"Swish, swish, swish!"
Countless heart sword light blooms on this battlefield, and these heart sword sword auras contain Ye Fan's spiritual power, so that as long as the heart sword reaches, Ye Fan can feel it.
Now, although the opponent has an invisible sword world, which is permeating the entire space, Ye Fan's heart sword can detect all places in the same way, and Ye Fan's information disadvantage does not exist.
"Oh?"
But the sword-speaker turned his eyes slightly, and seemed to appreciate Ye Fan's heart sword power.
"Chuang-Beng!"
With a cold shout, the sword aura rose again, and a huge sword light in the sky, carrying the power of the heavenly Dao, covered the sky.
"Boom!"
The sword qi was like an unstoppable flood, pouring down from the sky, and any defense Ye Fan built was of no avail, all collapsed in this sword qi.
The figure of the swordman is constantly shining in the space, and the red figure is like a sword aura that is hard to find. This figure, coupled with the supreme sword intent, makes an invincible swordman.
"hateful!"
Ye Fan raised his eyebrows and flashed his figure at the same time, trying to follow the footsteps of the swordsman.
However, no matter how he gave birth to the power of the Golden Lotus, his speed could not keep up with the red-haired swordsman.
It seems that the opponent's body shape is unpredictable, even the heart sword cannot perfectly lock the opponent's position.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
Then, the cracking sword aura continued, and even the barrier created by the heart sword began to collapse, destroying endlessly.
The red figure began to jump in front of Ye Fan's eyes. Various sword marks appeared on Ye Fan's body, and blood flowed from the inverse scales. Ye Fan's budding divine body had so many flaws in the eyes of the swordsman.
"Chi, chi, chi!"
Sword Qi screamed, and the defense was fragmented.
Ye Fan's figure keeps retreating. In this vortex of cracking sword aura, if he is tough with the red-haired swordsman, it will be completely for nothing.
"kill"!
In the process of retreating, Ye Fan once again offered a ten-phase Asura sword formation to cover his retreat.
However, the power of the sword formation burst instantly, and the opponent's cracking sword energy law was like the power of a god, unstoppable.
Several consecutive charges failed to produce any effect, and Ye Fan was in trouble.
"Zizzi!"
At this moment, the angry knives in Ye Fan's hands bloomed with light, seeming to recommend himself to fight.
"Slash with anger!"
Ye Fan got his hands on the knife, flew up, and slashed at the cracking sword light in the sky.
"Wow!"
The huge blade light, like a crescent moon in the sky, is magnificent.
At the moment the sword light fell, a powerful sword-qi defense shield appeared around the sword-shaped.
"laugh……"
The sword light and sword energy were intertwined at this moment, constantly eliminating each other, but Ye Fan failed to smash the shield.
"kill!"
The red-haired swordman waved the long sword in his hand, matching the shape of the sword hanging in the sky, and once again offered a sword that would kill him.
"Wow!"
The sword light is fierce, the four wilds are not born!
"Feiyu sword!"
Ye Fan offered Feiyu Sword and forcibly opposed the sword light.
"laugh……"
Sparks were flying everywhere, and Ye Fan felt his chest feel uncomfortable as if being pierced.
His footsteps kept retreating, but the opponent's must-kill Jianguang was aggressive and had no plan to let Ye Fan go.
"Roar!"
Ye Fan summoned Nine Heavens Yinglong and roared.
With the blessing of Long's strength, Ye Fan moved forward, blocking his retreat.
"Crack!"
However, because Feiyu Sword could not withstand such a huge force, a huge crack appeared.
"Feiyu sword!"
Ye Fan was deeply saddened. This sword was able to stand up and protect himself in such a crisis, it was considered loyal.
Seeing the cracks in the sword's front, Ye Fan hurriedly instilled vitality to save, and he could only temporarily block the cracking, but the sword body had already received great trauma.
"So accomplished, **** it!"
The red-haired swordsman had cold eyes and locked Ye Fan. It seemed that Ye Fan's swordsmanship made him feel bored. This kind of attainment did not qualify for this period.
"Huh, **** it!"
How could Ye Fan be willing, he is a peerless arrogant, so ridiculed, he must respond.
"Ying Long holds a sword, and responds in nine days-Purple Dragon Roll Rage!"
"Roar!"
The dragon-shaped sword qi carries the purple qi of heaven and instills endless qi luck into it. Ye Fan's sword is a sword of destiny.
"kill!"
Ye Fan's gold wings doubled behind him, and he rushed towards the red-haired sword man with his sword.
"Oh?"
Sensing the power of this sword, the red-haired swordman turned his eyes slightly, his sword intent was spontaneous.
"Keng!"
The red-haired swordman stretched out his sword fingers and directly confronted Ye Fan's sword light.
"laugh……"
Powerful energies burst into each other!
"With only the fingers of the sword, can you fight my sword of heaven?"
Ye Fan was shocked in his heart. Is the opponent's sword intent already high enough to fight against Heaven?
"what!"
Forcibly catalyzing the power of the Nine Clouds Heavenly Dao Stone, the Nine Heavens Yinglong transformed into a rising dragon and landed suddenly, rushing straight to the red-haired sword.
"Get out!"
But after hearing the red-haired sword scream, the powerful sword intent carried the supreme power, and instantly shattered the power of the rising dragon, and then Ye Fan's body was also shaken.
"puff!"
Sword Qi penetrated his body, and Ye Fan's budding divine body was hit hard again.
"Crack, click, click!"
The scales continued to shatter, and Ye Fan's body had reached its limit, even showing signs of disintegration.
Because the crimson sword shape in the sky is itself a symbol of the cracked sword world, as long as there is a place where the cracked sword aura is, it will collapse.
And Ye Fan's body had already accumulated too much Sword Qi of Cracking.
"You are destined to hold hatred here!"
"Hahaha, it's too early to say this."
Ye Fan sacrificed the gate of eternal life, and the energy of life was continuously instilled into his budding divine body.
"Zizzi!"
Broken bones, muscles, and meridians are rapidly recovering.
"Huh, how about doing this?"
But the red-haired swordsman looked at Ye Fan coldly, and sneered contemptuously, as if Ye Fan's actions were just futile.
"kill!"
Ye Fan, who had just recovered some physical strength, rushed out again. He wanted to find the flaws of the swordsman by fighting. He didn't believe that a person had no flaws. This was an existence that violated heaven.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
While the figure flickered, Longan observed the figure of the swordman in the battle.
Up and down the whole body, the red sword light flickered, concealing some observation.
"Feiyu Sword, Wuxiang Sword, Furious Sword!"
Ye Fan sacrificed three great soldiers at once, constantly attacking the swordsmen from different positions.
"The boring temptation should be over."
The swordsman turned abruptly, his sword pointed at the sky and swept across.
"Boom!"
The powerful blood-colored sword light instantly shattered the guarding light curtain of the three great soldiers, and the three great soldiers returned to Ye Fan one after another.
"Crack!"
At the same time, Feiyu Sword was injured again, and cracks appeared again.