The pavilion master, who thought that Ye Fan had been killed, was stunned when he saw Ye Fan again, he even thought that he was hallucinating, subconsciously rubbed his eyes, and comforted himself: "Hallucination, this is definitely an illusion, Ye Fan has been killed by me......"

Ye Fan said coldly: "Old Pifu, a few days ago, I was indeed defeated by you, I must admit this, but now I challenge you again, come on, fight three hundred rounds, and see who can have the last laugh." As soon as the words fell, Ye Fan walked towards the pavilion master in the air as if he were walking on the ground.

How could this be true? At that time, the Pavilion Master's full force attack did hit Ye Fan, even the Sect Master of the Zhu Immortal Sect could not resist it, besides, the Pavilion Master did not see Ye Fan escape, and with the Pavilion Master's many years of experience, he still couldn't imagine how Ye Fan escaped.

Soil escape?

Thinking of this word, the pavilion master quickly left it behind, at present, only Dongying's ninja is good at using earth escape, but the ninja's earth escape is said to be good is earth escape, and it is said that it is ugly to be a groundhog, but the burrowing speed is relatively fast.

However, now that the pavilion master can't be allowed to think about it anymore, Ye Fan has already come over.

At a distance of more than ten meters from the pavilion master, Ye Fan stopped and said proudly: "Old horseman, I have to admit that you are the strongest enemy I have encountered, and you do have two hits. Although Ye Fan fled, but now that he thinks of the full force of the pavilion master, Ye Fan is still a little afraid, his strength is too strong, and the strong Ye Fan is a little afraid.

The pavilion master looked at Ye Fan with a heavy face, and did not speak, at this time, the pavilion master's heart was very heavy, and there was a trace of fear in the heaviness, he couldn't imagine how many mysterious methods Ye Fan still had not used, and after disappearing for a few days, Ye Fan reappeared, not injured at all, and full of confidence, does this mean that Ye Fan already has stronger strength?

Suddenly, the pavilion master felt that Ye Fan should not be a person from the martial arts world, but more like a person from that place, a place that existed in legends.

"What's the matter, are you timid?" Ye Fan said coldly.

The pavilion master quickly drew out the bloodthirsty sword, pointed at Ye Fan, and said proudly: "I let you escape a few days ago, this time there is no such a good chance, I don't believe it, my dignified top master of the prefecture level will not be able to kill you." As soon as the words fell, the pavilion master quickly rushed towards Ye Fan, his wrist trembled, and several sword lights flickered, forming pieces of dazzling brilliance, instantly solemnizing Ye Fan.

Ye Fan snorted coldly disdainfully, he didn't mean to dodge at all, he just waved his hand, and scattered Guanghua, and then flipped his palm and slapped it towards the pavilion master, and a vast force appeared out of thin air, colliding with the pavilion master.

In an instant, Ye Fan and the pavilion master retreated at the same time, staggering back several steps before stabilizing their figures, Ye Fan's chest was churning with qi and blood, and his breath was disordered. In comparison, the pavilion master's situation was not much better, Tie Qing blushed, and looked at Ye Fan coldly.

After this hard encounter, Ye Fan probably knew in his heart that Ye Fan, whose strength had reached the middle level of the ground level, was almost the same as the high-level pavilion master of the prefecture level in the competition of internal strength, and he was between the best and the best, but Ye Fan had many means, especially many of the means were beyond the existence of the martial arts world, so Ye Fan thought that he was eighty percent sure of defeating the pavilion master.

Compared with Ye Fan, who was full of confidence, the pavilion master's mood was extremely heavy and extremely shocking, he really couldn't imagine that after just a few days, Ye Fan had grown to such a point, since he could fight him head-on, he would not fall behind.

carelessly, he was too careless, he knew this, he should have carefully checked the battlefield at that time to confirm whether Ye Fan was really killed.

However, there is no regret medicine in this world, of course, there is no need for the pavilion master to regret it, as a top martial arts master, the pavilion master is still very confident.

So the pavilion master raised the bloodthirsty sword again and said in a deep voice: "Ye Fan, the stronger your strength, the more interested I will be." ”

Ye Fan laughed and said, "I suggest that you dig the grave in advance before you start, so as not to have a place to bury yourself after you die." ”

"You'd better think about yourself first. The pavilion master said coldly and rushed towards Ye Fan again.

Ye Fan and the pavilion master, who fought again, as soon as the fight began, the battle entered a white heat, without any fancy moves, and there were no tentative attacks, two black shadows collided and staggered in the air, from the roof of the main hall to the flat ground, and to the steep rock wall, the two people with similar strength fought inseparably.

After more than a hundred rounds of fighting in a row, Ye Fan and the pavilion master, who were in full swing, were a little tired, and their aura fell on the roof of the main hall with a panting, looking at each other coldly, ready to rest for a while, and then start again.

At this time, Ye Fan was very shocked in his heart, he was worthy of being a master who had been famous for a long time, and he had fought more than 100 rounds in a row, and the pavilion master still maintained a strong combat effectiveness.

The pavilion master looked at Ye Fan coldly, feeling a little weak in his heart, thinking that Ye Fan had forcibly improved his strength in just a few days, his strength should not be very stable, and his moves and experience were not in place, but he didn't expect that after more than a hundred rounds, Ye Fan still seemed to be at ease, but it was the pavilion master, and he felt that he was about to be suppressed.

If you continue to fight, the chance of failure is too great, once you fail, it means that Lingyun Pavilion is completely hopeless, and moreover, the pavilion master's cultivation is also completely buried. If the pavilion master works harder, he may be able to reach the heaven level, increase the lifespan of a jiazi, and even reach the legendary innate realm......

After a short period of thought, the pavilion master made a very decisive decision to escape, so he said: "Ye Fan, you have just improved your strength not long ago, it is too unfair for you to continue fighting, it is better to truce for a few days, and after you stabilize your strength, we will fight again." ”

Solid?

Steady and steady, this young master is cultivating the true cultivation method, which is one level higher than you, and his use of power is far beyond yours.

Suddenly, Ye Fan realized that the pavilion master proposed a truce, probably because he wanted to run away, after the battle just now, the scheming pavilion master should have guessed that he was not Ye Fan's opponent, so he wanted to find an excuse to escape, thinking of this, Ye Fan said in a disdainful cold voice: "Pavilion master, don't expect to escape, today is your death." ”

After speaking, Ye Fan took the initiative to make a move, slowly walked towards the pavilion master, slowly raised his right hand, and shouted: "Thunder burst palm." ”

As soon as the words fell, bursts of electric light flashed on Ye Fan's palm, the pavilion master's face sank, and he chose to resist very decisively, if he escaped now, it would be equivalent to exposing his back to Ye Fan, and he could only be beaten passively, so in the face of the big move, the only way was to resist.

The pavilion master flipped his hands, and a majestic true qi swirled between his hands......

Almost at the same time, Ye Fan and the Pavilion Master both played their strongest attacks, Ye Fan hit a little thunderstorm attack and the Pavilion Master's true qi mass collided together, and in an instant, the electric light flashed, the true qi was agitated, with the two of them as the center, a series of explosions erupted around them......

After the smoke and dust dissipated, Ye Fan and the pavilion master were paralyzed on the ground, Ye Fan's mouth was full of blood, the meridians were damaged, his breath was disordered, and he temporarily lost his combat effectiveness, Ye Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said secretly, the pavilion master is so strong, with his profound skills, the attack made Ye Fan feel extremely surprised.

Compared with Ye Fan, the pavilion master's situation is slightly worse, he looks embarrassed, his body is scorched black, his hair is messy, and there is a faint green smoke, it is obvious that he was struck by lightning, and like Ye Fan, the pavilion master also lost his combat effectiveness, sat on the ground, and looked at Ye Fan coldly.

The pavilion master really wanted to catch Ye Fan and ask, how did you become so strong, so young, and so strong in a few days, according to the pavilion master's estimate, if it is a head-on confrontation, in the entire martial arts world, the person who can defeat Ye Fan can be counted in one slap.

The most important thing for the two now is to suppress the injury as soon as possible, recover their combat effectiveness in the shortest possible time, and then kill each other.

In this regard, Ye Fan has an absolute advantage, and after quickly taking a spirit pill, coupled with his super recovery ability, it will take a few minutes at most, and Ye Fan will be able to recover some of his strength.

Seeing Ye Fan take the pill, the pavilion master hurriedly took out a small bottle from his arms, poured out a few pills of different colors, hesitated slightly, and then quickly picked one and swallowed it with a gloomy face.

"Ye Fan, you are dead this time. The pavilion master slowly stood up, staggered towards Ye Fan, carrying a bloodthirsty sword in his hand, in order to kill Ye Fan as soon as possible, the elixir taken by the pavilion master was not to treat internal injuries, but to stimulate people's potential, so that the pavilion master could recover his mobility in a very short time.

In the pavilion master's opinion, this was enough, Ye Fan and he were both seriously injured, even if it was a seven or eight-year-old child, they could kill them.

Walking in front of Ye Fan, the pavilion master put the bloodthirsty sword on Ye Fan's neck, and said coldly: "Ye Fan, to be honest, I admire you very much, at the age of twenty, you can compete with me, your future is limitless, but unfortunately, if you don't want to be used by me, then I can only destroy you." ”

After speaking, the pavilion master swung his bloodthirsty sword and stabbed Ye Fan's neck.

Suddenly, the bloodthirsty sword actually began to resist, directly out of the control of the pavilion master, flew into the air, and then stabbed the pavilion master's abdomen through a graceful curve, and the pavilion master fell to the ground on the spot.

Ye Fan slowly stood up, looked at the stunned pavilion master, and said, "You forgot an important thing, you didn't erase the divine consciousness on the bloodthirsty sword, by the way, you don't know what divine consciousness is at all." ”

"What kind of method did you use to actually control the sword?" the pavilion master looked at Ye Fan in horror.

Ye Fan put away the bloodthirsty sword, and then beckoned again, and the soul chasing nail hidden in the pavilion master's body flew into Ye Fan's hand, and then Ye Fan said, "I want to know why? Hades will tell you." ”

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