622: C622 Death Is at Hand

C622 Death Is at Hand

Ye Xiaofan felt his scalp tingle as he saw the shadow under his feet. What exactly was this attack? He was even more confused.

Du Ping arrived at the top of the sky and looked down at the battle below. His scarlet eyes were filled with a dark coldness as he sneered, "Little bastard, kill my son and enjoy yourself. What does that mean? Life is better than death!"

These sword guards were all martial practitioners that had been refined using secret techniques. They were able to bring out the full extent of the formation. This move, the assassination formation, had all been injected with the "Spirit Devouring Liquid", allowing them to cultivate.

The so-called Spirit Devouring Liquid, was able to turn one's own body into water and wrap around the enemy's body, causing corrosion to appear. The more it entangled, the more corrosive it would be, and finally corroding the enemy into a pool of corpse water.

One by one, the black shadows gathered together and formed a big black hand. It shot up into the sky and grabbed at Ye Xiaofan.

"Wind Escape: Wind Technique!"

Ye Xiaofan had turned into a cool breeze and disappeared, but his body was still stained with some black water.

"Tss tss!"

Ye Xiaofan appeared high up in the sky. When his arm was touched by the black water, it instantly started to corrode. Waves of heart-wrenching pain stimulated Ye Xiaofan's head.

Ye Xiaofan gritted his teeth and said with a bit of pain, "What the f * ck, there's even such a disgusting thing?"

"Such an evil thing, the thunder can perfectly restrain it."

Ye Xiaofan raised his arm and lightning quickly gathered at the top of his palm. Following that, crackling sounds rang out and the destructive aura filled the entire area.

"Crackle!"

Every time the thunder exploded out, the surrounding area would blossom with extreme daylight, causing everyone's eyes to be filled with a vast expanse of whiteness.

"Shua!"

The big black hand shot up into the sky, bringing with it an extremely evil aura, and directly grabbed towards Ye Xiaofan.

"You came at the right time!"

The lightning in Ye Xiaofan's palm condensed to its limit. Seeing the black hand rushing over, a dignified expression appeared on Ye Xiaofan's face as he smacked it down.

"Sizzle …"

"Crack, crack, crack …"

"Ah!

Thunder and black hands clashed, producing a series of ear-piercing sounds. Strands of black smoke rose into the air, thunder instantly coiling around the black hand, thunder snakes burst forth.

"Plop …"

The giant black hand was split into pieces by the lightning. One by one, the charred black corpses fell from the sky and heavily crashed on the ground, creating a series of muffled sounds.

"How is that possible, that's a sword guard that can kill Half-step Incarnation!"

"So, such a strong child. He can actually fight against one hundred and eighty-eight Sword Guards!"

"This is a Spiritual Talent of Thunder, it's extremely rare and unbelievable. How can there be such a perverted child in this world!"

The surrounding people were stunned on the spot as they looked at the scene in front of them with incredulous expressions.

Originally, they all thought that Ye Xiaofan would definitely die. Who knew that Ye Xiaofan would be able to kill that extremely powerful Sword Guard with just a single strike.

"Little bastard, give me your life!"

An angry roar that sounded like muffled thunder exploded in the sky. A sharp sword energy descended from the sky and chopped towards Ye Xiaofan's head.0

"Holy sh * t!"

Ye Xiaofan felt the immense pressure and couldn't move at all. He looked at the sword aura and cursed. He thought that killing the Sword Guards would be enough. Who would have thought that there would be such a powerful expert sneaking an attack from the shadows?

"Be careful, young master!"

When Jian Nanxuan saw this scene, he threw out his Soul Devouring Sword and disappeared.

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