"Good means! Borrow the power of things and shatter the sky with a sword! I didn't expect your comprehension of the laws of space to reach such an extent! If you are given enough time to let you stand in the same realm as me, maybe I am really not your opponent!"

On the surface, Xuan Zhi seems to be praising Ye Fan's strength, but after savoring it, it is not difficult to find that what is hidden behind this praise is still deep disdain!

Yes, I recognize your strength, and I also admit your qualifications and understanding! But now you are still very weak, so weak that you don't even have the qualifications to compare with me!

Although it was not explicitly stated, this is what Xuan Zhi said in and out of his words!

"In the future, hehe, you deserve it too!"

Regarding Xuanzhi's ridicule, Ye Fan just replied with three simple words, but the arrogance in his words was three points better than Xuanzhi!

When the words fell, Ye Fan, who was in the middle of the sea of fire in mid-air, turned the long sword in his hand, his body turned into a streamer, and with the flames in the sky, he took the initiative to rush towards the direction where Xuanzhi was!

"Kill!"

The long sword crossed the sky, although it did not have the power of the water lotus to cut the void, but the overflowing murderous aura was a little stronger than when Xuan Zhi just wanted to eliminate the demon and defend the Dao!

"Hmph, it's not enough!"

For Ye Fan's arrogance, Xuan Zhi also snorted coldly, and then flipped his hands over, forming a series of magic seals in front of him, and in an instant, a golden bell was formed, and it was upside down around his body, forming a golden barrier!

............

Above the square, in the void that everyone could not see with the naked eye, there were four figures watching the situation above the square at this time! Three of them were wrapped in the moon-white streamer, and they could not see the specific appearance at all except that they could faintly see that they were two monks together. And the only figure that can be seen clearly is the three-clawed snow ape Mo Ruxuan who was ingested into the void before!

"Amitabha! Brother Dao, this disciple is really a good skill, not only comprehended the power of the realm at a young age, but also comprehended some void mysteries, and his achievements in the future will be great, maybe even more than us!"

In the same words, from the light and shadow of this Taoist monk dressing up, the meaning expressed is completely opposite to the Xuanzhi just now, because the Taoist standing in front of him is not only not inferior to him, but even more powerful!

"Hehe! It's really good, it's a little better than his master! However, it's a little too sharp on the top of the personality, it's not good!"

The figure of the Taoist was also shrouded in white light, and he couldn't see the changes in his expression, but from his tone, he could hear a trace of undisguised joy!

"Brother Dao came here today, but in order to put him in the door wall and return to the ancestral court of Daomen?"

At this time, the last figure in the moon-white light also opened his mouth to ask, his voice seemed a little old and low, if Ye Fan was here, it would not be difficult to find that this voice was very similar to the wisp of Yuan Shen on Xuan Nan's body in the secret realm of the heart of the earth that day!

In response to the old monk's inquiry, the Taoist in the light and shadow smiled and said, "He was originally my disciple, how can he return to the Taoist sect?"

"Amitabha!

The old monk, who was shrouded in light and shadow, folded his hands and bowed slightly to the Taoist, as if he was apologizing for his gaffe!

The Taoist smiled, but he didn't speak anymore, but continued to look at the battle on the square!

As for Ye Fan's previous "Netherworld Immortal Body", for the three people in the light and shadow, no one mentioned it! At their level, they naturally won't do anything more, and distinguish between righteous and demonic things according to the exercises! Even to put it mildly, whether it is the Bodhi Zen Monastery or the Qingxu Concept, there are not a few exercises like "The Netherworld Immortal Body"! It's just that those exercises are just covered with the skin of Buddhism and Taoism in their hands!

When the three of them stopped talking, silence returned to the void! The three-clawed snow ape next to the three of them sat there quietly from beginning to end, as if they were not aware of the existence of the three of them, without saying a word!

............

"Poof!"

The red blood sword slashed at the golden bell, but it scattered into countless streamers like foam. At the same time, he was originally following behind Ye Fan. The flames in the sky that seemed to burn the void were also like burning up the last trace of energy, silently dissipating in mid-air, and even Ye Fan's figure at this time turned into a little starlight and drifted away with the wind!

"Not good!"

Seeing this thunderous sword outside the Admiralty, turning into a bubble, Xuan Zhi's heart not only did not have the slightest joy, but even had a feeling that something was wrong!

It's just that just when Xuan Zhi's heart was bad and before he could exit, Ye Fan's figure quietly appeared behind Xuan Yan, and the red blood sword in his hand turned into a dark and inky color, like a poisonous snake that chooses people to devour, stabbing towards Xuan Yan's defenseless heart!

Seeing that the red blood sword was about to pierce into Xuan Yan's body and end his life, a layer of golden light suddenly rose from the golden lotus under Xuan Yan's feet, turning into a budding lotus flower phantom, wrapping Xuan Yan's entire body inside!

"Poof!"

The tip of the sword pierced into the lotus phantom, but it was as if it had penetrated into the mire, and the speed that was originally as fast as lightning slowed down in an instant, and it could only struggle to stab forward inch by inch!

"October Flowers Bloom!"

Ye Fan burst out, and the ice and fire true yuan in his body surged towards the red blood sword, and then an ice-blue chrysanthemum appeared in the void, and the ice-blue petals bloomed little by little in the golden lotus phantom, melting and breaking the golden lotus's defense little by little!

"Senior brother, be careful!"

The withered old monk who was originally standing on the sidelines to watch the battle and had never made a move, but at this time, he could no longer bear it, took a step, and flashed behind Ye Fan, a pair of dark golden iron fists, slammed towards Ye Fan's heart, and then a tiger roar that shocked the mountains and forests rose from the square!

"Fuhu Fist", also known as "Arhat Fuhu Fist", can only be regarded as a middle-to-lower level of martial arts among the many unique arts of Buddhism! It cannot be compared with the peerless martial arts of "Immortal Golden Body", "Three Treasures Ruyi Fist", and "Dharma Washing the Pulp Sutra"!

However, at this time, the Arhat Fu Tiger Fist that was unleashed in the hands of the withered old monk was beyond Ye Fan's imagination! In the roar of the tiger, the crisis brought to Ye Fan was second only to the twisted flower finger that Xuan Zhi had just issued, and it was even better than the Golden Lotus Buddha Kingdom that was difficult to achieve!

"Boom!"

Facing the withered old monk's iron fist, Ye Fan didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, the pure yang qi surged towards the back, and on the basis of "Netherworld Immortal", a thick layer of pure yang armor was enhanced, and a pair of iron fists of the withered old monk were hardened!

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Two muffled sounds sounded in a row, the first one was naturally the voice of Ye Fan when he resisted the withered old monk's "Arhat Fuhu Fist", even if there was a pure yang qi to protect the body, and the Xuanjin bones turned into "Netherworld Immortal Body" were comparable to the lower-level divine soldiers, but when the withered old monk's iron fist slammed down, Ye Fan's back still collapsed in an instant, and a mouthful of dark blood was also spurted out!

It's just that all this is worth it for Ye Fan. Because, just as the old monk of the withered tree fell with a punch, the long sword in Ye Fan's hand also increased with a huge force, instantly penetrating the defense of the golden lotus phantom, piercing into the heart of Xuan Xuan, and making a second muffled sound!

"Ah......h

The long sword entered the body, penetrating the entire body, and Xuan Nan couldn't help but snort miserably. It's just that the original life gate was broken and Xuan Nan, who should have died here, was in a state of unity with the Yuan Shen, and the injuries that should have been fatal were carried down by him, and with the life essence that continued to gush out of the golden lotus under his feet, the injuries on Xuan Nan's body were still being repaired little by little!

It's just that even if he was lucky enough to escape under Ye Fan's sword, Xuan Yan at this time had already lost the ability to do it!

"Senior brother!"

Seeing that Ye Fan used his own strength to instantly hit the Xuan Tribulation, the withered old monk couldn't help but cry out sadly, and in the originally slightly cloudy pupils, he couldn't help but rise a trace of blood red, and chased after Ye Fan who had dodged back after Ye Fan's success! Even, even the tiger roar in the fist wind has a hint of madness, like a tiger caught in the middle of a dead end!

In a moment, the withered old monk who had fallen into the madness had already been cut out of the Dao blood marks by the red blood sword in Ye Fan's hand, and the original dark yellow monk's robe had turned into countless fragments, and after being stained with the master's blood, when it fluttered in the wind, it looked particularly messy!

And as the price of these wounds, after Ye Fan was hit hard in the back, he also received two punches from the withered old monk in his chest again, but because of his preparation, the damage he received was far from being comparable to the fist pit on his back!

"Amitabha! Senior brother dodge, let senior brother avenge the mystery!"

As early as when the red blood sword penetrated the Xuan Tribulation, Xuan Zhi had already dispersed the Golden Bell shield on his body, but when he wanted to make a move, the withered old monk was already fighting with Ye Fan closely, and it seemed that he was still blaming himself for the mysterious matter, so he fell into the madness, and there was no chance for him to cooperate at all!

It's just that after a while, seeing that his senior brother who had lost his mind was pressed by Ye Fan, and many wounds were added to his body, Xuan Zhi no longer hesitated, and after a loud shout, he dodged and joined the battle group!

"Die! Dare to harm my brother! Die to me!"

Xuan Zhi didn't expect that after he got close just now, before he could make a move on Ye Fan, he was punched by his junior brother head-on! And what made Xuan Zhi even more depressed was that in the face of the hateful punch of the withered old monk, he not only had to ensure that he was not injured, but also avoided hurting his junior brother with his backhand as much as possible.

"Deviant!"

For the situation in front of him, Ye Fan naturally would not let go, the long sword in his hand shook, bringing up a layer of gray chaotic sword qi, poking out from under the armpit of the withered old monk, and stabbing towards Xuanzhi's heart under the cover of the withered old monk's attack!

The long sword is silent, and the weirdness is that even an assassin who specializes in killing people can't help but be embarrassed! But in the face of Ye Fan's magic sword, Xuan Zhi seemed to have been prepared, blocking his junior brother's attack with his left hand, and the three fingers of his right hand were together, like a flower, sandwiching the red blood sword stabbed by Ye Fan in the middle!

The tip of the sword fell into Xuan Zhi's hand, and the entire red blood sword was like a poisonous snake being grabbed by someone for seven inches, no matter how hard Ye Fan struggled, the long sword still couldn't get out of Xuan Zhi's control, and could only let out a wail between three fingers!

"Amitabha!

The three fingers twisted and divided, and the red blood sword that was originally held by Ye Fan in his palm spun rapidly, wanting to get out of Ye Fan's control! At the same time, a misty Buddha light shot out from Xuan Zhi's eyes, shooting directly into the eyes of the withered old monk, wanting to take this opportunity to wake up the junior brother who had fallen into madness because of self-blame!

"Bang!"

After the tip of the sword broke away from Xuanzhi's palm, it was like a wild horse that had escaped, constantly struggling in Ye Fan's palm, Ye Fan naturally didn't dare to let the red blood sword out of his control at this time, so he could only use his hands hard and hold it on the hilt of the sword together, wanting to offset the power of Xuanzhi's twisting fingers!

The long sword was held in Ye Fan's palm, and the power in the sword body had nowhere to vent, and in the end it could only be submerged into Ye Fan's body, and he flew backwards with his whole person, and fell directly in the direction of Yunshan Temple!

"Boom!"

The "masters" of the rivers and lakes who were originally standing in front of Yunshan Temple, cheering for the mystic difficulty, and clamoring to recapture the Bodhi Mirror from Ye Fan's hands, couldn't help but scatter in the face of Ye Fan who came backwards at this time!

Although Ye Fan is now at a disadvantage, and there is almost no power to parry under Xuan Zhi's hands, Ye Fan just hit Zheng Yuzhen with one move and almost completely killed the power of Xuan Xuan, but it made these so-called "masters" scared their courage! So at this time, in the face of Ye Fan who came backwards, they were only afraid of the rise of the other party's whim, and they killed them to make up the number, and they didn't have the slightest intention of beating the water dogs!

"Bang!

Ye Fan's shoulder hit the temple gate of Yunshan Temple directly, the whole body was made of mahogany, and the temple gate about half a foot high collapsed, smashing up a cloud of dust on the ground!

Seeing Ye Fan, who smashed into the Yunshan Temple, struggling to stand up, Xuan Zhi couldn't help but have a chill on his face, and his killing intent increased greatly for a while, and as soon as his right foot was raised, he was about to step into the temple and completely kill Ye Fan!

It's just that just as Xuanzhi's footsteps were about to move, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears, delaying his steps for a moment!

"Amitabha! Senior brother, thank you Senior Brother Xuanzhi!"