More than a dozen talismans were stuck around Lin Fan like glue.

These talismans were all made of the flesh and blood of spirit beasts, and the runes on each one were full of ancient and mysterious power, and more than a dozen of them surrounded Lin Fan, like a cylindrical wall that trapped it in it, as solid as a mountain.

"These are all talismans of the Zhenshan in the vein of magic!"

In the crowd, someone exclaimed.

It is rumored that Ye Yuntian had set foot in the ancient magic sect of Yanxia back then, presumably these talismans were obtained from which sects, for the sects of the magic world, the talisman is like a magic weapon, not to mention this kind of Zhenshan talisman, I am afraid that it will be difficult for the head of the sect to complete a talisman in his life.

Now that Ye Yuntian suddenly sacrificed more than a dozen talismans, it can be imagined that the shock it brought to everyone, I am afraid that this is the harvest he gained when he set foot in those sects.

Those old things in the magic world, seeing that the magic weapon of the master sect was taken away, at this time, all of them were angry and pale, but in the face of Ye Yuntian's terrifying existence, they could only swallow their qi in their stomachs.

This Dao talisman, each of which emitted a different circle of light, intertwined and entangled, like a colorful glass bell jar, layer by layer condensed, incomparably solid trapped Lin Fan in it.

"And you want to trap me with all this?"

Lin Fan smiled slightly, and immediately swung the Xuantian Sword to slash away.

"Bang!"

The sound of a bell exploded from the void, just a sword, and the circle of light closest to Lin Fan was cut by Lin Fan's sword.

Seven swords were swung in a row, and most of the wall of the aperture had been broken, and the power continued to weaken.

"Slash again!"

Lin Fan's movements in his hands kept moving, all in one go.

One after another, the sword tricks carried magnificent sword rays, slashing down on the spirit runes, even if these spirit runes were the things of various factions, after all, they had been depressed for thousands of years, and most of the spiritual energy had been scattered, otherwise they might really cause some trouble to Lin Fan.

With another sword slash down, the aura of this spirit rune finally began to tremble, and it was obvious that the remaining layers could no longer withstand Lin Fan's slash.

In just one breath, more than a dozen Zhenshan spirit runes of various factions were cracked by Lin Fan.

As soon as the two of them appeared on the stage, they gave everyone an extremely powerful shock.

Even Xu Changqing couldn't help but sigh secretly at this moment.

"It is worthy of two men who have brought bloody wind and rain to Yanxia, I am afraid that the two of them have already touched the border of the earth immortals, and it is only a kick in the door before stepping into the real earth immortals."

However, judging from the current battle situation, Lin Fan is obviously superior.

"If Ye Yuntian doesn't sacrifice his ability to defy the sky, I'm afraid this battle will be taken away by Lin Junlin."

Xu Changqing swept his beard and said quietly.

Everyone also held their breath and looked at Lin Fan with a solemn expression, because from the beginning, Lin Fan was just cracking Ye Yuntian's attack lightly, and did not show any attack, which was his terrible thing.

That feeling of indifference, like a god, gives people an unfathomable feeling.

"Come again!"

In the void, Ye Yuntian burst out, his morale was still uplifted, and he was not affected by Lin Fan's overwhelming attack.

The blood light of the Enma in his hand bloomed, and he instantly slashed out, and he actually broke through the sword qi of the Xuantian Sword with one sword.

Lin Fan was slightly stunned.

Now that he has entered the late stage of congenital, the Guiyuan Sword is already comparable to a high-grade spiritual weapon, this knife can actually break the attack of the Guiyuan Sword, could it be that this Enma is also a high-grade artifact?

However, Lin Fan didn't think much about it, and continued to increase his offensive, and the Xuantian Sword in his hand continued to slash magnificently, forcing Ye Yuntian backwards again and again.

"Ghost Slash!"

Ye Yuntian was cornered, his eyes bloomed with blood, and the Enma slashed towards the void.

"Boom."

A thunderous sound fell from the nine heavens, and I saw the blood-colored sword like a waterfall falling from the sky, like the Nine Heavens Milky Way.

This blow was no longer inferior to the Earth Immortal First Sword, Lin Fan knew that Ye Yuntian had already begun to move his true character,

"Sure enough, it's a high-grade spiritual weapon, it seems that your artifact has an extraordinary background."

Lin Fan narrowed his eyes, revealing a hint of playfulness, a high-grade spiritual weapon is not something that the earth can have, at least it must be an artifact that can only be forged by immortal cultivators above the Jindan, such a slash, even the person who cultivates the Jindan, does not dare to take it indifferently.

"If you have an immortal spirit weapon in your hand, maybe you can still make me a little jealous, just a top-grade is still not enough!"

A contemptuous smile appeared in Lin Fan's eyes, and a golden light instantly flew out of the Xuanming Qiankun bag.

The nine golden Guiyuan swords instantly headed towards the blood-colored sword qi.

"Open it for me."

Lin Fan also pointed to the decision, and immediately urged the Guiyuan Sword, only to see that the Guiyuan Sword was like a Nine Heavenly Golden Dragon, and forcibly carried the surging falling sword in the void.

"Bang."

A loud bang exploded, and in just an instant, the two of them made more than a dozen moves.

Even if Ye Yuntian could withstand Lin Fan's surging attacks again and again, but Lin Fan's Dao body was not something that anyone could compete with, under the fist duel, Ye Yuntian's mouth was numb, and his body exploded again, and he was holding on hard with a super momentum.

"Come again!"

Lin Fan's green eyes were in the air, the battle intent was rolling in his eyes, and his righteous spirit was like the god of war in the nine heavens.

I saw his figure bow, like a bright moon bursting out, and the speed was so fast that it was difficult to catch with the naked eye.

"Oops."

Ye Yuntian secretly said that it was not good, this time it was difficult for him to parry such a ferocious attack.

I saw Lin Fan's fists constantly swinging in the void, constantly punching at the air again and again, and in an instant, thousands of punches were swung, and his entire arm burned in the violent friction, as if he was holding a round of tomorrow in his hand.

"Thirty-three Type God Slaughter Fist - Eighteenth Style, Breaking a Thousand Suns!"

This is a fist that continuously accumulates the power of the fist in a short period of time, and each punch is an incomparably condensed true element power, even if it is a strong earth immortal, it is difficult to carry such a punch.

No matter how strong Ye Yuntian is, he is not an earth immortal after all.

"Bang!"

This punch smashed directly into his chest, and his whole body was like being bombarded, and his body instantly flew out of the kilometer, slamming into the mountain peak under the void.

Above the nine peaks, there was a solemnity.

Everyone gasped, and it took three minutes for them to come to their senses.

"Ye Yuntian lost?"

Countless hidden powerhouses, martial arts masters, shook their heads again and again.

"It seems that after this battle, Lin Junlin will firmly sit on the title of the first person!"

From the battle between the two, Lin Fan showed an overwhelming advantage, in fact, Ye Yuntian's sudden defeat did not surprise everyone.

Especially Lin Fan's punch, that kind of power is probably only possible for people in the Earth Immortal Realm to swing, for them, winning or losing this battle may not be important, the important thing is to witness the birth of a myth at that time.

Just as everyone was about to congratulate Lin Fan on his victory, Lin Fan's eyes looked at the mountain where Ye Yuntian had fallen in astonishment.

"That's not right...... Fang Cai's punch should be enough to strangle Ye Yuntian's divine soul body, but his aura has not yet dispersed, and the moment that punch fell, something seemed to burst out of his body. ”

"Could it be...... Immortal Spirit Armor? ”