boom!

As Ye Fan's words fell, it seemed like the river of heaven was stirring.

The surrounding world was surging again.

The powerful power gathered here like a summoned person.

Ye Fan's originally sluggish aura exploded again.

Everyone saw that the man, who was already at the end of his strength, had his might rise sharply at a terrible speed.

In the end, the surging power was like a dragon!

"This...how is this possible?"

"Is this kid still a trump card?"

Chu Yuan's expression changed drastically at this moment.

He looked in disbelief, and the horror in his heart swept through like storm waves.

"No, it's impossible."

"This is absolutely impossible!"

"The Star-breaking Sword is already Chu Tianfan's strongest blow, and he has used up his trump card."

"It must be a bluff."

"It's just a piece of gold and jade, but it's just a piece of shred."

Chu Yuan shook his head, not believing that Ye Fan still has a trump card and it is useless.

As for the several styles he mentioned after Yun Dao Tianjue, Chu Yuan undoubtedly disbelief.

"For hundreds of years, even the most infamous genius of the Chu family, Yun Daotianjue, has only practiced to the seventh stage."

"Even those who have practiced the sixth stage are rare."

"It can be said that Yun Dao Tianjue's last few moves are simply impossible to practice."

"You little brat, you still want to use this to scare me. Are you scared to be the real Chu Yuan?"

"I'll give you decent, you don't want it. Since that's the case, then I'll help you decent!"

Chu Yuan's face was gloomy.

After a brief shock, he quickly calmed down.

I just think that all this is Ye Fan’s nonsense and Ye Fan’s mysterious deception.

In addition to his anger, Chu Yuan activated his power and used the three masters of the Truman.

It seems that Chu Yuan is preparing to completely end the battle with Ye Fan with this.

"The Heavenly Wolf is Absolute!"

"The White Tiger is Absolute!"

"Qinglong Jue!"

Chu Yuan made three moves in succession.

The three attacks, with great power, smashed towards Ye Fan fiercely.

"Brother Xiaofan, be careful..."

At this time, everyone knew that the battle had reached the final stage of life and death.

Chu Yuan's three attacks would be very likely to take Ye Fan's life away.

Xu Lei, who was worried, finally shouted loudly.

The words are filled with sadness and heartbreak.

She had already been unable to stand Ye Fan and was hurt any more.

Huh ~

The wind is fierce and the mountains and rivers are howling.

Chu Yuan's powerful offensive was like a tiger descending a mountain and sweeping across the world.

However, facing powerful attacks.

Ye Fan stretches across the world without fear or fear.

He was thin, just like a spear standing upright.

He stood proudly in the river of heaven, with his arms stretched out, like the nine heavenly true gods, embracing the heaven and earth.

And in his arms, great power gathered wildly.

Everyone saw a storm of destruction happening in front of them.

Ye Fan was standing at the center of the storm.

He pinched his fingers and made a sound.

The obscure words were like the oldest mantra, or like the chanting of the sky.

The sound of burning is rolling, and the sound of the silence is ethereal.

In the end, everyone saw golden patterns flowing wildly in front of Ye Fan.

On the pattern, light shone on it, as if there were thousands of powers flowing in it.

"This...what is this?"

"For...why have you never seen it?"

The strange scene in front of Ye Fan did tremble countless people.

Even Chu Yuan, his old eyes, narrowed himself unconsciously.

"Hmph, stinky brat, you're at the end of your strength."

"No matter how hard you struggle, it will be in vain."'

"How powerful can this kind of fancy method have?"

Chu Yuan was still stubborn and said coldly.

But who knows how much worries and fears are suppressed under these seemingly disdainful words?

Huh ~

The storm is still sweeping.

Endless power is still gathering.

The rich energy around Ye Fan has gathered into a terrifying tornado.

It is like a dry sponge, greedily absorbing the powerful force from all directions.

Moreover, as Ye Fan continued to accumulate strength.

Everyone was surprised to find that the pine and cypress that were originally green on the roadside were quietly withering.

The plum blossoms blooming in late autumn also quietly withered.

Even the entire Yunzhou City suddenly felt tired.

It seems that the physical strength has also accelerated and passed.

"How...how is this happening?"

"What kind of martial arts is this?"

"Can the flowers and trees wither and the cordyceps disappear?"

A few seconds ago, the Trumans were still celebrating victory.

At this moment, a shocked face appeared again.

As the saying goes, the unknown is the most terrifying.

They had fought with Ye Fan for so many years, but this was the first time they saw Ye Fan using such a move.

It is as if it can remove the vitality of all things, which determines the life and death of sentient beings.

In this way, under the horrific and puzzled eyes of countless people, Ye Fan's entire power had gathered to a peak.

The full power shines like a small sun.

In the end, everyone saw a black and white roulette quietly appearing above Ye Fan's head.

Just like the millstone of life and death, black and white intertwined, everything is destroyed by it, and all beings will never exist.

Just when everyone was wondering what Ye Fan was doing.

Finally, a vague and majestic voice resounded through the sky and the earth in the next moment!

"The clouds and the sky are gone, the eighth style"
To be continued...