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On the Broken Dragon Stage.

The battle between Yang Fan and Ximen Piaoxue was extremely cruel and endless, and between the two demons, one person must fall.

One is the first demon in ancient and modern times, with an unparalleled battle body and invincible defense, and the other is the first sword cultivator of the young generation, who has obtained the true inheritance of the sword god Ye Gugu, the lord of the Sword God Villa, with invincible sword intent and sweeping everything.

However, in this pinnacle duel, it was Yang Fan who had the absolute upper hand, and that flesh shell was simply not like what humans could have, even with the unparalleled sword path of Ximen Drifting Snow, it was difficult to tear through its defenses.

At the last moment, Ximen Piaoxue finally gained insight into Yang Fan's "weakness", and did not hesitate to lose a lot of vitality, and directly sacrificed his natal sword qi to attack Yang Fan's sea consciousness soul.

But fortunately, he "won the bet", as he expected, the spirit was really Yang Fanzhi's "weakness" , and even its divine soul can be said to be extremely weak, I am afraid that it is more inferior than ordinary emperors, almost no resistance, his thousands, as thin as a gossamer natal sword qi, has successfully entered Yang Fan's sea of knowledge, occupied Yang Fan's sea of knowledge, in an instant, Yang Fan's life and death are completely in his hands, as long as he is willing, a thought, can crush Yang Fan's sea of knowledge, crush his head, so that he has no place to be buried!!

"Little brute, kneel down for me!!" At this moment, Ximen Piaoxue is like the godless king who has mastered everything, dominating the world, overlooking Yang Fan, completely grasping and crushing, "Little brute, how do you say this seat should concoct you?"

Just detonate the sword qi directly and kill this little beast, it will inevitably be too cheap for this little beast, dare to kill Feixue in a frenzy, if you don't let this little beast know, what is called not being able to survive, not being able to die, how to be worthy of the thousands of years of brotherhood between yourself and Feixue.

Between words.

Skinning, cramping, boning....... All kinds of cruel punishments flashed back and forth in Simon Piaoxue's mind.

What kind of torture should be used?

MD, think about what to do so much, and come all over again, with the physique of this little beast, I don't think I will be able to kill his dog.

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Eight Holy Land Camps.

"Okay, good, little brute, you also have today, Simon Xian's nephew, you must not let go of that little brute easily. "The True Dragon Holy Lord gritted his teeth, the True Dragon Immortal and Bai Chen, they are both the top demonic geniuses of the young generation, and they are all expected to be promoted to the realm of quasi-emperors in the future, and they are the core of their True Dragon Holy Land.

"Good, good, good, good, Drifting Snow, that's it, humiliate the little brute so that he knows what regret !! Sword God Ye Gujie said three good words in a row, his face was distorted, like an evil ghost, compared to the True Dragon Holy Lord, his hatred for Yang Fan was more than that, don't look at this session of the Hundred Sects Tianjiao Battle, their Sword God Villa, there was a sword god, four sword immortals, and five top demons, but this just coincided with the world of great controversy, and there was a blowout of talents, and it was replaced in other eras, tens of thousands of years, or even hundreds of thousands of years, and there may not be one.

Now that three people have been lost at once, this loss is a big one.

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The Holy Pole Sect camp.

"Damn, this brute, how dare you !! like this"

"Bastard, Simon Piaoxue, you can't die well!!"

"Roar, it's too much to deceive! It's really too much to deceive people!!

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Yue Tianpeng and the others had blood spurting blood in their eyes, their livers and gallbladders were split, one by one they were like beasts that were completely enraged, they wanted to eat people, and they couldn't kill people too much, Yang Fan had already been defeated, why did they torture him so much, in the final analysis, Yang Fan killed Ximen Feixue and others, everything was forced by the situation.

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Participate in the heavenly pride seat.

"It's all like this, you can still make that Ximen Piaoxue turn defeat into victory, this little beast is completely stupid for refining the body, even the brain, it's all muscles! Knowing that your soul is not good, your mother's won't prepare a few divine soul treasures!!" True Dragon Saint Son True Dragon Wushuang directly scolded Yang Fan in his heart, he hated Yang Fan, he couldn't wait to eat his flesh and drink his blood, but he hoped to be able to pluck the dog head of this little beast with his own hands, 350 billion, that is a full 350 billion points, all of this should be this seat, now it's good, it's all cheap Ximen Piaoxue's bastard.

Moreover, there is a great terror in life and death, after this life and death tempering, Ximen Piaoxue's state of mind will inevitably transform, and the sword path will definitely be brave and diligent, so that even if he wants to win against this Ximen Piaoxue, I am afraid it is difficult to say.

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On the Broken Dragon Stage.

Suddenly, Ximen Piaoxue's sword eyebrows were furrowed, and he said angrily, "Little beast, don't kneel down for this seat yet." If you don't see the coffin, you won't shed tears, so I'll teach you a little brute a lesson, so that you can understand what it means to be a human knife and a fish and a fish!!"

The next moment........

"Boom ........"

Ximen Piaoxue's mind turned, and directly triggered part of the natal lesson, ready to give Yang Fan a little color to see, so that he knew that what he said just now was not bragging to him, forced, his life and death were completely in his own thoughts.

However, a breath passed.

Yang Fan still stood quietly in place, up and down, without the slightest discomfort.

"How....... How is it possible, you ....... How can you be fine......." Ximen Piaoxue's face changed suddenly, and he looked at Yang Fan's gaze, as if looking at a legendary ghost, although this time, it was just to teach Yang Fan a lesson, and it did not completely detonate the massive sword qi in his sea of consciousness, but it was enough to severely damage Yang Fan's soul and make his head split, and the seven orifices were bleeding.

"Self-righteous white~ idiot......." Yang Fan pursed his lips disdainfully and said, "Who told you that the soul is my shortcoming?"

"Impossible! This is impossible! A person's energy is limited, only by being proficient in one can he go further on the road of martial arts, you are invincible in the flesh, you must be the way of refining the body and cultivating the body, and you are negligent in the power of the divine soul......." Ximen Piaoxue's eyes glared angrily, and he denied again and again, it is not that there are no martial artists who take into account everything, but balanced development often means mediocrity, thinking about these demons and gods, which one is not specialized in cultivating one, so that there are today's achievements, as for other shortcomings, they can be made up for with the help of the power of magic weapons, but he did not feel a trace of the breath of the soul treasure in Yang Fan's body at all.

"A real genius, how can a waste like you understand!!" Yang Fan smiled contemptuously, people's energy is limited, only if they are good at one, they can go further on the road of martial arts?

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it........" Simon Piaoxue erupted in a heart-rending scream.

The next moment.......

I couldn't care about any torture or not torturing Yang Fan, and with a move in my heart, I detonated Yang Fan's natal sword qi in the sea with all my might.

"Natal Sword Qi, give me a blast! Burst! Burst, ........."

"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", ........

The natal sword qi that was dense in Yang Fan's sea of knowledge like a sea of sword qi exploded completely under the control of Ximen Piaoxue, and exploded wildly in Yang Fan's sea of knowledge.

However, it is obvious that there is still no use for birds, with Yang Fan's terrifying divine soul power, Ximen Piaoxue's offensive at most makes Yang Fan feel like he has been bitten by mosquitoes.

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At the same time, there was a brief dead silence in the quadripartite stands.

The expressions on the faces of every martial artist watching the battle were completely stiffened, and their thinking seemed to stop all at once.

Including the Emperor Shang Tianxun, no one could accept all this in front of him.

With Ximen Piaoxue's cultivation strength, once it is completely detonated by its natal sword qi in the sea of knowledge, except for them, the high-ranking quasi-emperor supreme, the rest of the people, including the top invincible emperor like Yue Tianpeng, are often immortal, and they have to become white~ idiot.

Unless Yang Fan's divine soul power has reached the Quasi-Emperor Supreme level, but is this possible?

Cultivation is good cultivation, and it is difficult for the soul to rise, this is not just talking.

Even a peerless demon like the True Martial Saint Son has enough combat power to crush many invincible emperors, but in terms of the power of the divine soul alone, it is often not much stronger than the top emperors of the same realm.

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The Holy Pole Sect camp.

"God bless, God bless......." Yue Tianpeng and the others were so shocked that they couldn't say anything else except God bless, they could only go up and down in life, it was really too exciting and too exciting, and some true disciples who had almost had a poor psychological endurance had even fainted with excitement.

On the contrary, Luo Jiahui's third daughter pursed her lips disdainfully, and muttered, I told you a long time ago that my cousin Yang Fan (junior brother, master) is the strongest, you guys, you are just blindly worried, how could a little Ximen Piaoxue hurt my cousin Yang Fan (junior brother, master).

The old faces of Yue Tianpeng and the others who said it bluntly were red, and they were really embarrassed to be thrown home, and there were not a few little girls who could see it thoroughly.

That's when ........

On the Broken Dragon Stage.

Yang Fan moved his neck, and a sinister smile crossed the corner of his mouth, "Okay, I've been tossing with you for so long, it's my turn." ”

The next moment.........

"Boom ........"

A round of devouring black holes suddenly flashed in Yang Fan's boundless sea of consciousness.

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The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: Thanks to the reward of a pot of wine, there are sixty flowers, and there will be a third watch tonight.