"Whoosh!"

Yang Yifan's words fell, and his body swept away like lightning!

Although he was repelled by the ancient soul's palm for hundreds of meters, and the corners of his mouth were overflowing with blood, but because of this, Yang Yifan's battle intent became even stronger!

Yang Yifan has always been crazy, especially when fighting!

He was never afraid of getting hurt, only of despair!

What is despair?

It's despair if you can't even fight!

And now, when Yang Yifan sensed from this encounter that the strength of the ancient soul could not kill him in seconds, the battle factor and the crazy side in his bones were completely stimulated!

He didn't retreat, but advanced, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed to the side of the ancient soul!

Breeze swordsmanship! The sword goes with the wind!

Breeze swordsmanship! Remnant Wind Sword Shadow!

Breeze swordsmanship! The wind and clouds are tornailing!

In just an instant, Yang Yifan directly cut out all the three styles of Qingfeng swordsmanship, and today, his perception of Qingfeng swordsmanship has long been incomparable, these three moves are swinged, and the powerful sword qi appears like a violent wind, the color of the sky and the earth change, the wind and clouds change, and countless sword qi soar into the sky, pointing directly at the head of the ancient soul!

"Look for death!"

Being surrounded and killed by such a sword qi, Rao is ancient soul couldn't help but be shocked, but after reacting, the anger on his face became even stronger, only to hear him shout, and then with a wave of his big hand, the pitch-black yin qi gushed out of his body!

"Flames!"

The ancient soul shouted violently, and in an instant, all the yin qi around him rushed to the sky, turning into a raging black flame from the sky, not only looking weird, but the rich yin qi it emitted was even more chilling!

"Die!"

The ancient soul stretched out his hand and pointed at Yang Yifan, and in an instant, the overwhelming black flames in the sky were like soldiers obeying the command, and they all brushed towards Yang Yifan, wanting to burn him alive!

"Whew! Snort! ”

Qingfeng Sword Technique confronted those black flames, and a series of piercing sounds sounded in the air, and with the sound of these sounds, the black flames could not get close to Yang Yifan's body at all, and they were directly cut into ashes and turned into nothingness!

"Whoosh!"

After three breaths, all the flames rushing towards Yang Yifan were wiped out, and with a sonic boom breaking the air, Yang Yifan's body rushed out of those black flames like a blood-colored meteor, and the long sword with cold light directly took the head of the ancient soul!

"Old thief, die!"

"Huangkou child, an idiot is talking about dreams!"

The ancient soul snorted coldly, he had just been resisting the sword qi that was slashed by Yang Yifan, and he had just escaped at this time, but he didn't expect Yang Yifan to rush over, and it was too late to dodge again, the ancient soul simply looked at it fiercely, and directly punched it!

"Boom!"

As soon as the ancient soul punched out, the overwhelming yin qi suddenly contracted, and Qi Brush condensed on his fist, and slammed away with Yang Yifan!

"Whew!"

The tip of the Imperial Soul Divine Sword pierced into the yin qi surrounding the Ancient Soul Fist, and when it let out a piercing hiss, it was as if the cloth had been torn!

And in the next second, Yang Yifan felt a burst of incomparably powerful power coming from the Imperial Soul Divine Sword, entering his arm, and raging!

"Crackling!"

The powerful power raged wildly in Yang Yifan's arm, and in the blink of an eye, his arm was dripping with blood, countless blood vessels exploded, and flesh and blood flew everywhere!

"Whoosh!"

Yang Yifan was blown away by this punch again, and flew backwards in embarrassment, this time he flew upside down for more than 200 meters before he barely stopped his body, and when he stopped, one right hand was already drenched in blood, and the flesh and blood were flying, looking extremely miserable!

Compared to Yang Yifan's embarrassment, the state of the ancient soul was much better, I saw him shake his hand, the black yin qi dispersed, and although a crack appeared on his fist, it was harmless, and I don't know how much lighter than Yang Yifan's injury.

"Boy, you're dead!"

Seeing Yang Yifan's miserable appearance, a cruel smile flashed on the ancient soul's face, he knew the truth of taking advantage of his illness to kill him, without any hesitation, his body flashed directly and rushed towards him!

"Huh! Hehe! Hahaha! ”

But what the ancient soul didn't expect was that at this moment, Yang Yifan actually let out a chilling laugh!

The laughter was very soft at first, and the frenzier it got the further you went!

"Pretending to be a ghost!" The ancient soul narrowed his eyes, and his figure flashed towards Yang Yifan again!

At this moment, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in Yang Yifan's eyes, and he took out an object from the space ring with his left hand and stuffed it directly into his mouth!

"Boom!"

It was the moment this thing was swallowed by Yang Yifan, a powerful blood and qi power exploded in his body, and in an instant, every inch of his skin and every inch of his bones were like a long-drought earth, frantically absorbing this blood and qi power, and his already anti-heaven physique was becoming stronger rapidly at this moment!

The most intuitive thing is Yang Yifan's bloody arm, as the power of this thing's blood and qi emanates, that arm instantly returned to normal, if it weren't for those blood stains, it would be impossible to believe that it was so seriously injured just now!

"It's a blood spirit coral!"

Yang Yifan sighed, a trace of intoxication flashed on his hideous face, and in the next second, his red eyes flashed with murderous intent, staring at the stormy ancient soul!

After the Blood Spirit Coral entered his body, Yang Yifan only felt that his body was like being in a magma furnace, and it was extremely hot, and he only had one thought now, that is, to release the heat in his body and fight! Fight! Fight!

"Then, I'll use you as my whetstone!"

Yang Yifan muttered in a low voice, and then, his body swept away, frantically entangled with the ancient soul!

This time, Yang Yifan didn't even use the Soul Divine Sword, it was all based on the power of his physical body!

"Foolish guy, you're looking for death!"

Seeing Yang Yifan rushing towards him, the ancient soul snorted coldly, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and his body was full of yin qi, and suddenly he threw a punch!

Yang Yifan's face remained unchanged, fist to fist!

"Boom!"

"Click, click!"

With a deafening roar, countless Yin Qi and True Qi converged and spread, forming invisible fluctuations that swept away in all directions, and Yang Yifan's arm was also like a twisted flower, directly twisted, and his body involuntarily retreated backwards, retreating more than a hundred meters!

"Vulnerable!"

A trace of disdain flashed at the corner of the ancient soul's mouth, and he was about to say something, but what he didn't expect was that Yang Yifan didn't stop for a moment, roared again, waved his wings, and rushed over like an aurora!

"Boom!"

The ancient soul raised his hand and punched again, and Yang Yifan flew again!

"Roar!"

The corners of Yang Yifan's mouth overflowed with blood, and he let out a low roar, letting out a roar like a beast, but the more he fought, the more brave he became, the murderous and bloody aura around his body became more majestic, and the power of qi and blood surged endlessly in his body, and after a pause, he stormed again!

It's a complete suicide attack, a deadly fight!

(End of chapter)