A punch moved, the surroundings suddenly quieted down, this punch almost no longer has brilliance, only the fist still has a layer of brilliance, the golden light kneades this blue and blue, the color is meager, but the power contained is unimaginable, continue to fist to sword, continue to punch the strongest place of the sword, when, this time is not the drum, Qingyue melodious, like the sound of hitting the chime, I just don't know who is the hammer, who is the chime?

Hearing Qingyin, Ye Fan was stunned, this was not the same as he imagined, it was not that the voice was different, but that Wang Rong had not been pierced and shattered by the Xuanbing sword, this was unreasonable, how could he take this sword with his fists, it was impossible for him to dissolve the power of this sword, but in fact Wang Rong was not dead, he was still standing there steadily, looking at him coldly, his eyes remained the same, and his contempt was still the same, the meaning was very clear, you are not worthy of me to use the Star Soul Axe, to deal with a piece of, the fist is more than enough. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

No, this is not what Ye Fan wants, he roared again, the black gas on his face began to tumble and boil, and then his entire body was also covered by black gas, after that, Ye Fan said angrily, "Wang Xingyue, you take me another sword!" This time it was not a sword, but Ye Fan turned into a black sword shadow and flew down, he turned into a sword, his body and sword were one, and he struck with all his strength!

This sword is Ye Fan's strongest sword, the sword has reached its peak, the sharp and cold qi is condensed and fused, the sword breaks through the air, and the sharp roar is shocking, this sword carries not only Ye Fan's Xuanbing Demon Skills and his anger and hatred, but also all kinds of killing anger between heaven and earth, fierce and resentful, this sword is the strongest and the most evil and evil, incomparable, lawless, gods and ghosts are frightened, and the momentum is monstrous.

Wang Rong has become extremely weak under such a powerful force, and his resistance seems to have no meaning, unless he sacrifices the Star Soul Axe, maybe there is still a glimmer of life, but a glimmer of life, because Ye Fan is too strong, too fierce, too evil, the so-called evil is invincible, and it is necessary to divide time and place, at this moment, Wang Rong is obviously weak, Ye Fan's momentum is huge, life and death have been decided, and there is no suspense about the outcome of the victory.

Wang Rong still had to make a move, waved his hand and punched, and without hesitation at the edge of Ye Fan's sword shadow, he resolutely punched, Meteor Fist!

Bang! The fist and sword touched, a muffled sound, low and thick, only echoing in the sky above the Lone Eagle Ridge, Wang Rong caught the sword, his body did not move, he stood as steady as a mountain, and after Ye Fan's sword shadow touched the meteor fist again, it slowly rose, the sword shadow converged, revealing his body, and this punch knocked him back to his original form.

People are in the air, Taoist robes fluttering in the wind, tall and mighty figure, with this outfit, Ye Fan looks like a Taoist master, but that face is a little strange, the facial features are distorted, and the black gas is circulating under the skin, like a small black snake swimming and turning, is gnawing Ye Fan's flesh and bones, only the eyes are still there, cold, cruel, violent, resentful, hateful, staring at Wang Rong, gloomy, vicious, now Ye Fan is like a ghost, eager to devour Wang Rong, tear apart, let this enemy disappear forever, never be able to live forever！

Wang Rong was very quiet, his fists had been retracted, his face was slightly pale, the starlight flashed in his eyes, it was weaker, darker, there were blood marks at the corners of his mouth, his limbs were intact, there seemed to be no damage, but who could see the internal injury, there was an extra crack under his feet, only a dozen centimeters wide, but it was deep and abnormal, it should go straight to the ground, through the entire Lone Eagle Ridge, listen carefully, there is still the wind whistling in the cracks, and the cool breeze is scattered, is this the underground yin wind, is the crack not only through the Lone Eagle Ridge, but also deep into the underground I don't know how much.

The strangest thing is Jiang Lai, Wang Rong and Ye Fan's fighting method, she has been practicing with her eyes closed, ignoring it, and the degree of selflessness simply amazed everyone present.

Hey, they looked at Jiang Lai carefully again, and suddenly found something strange.

They saw that there was a faint layer of white jade-colored brilliance circulating above and below Jiang Laizhou's body, that is, they could see that ordinary people could not find it, and the jade light seemed to be weak, but they sensed the aura contained in the jade light, a kind of power, it was actually very powerful, pure and feminine, and extremely tough, not only able to resist the Xuanbing Demon Skill, but also ...... , The two of them suddenly realized, and said in their hearts, I see, this little girl's cultivation turned out to be Ming Yugong, I said that he would let her stand behind him, he had a plan, Wang Xingyue is really Wang Xingyue.

The two masters of the Wudang faction secretly admired, and when they looked at Wang Rong again, there was more admiration in their eyes, and then they looked at Jiang Lai, they were inevitably a little disappointed and lost, they couldn't help but think that if the Yuan Yin Plain Girl cultivated Yuan Yuan Gong, the Pure Yang Jue might really be able to cultivate, but unfortunately, Jiang Lai met Wang Xingyue, this is the will of heaven!

At this time, Ye Fan suddenly spoke, "Wang Xingyue, you are very shameless. ”

Wang Rong smiled and said, "When dealing with shameless people, you naturally have to learn to be shameless, Ye Fan, how do you feel?"

Ye Fan snorted coldly, and said in a dark voice, "Don't be complacent, I can't die yet, Wang Xingyue, the only one who should die today is you!" With the words, his face and body were shrouded in black gas again, he turned into a black gas again, the cold aura intensified, the sharp qi strengthened, and in a fierce roar, Ye Fan once again turned into a sword shadow, incomparably dark, incomparably cold sword shadow, sword qi swallowed, cold light condensed, pointing to Wang Rong below, the black sword qi swept down, there was a great power to swallow all things, the sword light has not arrived, the cold air has reached, it is to envelop Wang Rong and Jiang Lai, Ye Fan wants to kill Wang Rong and destroy Jiang Lai, this sword is a little stronger, Ye Fan is really more and more brave, how can this sword Wang Rong resist, meteor fist or star soul axe！？

Punch, Wang Rong still punches, he just wants to punch the sword, the body does not move, a punch out, the fist breaks through the air, there is no sound, and there is no light flashing, this punch is ordinary, plain, no surprise, no different from ordinary people swinging punches, giving people the feeling that there is no power, the speed is not fast, the fist is struck, barely against the sword qi, black cold, sharp sword qi, will this punch be useful?

There was no sound, the fist blade sword qi met without any movement, and the sword qi did not pause at all, unceremoniously swept Wang Rong and Jiang Lai in, this punch was actually ineffective!

Ah, Wuxin, Wuqi and the two exclaimed, the real anger was chaotic, and the Liangyi sword array was almost scattered, and when they exclaimed, Ye Fan actually screamed, and then, Wuxin, Wuqi saw a light and shadow flying up along the black sword qi, the speed was extremely fast, the light and shadow were like electricity, it was a blue light, in the darkness, it was like a meteor breaking through the sky, flashing, and instantly arrived in front of Ye Fan, fast, really fast, Ye Fan's exclamation was not over, the light and shadow were close, close at hand!

Immediately, the blue and blue light and shadow suddenly flourished, the brilliance shone, the black sword qi disintegrated and dissipated, and Wang Rong stood proudly in the blue and blue light, facing Ye Fan face to face, only one meter apart, it was so close.