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All the elders of the three sects retreated in embarrassment, and in the blink of an eye, only the two figures of the Sword Emperor Ning Beque and Ye Fan were left on the top of this mountain.

No, there is also Wang Yongshi lying in a pool of blood.

The creatures in the mountains also seemed to sense the horror that was coming, and all kinds of screams and roars continued to rise and fall, and there was chaos.

On the top of the mountain, sand and rocks are flying, and the wind is blowing.

The next moment, Ning Bequan looked at Ye Fan opposite, his pupils contracted suddenly, without any movement, in the space around Ye Fan, a piece of sharp light and shadow suddenly appeared, dense, whistling, it was all three feet long red knife qi, slashing towards Ye Fan from different directions!

Endless sword qi covered this mountain in an instant, and the sound of snorting continued, and the eyes were full of red sword light, like a river of blood rushing, flowing endlessly!

Ye Fan, who was surrounded by sword qi, his figure burst out with a dazzling golden mang, and the golden mangs actually split into a sword qi that was inches long, impermeable to the wind, and full of brilliance. With a wave of his hand, these tens of millions of sword qi slammed head-on into the continuous blood-colored sword qi, and exploded towards the outer realm!

The sword qi and sword qi tore each other apart and devoured each other, and the area between the two of them was like boiling magma, with thunderbolts flickering, and the essence was continuous. The energy generated by the collision, just a little breath, splashed on the rocks, and it exploded.

Ning Belack had an indifferent expression, and threw it away with one hand, countless stronger and more dazzling blood-colored swords broke out of his body, and the sky was full of sword light released by him, swallowing Ye Fan's sword qi in one bite, like a big net, pressing down on him again!

Ye Fan knew that he was not the opponent of the Sword Emperor, he fought hard with the sword, it was extremely difficult to win, even if he won, it would be a tragic victory, and there were many masters such as the head of the Li family who were in the back of the formation, and they must not fall in love with the battle, and they must be defeated one by one by guerrilla warfare.

As soon as the figure flickered, Ye Fan frantically fled hundreds of miles away!

"Want to run?" Ning Beque's eyes changed slightly, and he was about to chase and kill the past, when his thoughts turned, he put away the killing machine, and his mentality quickly returned to calm.

He has always been meticulous and shrewd, he will not be fooled and take risks easily, and he has just made a move, which is just a temptation, and he has not used all his strength at all.

As the sect master of the Sword Sect, he understands the truth that the snipe and the clam compete with each other and the fisherman profits. Moreover, his cultivation has reached perfection, and if he urges his cultivation with all his might, it is very likely to lead to a thunderstorm and plunge himself into the danger of annihilation, which is suicide.

Everyone from the same camp rushed to his side, everyone looked suspicious, looking at the direction where Ye Fan disappeared, their eyes were solemn, and they didn't know what to do.

"The head of the family!" an elder of the Wang family threw himself in front of Wang Yongshi, knelt on the ground with a sad voice, and slapped the mountain stone into powder with one palm.

Wang Yongshi, who was lying in the center of the whirlpool of battle, was already blurred with flesh and blood at this moment, and his body was like being cut by a thousand knives, reduced to a puddle of meat sauce.

"If you don't kill this person, my king Shuntian swears not to be a human being!" Another royal elder swore a poisonous oath to the sky, and with a bang, a thousand-year-old pine not far away was broken by his punch, and the fallen pine tree fell down the cliff along with the gravel.

"Brother Ning, what should I do this time?" Li Luoya exchanged views with Ning Beqian in a low voice: "I don't know where this is, that kid."

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