Chapter 532: The Battle of Heaven (7)

On the cliff of the mountain, Ye Bufan and Qin Yingjun fought wildly, fighting and killing, while constantly moving upwards and returning to the top of the mountain.

Back at the top of the mountain, the two did not continue, but gasped for breath, exhausted.

Even if they are super masters, even if they are advanced in cultivation, they are flesh and blood, and when they fight to this point, they are all very tired, and they are seriously injured and keep bleeding.

Ye Bufan pointed to seal the blood and said: "You are very strong, even if you don't have Mo Ye, you are also a fierce opponent of mine." ”

"The same goes for you. Qin Yingjun was sweating profusely, using his internal strength to protect the wound and bleed, "You are the most terrible without weapons." Before I met you, I never thought that anyone could shake Mo Mo with his bare hands. ”

"It's not freehand, I'm just out of the air. If you really want to resist Mo Xie with your bare hands, my hands have been cut off by you. "Ye Bufan is very jealous of Mo Ye, this weapon is so powerful that even the Xuan Yin can't be completely suppressed.

"Anyway, you've got my approval. I now understand why Xuan Xuan abandoned me and chose you. ”

Qin Yingjun said.

"No, you're wrong. Nangong Xuan has never abandoned you, you are wrong. Ye Bufan shook his head, "It's not because I'm strong, Xuan Xuan likes me." If Xuan Xuan likes strong men, then you would have been together without me during this time. ”

Qin Yingjun was stunned, and it seemed that he had never thought about this.

"Nonsense, kill you, Xuanxuan is mine. Qin Yingjun said domineeringly.

"What kind of logic is this. I now understand the reason why you are very good, but Xuan Xuan doesn't like you. I won't hand Xuan Xuan over to you. Qin Yingjun, today, you will definitely be defeated. ”

Ye Bufan said in a deep voice.

"I, Qin Yingjun, won't lose! Absolutely not!" Qin Yingjun roared angrily.

"Come on. ”

Ye Bufan roared, and the dantian in his body condensed his internal force. At this time, neither he nor Qin Yingjun had much internal strength left.

They all knew it was time for a decisive battle. If you continue, you can only lose both. The following move will determine the winner and loser.

"Let you see my last move, this is the supreme secret book of "Qinglian Sword Technique", Sword Fall!"

Qin Yingjun raised the divine sword, and the remaining internal force poured into it, and immediately, the long sword stood up, and a huge sword shadow slashed towards Ye Bufan's head.

This sword contains the destructive artistic conception of a meteorite falling to the earth. A sword out, no return, either you die, or I live.

Ye Bufan also understood that it was time for life and death, and as soon as he put his hands together, he quickly sealed it, which was a rune.

If you know the ancient language, you will recognize that this rune is somewhat similar to the ancient character "Xuan".

"Xuan!"

Ye Bufan used his hand as a seal and typed out the characters.

Xuanyin!

One blow!

There was not much impact, there was not much noise, the two gathered strength and collided with each other.

Kill!

Qin Yingjun's eyes were red.

Ye Bufan was also desperate and desperate. Immediately, both of them couldn't control their power, and with the two of them as the center, the invisible power spread out towards the surroundings.

Bang!

Rocks are splashed and dust is shrouded.

"You're not my opponent, it's me who wins. ”

Qin Yingjun Cui moved the divine sword, wanting to insert the divine sword into Ye Bufan's heart.

Ye Bufan's power burst out, blocking the Excalibur and attacking the other party at the same time.

The strength of the two sides is equal, and neither can help the other.

Time passed second by second, and the two were deadlocked.

If we continue, we will not be able to tell the winner, we will all fall, and at worst, we will all end up together. Ye Bufan said in his heart, if he wanted to win him, he could only take a risk.

After all, Ye Bufan uses his fists and feet, which is more flexible than that of a sword. He suddenly removed the Xuanyin, rolled on the spot, and lay on the ground diagonally towards Qin Yingjun with a palm in the air.

Qin Yingjun also reacted quickly, and at the moment when Ye Bufan put away the Xuan Seal, he also put away his sword qi, but no matter how powerful he used the sword, it was impossible to really be like a person's hands and feet, a beat slower.

This was a slow beat, and what was waiting for Qin Yingjun was a palm.

Burst!

Qin Yingjun vomited blood this time, and the long blood poured out, Ye Bufan used his last strength, kicked under his feet, and rushed up to make up for another punch.

After this punch, Qin Yingjun was still in mid-air again, vomiting blood again, this time even grabbing the hilt of the sword, Mo Ye took off his hand and flew out.

"No!"

Qin Yingjun was unwilling, but he had no choice but to watch Mo Ye fly away, wanting to grab it hard but unable to take it out at all.

In the end, with a bang, Qin Yingjun smashed helplessly into a big pit, rolling down, bleeding all the way.

By this time, he had almost run out of oil, and he didn't even have the strength to protect his body, and the wounds on his body naturally continued to bleed.

At this moment, Qin Yingjun understood that he had lost.

He was invincible, and he lost to Ye Bufan.

Yanjing only lost on the first day.

How so?

Qin Yingjun's heart was like a knife, and he couldn't accept this fact.

Ye Bufan was in a similar state, but he was still able to stand up, walked in front of Qin Yingjun, looked down at this world-famous genius with a pair of eyes, and then, looked up to the sky and roared: "I won, I won!"

Even if it's the Ninety-Nine Supreme, I can still win. Uncle Zhang, do you see, I won.

Ye Bufan's roar came down from the top of the mountain.

"I won, I won!"

Ye Bufan's roar came down from the top of the mountain.

It was very clear, and his voice echoed at the foot of the mountain and spread into the distance, and everyone was stunned.

Dead!

It was a long silence before someone couldn't help but break the peace: "Hey, no, it's Ye Bufan who won." ”

Subsequently, the drone broadcast footage proved the victory. I saw that on the screen, Ye Bufan was standing and Qin Yingjun was lying down.

Yes, it was Ye Bufan who won.

The myth of Yanjing's undefeated talent on the first day came to an end, even if he was holding the Mo Evil Divine Sword, he lost to Ye Bufan.

"It was Ye Bufan who won. ”

Rong Guoxiu was also stunned for a long time before he said.

"Ye Bufan won!"

This sentence came from the crowd like a virus, and there was a commotion.

"No way. ”

Wan Shixiong and Qin Riyue looked embarrassed, and they couldn't believe that they accepted this ending. The genius of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, their Qin family only lost to Ye Bufan on the first day.

"Fantastic, fantastic. Xuanxuan, it was Ye Bufan who won, he is really amazing, you really found a good son-in-law for our family. ”

Even Nangong Tiexin was in a daze for a moment before he came back to his senses and said excitedly.

Nangong Xuan cried with joy, great, Ye Bufan is not dead. What she wants is not Ye Bufan's victory, but Ye Bufan's peace.

Seeing this, Nangong Xuan's eldest brother had a complicated face. Some are happy, and some are lost.

"Boss. ”

"Jinghua, your boss is too awesome. He is a god, no, he is my ancestor, I must be his little brother!"

Offstage, Jia Jinghua and Li Baoqiang were so excited that the boss won.

That Zhong Fat Man was even more excited than them, his face was flushed, and he said that he wanted Ye Bufan to accept him as a junior brother, even if Ye Bufan smashed the pot and sold iron in the future, he would swear to follow him.

"Good guy, if you are a master of art, it is no wonder that you dare to accept Qin Yingjun's challenge. Yan Chengshu was also stunned when he heard this, and then laughed.

"Big brother, third brother lost. What should I do? Ye Bufan will not kill the third brother. ”

Qin Shiya's face turned white, and her heart rose to her throat.

"I don't know. Qin Chuanyun's heart was blank, his third brother lost, and that invincible genius would actually lose to Ye Bufan.

"No, no, my idol actually lost. The expression on Yan Zhengliang's face stiffened, and until now he and many Qin fans didn't want to believe it.

"Ye Bufan won, it's such a terrible cultivation. Even Qin Yingjun also lost to Ye Bufan with Mo Ye in his hand, no wonder you are Zhao Yeji's friend. Zhao Tanshu's face was also full of shock.

"Master, Qin Yingjun lost, and the Ninety-Nine Supreme Destiny actually lost to the King of Doom, it doesn't make sense. Could it be that there is something wrong with the "Heavenly Machine Dao" on it?" Dong Yan was dumbfounded and muttered.

""Heavenly Machine Dao" can't be wrong, it's the martial king who is powerful. The expression on the face of the god operator was very complicated, a little shocked, and a little calm, "Martial King, Martial King." You have indeed cultivated a great talent, obviously the same as you are the king of bad luck, but the three calamities, six tribulations and nine illnesses have defeated Qin Yingjun. ”

"How so?"

Teng Jiao gritted his teeth, his face twisted.

"Well, maybe it's fate. Heaven is the way of heaven, fate is difficult to disobey, King Wu, in the end, you will also lose. ”

Obviously, Ye Bufan had defeated Qin Yingjun, however, the divine operator still shook his head, thinking that Ye Bufan would lose after all, and it seemed that there was some secret hidden in it.

There are some things that can't be changed. God operator heart way.

"Damn, Qin Yingjun, weren't you invincible in the world in the past, but you lost to this waste. ”

Qin Leshan's eyes were full of hatred, and he clenched his fists.

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