Rumble.

At this moment, Han Li's divine soul suddenly emerged from the center of his eyebrows, and the long sword he was holding in his hand was like a long sword made of cold ice, which was transformed by the cold ice sword intent he comprehended.

With a swing of the long sword, a majestic divine soul power immediately poured out.

The power of the divine soul should have been invisible, but at this moment, it had a faint color like a white mist, and then quickly condensed into a frost long sword, stabbing straight out.

Although the Frost Long Sword still looked a little blurry, at this moment, the Divine Soul Realm martial artists present all felt a fatal threat, the divine soul was stinging, and there were faint signs of cracking, and those Heavenly Extreme Realm martial artists were even more pale as paper, and the sea of knowledge seemed to have been chopped by someone, and bursts of severe pain struck.

It's a soul attack!

Many of the powerhouses present suddenly stood up and stared at Han Li with shocked faces.

Different from using the divine soul to mobilize the spiritual power of heaven and earth to perform martial arts and supernatural powers, this is completely the application of the power of the divine soul, specifically for the martial soul, not something that spiritual power can resist.

The Eastern Wilderness has fallen, and this Divine Soul Attack Technique has never existed at all.

Therefore, even they can only use the power of the Divine Soul to explore the surroundings, and the attack is also the simplest collision of the power of the Divine Soul, which is like the flow of water, they can only let the flow collide, but Han Li can gather into a sword to attack, and make a judgment.

It didn't surprise them.

Even if Yang Yifan's divine soul appeared, the golden mini spear of the manifestation of the invincible gun intent would not help, and the power of the divine soul gushing out could not be stopped at all, and it was directly dissected.

The frost sword stabbed straight into Yang Yifan's divine soul head.

At this moment, a touch of earthy yellow light emerged from Yang Yifan's divine soul, blocking the frost long sword.

It's the power of the earth.

"Hmph, what about the power that you have integrated into the rest of the soil? Our spirits are the same strength and weakness, you can only defend, I can attack, how long can you block?"

Han Li's indifferent voice was full of murderous intentions.

Oh, yes.

How long can it last?

Many people are sighing, Yang Yifan is indeed demonic, and the magic power he has mastered can't even stop Han Li, a genius disciple of Zhongzhou Xuanbing Valley, but what's the use?

Can only keep?

With a bang, Yang Yifan's body erupted with an extremely huge momentum, as if a bloodthirsty and brutal beast had woken up and was about to start a bloody killing.

He was never a man who could only defend.

What a strong momentum!

Even at this time, he still refuses to give up.

The warriors present were shocked by Yang Yifan's high fighting spirit, but they all felt pity for Yang Yifan, not that they were not strong, but that they were born in the wrong place, if Yang Yifan also had the skill of divine soul attack, then the result of this battle would not be clear at all.

"Hmph, is it still useful?"

As soon as the words fell, Han Li's eyes widened, and a look of horror instantly appeared.

A flame the size of a walnut appeared.

It was the fire of nothingness that Yang Yifan forcibly snatched.

With a bang, the ice and fire collided, and the invisible power fluctuations instantly spread out, and Han Li's condensed frost long sword could not be compared to the fire of nothingness at all, and it directly collapsed, turning into that touch of divine soul power again.

Damn it.

Han Li scolded in his heart and wanted to take it back.

But it didn't work at all.

Yang Yifan's divine soul power swept in, this simple collision, Han Li's divine soul power couldn't be stopped at all, and it was directly smashed by the fierce yin power and crushed into powder.

This?

The strong people present didn't expect this at all.

What shocked them even more was that the fire of nothingness had not been refined, but had also dissipated, in this case, wouldn't that be equivalent to the divine soul burning like fire all the time?

It's painful, but it's also very beneficial.

Many people feel that I am afraid that in the future, there will definitely be people who will try to bombard the fire of nothingness, this benefit is too great, enough for people to take risks, which is equivalent to Yang Yifan opening a road to the strong for future martial artists.

The power of the divine soul was consumed a lot, and Han Li's divine soul immediately returned to the sea of knowledge.

"You forced me. ”

And Han Li was already yelling like crazy, his left hand was raised, and he grabbed the treasure sword in his hand violently, and with a stroke, blood gushed out, dyeing the blade red, quickly spreading, and the entire long sword was dyed with a layer of blood.

Buzz.

The sword shook slightly, as if it were wailing.

Syllable.

The next moment, the long sword broke suddenly, leaving only a vague sword shadow, and as soon as it appeared, it directly tore through the air, stabbing Yang Yifan directly, and the fierce aura even made the skin of the surrounding martial artists stinging for a while.

It scares them.

The Blood Shadow Gun can't stop it.

Yang Yifan is very clear.

However, it is absolutely impossible to smash his body in this way.

There is no dodge.

Straight up.

The martial artists present widened their eyes, their faces were full of shock, and they once again saw Yang Yifan's ferocity, in this case, if it were them, they would not dare to rush at all, and they would definitely choose to retreat and dodge.

Poof, the sound of flesh tearing instantly remembered, warm blood splashed, Yang Yifan's shoulder was instantly pierced, and blood-colored cracks were spreading, but it soon stopped, his body was carrying, and it did not crumble.

"You... ”

Han Li kept retreating, his face was already full of horror, the power of the Self-Shattering Treasure Soldier actually only pierced Yang Yifan's shoulder, but not completely shattered?

It's horrible!

At this moment, his courage had been frightened.

The martial arts can't be compared, the supernatural powers can't be compared, the mastered divine soul attack technique has also been cracked, and the treasure soldier is useless to break himself, what else can he do?

Artistic conception of competition?

Forget it, he knew that Yang Yifan had comprehended invincible gun intent, which was not at all comparable to his cold ice sword intent.

Fighting for your life?

It's useless, the degree of solidification is about the same, and Yang Yifan's divine soul is also integrated with the power of yin and evil, and he can't defeat it.

Could this be someone from the Shattered Eastern Wilderness?

At the moment when he was stunned, Yang Yifan had already rushed over.

"Xuanbing Divine Palm. ”

Han Li could only grit his teeth and hurriedly resisted, and the hundred-zhang ice giant palm instantly froze.

"Nine Dragons are shattered. ”

With a wave of the Blood Shadow Spear, nine blood-colored dragons appeared, slaughtering them with a furious aura.

With a bang, the giant palm shattered, and the ice slag splashed all over the sky, and Han Li's whole person was directly blasted out, and blood dripped from the air, leaving a dazzling blood-colored trace, and fell to the ground with a bang, smashing out a human-shaped pit.

Bang.

In just two or three breaths, Yang Yifan fell from the sky, and his right foot stepped directly on Han Li's chest.

Defeated!

The genius from Zhongzhou was trampled under Yang Yifan's feet!

At this moment, countless young martial artists, including those girls, all felt that the blood in their bodies was boiling a little.

Han Li was so arrogant before, he didn't take the martial artists of the same generation in the Eastern Wilderness in his eyes at all.

But now that they are trampled under the feet of Yang Yifan, how can they not be excited?

None of the powerhouses of Qi Luoyang, the various sect forces, spoke, just stared at the blood-stained figure, at this moment, they all had an illusion, as if they saw that a world-famous powerhouse who swept through the entire Eastern Wilderness and overwhelmed an era had appeared.

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