Caught out of control, Ye Fan did not avoid Wu Qingcang's palm.

His clothes were shattered directly, and his perfect body was exposed to the air in a golden ratio.

From Wu Qingcang's palm, a domineering and silence came the aura of domineeringness, as if a deep black hole was enough to annihilate everything.

Ye Fan's face changed drastically, and his figure retreated sharply, widening the distance between him and Wu Qingcang.

However, the great extinction and great terrifying aura were still injected into Ye Fan's body, like a domineering "robber", beginning to rage among his internal organs, his strange meridians and eight veins.

In front of everyone, Ye Fan's chest muscles began to decay at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if they were sucked away by some mysterious force.

Moreover, the declining area is getting bigger and bigger, and it is beginning to spread in all directions.

Seeing this scene, Liu Yiyi in the distance was fading and couldn't help but exclaim: "Master Wu, what did you do to Xiaofan? Stop quickly!"

"snort!"

Wu Qingcang sneered and said, "Miss Liu, even if your father Liu Buyi is not qualified to use me like this, what are you? This kid has already been hit by my husband's power of prosperity. In a blink of an eye, the essence and blood in his body will be completely decayed, the five decays of heaven and man will die, and even the Golden Immortal of Daluo will be difficult to save!"

"At that time, whether it is the divine sword that is enough to trigger thunder or the jade pendant that is enough to withstand the bullets in the forest, they will be my favorite! Ahhahaha..."

At the end, Wu Qingcang let out an unscrupulous laugh, echoing in the entire dense forest.

"Noisy!"

Suddenly, Ye Fan's voice was as cold as the bitter cold wind in Siberia, and it rang in his ears.

When Wu Qingcang heard this, he frowned and immediately turned his head to look at Ye Fan.

After seeing the scene in front of him, the smile on his face instantly frozen, his pupils suddenly contracted, his mouth widened, and his body could swallow his fists, looking like he was a ghost.

Looking from afar, I saw that the originally shriveled muscles in Ye Fan's chest expanded again in an instant, becoming vibrant, completely unaffected by the power of withering and flourishing.

"What happened this...? Even a strong man in the heavenly realm could not resolve my strength of prosperity and prosperity in such a short time. What did you do?!"

Because of extreme surprise, Wu Qingcang's voice became sharp and loud, very harsh.

Hearing this question, Ye Fan's eyes sterned and he said, "Wu Qingcang, the martial arts you practiced are indeed some tricks that caught me off guard, but that's all!"

After just getting hit by that palm, even Ye Fan's Cangtian body could not resist the dead breath.

He immediately used the power of the Azure Dragon, but it was still useless, which was enough to prove that the extraordinaryness of "The Divine Art of Retreatment and Fortune" was considered the top skill in the ancient martial arts world.

If it were someone else, the vitality would have been sucked away, completely reduced to a dry bone, and the Tao would die.

However, Ye Fan is not an ordinary person, but an immortal cultivator.

After exercising the "Kunpeng Swallowing Heaven", the deadly breath that invaded the body was absorbed in an instant and disappeared, and the fatal crisis was easily resolved.

...

"No! Impossible!"

Wu Qingcang roared hysterically, as if crazy.

He never expected that the "Divine Art of Retreatment and Prosperity" that he had spent more than ten years to practice could not even deal with a young man.

He could not accept this fact.

In a rage, Wu Qingcang completely lost his mind and roared: "Boy, I don't believe it! This "Divine Art of Resistance and Rong" is the most mysterious skill in the world. How could you, a guy who is still stinky, resist it?"

"cut!"

Ye Fan curled his lips disdainfully and said, "Wu Qingcang, you are so good at sticking gold to your face! What's so great about the technique that can absorb the enemy's vitality? Playing this kind of trick in front of me is simply like playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dazzling light rose into Ye Fan's dantian.

"Clang!"

A loud sound suddenly sounded, as if some prehistoric beast had broken free from the shackles and escaped.

The next moment, a seven-foot phlegm appeared in front of Ye Fan.

The body of the halberd is pure gold, sacred and brilliant, and is extremely sharp, as if a casual blow can tear the sky and crush the earth.

Even though they were far away, everyone in the field could feel the supreme power contained in the halberd.

Many of the weak Wu family's personal guards were even trembling and their livers were broken, just like humble ants facing the Nine Heavens Divine Dragon, instinctively feeling fearful, and the depths of their souls were trembling, wishing to bow down and surrender immediately.

Wu Jianxing's face changed drastically, and a huge wave was stirred in his heart, so surprised that he could not be more surprised.

He never expected that in addition to the Thunder Tribulation Sword, Ye Fan also had such a magical weapon.

Moreover, this halberd looks much stronger than the Thunder Tribulation Sword, which contains a strong and indelible evil aura. I don’t know how many blood of strong men is contaminated. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a peerless fierce soldier.

...

On the other hand, Wu Qingcang no longer had his previous arrogance, his face showed unprecedented solemnity, and his whole body was tense, as if he was facing a great enemy.

Wu Qingcang opened his mouth slightly, and he was about to say something, but Ye Fan didn't give him a chance at all.

"Swoosh!"

Ye Fan held a halberd and shot out, like an angry dragon, and stabbed directly into Wu Qingcang's face with a destructive force.

The cold light flashed, the halberd light washed, cutting through the sky and tearing the sky.

Even the air around was torn apart, just like a silver bottle breaking out, with ripples and ripples appearing.

At this moment, Ye Fan seemed to have transformed into a war god sweeping across the eight wildernesses and spreading the world, giving people an unstoppable feeling.

In the eyes of others, everything disappeared, leaving only the big halberd, which was about to poke a hole in the sky.

The eptuagint splits the sky and breaks the nine heavens!

It is impossible to describe the domineering and fierceness of this attack in words.

Not to mention the physical body, even a star may collapse and turn into powder.

For a moment, Wu Qingcang's whole body was stiff, as if he was wrapped in invisible chains, and he could not move at all.

A strong death threat is close at hand.

"Ho huh!"

At the critical moment, Wu Qingcang bit his tongue hard, forcing his mind to return to the clear mind, and frantically squeezed the internal strength in the dantian, and moved his body to the right.

"See!"

Even so, the halberd blade of the halberd finally brushed his left arm and drew a wound of more than ten centimeters, dripping blood.

"Honor, are you okay?"

Seeing that he was injured, many of the Wu family's personal guards were extremely nervous.

"It's okay!" Wu Qingcang said in a deep voice.

The wound on his left arm looked extremely terrifying, but it was not too deep and there was no bone.

The power of withering and prosperity he cultivated, in addition to representing the deadly "dry" of silence, also represents the "blessing" of vitality, has extraordinary healing effects, which is enough to heal the wound instantly.

Just as he was about to activate his internal energy, a sudden change occurred.

The halberd in Ye Fan's hand suddenly burst into a charming red light.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Qingcang discovered that a powerful force suddenly appeared in his wound, like a greedy Taotie, crazily absorbing his own vitality.

After a few breaths, his body, which contained strong vitality, suddenly shriveled, and his face was covered with crisscrossing folds and wrinkles. His hair became white and dry, and his straight backbone became hunched, as if he had been aging for decades, and his twilight years old, and his lifelessness was deep.

In the blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed.

If he hadn't been constantly circulating the power of withering and prosperity to resist the mysterious power, he might have been sucked into a human and died on the spot.

quiet!

Deadly silence!

For a moment, the field was silent and the needles could be heard.

"hiss!"

After a long time, the Wu family came to their senses from the shock, couldn't help but suck in the air, stood there in a daze, unable to move, as if the heart was squeezed by an invisible big hand, and it was almost suffocating.

It was really hard for them to imagine that the invincible head of the family in their minds was not only at a disadvantage, but also his life was hanging on the line.

At this time, Ye Fan stood with his halberd, raised his head and chest, looking at Wu Qingcang from afar, his eyes slashed out like a sharp blade, and said sternly:

"Hmph! Wu Qingcang, your power of withering and prosperity is comparable to my Tianlong City Breaking Sphur, and it is not even worth trash! What moves do you have? Just use them!"
Chapter completed!