Caught off guard, Ye Fan did not dodge Wu Qingcang's palm.

His clothes were directly shattered, and his perfect body, made according to the golden ratio, was exposed to the air.

From Wu Qingcang's palm, there was a domineering and extremely dead silence aura, like a deep black hole, enough to annihilate everything.

Ye Fan's face changed greatly, and his body retreated violently, widening the distance between him and Wu Qingcang.

However, the aura of great silence and terror was still injected into Ye Fan's body, like a rampant and domineering "robber", and began to wreak havoc in his internal organs and strange meridians.

In front of everyone's eyes, the muscles in Ye Fan's chest began to decay at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if they had been sucked dry of essence blood by some mysterious force.

Moreover, the area of decay is getting bigger and bigger, and it is beginning to spread in all directions.

Seeing this scene, Liu Yiyi's face in the distance was pale, and she couldn't help but exclaim: "Master Wu, what did you do to Xiaofan? Hurry up and stop!"

"Humph!"

Wu Qingcang sneered and said, "Miss Liu, even if it is your father Liu Buyi, he is not qualified to call the old man like this, what are you! This kid has already fallen into the power of the old man's withering glory, and in an instant, the essence and blood in his body will be completely corrupted, the five decays of heaven and man, and the death of Huangquan, even if it is Da Luo Jinxian, it will be difficult to save it!"

"When the time comes, whether it is the divine sword that is enough to trigger the thunder, or the jade pendant that is enough to withstand the rain of bullets, it will be in the old man......'s pocket!

In the end, Wu Qingcang let out a burst of unbridled laughter, echoing throughout the dense forest.

"Noise!"

Suddenly, Ye Fan's voice, as cold as the cold wind of Siberia, sounded in his ears.

When Wu Qingcang heard this, his brows furrowed, and he immediately turned his head to look at Ye Fan.

When he saw the scene in front of him, the smile on his face instantly froze, his pupils contracted violently, and his mouth opened wide enough to swallow his fist, looking like a ghost.

Looking from afar, I saw that the originally shriveled muscles in Ye Fan's chest swelled up again in an instant, becoming vibrant, and completely unaffected by the power of withering glory.

"This ...... What the hell is going on? Even a powerhouse in the Heavenly Realm can't dissolve the old man's withering power in such a short period of time, how did you do it?!"

Because of extreme consternation, Wu Qingcang's voice became sharp and high-pitched, very harsh.

Hearing this questioning, Ye Fan's eyes lit up, and he said, "Wu Qingcang, this technique you have cultivated does have some doorways, which caught me off guard, but that's all!"

After being hit by that palm just now, even Ye Fan's Heavenly Overlord Body couldn't resist the dead silence aura in it.

He immediately used the power of the green dragon, but it was still to no avail, which was enough to prove that the extraordinaryness of the "Kurong Divine Skill" was regarded as the top skill in the ancient martial arts world.

If it were a different person, I am afraid that the vitality would have been sucked dry, and it would have been completely reduced to a dry bone, and the Tao would have died.

However, Ye Fan is not an ordinary person, but an immortal cultivator.

After running the "Kunpeng Heaven Devouring Technique", the dead breath that invaded the body was absorbed in an instant, and it was gone, and the fatal crisis was easily resolved.

......

"No!

Wu Qingcang roared hysterically, as if he was crazy.

He never expected that the "Kurong Divine Skill", which he took more than ten years to practice, would not even be able to clean up a young junior.

He couldn't accept this fact.

In a fit of rage, Wu Qingcang completely lost his mind and roared: "Stinky boy, the old man doesn't believe it! This "Kurong Divine Skill" is the most mysterious technique in the world, how can you, a stinky guy, resist it?"

"Cut!"

Ye Fan pursed his lips disdainfully and said, "Wu Qingcang, you are too good at putting gold on your face! What is so great about a technique that can absorb the enemy's life force? Playing this kind of trick in front of me is simply playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong!"

As soon as the words fell, in Ye Fan's dantian, a dazzling light rose to the sky.

"Boom!"

A high-pitched roar suddenly sounded, as if some desolate beast had broken free from its shackles and escaped.

The next moment, in front of Ye Fan, a seven-foot halberd appeared out of thin air.

The halberd body was pure gold, divine splendor, and extremely sharp, as if a random blow could tear the sky and crush the earth.

Even from a long distance, everyone in the arena could feel the supreme power contained in the halberd.

Many of the weaker Wu family guards even trembled, their hearts and galls were broken, just like humble ants in the face of the Nine Heavens Divine Dragon, instinctively feeling fear, trembling in the depths of their souls, eager to immediately bow down.

Wu Jianxing's face changed even more, and a monstrous wave was set off in his heart, and he was so surprised that he couldn't help it.

He never expected that in addition to the Thunder Robbery Sword, Ye Fan would also have such a divine weapon.

And this halberd looks much stronger than the Thunder Robbery Sword, which contains a strong evil aura that cannot be dissolved, I don't know how much blood of the strong is stained, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a peerless murderer.

......

On the other side, Wu Qingcang no longer lost his previous arrogance, his face showed unprecedented solemnity, and his whole body was tense, as if he was facing a great enemy.

Wu Qingcang's mouth opened slightly, and he just wanted to say something, but Ye Fan didn't give him a chance at all.

"Whoosh!"

Ye Fan held the halberd in his hand and shot out, like an angry dragon being born, with the momentum of destroying the withering and decaying, and stabbed straight at Wu Qingcang's face.

The cold light flickered, and the halberd mangs were refined, cutting through the sky and tearing the sky.

Even the surrounding air was torn apart, just like a silver bottle bursting, and ripples appeared.

At this moment, Ye Fan seemed to be incarnated as a god of war who swept through the Eight Desolations and dominated the world, giving people a feeling of being unstoppable.

In the eyes of others, everything dissipated, and only the halberd remained, which almost poked a hole in the sky.

The halberd cracks the sky, traversing nine days!

There are no words to describe the domineering ferocity of this blow.

Not to mention the **mortal fetus, even if it is a star, I am afraid it will crumble and turn into powder.

For a while, Wu Qingcang stiffened, as if he was entangled by invisible chains, and he couldn't move at all.

A strong threat of death, close at hand.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

At the last moment, Wu Qingcang bit the tip of his tongue violently, forced his sanity to regain clarity, frantically squeezed the internal strength in the dantian, and his body moved to the right side.

"Huh!"

Rao is like this, the halberd blade of the halberd still grazed his left arm after all, cutting a wound of more than ten centimeters, and the blood was dripping.

"Master, are you alright?"

Seeing that he was injured, many of the Wu family's personal guards were extremely nervous.

"It's okay!" Wu Qingcang said in a deep voice.

The wound on his left arm, which looked terrifying, was actually not too deep and did not show bones.

And the power of withering glory that he cultivated, in addition to the "withering" that represents dead silence, also has the "glory" that represents vitality, which has an extraordinary healing effect, enough to make the wound heal instantly.

Just as he was about to use his internal strength, a sudden change occurred.

The halberd in Ye Fan's hand suddenly bloomed with a demonic red glow.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Qingcang actually found that at the wound of his body, an overwhelming power suddenly appeared, like an insatiable gluttony, frantically absorbing his own vitality.

After a few breaths, his body, which contained strong vitality, suddenly dried up, his face was covered with criss-crossing folds, his hair became gray and dry, and his straight backbone was also rickety, as if he had aged for dozens of years, and he was dead and lifeless.

In the blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed.

If it weren't for the fact that he was constantly using the power of withering glory to resist that mysterious power, he would have been sucked dry by now and killed on the spot.

Quiet!

Deathly silence!

For a while, there was silence in the field, and the needle drop could be heard.

"Shhh

It took a long time for the Wu family to recover from the shock, and they couldn't help but gasp, standing in place, unable to move, as if they were being slammed into the heart by a pair of invisible big hands, and they were about to suffocate.

It is really hard for them to imagine that the invincible head of the family in their minds is not only lagging behind, but also hanging by a thread.

At this time, Ye Fan stood with his halberd in his hand, held his head high, looked at Wu Qingcang from afar, his eyes were like sharp blades, and he said sharply:

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