1635: C1635 Let's Fight Again

C1635 Let's Fight Again

Ye Fan saw that his attack had failed, so he took back his long staff and prepared to strike again.

But this time.

Ten thousand miles of mountains did not give him a chance.

With a backhand thrust.

Protective golden light.

"Clang!"

With a crisp sound, the two of them pulled their bodies apart once again.

The corner of Wanli Mountain's mouth twitched. His long sword swayed a few times, and several blades flew over, as if they wanted to cut Ye Fan into pieces.

Ye Fan knew that these few moves were just a pretense. He was laying the foundation for the subsequent moves.

So he didn't even dodge, and used the golden light to resist it.

The blade of the sword shattered, and turned into nothingness.

And in the next second.

Ten Thousand Mile Mountain saw the opportunity. The entire sword was spinning crazily, and dark green stone awls shot out from the blade.

"Look at my Earth Spirit Sword Energy!"

The stone awls covered the sky and covered the earth. They were so dense that it looked like it was raining.

However, his attack was not over. The stone awls were still the foreplay. The most important attack was the longsword in his hand.

The long sword that had been spinning for a while had been filled with dark green spirit essence. He aimed at Ye Fan's head and pushed the long sword out.

"Swoosh!"

The long sword shot out like a cannonball.

"Ye Fan, block it! If you have the ability, block it!"

Ye Fan naturally would not be foolish enough to block it head on. He pulled back and began to dodge.

But this flash did not matter. The rhythm of the attack was completely seized by the Ten Thousand Mile Mountain.

Old thief Situ was somewhat worried, but there were still two elders glaring at him from the side. He couldn't easily make a move, otherwise, the disciples behind them would be in danger.

But at this moment.

Ye Fan suddenly shouted out.

He held the staff with one hand and pointed it at the sky.

"Thousand Miles Mountain old man, look at my Heaven-Shaking Staff Technique!"

Mountain of Ten Thousand Miles' eyes turned cold. He was ready to receive his attack and was fully focused on Ye Fan's every move.

But in the next second.

"Boom!"

A bullet as dazzling as the sun exploded around his body.

The body of the Thousand Miles Mountain fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

"Sect Master!"

An elder blocked Ye Fan's figure, and another elder hurriedly went to treat him.

His body was covered in blood, and one of his legs was badly mutilated. He was basically no longer human.

"Ye Fan, you are despicable and shameless. How dare you sneak attack me?"

That's right. This was the cannon that Ye Fan had ordered the gunner disciples to shoot.

If they could sneak attack, why would they attack openly?

It would not do him any good.

Ye Fan said angrily, "I already said that I'm going to destroy your sect today. You still want to fight in the ring with me? Are you crazy?"

"Cannon gunner in position, continue firing!"

This time, the cannon was aimed at the many disciples.

A few cannonballs shot down and instantly blew them all away.

Looking at his disciples falling down one after another, Wan Lishan's eyes were filled with ferocity.

"Don't panic! The clone and Nascent Soul leaders immediately attacked and destroyed the disciples behind them."

"The rest of you, find cover and don't expose yourself."

"Elders, don't worry about me. You must stop Ye Fan and Old Thief Situ and give me some time to recover."

As expected of the Sect Master.

In the face of such a panicked situation, he was still able to give out orders in an orderly manner.

However, Ye Fan did not want to give him a chance.

"Hehe, I was just playing with you just now. Now is the real battle!"

"Old thief, do you dare to compete with me? Let's see who kills faster!" Ye Fan narrowed his eyes and said in a serious manner.

"Haha, no problem!"

The two of them rushed towards their enemies.

"Eight Inner Hidden Gates, open!"

Ye Fan called out in his mind. The spirit essence within his body surged like waves, a terrifying strength breaking out from his body.

Every movement he made was emitting a powerful deterrent force.

Elder Sun, who was fighting against him, instantly felt a thousand kilograms of pressure.

This kid's strength was actually this terrifying?

He had actually been playing around with the Grandmaster earlier on.

But he didn't even have the time to sigh.

Ye Fan's figure quickly rushed over, raised his long staff, and smashed down fiercely.

Elder Sun knew that this battle was related to the fate of the sect, so he naturally wouldn't shrink back.

He gritted his teeth, and in his heart, he made up his mind. He summoned his weapon, and it turned out to be a few hundred jin gold plated drum.

"Boom!"

A scorching flame immediately appeared around his body.

However, Ye Fan was not afraid at all. He rushed into the flame and resisted it head-on.

"Eh?"

Suddenly.

Ye Fan's body paused for a moment.

He could clearly feel that Elder Sun's strength had increased by a few points in an instant.

What was going on?

Elder Sun was first a little shocked, then he laughed wildly.

"Haha, kid, you're still too young."

"Don't you know that you can't easily enter other people's domains in a battle?"

Ye Fan suddenly realized that this was a domain.

"Hehe, other than the temperature being a little higher, I don't think I feel anything."

"Hmph, watch me refine you into dregs."

As his voice faded, a huge fire dragon appeared in the domain. It opened its bloody mouth and its five claws were as sharp as blades as it was going to devour Ye Fan.

"Hmph, playing with a dragon with me? You are nothing."

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth twitched.

"Nine Revolutions Golden Art and True Samadhi Fire, charge!"

He casually threw out a punch. The golden light mixed with the terrifying temperature of the True Samadhi Fire made it look ordinary.

However, it carried a domineering aura, starting from the destruction of the fire dragon's head to the destruction of its tail. It did not stop at all.

The entire golden dragon was not enough to withstand a single punch from Ye Fan.

"It seems like your domain isn't very strong."

"You are also a cultivator with the fire attribute?"

This is going to be difficult.

Elder Sun's heart went cold.

With the same fire attribute, even his domain would have a kind of affinity.

His attack power would be greatly reduced.

However, Ye Fan shook his head. "No, I have all attributes."

"What do you mean?"

"Yes, you don't have to understand."

Then, Ye Fan waved his hand. "I have also comprehended the Domain. I don't know which one of us is stronger."

As soon as he finished speaking.

Elder Sun felt as if he was being corroded by an invisible force. He felt a sense of danger from all over his body.

However, he was curious. Why did this domain not have any attributes?

"What domain are you in?"

"Destruction!"

Ye Fan smiled slyly and thought of something.

"Kacha!"

Elder Sun's clothes were all crushed into powder.

"F * ck! Are you a f * cking perverted pervert?"

He was extremely flustered.

At this moment, the surrounding battles also stopped.

They all stared at each other, not understanding what was going on.

Old thief Situ swallowed a mouthful of saliva and wiped away his sweat.

"Good boy, so Ye Fan is a freak. No wonder he wanted to compete with me in the domain. He wanted to strip me of my clothes."

"Fortunately, I rejected him. Otherwise, I would have been the one who was exposed."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. He's already so old, yet he's still being exposed by everyone. He's really at the end of his life."

Elder Sun's expression was extremely ugly as he roared.

"Why? Why are you humiliating me like this?"

Ye Fan smiled embarrassedly.

Actually, he did not want to.

He was just afraid that he would damage Elder Sun's life and cause him to overdraft his soul power, causing him to lose consciousness in front of everyone. He could only slightly damage his clothes and test it out.

It seemed that compared to his flame domain, his own domain was much more advanced.

At least he didn't feel any resistance and could easily hurt him.

"I, I'm going to kill you!"

Elder Sun's entire body was bathed in flames, rushing over like a madman.

He wasn't a match for Ye Fan to begin with, and now that they were fighting in a disorderly manner, it would be easier for him to defeat Ye Fan.

Less than ten minutes later.

One. A Fusion Stage expert was completely wiped out by Ye Fan.

On the other side.

The battle between Old Sly Situ and another elder had already reached its climax.

After a round of competition, the power of the Thunder Law far surpassed the opponent's, and they had won.

"Hahaha! Who else can fight me?"

"Ye Fan, am I faster than you?"

As soon as he finished his heroic speech, he found that there was no trace of Ye Fan in the surroundings.

Only now did he realize that he had already returned to Shi Qingyan's side and was eating fruits by the side, enjoying the cool breeze.

As for the rest of the disciples of the Mountain Moulding Sect, they were facing each other, but no matter what, they did not dare to attack.

Since Ye Fan was able to kill Elder Sun, they naturally weren't enough to deal with him.

No one wanted to die.

Scratching his head awkwardly, Old Sly Situ stared at the Ten Thousand Mile Mountain.

He was currently heavily injured, and this was the best time to kill him.

"Die!"

Thousand Miles Mountain was still in the midst of healing. He had never thought that his two Elders would lose so quickly. They didn't even have time to heal.

"Boom!"

A palm slapped down.

The top of the Thousand Mile Mountain was smashed into pieces.

His Nascent Soul broke out of his body, full of confusion.

"Old thief Situ, you dare to sneak attack me?"

"Haha, not only do I want to sneak attack you, I also want to catch you!"

The old thief grabbed with his hand, completely binding him and preparing to bring him back to the sect for interrogation.

As for the other disciples, they were not his match at all.

After a casual massacre, there were only a few dozen defeated soldiers left in the entire Mountain Moulding Sect.

Old thief Situ did not intend to kill them all, but he let them go with a soft heart.

They knew that they could no longer return to the sect.

That place had become the territory of the Heaven Breaking Sect.

They could only walk in a different direction in an attempt to find a safe place.

But at this moment, Ye Fan's voice rang out.

"Artillery, get ready. Fire at them."

"Yes, Second Ancestor!"

"Boom, boom, boom!"

In any case, the battle was already over.

There was no need to leave any more cannonballs behind. It was as if they did not need money, bombarding and bombarding everywhere.

Those disciples who thought that they were safe had all exploded beyond recognition. They could not be more dead.

"What are you doing? Stop!"

Old Sly Situ was furious. "Who told you to fire?"

"Me!"

Ye Fan's indifferent voice sounded. "The wild fire never ends, and the spring wind breeds again! Letting the tiger return to the mountain was not a good habit. Do you believe it? As long as they were given a chance to catch their breath, they would attack the Heaven Breaking Sect without hesitation. They won't care if you let them go now."

"This..."

Old thief Situ pondered for a moment.

He naturally understood the reasoning behind this.

But seeing so many people die tragically, he still couldn't bear it.

Because in the battle between the two sects, nearly five hundred disciples actually died.

Whose father were they, and whose son were they?

How painful were family?

Ye Fan glanced at him. "You should stop being such a b * tch! What, you want to be a Bodhisattva? I've already killed him, what's there to be sad about? "

"Can't you comfort me? I'm at least a few years old."

"Don't take advantage of my seniority. It's not like you're going to die soon."

" Sigh!"

He let out a heavy sigh and hid at the side in silence. It was obvious that he was digesting what had happened today.

Ye Fan, on the other hand, said, "Yan'Er, send someone back to the sect and bring more disciples over. Everyone, let's clean up the battlefield together."

One. A sect with hundreds of people naturally had a strong foundation.

It could make up for the vacancy that the Heaven Breaking Sect had created over the years.

Of course, Ye Fan wouldn't hand it all over. The Boundless Sect didn't have any excess food either, so they also needed some compensation.

"What about you? Will you follow me back to the sect?" Shi Yuyan felt somewhat reluctant when she felt that Ye Fan was about to leave.

"I'm not going back. I'll help you break the sect's grand formation, and then I'll leave."

"You're leaving just like that? Let's celebrate together tonight."

"Hehe, no need. My friend is still waiting for me to go back."

"Then... alright then."

Everyone parted ways.

Ye Fan broke through the grand formation and found the eye of the formation. He was prepared to leave it behind for the Heaven Breaking Sect so that they wouldn't need to be on guard at all times.

In fact, the operation of the sect protecting grand formation only required some spirit stones. The daily consumption was around ten thousand spirit stones.

It was estimated that the Mountain Grinding Sect would not be willing to give up so many spirit stones, which gave the Divine Power Cannon an opportunity to take advantage of.

Ye Fan sighed. Such a large sect was so poor, it was really pitiful.

He continued to search, and only came out after walking a few rounds in the Treasure Pavilion and Library Pavilion.

He found many good things for the Limitless Sect, including the cultivation techniques and all kinds of magic tools they cultivated.

As for the rest, Ye Fan didn't want them, so he left them to the Heaven Breaking Sect.

When old thief Situ saw Ye Fan's actions, he couldn't help but snort coldly.

"You are a complete and utter robber."

Ye Fan glared at him. "Hehe, you aren't a robber, are you? Then I will take all these things and leave none of them for you. How about it?"

"Hmph, how can that be? I have to share some of your sins with you, or else I'm afraid you won't be able to bear the negative karma."

"It sounds better than singing"

"When are you leaving?"

... "Now!"

"[When will you come next time?]"

"What's the matter? Do you miss me?" Ye Fan said angrily.

"Hehe, I really do have some. Why don't you leave me a communication stone?"

"I don't need that thing."

"Sigh, then we can only meet again if fate allows it."

"Right, but the next time we meet, I don't wish for you to be so sloppy."

"Don't worry, it'll definitely change!"

The two of them looked at each other and smiled, then they bid each other farewell in a hurry.

...

On the other side.

Wei Qian felt an unprecedented humiliation. He was actually trapped by a university student.

He didn't nod. He didn't even have the right to leave.

Who should he reason with?

After a few days of wind and sunbathing.1

His skin was already extremely dry, and he was also extremely thirsty.

Even if he could avoid fasting, he still had to sleep well and cultivate well.

The weather was so cold, and the cold wind was bone-piercing.

How was he supposed to cultivate?

If he used spiritual energy to protect his body, he wouldn't be able to circulate it.

He wasn't like Ye Fan, who could multitask.

Wei Qian finally did not want to hold back anymore. He stood up from the ground.

"Kid, no matter what you say this time, I have to leave! No one can stop me."

But it was still that familiar sentence.

Wang Yiqiao shook his head silently. "My brother hasn't come yet. You absolutely can't leave! If you want to leave, then let's fight again!"

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