Liang Yun's heart sank.
Seeing the sudden sword intent, I immediately understood that this young Taoist priest had no intention of letting him leave alive from the beginning.
but.
Why didn't Liang Yun think so?
Since he didn't intend to let the opponent go, he naturally used all his strength to attack.
The sword intent that blew in his face like a breeze seemed light and airy, but it made Liang Yun's scalp numb, and he almost instinctively crushed the life-saving talisman hidden in his sleeve.
"Pfft"
A light green barrier appeared out of thin air, but was chopped into pieces by the sword intent of the breeze in the next moment.
Taking this opportunity, Liang Yun quickly retreated, watching the talisman barrier shatter instantly, with a trace of cold sweat on his forehead.
If he hadn't always had a life-saving talisman hidden in his sleeve, if he hadn't been on alert all the time, this sword would definitely have severely injured him!
This little Taoist priest.
It’s really insidious and cunning!
And the other side.
The penetrating black light that the crutch turned into was also very amazing, and it instantly came to Ye Fan's eyebrows like a black snake.
It seems like he wants to enter the sea of consciousness!
Ye Fan's face condensed, this black light was actually a spiritual attack, and it exuded an uncomfortable evil aura.
This seems to be a divine curse.
Once it is contaminated, the sea of consciousness will be corroded by this dirty thing, and the consequences will be disastrous.
Ye Fan held his breath and kept silent at the mourning platform, while calling out the soul-suppressing umbrella.
The moment the umbrella opened, the sinister black light suddenly trembled, giving up the attack and trying to escape.
Ye Fan's eyes lit up.
The spirit of this magic weapon actually has intelligence, it is a spiritual treasure!
Unfortunately, the escape time was too late and the movement was too slow. The moment the soul-suppressing umbrella was opened, the space was stagnant.
That wisp of black light was like an earthworm, struggling and twisting in the stagnant space, but everything was in vain.
"Wow!"
As the soul-suppressing umbrella closes.
Ye Fan felt that ray of black light, which turned into a very inconspicuous black finger bone, and he didn't know what kind of creature it was.
Obviously, this is the true nature of this spiritual treasure, and the previous crutch was just a disguise.
"Shu Zi, you dare!"
Seeing the Lingbao being taken away, Liang Yun almost fainted from anger.
You must know that even a natal magic weapon that has been sacrificed and refined for hundreds of years may not produce spiritual wisdom. Every spiritual treasure is precious.
As a person at the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm, he only had this one spiritual treasure in his body, and he got it by luck. He had killed many targets with this mysterious 'finger bone', but now he was beaten by the little Taoist priest in front of him. Taken away?
This cannot be tolerated!
Liang Yun shouted angrily: "Give me back my spiritual treasure!"
The moment the words fell, the color of the world changed.
The angry Liang Yun no longer concealed the aura of his realm, and the aura of Yuanying's peak perfection enveloped the top of Peony Mountain.
"Boom!"
It rained lightly all day in Donghai City, and the sky that had just stopped for a short time was covered by a thick layer of calamity clouds.
There are countless thunder snakes swimming in the clouds, each one is a thunder snake about ten feet thick, carrying a terrifying pressure that can destroy the heaven and the earth.
"The peak of Nascent Soul..."
Ye Fan's heart sank. He didn't know who this old man was, let alone his purpose of coming here.
But Ye Fan knew that there was absolutely no way to be kind today.
There is only one solution - kill!
Ye Fan tore through the realm chain, and his aura suddenly surged to the early stage of Nascent Soul.
The calamity clouds in the sky rolled more violently, and the howling wind and exploding thunder were like the roar of heaven.
"You are in the early stage of Nascent Soul, but you still dare to take away my spiritual treasure?"
Liang Yun narrowed his eyes: "I didn't want to take action at first, but you broke through my bottom line again and again. Even if the three holy places hold you accountable, I won't be afraid!"
Three holy places?
Ye Fan raised his eyebrows. Listening to the meaning of the old man's words, he seemed to be quite afraid of the three holy places.
Just thinking about it.
The two thunderbolts fell almost at the same time, targeting Liang Yun and Ye Fan.
quick.
too fast.
The calamity thunder was about to arrive in the blink of an eye. Ye Fan and Liang Yun were hit without even reacting, and they spat out a large mouthful of blood.
"???"
Ye Fan and Liang Yun were both confused at the same time.
What's going on? The speed of the thunderstorm's landing seems to be several times faster than before!
Is it an illusion?
No, it's not an illusion.
Ye Fan and Liang Yun both saw the confusion in each other's pupils, and immediately understood that something was wrong with this disaster compared to the past.
"Father Tiandao is angry."
In the ancient jade space, the turtle shell spirit treasure muttered in shock and fear.
Think about it too.
In this law-ending era, the peak of foundation building is the upper limit that Heavenly Dao can tolerate, but there are always people or monsters who deal damage, more than once or twice.
Ye Fan alone jumped almost ten times. Is he really a godly person?
When the emperor was angry, millions of corpses were floating on the ground.
When Heaven is angry, it will not cause death, it will only increase the accuracy of the tribulation thunder 'a little'.
Yes.
Just a little.
But it was at this point that the original possibility of evading became a precise lock.
Fortunately, the brewing speed of the thunderstorm has slowed down.
Before the second calamity thunder fell, Liang Jun reached Ye Fan's side in an instant, stretched out his hand and smashed it with his fist.
Ye Fan didn't dodge, he also clenched his fist and struck forward.
"boom!"
The two fists intersected, and Liang Yun's image of killing the target with one punch did not appear. Instead, he was knocked back ten steps by the unimaginable force, and his entire right arm continued to tremble.
Let’s look at Ye Fan again.
Just seven and a half steps back.
This made Liang Yun's pupils shrink violently, with a face full of disbelief. This body strength comparable to the peak of Yuanying is in the early stage of Yuanying?
How can this be!
You must know that although Liang Yun is a human being, he was lucky enough to take the body-tempering elixir in the demon land, and now he has a body comparable to the demon monks in the same realm, but the little Taoist priest in front of him is actually several points stronger than him. , Liang Yun had some doubts about life for a while.
And Ye Fan was also stunned.
Compared with Su Changqing, his good brother in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, the peak Nascent Soul in front of me feels...not very strong.
Illusion?
At this time, two tribulation thunders lit up the dark night sky one after another, falling from the sky with a loud roar.
Ye Fan didn't hide.
Anyway, it has been accurately targeted by Heaven, so what’s the point of hiding? He simply raised his sword and slashed at Liang Yun.
"madman!"
Liang Yun cursed angrily and hurriedly resisted the calamity while resisting Ye Fan's Qingfeng Sword Intention.
Ye Fan is not afraid of death.
But he is afraid.
He has dozens of beautiful Taoist monks in the Demonic Land, has the status of an elder of the outer sect of Tingyue Tower, and has a monthly salary of one thousand top-quality spiritual stones. If he dies here, everything will be lost!
"Boom!"
Liang Yun made a seal with his hands, and a gilded sacred deer appeared beside him.
This gilded sacred deer let out a mournful cry and cut off its antlers. It was able to block the second thunderbolt and Ye Fan's sword intent for Liang Yun.
Liang Yun ignored his heartache and looked at the unsuspecting Ye Fan, whose body trembled when he was struck by the second thunderbolt.
"good chance!"
Liang Yun narrowed his eyes. As the executioner of Tingyu Tower, what he was best at was seizing opportunities.
At this moment, he used the secret method of burning longevity to break through the air. A large knife exuding an icy coldness slashed at Ye Fan's head. A strange-looking green flame lingered on the blade.
As long as you can take the opportunity to kill Ye Fan, you will have a whole dragon vein, and you will even have the opportunity to step further into the realm of transformation!
Just when Liang Yunchang was thinking about the future, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Because just a moment ago, Ye Fan, who was coughing up blood due to Jie Lei's injury, did not have the fear of dying in his eyes, but sarcasm.
"cut!"
Ye Fan pointed his fingers together like a sword and slashed forward.
