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Chapter 1780 Battle of the Grandmasters

"Senior brother, why are you talking nonsense to him?"

"This guy is sharp-tongued and arrogant."

"Only sword and blood can make him surrender!"

"Junior brother, I will kill him now and avenge my senior brother!"

When Ye Fan shouted coldly, Shi Ye Longyi behind him was obviously no longer patient.

He held a long sword in his hand, stepped on the ground, and rose up.

Just a thundering sound~

Green light swept across the sky, and sword lights filled the sky.

Shi Yelong had already slashed Ye Fan with a sharp sword.

The speed is as fast as lightning.

"Master, be careful~"

Seeing the attack from Ishino Ryuichi's moment, Suzumiya Eiyue was shocked and subconsciously shouted.

However, facing the sword energy of the lunar sword, Ye Fan was not afraid or afraid.

Under the river of heaven, he stood with his hands behind his back.

It was not until the sword light reached in front of him that Ye Fan's right hand had poked out.

He reached out and grabbed it suddenly towards the void ahead.

"Um?"

"What does this guy want to do?"

"Could he want to catch the sword with empty hands?"

"I really don't know how high the sky is!"

Everyone smiled grimly.

When Shi Yelong looked at Ye Fan, he looked at him as if he was looking at an idiot.

I just felt that Ye Fan was overestimating his ability to hit the stone with his eggs.

However, just as everyone was sneering, Ye Fan saw his outstretched hand grabbing the air.

The sharp sword energy that Shi Yelong used to exert was like entering a mud and could no longer move forward.

Finally, Ye Fan bounced his fingers and the fierce attack was directly bounced back by Ye Fan.

Puff~

Shi Yelong could not dodge, and the sword energy immediately cut a rugged wound on his chest.

The bright red blood immediately overflowed.

What?

"It actually bounced back?"

Everyone was shocked when they saw this.

Masami Nakai, one of the three palace masters of the Sword God Palace, ran over and supported Ishino Ryuichi.

"Rongyi, are you okay?" Nakai Masami asked worriedly.

Shi Yelong spitted out blood from the corner of his mouth, his old face turned pale, and waved his hand and said, "I'm fine."

"I'm careless."

"However, this guy is a bit weird, not as unbearable as we had imagined before."

"It seems that Mo Wuya's defeat is not luck."

Ishinolong said in a deep voice.

Before, Wangyuehe kept saying that he had been injured by Ye Fan's trick and was injured by him.

Therefore, Shi Ye Longyi and others did not pay much attention to Ye Fan's strength.

However, after a brief encounter, Ishino Ryuichi was undoubtedly beginning to become serious.

"Senior brother, let's join forces."

"The three of us worked together to kill this son with the power of thunder."

"Can't waste time with him anymore."

"Our dignified Sword God Palace was actually killed by a junior. If this continues, the people in the world will not be laughed at by everyone?"

If Ishino Ryuichi knew that if he fought alone, he would be difficult to deal with Ye Fan.

To be on the safe side, I suggested that the three palace masters work together to take action.

Wangyuehe has already experienced Ye Fan's power, so he naturally will not reject this suggestion.

He nodded immediately: "Okay, let's work together to kill him!"

Boom ~

The moment the words fell, the power of the three of them exploded.

Immediately afterwards, the sword was unscathed, and the buzzing sound was endless.

"Aoki Sword Intent!"

....

"Shiye Sword Art!"

.....

"Hidden Kill!"

With a low shout, three fierce attacks swept out.

The three men from Wangyue River surrounded Ye Fan in the form of half a moon.
Chapter completed!
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