My Cold and Beautiful Wife

The smoke from the night sky blew away the silk, and over a hundred flying swords were entangled within, unable to break free! He aimed at Ye Fan\'s location and directly lashed across the air. The flying silk ribbon turned into a strong and tough long whip, and the sound of it breaking through the air was like a thunderclap! "BOOM!"

Extreme Sword Intent! "First layer disintegrated sword intent, after being compressed, the sword intent pressure is comparable to the power of chaos within the nine chaos levels!" "Limitless Sword Dance!"

Ye Fan turned around, and began changing his sword frequently, slashing towards the flying silk ribbon along the way! The Ancient Sword Technique\'s power was like breaking bamboo, slashing, slashing, slashing, piercing, wiping, advancing with great momentum! Although the Smoke Ribbon was able to continuously repair and grow, Ye Fan\'s attack speed was even faster, so naturally, it was too late for the Flying Ribbon to repair it.

Within a few seconds, Ye Fan had already ripped a large part of the flying silk ribbon into pieces, and hundreds of flying swords were released! Seeing the manipulator behind the flying silk ribbon, that flash of green shadow, Ye Fan, continued to press his way in! The Fog of the Night also discovered that long-range attacks were ineffective.

He simply withdrew the flying silk ribbon and firmly held it within a three meter radius. The silk ribbon actually transformed into metal, full of flexibility and burning with wind! " Sir God of Swords! To fight against my Qing Qiu in close combat is not a wise choice! "

Smoke from the night sky sneered. With both hands controlling the flying silk, it seemed to have become a pair of arms. It nimbly started to counterattack towards Ye Fan! The flying silk ribbon was as fast as a shadow and as sharp as the blade of a knife. The key point was that the dancing of the smoke wave in the night was still faster. There was always a chance to seize the initiative! "No matter how fast Ye Fan\'s Limitless Sword Dance was, or how invulnerable his Ancient Sword Art was, if it was too slow, he would be beaten up forever!" "Swish!"

"Sizzle sizzle ~ ~ ~" Ye Fan\'s body was instantly cut open one after another by the flying silk ribbon! "Close combat also means that the Fog of Night\'s smoke waves will be able to reach Ye Fan in a relatively short period of time!" "Haha …" Smoke Stub felt that his victory was assured, and he laughed mockingly, "So what if you\'re an Overlord\'s Sword Intent … If your sword intent can\'t touch me, then no matter how strong your sword intent is, it\'s meaningless! His Majesty the Profound Dragon Emperor has overestimated you. With your strength, you are nothing to worry about! "

Ye Fan defended his vital points while observing the path of attack of the Fog Night Smoke Wave.

When the wounds on his body were about to reach an unendurable critical point, Ye Fan\'s eyes revealed a sharp glint! The power of the blood in his body boiled once again, frenzied dragon blood! Ye Fan\'s hair was dyed a golden red! The wind in the air made Ye Fan\'s body even more nimble, and a sword intent enveloped Ye Fan\'s body, merging with the wind. In an instant, the body, sword intent, and wind, created a perfect fit! Threads of golden wind seemed to have reborn Ye Fan, making his movements even more without any resistance! "Ye Fan\'s body instantly received a huge increase in speed!" Sword Traversing Dragons! "

Ye Fan\'s sudden acceleration allowed him to keep up with the Fog Night Smoke Wave\'s attack frequency! Even if the Fog Night Smoke Wave could rely on Shadow Dance to advance one step, after Ye Fan\'s speed increases, he would be able to make up for it with his slow movement! On the other hand, the Fog of the Night Smoke, even though it knew that Ye Fan was attacking, its speed was a little bit tight. It needed to spend more time and effort to dodge! So what if it was the Qing Qiu Clan … The five clawed Golden Dragon Bloodline in my body is already the limit that your clan can reach! "

The Divine Dragon Nine Transformations used the wind to increase the speed of the dragon wings, combining sword intent and Imperial Sword Technique. Only then did Ye Fan come up with this "Sword Walk on the Dragon" movement technique! He used his body as a sword to be an Imperial Censor, and also allowed the wind and sword to combine with each other. His surroundings would be able to speed him up.

Although this move required a very subtle degree of compatibility to be used, Ye Fan\'s two hundred years of study was not a joke! Ye Fan\'s two hands used sword techniques to attack like the tide, directly sending the Fog of Night from one palace to the other, passing through three palaces! The palace attendants all fled without a trace, the palace hall was completely razed to the ground by these two pressuring auras! No matter how the smoke wave attacked, Ye Fan seemed to have calculated it accurately! "Gradually, countless fine wounds appeared on Yan Luo\'s body. Although they weren\'t fatal, if this went on, the outcome would eventually be decided!" Were you recording my moves just now?

"

The smoke from the night\'s smoke suddenly woke up.

Ye Fan\'s face was cold, and he didn\'t say anything.

He had indeed been testing it out and recording it. He also had a misty night at home.

He wanted to know more about the experts of the Qing Qiu clan and how they used Shadow Dance, so that he could tell Misty Night about it when he got back.

Secondly, Ye Fan wanted to find out this guy\'s tricks. This way, he would be able to finish everything in one fell swoop, and he would not be able to turn the situation around.

The group of Chaos Realm warriors, who were watching the fight, ran out of sight when they saw that the outcome was uncertain! If they stayed, they wouldn\'t be able to help. They might as well report the situation here to avoid losing their lives for nothing.

The Fog of Mist saw that the situation was not looking good. Its eyes flickered with a purplish-red evil light. A wave of seductive and tempting spiritual force crazily stimulated Ye Fan! "Ye Fan was already prepared. Of the three major talents of the Qing Qiu Clan, Shadow Dance, Hu Mei, and Phantom Transformation, this guy will definitely use Hu Mei\'s mental attack!" "Dragon\'s Eye!"

Ye Fan used an even more violent Dragon Soul attack! The golden eyes and the purple-red eyes collided into each other, causing Fog Night Smoke Bo\'s entire body to tremble, and he immediately coughed out a mouthful of blood! I told you! In terms of bloodline! "You\'re not as good as me!"

Since the Azure Dragon was a realm that surpassed the limits of any other bloodline, as long as the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon was used to its limit, it shouldn\'t be afraid of any other bloodline.

Ye Fan also didn\'t expect himself to reach the Azure Dragon Bloodline, but after studying the Five Clawed Golden Dragon Bloodline, he had spent quite a bit of effort in these two hundred years! Fog of the Night felt incredible. How could this fellow\'s mental cultivation be so terrifying?

His arms moved the flying silk ribbon as he retreated at an increased speed. He intended to run away immediately, not daring to continue fighting! How could Ye Fan give him a chance? He knew that if he couldn\'t beat him, he would run away.

Ye Fan instantly summoned tens of thousands of flying swords, directly forming a tight formation, and surrounded the area in all directions, forming a huge encirclement! "From a distance, it looks like the flying sword has formed an encirclement!" Sword God! Trying to trap me with these swords! "You\'re thinking too much!"

The misty night smoke transformed into a cyan shadow, and the distance between Ye Fan and him became further and further apart! Ye Fan sneered, "Who said that..." "Only these swords …" Smoke Stub frowned. He seemed to sense that something was wrong. He raised his head to look, and his eyes were filled with amazement! He only saw, at an unknown time, thousands of flying swords condensed in the sky! 10,000, 50,000, 100,000?

Or two hundred thousand!?

The smoke from the night sky could not be estimated because there were simply too many of them. They had already filled the skies above the palace! "Ye Fan\'s gaze is like lightning, his sword swinging down!" The Emperor Dragon Sword Tomb! "

In a split-second, hundreds of thousands of sword intents condensed into solid swords that poured down in torrents, as if the Milky Way was hanging upside down, causing the stars in the sky to fall! Ye Fan had studied for two hundred years, and had relied on his sword spirit to reach Duotian. Finally, he could do it, and the sword intent was solid! Perfection like Water, turned into hundreds of thousands of solid flying swords, falling down in an instant, forming a Sword Tomb, completely destroying the opponents in the Sword Tomb! On the outside, there was a besieging city formed by the Emperor Dragon Sword Prison! Inside, the sea of swords, the purgatory of swords! No matter how much you ran in the misty night, there was still a limit! Ye Fan and Fog Night had noticed this during their training. Although the speed of the Qing Qiu Shadow Dance was very fast, it wasn\'t teleportation.

Shadow Dance was most afraid of area-of-effect damage! Ye Fan was going to use this move to attack the Emperor Dragon Sword Tomb, to maximize the effect of the Fog Night Smoke Wave, and then use an extremely large area of sword intent to kill him! Countless solid-state flying swords were actually solidified the moment they landed, turning into liquid or even gas the moment they landed.

After all, Ye Fan was unable to do so, maintaining hundreds of thousands of solid-state sword intent flying swords for a long time.

This sword intent of his was after the flying sword descended, temporarily condensing into a solid state and causing the greatest impact. This was enough! Chapter error, point this report (registered free)

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