At this moment, he couldn't wait to break the little mongrel in front of him into pieces.

Feeling a fierce cold aura behind him, Ye Fan hurriedly pulled out the cold ice sword and turned around to block.

The two swords intersected, Ye Fan took seven or eight steps back, and Lord Chen Xiang also took a step back,

"How is this possible?"

Lord Chen Xiang's eyes widened in disbelief, he couldn't believe that Ye Fan had actually taken his sword just now, and he couldn't believe that everything he had just found was true.

You must know that more than three months ago, he only used one punch with seven successful forces to beat Ye Fan to death.

But how long has it been, Ye Fan's strength has improved to such a point, how can this not make him frightened.

But he said that after Ye Fan blocked a sword, he no longer fell in love with the fight, turned around and ran.

"Is this kid a human or a demon? His strength has increased so quickly, it's just a demon! No, this kid can't stay, I have to kill him!"

Thinking of this, a trace of killing intent flashed in Lord Chen Xiang's eyes, as well as a trace of determination.

"Hmph, little bastard, do you think you can run?"

Chen Xiangzhu scolded and immediately chased after him.

After a while, he chased after Ye Fan. His speed was much faster than Ye Fan.

But he didn't want to, Ye Fan suddenly pulled out the Flame Sword, turned around and slashed out a Flame Knife to force him back.

"Hey! This is a mid-class martial art! You have a fire-based spiritual weapon, and an ice-based spiritual weapon, and you really have a lot of treasures on your body!"

Seeing the two spiritual weapons in Ye Fan's hands, Lord Chen Xiang showed a greedy look in his eyes.

Suddenly, he remembered something, and his gaze stayed on the cold ice sword in Ye Fan's hand.

"Isn't that an ice sword, how can it be in your hands?"

Lord Chen Xiang couldn't help but shout out the doubts in his heart.

Ye Fan fled wildly while saying in a hoarse voice: "Young man, what's so strange about the old man having this cold ice sword?"

As soon as he heard this hoarse voice, Lord Chen Xiang was furious.

"Little bastard, it turns out that at the auction that day, you were pretending to be a ghost! I'm really angry, I have to tear you up today!"

Lord Chen Xiang could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and chased after him with a roar, slashing at Ye Fan with a sword.

Ye Fan took out his swords together and turned around to fight.

Although Ye Fan's combat effectiveness was slightly inferior to that of the other party, his distracted swordsmanship and two swords came out at the same time, with two enemies and one, and for a while, he was even equal to Chen Xiangzhu.

In the blink of an eye, the two fought for dozens of rounds.

Ye Fan fought and retreated, deliberately leading the battlefield to Wanzhang Cliff.

Chen Xiangzhu became more and more frightened the more he fought, and the more he fought, the more angry he became.

In his opinion, the kid in front of him was clearly a third-order martial artist, but he was able to draw with himself, which made him incomprehensible and unbearable.

said that the two fought and retreated, Ye Fan was not the opponent of the other party after all, and gradually fell behind.

However, the two of them were only more than two miles away from the Wanzhang Cliff.

At this time, Lord Chen Xiang's patience seemed to have reached its limit, and he was unwilling to spend it any longer, so he immediately sneered.

"Little bastard! Lord Benxiang has been playing with you for so long, it's time to send you on your way! Let me show you what a superior martial art is! Look at me—the ice dragon roars!"

Chen Xiang's long sword slashed, and a huge ice dragon, roaring, flew out of the sword shadow and rushed towards Ye Fan.

Ye Fan saw the twenty or thirty-meter-long huge ice dragon behind him rushing towards him, and a huge sense of crisis flashed in his heart, and at the same time, he felt a huge spiritual pressure that had never been seen before and the future suppressed his whole body, making it difficult for him to move.

"Not good!!"

Ye Fan secretly exclaimed, and desperately dodged to the side, which was able to dodge the ice dragon's frontal attack.

Although the ice dragon did not attack Ye Fan head-on, it exploded violently, and the huge impact force sent Ye Fan flying more than twenty meters away.

There is a super crater on the ground that is 30 meters long and two or three meters deep.

'Wow!' Ye Fan spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The force of the impact had already seriously injured him.

In addition, half of Ye Fan's body formed a thin layer of ice, and this half of his body had been numb from the ice, and he couldn't move for a while.

Ye Fan used the fire vitality in his body, allowing half of his frozen body to recover.

Chen Xiang on the side saw that this attack was effective, and immediately laughed proudly.

"Haha!!!Little bastard, you know the power of superior martial arts! Today, I must break you into thousands of pieces in order to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

The attack power amplitude of the superior martial arts is forty percent, while the mid-class martial arts are only twenty percent.

This shows the power of superior martial arts.

In other words, the attack power of Lord Chen Xiang's attack on the roar of the ice dragon reached the power of seven hundred people, and it also had a freezing effect.

If Ye Fan was really attacked head-on, he would definitely die on the spot.

Although he was dodged, Ye Fan was still seriously injured.

In fact, this move is a superior martial art, and Lord Chen Xiang is not proficient in it, after all, he has only just advanced to the fourth order. Otherwise, he would have used it in the previous battle.

In fact, most of the superior martial arts need to comprehend the mystery before they can be displayed, and only a few martial arts do not need to, but these few superior martial arts need to reach the level of the fourth order to turn the virtual into the real before they can be used.

In other words, the strongest martial arts that a martial artist below the third order can learn is a mid-level martial art.

"Hmph, boy, you've taken advantage of me many times, and this is what happened to you!"

Lord Chen Xiang sneered, and slowly walked away thinking about Ye Fan, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground.

Ye Fan sneered sadly, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and his blood-red eyes unexpectedly exuded bloodthirsty madness.

"You want to kill me, it's not that easy!"

Ye Fan roared, suddenly got up from the ground, turned around and ran in the direction of Wanzhang Cliff.

"Huh!"

Lord Chen Xiang was also surprised, he didn't expect Ye Fan to recover from the freezing effect so quickly.

"Hmph, little bastard, do you still want to die?"

Lord Chen Xiang sneered and chased after him again.

The two fought together again, and Ye Fan still stood and retreated, retreating in the direction of Wanzhang Cliff.

At this moment, Ye Fan was seriously injured, and naturally he was not Chen Xiangzhu's opponent, and the two had not fought for more than ten rounds, and he had another sword wound on his body.

It didn't take long for the two to finally reach the cliff.

At this moment, Ye Fan was already covered in sword wounds, his whole body was stained red with blood, and he had been turned into a bloody man, with that white hair and bloody eyes, like a killing god from hell, an unyielding killing god.

"Boy, you can really persevere!"

Chen Xiangzhu looked at the young man covered in blood in front of him, and felt a kind of admiration and fear in his heart for no reason.

"What terrible perseverance! If it were an ordinary martial artist, I'm afraid he would have lost his fighting spirit a long time ago, but this kid in front of him seems to be invincible, no matter how seriously he is injured, he is still full of fighting spirit!

"Haha!!!I said, you want to kill me, it's not that easy!"

Ye Fan's blood-red eyes were still hot and crazy, and at the same time, his body slowly retreated backwards, and two meters behind him was the Wanzhang Cliff.

"Boy, don't be dying, there is a cliff behind you, you have no way out, you will die today!"

A sneer appeared on Chen Xiangzhu's face, and he slowly approached Ye Fan.