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On the Broken Dragon Stage.

The battle between Yang Fan and the little sword god Ximen Drifting Snow, it was really ups and downs, and the high dynasty was continuous, I thought that the Ximen Drifting Snow and a sword Ragnarok would completely bury Yang Fan, the first demon in ancient and modern times, but I never expected that Yang Fan's flesh shell was so perverted~ Shape, with the sharpness of the immortal Hades Sword, coupled with the power of Ximen Drifting Snow, it was impossible to break Yang Fan's defense, metamorphosity! It was really too perverted~ This defense, some juvenile beasts were just like this.

Just when everyone thought that there was no suspense about the outcome of the victory, the defeat of Ximen Piaoxue was decided, after all, even Yang Fan's defense could not be broken, so how could he defeat Yang Fan.

The mutation rose sharply, but he saw Ximen Piaoxue sneering, "Little beast, if you can force me to use this trick, you can also look at it under Jiuquan!!

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"What? Is there anything else that is hidden in this Ximen drifting snow?"

"It seems that there is still suspense in this battle!!"

"Okay, good, good, that's interesting!!"

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In an instant, the Quartet martial artists were boiling, and the atmosphere that had been a little sluggish was swept away at once, and they all widened their eyes, afraid that they would miss a trace of detail.

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On the Broken Dragon Stage.

"Die! Natal Sword Qi, Kill the Divine Soul !!"

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

The immortal sword qi that was fine and dense, as thick as a cow's hair, burst out from the pores of Ximen Piaoxue's whole body, bursting out~ and strangled towards Yang Fan.

These sword qi seem to have little power at all, soft ~ weak, just like the pine needles that fall down by the wind, without any lethality.

However, Yang Fan suddenly felt that his superior magic weapon was superior to the defensive power, as if it was completely undefended, and it couldn't stop the fine and dense immortal sword qi at all, and easily, that wisp of sword qi seeped into his skin and strangled towards his divine soul.

"Poof!", "Poof!", "Poof!", "Poof!........

It seemed that every sword qi was forcibly pulling Yang Fan's divine soul.

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Quad stands.

"Damn, this is Simon Piaoxue!!'s killer feature?

"It's been a long time, it's just playing tricks, just this soft ~ Mianmian offensive, who can be killed!!"

"I've been looking forward to it for a long time, and sure enough, this Ximen Piaoxue is just sharp-tongued, and it's completely unreliable!!"

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The disappointment on the faces of countless warriors, what is called the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment, nothing more than this.

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However, the Eight Holy Land camps.

The sword god Ye Gujie was not surprised, and stood up from his seat suddenly, "Okay! good!!! Okay!

"Being able to find the weakness of Yang Fan'er in such a short period of time, Brother Lonely, Ximen Xian's nephew is amazing!!" The Holy Lord of Jiuyang pinched his chin lightly, and said with a smile, looking at Yang Fan's gaze on the Broken Dragon Platform is like looking at a dead person, a physical cultivator, and the flesh ~ body is invincible, but the soul is often their shortcoming, although Yang Fan is not a simple physical cultivation, but his cultivation is there, only a top king, no matter how the combat power is against the sky, his soul is not as condensed as the real top emperor after all.

"Little brute, it's time for you to die!!"

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The Holy Pole Sect camp.

Yue Tianpeng's complexion changed suddenly, damn it, why didn't he think of this, the divine soul is the foundation of a person, once the divine soul falls, even if the flesh shell is unharmed, there is only one death.

At this moment, Yue Tianpeng was extremely remorseful, regretting that he did not equip Yang Fan with a top-grade Divine Soul Defense Magic Weapon, although the top-grade Divine Soul Defense Magic Weapon was extremely rare, that is, many Nine-Rank Great Sects may not be able to come up with one, but with the background of the Holy Extreme Sect, there are still one or two pieces.

It's a pity that it's all over now!!

"God forbid, Yang Fan, you must hold on......."

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On the Broken Dragon Stage.

"Little beast, if you can die under my natal sword qi, you can be regarded as a well-deserved death!!" Ximen Piaoxue condescendingly overlooked Yang Fan, like a god who had mastered everything, but his complexion was a little unsightly, white and a little scary, the natal sword qi was different from those ordinary sword qi, on top of every wisp of sword qi, there was a condensation of part of the essence of Ximen Piaoxue, and at this moment, that natal sword qi was more than thousands, even a top sword emperor like Ximen Piaoxue was a little unable to support it.

This is the method of killing a thousand enemies and losing eight hundred, even if this battle can be won, Ximen Piaoxue will definitely be greatly injured, and afterwards, it must be a period of rest to recover.

And this move, although fierce, directly ignores the defense of the flesh shell and kills the opponent's soul, but the disadvantages are also not small, once the opponent's soul is strong enough, directly strangle his natal sword qi, and wait for Ximen to drift snow, the light will be a heavy blow to the soul, the origin will be damaged, and the heavy will directly become an innocent ~ idiot.

Unless you have to, you have no choice but to do it, ordinary sword cultivation will not release your natal sword qi like this, this is really a desperate killing move that is either you die or I die.

However, at this time, Ximen Piaoxue had obviously been forced to a dead end by Yang Fan, and he killed a sword, but he couldn't even break Yang Fan's defense, and he continued, and the only thing waiting for him was to be beaten to death by Yang Fan on the Broken Dragon Platform, which became Yang Fan's advanced nourishment.

Of course, Ximen Piaoxue never thought that he would lose, his own sword would definitely be able to strangle Yang Fan's soul in one fell swoop, a person's energy is limited, even if he is a seed demon, it is just a refinement, since Yang Fan has such a rebellious physique, in the past, he must have focused on boiling his physique, and his soul power must be very weak, far less than his flesh shell.

"Hmm, do you want to kill my soul directly?" Yang Fan's pupils were deep, and a deep disdain flashed, this Ximen Piaoxue Ruyi played well, and his general physical cultivation was really possible for his way, but unfortunately he chose the wrong object, the little master's devouring heaven and earth~ The law of the anti-sky, is it something that you, the turtle grandson, can imagine?

Other martial artists, even if they comprehend the way of devouring and master the mystery of devouring, they are often able to devour the true essence of other people's flesh and blood, and cultivate their mana, but they can even devour the spiritual power of their divine souls directly, and at this moment, the horror of their own divine soul power is no worse than that of many quasi-emperor supremes.

If you want to directly attack your own sea of consciousness and kill your own divine soul, not to mention a top-level sword emperor like Ximen Piaoxue, even those quasi-emperor supremes who specialize in divine soul attacks may not be able to do it.

The next moment........

Yang Fan fortunately gave up all defenses, and let the natal sword qi like a tide completely wrap himself and infiltrate his skin, and then, through his own blood, poured ~ into his own sea of consciousness, and let it go straight ~ to smash Huanglong.

As the saying goes, it's easy to get in, but it's hard to get out.

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Between breaths.

There are countless natal sword qi, pouring ~ into Yang Fan's sea of knowledge, rolling like a tide, in Yang Fan's sea of knowledge, forming a terrifying world of sword qi.

At this moment, Ximen Piaoxue, whose face was as white as paper, finally breathed a sigh of relief, the arrogance he just said, as if Yang Fan was already in a catastrophe, but in his heart, there was still a trace of apprehension, the soul was weak, and there was no way to make up for it, as long as he had a superb divine soul defense magic weapon, his natal sword qi might not be able to go straight in an instant~ Pound Huanglong, and the Holy Pole Sect was once a martial arts holy land, and this bit of background is still there.

Well, now the dust has settled.

The next moment........

Ximen Piaoxue laughed wildly, and there was a great revenge in his voice.

"Hahaha........ Now, your sea of consciousness is completely under the control of this seat, and this seat can strangle your soul and collapse your sea of consciousness with just one thought, hahaha........"

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"It's over! It's all over!!"

"God, why are you so cruel, you just gave us hope, and you want to kill it so cruelly!!"

"What kind of evil has our Holy Extreme Sect done, God you want to treat us like this, woo woo woo ........"

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The Holy Extreme Sect was full of wails, and endless despair completely enveloped their hearts, and many people were even more completely devastated, and they became compassionate.

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"It turned out to be a divine soul attack, directly killing Yang Fan's divine soul, and I underestimated Ximen Piaoxue. ”

"Now that the natal sword qi has all invaded the sea of knowledge, the magpie's nest dove occupies it, and Yang Fan's life and death are completely under the control of Ximen Piaoxue!!"

"A top-level sword emperor like Ximen Piaoxue, his natal sword qi, as long as there is a trace of entering the opponent's sea of knowledge, he can almost abolish the other party, not to mention a massive amount of natal sword qi, he is dead! This Yang Fan is definitely dead!!"

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At this moment, countless warriors from all directions finally reacted, Ximen Piaoxue was not at all as they imagined, but really had the power to turn the tables, and even successfully turned the tables, at this moment, Yang Fan's life and death were completely between the thoughts of Ximen Piaoxue.

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

Ximen Piaoxue's voice suddenly became cold, and he said, "Little beast, kneel down for me!!"

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The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: Seven flowers, it shouldn't be so difficult, sixty flowers, Xiaoyao will add more again.