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Chapter 1250 Fighting


Brush.

When the shield shattered, it exploded, which blew up Dongfang Ye in an instant, and Yang Fan's figure also stayed in mid-air for a while, quickly retreating.

Woohoo.

At this time, the two looked at each other, and the killing intent was soaring, which actually affected the weather of this world, and for a while, dark clouds swept in.

Dongfang Ye's face was solemn, but on the back of his hand, there was an extra trace, this wound was very deep, and the blood slowly flowed down and dripped on the ground, which made Dongfang Ye angry.

He's hurt.

In the late stage of the Golden Immortal Realm, he would be injured in the hands of a kid who was only in the early stage of the Golden Immortal Realm, which was a deep shame for him.

However, what made him most jealous was the black sword, and the lethality displayed by that sword was enough to destroy the powerhouses of the late stage of the Golden Immortal Realm.

"The power of weapons, what kind of ability, there is a kind of fighting with me with bare hands."

Dongfang Ye was very jealous of this fairy sword, with this fairy sword in his hand, and Yang Fan realized the sword heart, which made him not an opponent at all.

In anger, this sentence was uttered.

However, as soon as Dongfang Ye's words came out, not only did the other people from the Oriental Temple look at him with a strange look, but even Yang Fan looked at Dongfang Ye with a different look and sneered.

"Fight with bare hands" Yang Fan looked at Dongfang Ye with a playful expression: "Your realm is two more realms than mine, not to mention bullying the small, and even let me fight with you with my bare hands, I really don't know how you are so cheeky." ” In the face of Yang Fan's ridicule, Dongfang Ye's face was gloomy, and his dignified realm in the late stage of the Golden Immortal Realm could not help a kid who was only in the early stage of the Golden Immortal Realm, which made him extremely angry.

"You forced me."

Dongfang Ye gritted his teeth and looked at Yang Fan with an angry expression, the killing intent in his eyes seemed to have killed hundreds of thousands of people.

The terrifying aura made many people around take a step back.

However, at this moment, Qianluo Nu's complexion changed slightly.

"Nine Immortal Arts, Crossing a Thousand Souls" Airplanes.

As soon as these immortal techniques came out, it was as if the souls between this heaven and earth had gathered here.

That eerie, cold feeling made all the faces of the people present change.

Whew.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind blowing in this world, and the wind was howling, but there was also a cold chill.

When it blows on people, this chill seems to spread all over the body, and people have to use the immortal qi to resist this cold.

Whining.

However, before everyone could react, there was a whining cry in this space, and that kind of crying was like a ghost crying, and in this crying there was a kind of sonic attack.

Dongfang Ye's hideous face was twisted together, staring at Yang Fan with a fierce face, and said hatefully: "Yang Fan."

Today, you can die on the Thousand Soul Crossing Technique, and you are proud enough. ” "Hiss" As soon as Dongfang Ye's words came out, the faces of the people around him changed drastically, and even Nangong Xia Fu looked at Dongfang Ye with a heavy face.

The Crossing Thousand Souls Technique is a very evil immortal art, and this immortal art is also a top immortal art in the Eastern Temple, and the price to pay for cultivating this immortal art is not something that ordinary people can imagine, and once it is cultivated, this immortal art.

It will become like a person is not a ghost or a ghost.

At the same time, this immortal art is also a forbidden art, because in order to cultivate this immortal art, you must need a human immortal soul.

Taking the immortal souls of other cultivators to cultivate, this will inevitably hurt the heavens.

The performance of this immortal technique made many people frightened, but on the contrary, Qianluo Nu shot towards this oriental night with a pair of eyes full of Buddha light.

Woohoo.

Between breaths, Qianluo Nu came to Yang Fan's face, which made Nangong Xia Fu's face change: "Qianluo Nu."

Come back. ” However, Qianluo Nu did not listen to Nangong Xia Fu's order at all, but stared at Dongfang Ye with a fierce gaze, and the Buddha power in her body was also quietly running.

What she cultivates is Buddha power, and Dongfang Ye uses an evil immortal technique, which is exactly in conflict with Buddhism.

"Why do you want to intervene on the coast of the South China Sea?"

Dongfang Yerin said.

In Dongfang Ye's eyes, with a strong killing intent, if Qianluo Nu really planned to meddle in this matter, he would definitely not let go of this woman, and on this woman's body, he felt an extremely disgusted aura.

At this moment, a palm was placed on the shoulder of Qianluo Nu, and Yang Fan's voice came from behind her: "I don't have the habit of standing behind women. ” The words were closed, Yang Fan stepped out in one step, stood in front of Qianluo Nu, and looked at the eastern night with a smile, those eyes that were as dark as a deep pool, there was no trace of panic and jealousy.

On the contrary, his eyes are like deep pools, bottomless.

"Hehe, since the coast of the South China Sea is meddling, then Brother Dongfang, I'll help you."

At this time, a young man walked out of the Western Xuan Realm, and the young man stood beside Dongfang Ye and looked at Qianluo Nu playfully.

All of a sudden, the four momentum was ready to erupt, as if it could break out into an earth-shattering battle at any time.

"I appreciate your kindness, but I don't need you to deal with him.

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Myself, enough is enough. ” When the words fell, Dongfang Ye's hands changed quickly, and in this piece of heaven and earth, a fairy soul was formed, this fairy soul carried a powerful might, as if it could suppress this piece of heaven and earth, and from that immortal soul, there was also a fierce sword intent.

Under the gathering of Dongfang Ye, this immortal spirit seemed to be about to break through the sky, and that kind of vibration, even if Dongfang Ye controlled it, was a little difficult.

"Whew."

Dongfang Ye gritted his teeth and scolded, the immortal qi in his body was frantically surging towards this immortal soul, and the pitch-black immortal soul released a black mist around it, and that kind of mist seemed to bury this piece of heaven.

The corrosive smell made everyone present take a few steps back.

"Kill."

Rumble.

When the words fell, the immortal soul turned into a black mang, and fiercely pierced towards Yang Fan, this kind of attack can be said to have gathered Dongfang Ye's full strength to strike, and that kind of attack, even the powerhouses of the late stage of the Golden Immortal Realm would be overshadowed.

Not far away, Nangong Xia Fu and the others sighed.

"I'm afraid, I'm going to lose."

In their opinion, Yang Fan's strength was still too weak, and he couldn't compare with Dongfang Ye at all, and the gap between the two realms between them was too big.

This gap in the realm is almost irreparable.

Now, Dongfang Ye is even more full of blows, this blow, even Nangong Shizuka may not be able to block it, you can imagine how terrible this Dongfang Night's angry blow is.

Roar.

The immortal soul seemed to roar angrily, tearing towards Yang Fan, once it was torn apart by the immortal soul, then Yang Fan's body was bound to be torn to pieces in an instant.

Seeing this rolling immortal soul, Yang Fan took a deep breath.

Suddenly, he stood quietly in place, slowly closing his eyes, and when he closed his eyes, he actually removed all the defenses around him.

"This kid, what's the matter, why did people give up the defense of the whole body, did he give up resistance?"

Many people were shocked when they saw Yang Fan's actions.

"It seems that he knows that he is invincible to this Eastern Night, and he is already planning to give up resistance."

"This guy also has some talent, if he dies in the hands of Dongfang Ye like this, it will be a pity, if he can cultivate it well, maybe he can cultivate a young genius."

"Dongfang Ye is a person from the Oriental Temple, Yang Fan killed the second highness of the Oriental Temple, it can be said that he does not share the sky with the Oriental Temple, this time, he will definitely die." “” The voices of discussion fluctuated with each other, and Ouyang, who was not far away, noticed Yang Fan's situation, and his complexion also changed suddenly, but at this time, there was a sound of defeat in the east.

"Fight with me, and dare to be distracted, I think you are killing yourself."

As soon as Dongfang's words fell, he found a flaw in Ouyang and instantly knocked Ouyang away.

Burst.

Caught off guard, Ouyang was defeated by Dongfang, Dongfang was defeated by this palm, quite domineering, ordinary people encountered it, it was enough to die.

Ouyang spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked fiercely at Dongfang's defeat.

"Dongfang is defeated, if you dare to kill him, today, if you fight for your life, you also want your Oriental Temple, and your vitality will be greatly damaged."

Ouyang was also a little angry, and even threatened.

When Dongfang heard this, he laughed: "Yes, just because you still want our Oriental Temple to be greatly damaged, I'm afraid you don't have that ability." ” "Suppress it."

Dongfang was defeated, and the hands were quickly sealed, and one after another complex golden seals were struck, turning into countless rays of light and merging into the void, and then under these countless gazes, this palm was instantly struck.

Rumble.

The terrifying power exploded, and the ground was instantly lifted away, and even the flower of the king not far away was ready to move, as if it had encountered some threat.

"Hmph."

Ouyang gritted his teeth, and he was not hiding his strength at that time, and he burst out towards the east fiercely. meanwhile The black immortal soul also came to Yang Fan's side, and just when the black immortal soul was about to get close to Yang Fan by one meter, Yang Fan suddenly moved.

The black fairy sword in his hand, as if sensing something, a terrifying might, straight into the sky, such a terrifying sword intent, even Dongfang Ye's face changed dramatically at this moment.

"Cut it for me."

Brush.

Suddenly, Yang Fan opened his closed eyes, and when he opened his eyes, his dark eyes burst out with brilliant light, and all the people present were shocked by the terrifying light.

"Heavenly Dao Sword, one sword to cut the sky."

Rumble.

Finally, at this time, a devastating sword aura erupted between heaven and earth. t1706231537: