a breath, with an unbelievable expression on his face, staring directly at the Golden Crow Saint Clothes, exclaiming:

"Oh my God! What kind of treasure is this that can bring such a terrifying deterrent!"

"Compared with it, that Guanghan suit instantly looked bleak and dull, and it was not a thing of the same level!"

"Even if it is a heavenly high-grade spiritual weapon, there is no such power!"

"If it goes to auction, this treasure will definitely arouse countless masters' looting, and even alarm the city lord!"

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The layman looks at the excitement, the insider looks at the doorway!

Most of the monks living in Baidi City knew some refining techniques, so they could naturally see the mystery of this Golden Crow Saint Cloth.

Although they didn't know the effects of the Golden Crow Sacred Clothes, just the breath that came out, they threw away Guanghan Yi for several blocks.

Of course, this is not to say that Guanghan Yi is not good, but that this Golden Crow Saint Cloth is too powerful!

Among the crowd, Si Yuhan, the eldest lady of the Si family, was even more icy before, her beautiful eyes bursting with extremely hot light, staring straight at Ye Fan.

The Wei family where Wei Xuan is located is good at refining all kinds of swords. Any sword produced by the Wei family will be sought after by the strong.

The Si family where Si Yuhan is located is good at refining all kinds of spirit boats, and its speed is twice as fast as ordinary spirit boats.

In addition to Wei and Si, the other eight giants also have their own strengths.

However, none of the top ten giants is good at refining clothes.

There is no other reason, because the difficulty of this kind of clothing-like spirit weapon is too high!

If you want to engrave the magic circle on thin clothes, like embroidering with an iron pestle, it is extremely demanding for the refiner.

It is much more difficult to refine a middle-ranked clothing spirit weapon than to refine a high-rank sword-shaped spirit weapon.

Because of this, Si Yuhan rushed back to Baidi City to bid for this Guanghan Yi.

And now that she saw the golden feather coat on Ye Fan, she was even more happy with Lie.

In fact, this Golden Crow Saint Cloth is not a heavenly high-grade spiritual weapon, but a treasure of the ancient Golden Crow clan.

For the material of the refining vessel alone, ninety-nine golden crow feathers were used, plus one feather of the ancestor golden crow.

At the time, the descendant of the Taishang Sect, Yun Feiyang, once sacrificed this garment, and displayed his majesty in the fairy gate of Yunhai.

Later, it was Ye Fan who took the shot to suppress Yun Feiyang.

Although the remaining soul of the ancestor Golden Crow has been crushed by Ye Fan with the Shimen Life Soul, this Golden Crow Saint Cloth is still a rare treasure. Looking at the entire Tianshu Star, there are few that can match it. Saint clothing.

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At this moment, Ye Fan's eyes were as sharp as a knife, scanning the audience, and finally fell on Wei Xuan, and said: "My baby, how does it compare to your Guanghanyi?"

Faced with this problem, Wei Xuan's face sank, it was even more ugly than eating shit.

Just a few minutes ago, Wei Xuan was still boasting and bragging, pretending to be a force in front of Hu Xiangxiang and other monks!

Who knew that the face slap came so quickly!

Wei Xuan couldn't expect that the little-known kid in front of him, dressed in ordinary clothes, could easily sacrifice such a precious treasure.

Today, Wei Xuan was supposed to be the protagonist. He spent a lot of money to photograph Guanghanyi and embrace the beauty. Unexpectedly, all his glory was robbed by Ye Fan and completely reduced to a supporting role.

But in this situation, how could Wei Xuan easily admit defeat? He stared at Ye Fan fiercely, and said stiffly: "Boy, don't think that you can pass Guanghanyi by offering an unknown spiritual weapon! Maybe you are on your body. This dress is just looking at bluffing people, and the gold and the jade are defeated!"

Facing Wei Xuan's irrational words, Ye Fan was not angry, and said lightly: "Then...what do you want?"

"Hey!" Wei Xuan smiled gloomily, and said: "If this clothing is stronger than Guanghanyi, it is a heavenly high-grade spiritual weapon. It is indelible and indestructible! Or... you stand still and let Ben Shao use the weapon himself Verify this dress?"

Hearing this, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, showing a weird expression.

A treasure from the ancient times like the Golden Crow Sacred Cloth is far more powerful than ordinary people's imagination. With Wei Xuan's cultivation base, even if he was cut down for hundreds of years, he would probably not be able to cause any harm to the Golden Crow Sacred Cloth.

On the other side, when Ye Fan was silent, Wei Xuan deliberately used the radical method: "Why? Are you afraid? If you are afraid, you can get out in a desperate way, but that beautiful lady will become mine. Slave, let me demolish and call!"

Ye Fan heard the words, his expression did not change, but his eyes were sharp, revealing a pinpointed murderous air, spreading in all directions.

The monks who were closer around even had hallucinations, as if they were on the battlefield of Shura, with blood flowing into rivers and corpses all over the field.

Ye Fan stared at Wei Xuan, and said every word: "The last person who provoked me like you, the ashes has long been cold! Use your full strength, even if you attack it!"

"Okay, really refreshing!"

Hearing Ye Fan's promise, Wei Xuan seemed to have succeeded in some conspiracy, with a grinning face.

But everyone in the court looked curious.

Although Wei Xuan is arrogant, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the golden feather coat worn by Ye Fan is definitely a rare treasure, and its defense is far better than Guanghanyi.

Wei Xuan's strength is good, possessing the realm of the eighth turn of the gods, but it is still a bit reluctant to leave a trace on this golden feather coat.

Suddenly, Wei Xuan's eyes dazzled, and he squeezed the sword art in his hand and shouted:

"Sword--come!"

As soon as the voice fell, the space in front of him suddenly split.

An ancient sword broke through the air.

The color of the ancient sword is like bronze. I don’t know what material it is made of. The ornamentation on the body of the sword is clearly visible. The hilt retains the shape of a tripod ear. It is bold and majestic, revealing the meaning of historical vicissitudes. Visibility can shake the incomparable brilliance of Spring and Autumn.

What is eye-catching is that on the blade of this ancient bronze sword, there is also a mysterious yellow talisman attached to it, which is filled with dense talisman and totem, which is mysterious and unpredictable.

"Huh? This sword... seems to be familiar!" someone muttered to himself.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a sudden change occurred.

The endless blood evil spirit suddenly appeared in the field, like a sea of ​​blood, flooding the entire Tiangong Pavilion, as if it could annihilate everything.

All the monks in it can smell the sticky and pungent **** smell. This smell not only stimulates the olfactory nerves, but also directly enters the soul, making it creepy and trembling.

Some of the weaker monks were even more dizzy, trembling, and frightened their legs.

"This...what the **** is going on?"

"There is obviously no hostility on this sword. Zhongzheng is peaceful. Why does it cause such a **** sea?"

Just as everyone was amazed, Wei Xuan's eyes suddenly flashed, and he stretched out his right hand to grab the yellow talisman on the blade.

"Stab!"

With a harsh sound, Wei Xuan abruptly tore the yellow talisman.

"Huh!"

The dazzling light gushes out from the ancient sword, as if the Yangtze River broke through the dam and rushed in all directions.

The **** evil spirit that had filled the room was instantly swept away and became clear again.

The righteous aura revealed in this ancient sword rushed to the face, implying the heavens.

The power of a sword is enough to sweep the four corners and the wilds.

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"Oh my god! This is the legendary sword of heaven and man-Hanguang!"

For the first time, someone recognized the origin of this sword, and they were amazed.

"The light sword, this is the supreme treasure enshrined by the Wei family. It was made by the first ancestors of the Wei family. It has been forged in the enlightenment pool for a hundred years, and it is contaminated with the atmosphere of the avenue.

"The so-called'sword of heaven and man' means that the sword follows the sky and the sword follows the man. It is in harmony with the heaven and the human relationship. It is the sword of the heaven and the man; the sword and the sword itself, the heaven and the man are one, moving and quiet. It is the sword of heaven and man to advance and retreat. It is the sword of heaven and man. The person who uses the sword must attain the highest level of cultivation, and must use the force of compassion to reach the sword of heaven and man!"

"This sword is an uncompromising high-grade spiritual weapon of the heavenly rank. Looking at the famous swords in the entire Baidi City, this sword can rank in the top ten!"

"I didn't expect... the Wei family would hand over such a treasure to the hands of Young Master Wei! But now, with this magic weapon in his hand, isn't he already invincible?"

"If this sword is smashed, even if it is a treasure armor of the same level, I am afraid it will be pierced!"

Hearing the comments from people around him, Wei Xuan's face was full of pride.

He held the lightsaber tightly, looked at Ye Fan condescendingly, and said arrogantly: "Boy, have you seen it? The lightsaber is the supreme treasure of my Wei family, unstoppable, kill everything! You! If you are scared, I can give you one last chance and immediately kneel down and beg for mercy, and this young master will let you go!"

Hearing this, many onlookers in the field looked at Ye Fan's eyes, full of regret.

In their eyes, the treasure that Ye Fan wore was extraordinary, but the sharpness of this lightsaber was too invincible.

Wei Xuan's use of this sword is equivalent to "opening up", and the destructive power he can explode goes straight to the real immortal Crossing Jie.

A sword can not only severely damage the armor, but even Ye Fan wearing the armor is in danger of life.

Just when everyone thought Ye Fan would admit counsel, Ye Fan looked directly at Wei Xuan, without the slightest fluctuation on his face.

"Stop talking nonsense, let the horse come here!"

Ye Fan said lightly, with that light tone, as if he didn't put the light sword in his eyes at all.

"Boy, since you're looking for death, the young man will fulfill you!"

Wei Xuan held the light sword with both hands, all the internal energy in the dantian was injected into it, and the majestic strength was gathered together. asphyxia.

Divine soldiers like this level have tremendous blessings to monks. Facing Wei Xuan's next sword, even the older generation of masters can only temporarily avoid the edge, and absolutely dare not stand in place.

However, on the opposite side, Ye Fan was still motionless, rooting under his feet, not even wrinkling his eyelids.

Soon, the aura of Wei Xuan's whole body rose to the apex, and the space around him was shocked and distorted.

"Stab!"

Suddenly, Wei Xuan slashed out with a sword, and the light of the sword flickered like lightning tearing the void.

Shocking sword!

This sword, combined with the strength of Wei Xuan's life, coupled with the peerless edge of the lightsaber itself, exploded with the power of the gods and ghosts.

The car is like a thunder and a horse like a dragon, and the gods of ghosts and avoidance will cry!

All the monks present, their pupils shrank sharply into needles, and they couldn't make out his sword movement at all, but felt a flower in front of them.

But that fierce and domineering sword aura rushed towards his face, as if a storm of sword blades swept across the sky, enveloped everyone in it, and it was inevitable.

"What a strong sword!"

"Prince Wei's attack has reached the realm of heaven and human!"

"Even if the kid has nine lives, I'm afraid he won't be dead enough!"

In an instant, almost everyone was not optimistic about Ye Fan, thinking that he would die tragically by this sword and be killed by Huangquan.

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"Chang!"

After a thousandth of a second, a high-pitched and harsh collision sounded through the audience.

Everyone turned around and looked towards the source of the sound.

In the next moment, an incredible scene appeared in their sight——

Ye Fan still stood in place, wearing the Golden Crow Saint Cloth, unharmed.

And the lightsaber, only three inches away from Ye Fan's front door, seemed to hit an invisible wall, and couldn't go further.

"what happened?"

Wei Xuan's face changed wildly, he got goose bumps, and had a strong ominous premonition.

"boom!"

The next moment, the mighty and stalwart divine power erupted from the Golden Crow Sacred Cloth, abruptly bombarding the sword with light.

"Zheng!"

The light sword uttered a piercing scream, and under everyone's incredible gaze, it unexpectedly made a gap.