Chapter 1792 The frustrated Yun Feiyang!

The disciples of the outer courtyard vomited blood wildly, in great pain, and were even more shocked.

They never expected that Ye Fan and Yun Feiyang did not have any physical contact, and they had such a huge formation just by relying on the power of stepping.

Other disciples of the inner courtyard and true disciples did not feel very comfortable. Even if they had already activated their internal energy to protect their bodies, they still felt unprecedented pressure, just like thousands of mountains and thousands of mountains pressing on their bodies, making crackling sounds inside, and their bones were almost crushed.

Even if ordinary people fight, they will have invisible "momentum".

For example, a tough guy with a fierce spirit can definitely surpass a timid rat.

The ever-winning general on the battlefield can still lead his army to kill seven in and seven out even if he faces an enemy that is ten times more than his own.

When his cultivation reaches the realm of Ye Fan and Yun Feiyang, it is even more crucial to the competition for "power" and he will not give in.

The monks use their supernatural powers to bless the great power of heaven and earth, and their power is infinite.

If you go to another level, a peak powerhouse like Emperor Xia who is passing through the ninth level of tribulation can bless the great Xia Dynasty, and the Qingming True Immortal can also bless the fortune of the Yunhai Immortal Sect for thousands of years.

Now, Ye Fan and Yun Feiyang are in conflict with each other, and for a moment they are in a right position, and no one can defeat each other, forming a delicate balance.

In this aura, even the elders of the Yunhai Immortal Sect felt a little depressed and chest tightness.

They never expected that the confrontation between two young juniors could trigger such a situation, which was really awesome for young people.

However, the situation on the field was also in a deadlock.

At the beginning, the two of them made a rush to seize the opportunity.

Now the two seemed to have turned into two stone statues, standing in place, unable to move, and were constantly colliding in the air with invisible air.

In a duel between experts, it is important to take the initiative.

But now, neither Ye Fan nor Yun Feiyang have the confidence to instantly kill his opponent.

Yun Feiyang was afraid of Ye Fan's shocking sword and did not dare to act rashly.

Ye Fan was also afraid that he would still have some trump cards. After all, the Taishang Sect was dormant in the ruins for thousands of years, and I don’t know what treasures he had hidden.

Once you take the lead and get caught by the enemy and fight back, you will fall into a very passive situation and may even lead to a loss.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

Time passes minute by minute.

The confrontation between Ye Fan and Yun Feiyang lasted for a long time, but there was no change. The scene was silent, silent, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

If this trend continues, such a confrontation may continue without limitation.

With the strength of the two of them, they won’t feel tired even if they stand here for a few months.

Suddenly, Ye Fan's eyes shone brightly, and a sense of pride rose from his body, and he whispered loudly: "Yun Feiyang, you are scared, so you stagnate. Choose this conservative method. Since that's the case, let me break the deadlock!"

From a rational perspective, whoever takes action first will invisibly suffer some losses.

But Ye Fan is not an ordinary person. He has more demands on himself and is never willing to be the king and dominate the Tianshu Star.

His goal is to become the supreme immortal, then kill the holy land Shuiyue Palace, and rescue Chu Mengyao.

Yun Feiyang in front of him is certainly a powerful enemy, but for Ye Fan, it is also a whetstone.

Ye Fan oppressed himself and constantly put pressure on himself, entering this state of life and death, in order to stimulate the potential in his body.

There are many geniuses in this world, but there are very few ruthless people like Ye Fan who use life and death to temper themselves.

No one can succeed casually!

Along the way, the reason why Ye Fan was able to stand out in the world was not only the help of Mr. Wei, but also his own efforts!

If someone else could get the blessing of Mr. Wei's divine power, he would probably be arrogant and greedy for enjoyment. He would have been arrogance on the earth for a long time and would not pursue the supreme realm like Ye Fan.

"The brave sword cuts the Tiangang!"

Ye Fan held the Wuxiang Sword in his hand and stabbed it out with a sword. The red sword aura was fierce and fierce, carrying the destructive force, pressing towards Yun Feiyang.

The space around him shattered in an instant, and the momentum was extremely large.

At the first moment, Yun Feiyang recognized that this was the sword that just broke the branches of the world's tree, so he naturally did not dare to neglect it.

"Thousand Dragons Kill!"

Yun Feiyang shouted loudly and danced his sword. Hundreds of sword energy burst out, as if it turned into sword dragons, which were the magical powers he had used when he was confronting Jian Wuya before.

However, this is not the end, it is just the beginning.

Yun Feiyang let out a "puff" sound, spitting a mouthful of blood on the sword, shouting:

"I recommend the Dragon Platform with my blood, three thousand killing ways and three thousand swords!"

The sword absorbed his essence and blood and burst out with a charming red light. The thousands of stegosauruses storm around were actually swallowed by the sword.

"Swish!"

Immediately afterwards, dazzling light illuminated the sky.

A larger number of sword energy burst out from the long sword than before, which was extremely condensed, like a blood sword, covering the sky and the sun, hovering in the air like a forest, forming a sword formation, pointing at Ye Fan from afar.

These blood swords are condensed from Yun Feiyang's internal strength, with murderous aura and blood light floating, as if turning this place into a Shura hell.

Seeing the magical powers used by Yun Feiyang, all the monks in the valley were shocked. After Yun Feiyang's blood blessing, the power of these blood swords was several times stronger than before, and the number also turned into three thousand giants.

If such a terrifying sword rain was placed on the battlefield, it would instantly annihilate millions of troops and the city would be razed to the ground.

"cut!"

Yun Feiyang was covered with three thousand blood-colored sword lights like clouds, shaking the air and sweeping over, instantly submerging Ye Fan in the air.

"Clang clang clang clang clang clang clang!"

Faced with this level of attack, Ye Fan's protective energy was quickly broken.

However, the blood swords bombarded him, and sparks splattered everywhere, causing no damage.

Ye Fan's body has undergone repeated tempering and reshaping, becoming perfect, extremely powerful, comparable to the top-grade divine weapon of the heavenly level.

Although these blood swords are fierce, they still cannot cause any harm to him.

"hiss!"

Seeing this scene, many disciples in the valley couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning, their bodies were trembling as if they were electrocuted, and they couldn't believe their eyes.

They never expected that Ye Fan's body would be so strong!

In the distance, Yun Feiyang was also anxious, and Ye Fan's power was completely beyond his expectations.

He half-squinted his eyes, burst out with a cold light like a blade, pinching the sword technique in his hand, and murderous intent on his body was like a sea, and he spoke:

"Three thousand killing paths and three thousand swords - a group of dragons danced randomly!"

As soon as the words were finished, the blood swords seemed to turn into blood-colored evil dragons, spreading their teeth and claws, causing trouble to the world and turning the world into ruins.

These rasping blood swords are even more powerful. Even a single sword can make the tribulation-transferring powerhouses extremely afraid, let alone the three thousand swords are stacked together.

All the blood swords drew strange trajectories in the air, as if they were intertwined a net of heaven and earth, covering Ye Fan.

Even from a distance, other monks can feel the ultimate killing intention.

"Even the gods and Buddhas in the sky can't trap me, let alone this mere sword formation!"

"Break it to me!"

Ye Fan let out a roar that shook the sky and earth, his morale was like a rainbow, and his surging internal strength was injected into the Wuxiang Sword, and the red sword energy became stronger and stronger.

"Click!Click!Click..."

The blood sword swept from all directions and could not touch Ye Fan at all. It had been broken by the sword aura and turned into nothingness.

At this moment, Ye Fan seemed to have transformed into a dragon-slaying warrior.

It is majestic and unstoppable.

One sword to wipe out three thousand angry dragons!

......

In just a few breaths, the blood sword that had just covered the sky and the sun quickly dissipated and turned into nothingness.

"not good!"

Yun Feiyang's face changed drastically, but he had no time to think about it because Ye Fan had already killed him.

"By the void and control the wind!"

Yun Feiyang's figure quickly faded, as if it turned into a breeze, wandering between heaven and earth.

?On the Void and the Wind", this is another top-grade magical power in the sky. It has been inherited from ancient times and is better than Ye Fan's "Moving the Shadow and Changing the Shadow".

"See!"

But the next moment, a harsh tear still rang throughout the audience.

A few seconds later, Yun Feiyang's figure appeared a hundred meters away, no longer as proud as before, and looked extremely embarrassed.

His clothes were torn apart, and a blood mark appeared on his chest. Although it was not deep and it was not considered a serious injury, if his speed had slowed down for a moment just now, it would not be as simple as a minor injury!
To be continued...