Chapter 1895
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“So you are Long Pusa.”
Chen Fan looked at Ye Qiu with a face full of surprise.
At the beginning, the matter of the Yin-Yang Sect wanted Long Pusa was in full swing, and Chen Fan had also heard of it.
“I didn’t expect that the wanted criminal of the Yin-Yang Sect back then actually worshiped under the Wuji Tianzun. Interesting.”
Chen Fan took his foot away from Fang Tianming’s body.
At this time, besides Chen Fan, there was also a mid-Yuanying disciple in the Qingyun Sword Sect.
That disciple was holding a long sword, ready to make a move.
“Stand down, the disciple of the Wuji Tianzun, I will solve him myself.”
Chen Fan waved his hand, and that disciple immediately stepped aside. Then, Chen Fan laughed loudly and said, “It’s really the heavens opening their eyes. Unexpectedly, the disciple of Supreme Wuji has been sent right in front of me. Great.”
”Kid, how do you want to die？”
Chen Fan walked towards Ye Qiu, his face full of murderous intent.
As he walked, he also said to Ye Qiu, “Dragon Bodhisattva, for the sake of you being the disciple of Supreme Wuji, I’ll give you a chance to make a move. Otherwise, once I make a move, you won’t have any chance at all.”
Who knew that Ye Qiu hooked his finger at Chen Fan and cursed, “Cut the crap and come over here to die.”
”So arrogant. I like it.” Chen Fan didn’t get angry but laughed instead.
The murderous intent on his body became even stronger.
The fighting spirit on Chen Fan’s body was getting stronger and stronger, exuding a terrifying aura and continuously approaching Ye Qiu.
”Since you’re so eager to die, then I’ll grant you your wish.”
”Later, I’m going to annihilate your primordial spirit and twist off your head.”
”I’m also going to take your head to show Qi Tian.”
When Chen Fan’s voice fell, his whole person was like a cannonball, charging towards Ye Qiu, fast and fierce.
”Kill！”
With a fierce shout, Chen Fan brandished the long sword in his hand and stabbed towards Ye Qiu’s throat.
The cold sword light was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, gloomy and venomous.
“You should feel honored to die by my sword.”
Chen Fan said with a sinister smile, as if he had seen that the tip of the sword would pierce Ye Qiu’s throat in the next second.
“Be careful！” Fang Tianming shouted loudly, trying to stand up to help Ye Qiu, but after struggling a few times, he still couldn’t stand up. He was too seriously injured.
“Ding！”
The tip of the sword stabbed at Ye Qiu’s throat, and sparks flew everywhere.
“What？”
Chen Fan’s pupils shrank sharply. The tip of the sword seemed to stab on a piece of meteorite from outer space, and actually did not pierce Ye Qiu’s throat.
“How is it possible？”
Chen Fan was greatly shocked. Although the sword in his hand was not a holy sword, it was extremely sharp. Why couldn’t it even hurt a mortal body.
How could he know that the strength of Ye Qiu’s physical body was already comparable to that of a saint. How could it be pierced by him, a peak Nascent Soul.
Just then, Ye Qiu sneered and said, “Didn’t you eat? Your strength is so weak.”
Chen Fan was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
Just now, although this sword did not burst out with all his strength, he also used 80% of his strength.
On the other side, Fang Tianming was also dumbfounded, and then there was a deep admiration in his eyes.
“As expected of the disciple of Wuji Tianzun, he is really powerful！”
As for the other disciple of Qingyun Sword Sect, he felt a little uneasy. Ye Qiu’s strength greatly exceeded his expectations.
Ye Qiu looked at Chen Fan and said, “I’ll give you another chance. Use your strongest sword move to stab me. As long as you can wound me, I’ll spare your life.”
Upon hearing this, a fierce look flashed in Chen Fan’s eyes.
He didn’t think this was Ye Qiu giving him a chance, but rather that Ye Qiu was mocking him.
”So confident？ Fine, let you see my swordsmanship.”
Chen Fan quickly retreated more than a dozen steps, circulated all the strength in his body, threw away the long sword, and formed seals with both hands in front of him.
“Chasing Wind Thirteen Swords, unsheathed!”
Qiang, qiang, qiang…
In an instant, thirteen huge sky-reaching swords appeared behind him.
Each huge sword was about several tens of zhang long and extremely wide, like a small mountain.
With sharp edges and corners exposed.
The sword energy was very terrifying.
“So strong!” Fang Tianming’s expression was horrified.
It was only at this time that he understood that when Chen Fan fought against them from the Desolate Ancient Holy Land before, he hadn’t exerted his full strength.
The Long-browed True Man was also a little startled and thought to himself: “This kid’s combat power is probably stronger than the dead Second Saint Son Yun Jie of the Yin-Yang Sect.”
That disciple of the Qingyun Sword Sect, seeing Chen Fan use the Chasing Wind Thirteen Swords, had an excited expression on his face.
”This is senior brother’s ultimate killing move. The Dragon Bodhisattva is doomed.”
Little did he know that there was no fluctuation on Ye Qiu’s face, and he looked calm.
”Dragon Bodhisattva, this is what you asked for！”
“I’m not boasting. Below the Divine Passage Realm, no one can block my Thirteen Wind-Chasing Swords.”
“This set of swordsmanship was passed down to me by the ancestor of the Chen family. Even when facing a powerhouse in the early stage of the Divine Passage Realm, I still have the strength to fight.”
“Although your physical body is very hard, your cultivation is only at the peak of the Cave Heaven Realm. Soon you will be stabbed into a hedgehog by my sword qi.” There was a sneer on Chen Fan’s face.
“Is that so？” Ye Qiu said softly： “In my opinion, your swordsmanship is just so-so.”
“Hmph, I hope you can still think so later.” Chen Fan let out a furious shout： “The thirteen swords condense into one.”
clang！
In an instant, thirteen huge swords condensed behind him, forming an even larger and stronger huge sword.
This huge sword was about a hundred zhang long.
The sword qi crisscrossed.
“Divine Annihilation Slash！”
With Chen Fan’s furious shout, the huge sword, like a mountain, directly slashed down towards Ye Qiu.
“Boom！”
Suddenly, a sharp sword whistle sounded in mid-air.
At the same time, a bright golden light appeared on Ye Qiu’s body. He stood still in place and didn’t make any defense, allowing the huge sword to slash down.
“Dang！”
There was a loud noise.
The huge sword slashed on Ye Qiu’s head, sparks flying, and the next second, the huge sword shattered and Chen Fan was shaken until he vomited blood.
Looking at Ye Qiu again, he was unharmed.
“Destroy God Slash？ The name is quite arrogant, but the power is not so great.” Ye Qiu said with a look of disdain.
“This…” Chen Fan was completely dumbfounded.
He was very confident in his swordsmanship. He originally thought that cutting off the opponent was a sure thing, but now, the opponent took a sword and didn’t get hurt at all.
Too perverted.
Fang Tianming and the other disciple of Qingyun Sword Sect were also dumbfounded, and there was only one thought in their hearts.
Did the Dragon Bodhisattva practice the Iron Head Skill？
“You have used your strongest sword, and presumably you don’t have any more trump cards. Now it’s my turn to make a move. Take this fist.”
As Ye Qiu’s voice fell, his fist carried a monstrous momentum and bombarded towards Chen Fan.
This fist had great power, like a stormy sea.
“Not good！”
Chen Fan hurriedly retreated, but it was too late.
“Bang！”
Chen Fan’s body was smashed to pieces by a punch, and his primordial spirit was about to escape. Ye Qiu raised his hand and pointed a sword finger.
“Puff！”
Chen Fan’s primordial spirit was destroyed.
The remaining disciple of Qingyun Sword Sect, seeing this scene, was so scared that his soul flew away and hurriedly fled to the distance.
Ye Qiu pointed another sword finger.
“Whoosh！”
The sharp sword qi was like a bolt of lightning, cutting through the sky and instantly stabbing into the head of that Qingyun Sword Sect disciple, nailing the primordial spirit to death.
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