Ye Fan's voice was full of domineering and outstanding meaning, like a divine dragon above the nine heavens, looking down at the ants in the dust.

Suddenly, Ye Fan straightened his chest, no longer hiding his strength, and the momentum on his body was rising steadily, skyrocketing endlessly.

"Boom!"

That powerful momentum spread in all directions, giving people a feeling that the sky was falling apart and the world was collapsing.

At this moment, Ye Fan is no longer the ordinary teenager he was before, as if he has incarnated as a supreme god, sweeping all directions, shocking the universe, and dominating the world!

If it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that I would be so frightened that I knelt down on the spot and bowed down.

In mid-air, the sword-wielding man felt such a change, his pupils contracted violently, his hairs stood up, and he felt an unprecedented threat of death.

Instinct told him that he should immediately stay away from Ye Fan in front of him, how far he could escape!

However, his knife was already ready to shoot and had to be fired.

If you forcibly stop it, I am afraid that it will lead to a backlash of internal strength and hurt the internal organs.

"Phew!"

In desperation, he could only let out a heavy shout, frantically squeezing the internal strength in the dantian, and putting it to death and then rebirth, just like the warrior Jing Ke who assassinated the King of Qin.

At the same time, he also sounded what Ye Fan said just now-

"Kill you, one glance is enough!"

In the eyes of the sword-wielding man, this is simply nonsense.

In the ancient martial arts of China, there is indeed a move of "witnessing".

When practicing to the realm of Dacheng, a martial artist can look like a sword, generate electricity in the void, capture people's hearts, shock the soul, and instantly frighten the opponent.

However, the power of witnessing is mainly reflected in the spirit, a martial arts master like a sword-wielding man, with a firm mind, and his Dao heart will hardly be shaken by the outside world, how can he be killed by a mere glance?

......

A few seconds later, the long knife was only an arm's length away from Ye Fan.

The sharp blade seemed to cut through his skin.

Suddenly, the sword-wielding man saw two jumping flames from the bottom of Ye Fan's eyes, occupying almost the entire pupil.

And the color of the flame showed a strange pure white, so bright and dazzling that people did not dare to look at it directly, and even the sun and the moon could not compete with it.

Among them, it reveals the power of destroying the world and destroying the world, as if it can incinerate everything in the world.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Two pure white light suits as thick as pillars shot out from Ye Fan's eyes.

The scorching breath turned a radius of 100 meters into a red flame purgatory, and the concrete floor was cracked by the scorching temperature, and there were faint signs of vaporization.

At such a close distance, the sword-wielding man didn't have time to dodge, and could only watch as the pillar of flame light pierced through his chest.

A spark can start a prairie fire.

The flames centered on his chest and spread in all directions, instantly turning him into a burning man!

Generally speaking, with the physique of a martial arts master, ordinary flames would not be able to damage him at all.

However, what Ye Fan is casting now is the magic spell that Wei Lao taught him-

Burning Eyes!

This pure white pillar of flame light is the most terrifying of the five innate fires, the Nanming Separation Fire, nothing is burned, and the sky is burned to destroy the world.

In just a few breaths, the knife-wielding man who had not been able to live before couldn't even scream, and the skin, bones, muscles, blood, and veins of his whole body were all wiped out, and there were not even bones left.

......

"Shhh

In the distance, there were two remaining martial arts masters, and they couldn't help but gasp, and their bodies were shaken, as if they had been shocked by electricity, as if they were being grabbed by a pair of invisible big hands, and they were about to suffocate.

The scene that happened in front of them had an unprecedented visual impact on them.

They thought that dealing with a mere hairy boy would be easy to catch.

No one expected that Ye Fan would have such a terrifying trick.

Even with their knowledge, they had never seen such a move!

At any glance, you can burn the sky and destroy the world, and burn the sky!

The pure white flame contained a supreme aura that touched the origin of this avenue and made their souls tremble, like animals meeting natural enemies.

A strong grandmaster didn't even have the strength to resist, and he was completely dead.

They asked themselves if it were themselves, and in the face of that terrifying pillar of flame, they might not be spared.

On the other hand, Ye Fan's face still did not change, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and there was not even a drop of sweat on his forehead, as if he had done something insignificant.

"Oh my God, what the hell is this? Could it be the legendary Fiery Eye?" exclaimed the black-robed man.

Before, Ye Fan let out wild words, saying that with just one glance, he could kill them.

At that time, no one believed it at all, and everyone thought that Ye Fan was making a big fuss.

Until this moment, the cruel reality made them have to believe.

Suddenly, Ye Fan turned around, his eyes were still burning with raging flames, like the fire god Zhu Rong descended into the world, looked at the remaining two martial arts masters, and said lightly:

"I've got one, and then, it's your turn!"

......

There was no murderous aura in his voice, but it fell on the ears of the two martial arts masters, like the judgment of the god of death.

For a while, the two of them were frightened, and they could no longer have any intention of fighting, and there was only one thought left in their minds-

Escape!

Escape from this terrifying existence as soon as possible!

Where there is life, there is hope!

In their opinion, although the pillar of flame light had the power to destroy the world, its speed was not fast.

The big man with the knife just now was too close to Ye Fan, and he was caught off guard before he was hit and died.

If they flee at full speed, there is still a chance of survival!

Thinking of this, the two glanced at each other, and then without any hesitation, their bodies retreated violently, like arrows from the string, in opposite directions.

Seeing this scene, Ye Fan sneered and said, "Hmph...... You don't think I only have this move, do you?"

As he spoke, he took off a sword-shaped pendant from his neck, which was the Thunder Tribulation Sword.

In an instant, the Thunder Tribulation Sword rose in the wind, returning to the size of three feet.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan's mind moved, and the Thunder Tribulation Sword seemed to have a sanity, carrying the momentum of destroying the withering and decaying, and took the lead in shooting towards the vest of the black-robed man.

The speed was so fast that it pulled out an afterimage in mid-air, almost breaking the sound barrier.

The black-robed man's body shook, and he felt the crisis behind him, as if he was being targeted by some terrifying beast, and subconsciously wanted to dodge.

But in the end, it was still a line of slowness.

"Sting!"

The sharp blade of the sword tore through the sky, pierced the black robe, pierced through the vest, and pierced through the heart.

"Whoa!"

The crimson blood gushed out like a waterfall, blooming in mid-air with demonic blood lotuses, forming a poignant picture.

The next moment, the body of the black-robed man fell to the ground with a bang, and his breath gradually dissipated.

At the same time, the Thunder Tribulation Sword did not stop at all, and once again turned into a flying rainbow, shooting towards the last "fish that slipped through the net".

......

"Roar, roar, roar!"

That Grandmaster powerhouse's eyes were split, as if he was crazy, and under the strong threat of death, he burst out with unprecedented strength, swinging his fists, wanting to use that fist to smash the Thunder Tribulation Sword.

This fist glove is made of meteoric iron outside the sky, which is solid and indestructible, and can pierce the golden cracked stone with a single punch at will.

But he couldn't have imagined that Ye Fan's Thunder Tribulation Sword was personally refined by Beichen Immortal Venerable Wei Qianshan, and its raw materials were the Seven-Star Dragon Yuan Sword and the Thunder Tribulation Divine Wood.

In terms of sharpness, there are few divine weapons in the world that can match it!

"Zheng!"

The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded.

The sturdy fist didn't even resist for a second, and the Thunder Sword cut it off like cutting tofu, and then castrated to stop, cutting off the big man's fist, and finally slashing through his neck.

"Sting!"

The next moment, a smooth and flat red line appeared on the big man's neck.

"Puff sneer!!"

Immediately after, blood shot out, and his head fell to the ground with a "plop".

At this point, the three martial arts masters sent by Yang Zhenkun to kill Ye Fan were completely dead.

In the distance, Pei Wu, who had always been as cold as frost, was looking at Ye Fan with unbelievable eyes.

Her delicate body trembled involuntarily, as if she had experienced a spiritual baptism, and she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

Ye Fan's invincible posture just now made Pei Wu's mind think of a word-

Like a god!

That picture has been forever engraved in the depths of her memory, even if it is a few decades later, I am afraid that she will not be able to forget it.