Chapter 2215: Trample the Son!

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The Taiyi Golden Sword is a heavenly high-grade spiritual weapon, and it was created by the Immortal Venerable himself.

But, after all, it is not a holy artifact!

The Wuxiang Sword was the saber of Xianzun Yunhai back then. In terms of quality, it was obviously superior.

However, Donghuang Aotian had a look of disdain: "Boy, even if you have a holy artifact, you can't make up for the absolute power gap! This saint child is the eighth layer of transcendence. Looking at the nine heavens, ten earth, all heavens, all He is the top talent!"

"And you, after taking the Enlightenment Flower and the Immortal Flat Peach, have only broken through to the Ninth Transformation of God! On the realm of cultivation, you are far from being compared with this Saint Child!

Donghuang Aotian looked arrogant.

"I am strong or weak, it's not you who have the final say! Let's see the truth under our hands!"

Ye Fan took the initiative to invite the battle, not only was not afraid, but the eager light was burning in his eyes.

His goal is not just a Big Dipper galaxy, but the entire sea of ​​stars.

Next, he may meet many Tianjiao, Donghuang Aotian is just the beginning...

As his strength increases, he will encounter more Tianjiao, even opponents like Supreme Immortal Venerable.

"Ye Fan, die!"

Donghuang Aotian's gaze was like a torch, and at the same time, he merged with the sword energy of Taiyi Golden Sword, condensing the tornado vortex, and struck towards Ye Fan.

"Hahaha, little bugs!"

Ye Fan laughed a lot, the Wuxiangjian disrupted time and space, and the sword energy instantly disappeared into the void.

"What? Ye Fan's sword spirit?"

Only Yan Qingsi was watching from the sidelines.

In the face of such a powerful duel, she had opened her eyes too long, but even so, he still couldn't find Ye Fan's sword energy.

But Ye Fan definitely issued a powerful sword aura, this invisible and Donghuang Aotian's violent, tangible contrast.

Donghuang Aotian was also aware of this problem. He opened his spiritual eyes to find the sword qi, but it was useless.

He didn't know what method Ye Fan used to make Jian Qi escape into the void. Even the top true immortal would have trouble finding it, unless it was in the realm of Immortal Venerable.

"Boom!"

Donghuang Aotian had come before Ye Fan with his supreme sword power.

"kill!"

The Taiyi Golden Sword suddenly pierced out and hit Ye Fan's heart, just like the assassination of a peerless assassin.

A fatal blow!

Donghuang Aotian didn't want to give Ye Fan any chance to breathe.

In his opinion, Ye Fan looked effortless in the fight with Tu Gang just now, but that punch must have consumed a lot of his internal energy.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, we must suppress it strongly.

But he couldn't imagine that Ye Fan defeated Tu Gang's punch without even sending out his full strength, his own vitality was not consumed much.

At this moment, Ye Fan's vitality in his body was boundless, and he could deal with any challenge.

Just as the sword light of the Taiyi Golden Sword was about to pierce Ye Fan, suddenly, the sword energy of the Wuxiangjian gathered from the void and blocked the fatal blow.

"what?!"

Donghuang Aotian had no idea where these sword auras came from, and he was defenseless in the face of this weird scene.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Afterwards, endless sword aura came out of the void at the same time and surrounded Donghuang Aotian's body, seeming to form a sword aura prison, completely blocking his retreat.

"This……"

At this moment, Donghuang Aotian truly felt Ye Fan's horror, and used his impetuous advancement to create this emptied sword aura to bind him.

What kind of mentality and talent are you able to come up with?

Donghuang Aotian really looked at Ye Fan at this moment, as if he underestimated the opponent in front of him.

In the end, he was a saint son, he immediately adjusted his mood, did not dare to be careless, and treated Ye Fan as his biggest enemy.

"Emperor Aotian, you are distracted!"

At this moment, Ye Fan's cold voice entered his ears.

"what?"

Donghuang Aotian trembled, and the sword energy revolved. He felt that his body had entered the vortex of sword energy, and endless pain came.

"Ahhhhh..."

The intense pain caused Donghuang Aotian to scream, his body was torn apart by sword energy, blood dripping, it was horrible.

Yan Qingsi in the distance saw this scene, her heart trembled.

Donghuang Aotian is the holy son of Taiyi Holy Land. He didn't expect that in front of Ye Fan, he couldn't even take a single move!

Of course, she also knew very well that Donghuang Aotian was definitely not that easy to defeat. Although this trick was lost to Ye Fan, he still had countless treasures and magical powers that he had not used yet!

Those are the real advantages of Donghuang Aotian.

According to Ye Fan's background, he was only a member of the Big Dipper galaxy, and even Tianjiao would not get too many resources.

And Donghuang Aotian is the holy son of Taiyi Holy Land, and the cultivation resources, magic weapons, and supernatural powers he obtained should be beyond Ye Fan's reach.

In this way, using these treasures, perhaps Donghuang Aotian could regain its advantage. ,

Donghuang Aotian was bloody, but the light in his eyes became more and more blazing: "Smelly boy, I didn't expect you to have two children. It seems that Tu Gang's death is not wronged! You successfully aroused my anger. Next, I will be serious. Woke up!"

"Haha...it's useless if you are serious! No matter how serious the ants are, how can they hurt the Nine Heavens Dragon?" Ye Fan sneered.

"It's a big tone, looking for death!"

Donghuang Aotian gritted his teeth, offering a colorful haze tripod.

"Boom!"

When the Haze Ding appeared, the sky and the earth shook suddenly, and the wind and clouds scurried away. The power of the immortal statue condensed the neon and appeared in the sky.

"Is this what you rely on?"

Ye Fan smiled coldly.

This Haze Cauldron contained the power of Immortal Venerable, but it couldn't make Ye Fan feel afraid.

"Huh!"

Ye Fan gave a fierce scream, the momentum was like a rainbow.

"Rumble rumbling!"

In the next moment, a breath of ancient times suddenly appeared.

On top of Ye Fan's head, there appeared a **** monument, which was as high as ten thousand meters, and it penetrated the sky completely.

There are countless totems on the surface of the **** stele, as if inscribed with the most majestic power in the world.

Even at a long distance, it makes people feel palpitating.

"what is that?"

Yan Qingsi's pupils shrank abruptly when she saw the **** stele appearing, she was extremely surprised.

Although it was the first time that she saw the **** monument, she could also perceive the powerful aura. Not only was it not inferior to the sacred artifact, it was even better.

At the same time, Donghuang Aotian also felt great pressure.

But now in this situation, he and Ye Fan have long been immortal, and there is no room for maneuver.

"Xianzun Wuji-Taiyi Killing Sword!"

The Eastern Emperor Aotian launched the ultimate ultimate move. The Taiyi Golden Sword combined with the powerful power of the Immortal Venerable with the Colorful Haze Ding and at the same time integrated the power of the Immortal Venerable Jade Pei. This is the strongest move.

"come on!"

Ye Fan looked arrogantly, urging the monument.

"Huh!"

The **** stele emits a ray of light, illuminating the heavens and the earth, as if covering the entire god's graveyard.

"Boom!"

The powerful energy sprayed, causing everything around it to fall apart and destroy.

The space keeps pulling and tearing.

For a time, the weather changed color, the sun and the moon were dark, and the sky was overwhelmed.

Suddenly, the size of the **** monument skyrocketed, like a Mount Xumi descending from the sky, and like a torrent of history crushing, no matter what is in front of it, it cannot be stopped.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Suddenly, two crisp cracking sounds sounded.

The colorful Haze Ding and Taiyi Golden Sword shattered one after another.

"Puff!"

Under the induction of Qi, Donghuang Aotian vomited blood on the spot, limp to the ground.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, Ye Fan's figure flashed, and his right foot slammed on Donghuang Aotian's chest.

This lofty and invincible saint son was trampled by Ye Fan at this moment.