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Ye Fan also discovered that this bloody sword intent was indeed extraordinary.

It was the first time he knew that the sword could interfere with the other party's inner world.

In the master duel, the mood is very important, which will directly affect the various performances of the master.

It can be seen from this that although this Zhang Qian's cultivation is a concentrating Great Perfection, his lethality is more powerful than that of the Black Emperor who cultivated to a higher level at the beginning.

Sword intent, sure enough, every swordsman is different, and there is no one to deal with!

Ye Fan felt a trace of pressure, but more excitement.

He can completely use disintegration and physical fitness to forcibly defeat Zhang Qian, just like the last time he fought against the Black Emperor, as long as he improves his speed and strength, Zhang Qian will be caught off guard.

However, this is the first time Ye Fan has encountered a swordsman with sword intent, and he wants to use his own sword intent to crack the other party's sword intent!

Because, Ye Fan wanted to know more about his sword intent, what it was like to collide with other sword intents.

Seeing that the bloody sword intent had been shrouded like a thick cloud, Ye Fan calmed down, cast an ancient sword technique, and swung out a sword, like a wind and clouds!

The blood mist was directly dispersed, and Ye Fan flew out, just pressing a sword towards Zhang Qian!

Zhang Qian roared, and a sword met him, with a "clang"! The two swords pressed together!

Under Zhang Qian's feet, the ground shattered, but he still barely blocked this sword!

"You are not affected by my bloody sword intent......" Zhang Qian gritted his teeth and said.

Ye Fan grinned and said, "That little darkness in your heart, in my opinion, is nothing at all......"

Zhang Qian's eyes let go of the cold light, snorted coldly, the sword swam away, slipped, and after getting rid of Ye Fan's suppression, a soaring and spinning, the Xuantie long sword drew a blood-colored arc!

"Blood Moon Slash!"

After this sword intent like a blood-colored moon came out, it split into hundreds of sword intents, spreading even wider, making it impossible to avoid at all!

Seeing this, Ye Fan directly stabbed out a sword, and the sword intent shook into a wave of qi, like a shock wave, piercing through dozens of blood swords in front of him!

Zhang Qian also seemed to expect that this trick would not be able to cure Ye Fan, so he turned back early, and the Xuantie Sword danced out of sword light, scattering a blood-colored sword net!

"Bloody Skynet!!"

Zhang Qian's sword intent, the attack can be described as impenetrable, layer after layer of sword nets, even if they are cut open, they will immediately condense, and the suppressive power can be imagined!

Ye Fan waved a few swords in a row, and found that although he could break some sword nets, it had no essential effect, and he couldn't crack this move for a while, as if he was stuck in a quagmire!

Skynet is magnificent, negligent but not leaky, and this is a net that makes all negative emotions explode and make people gradually walk into despair!

Once the spiritual will is broken, it is time to be killed!

And at this time, from the street in the distance, two people flew over, it was Ling Qingfeng and Ling Baiguang father and son!

After they learned the specific direction from Jiang Xiaobai, they rushed all the way, but their speed was a little worse than Ye Fan's, but fortunately, they heard the sound of a fight not long away, and it was fast to find this place.

"Dad!"

When Ling Yuwei saw the two, she hurriedly ran over.

"Yuwei, are you okay?"

Ling Baiguang hurriedly supported his daughter, and when he saw that she was not harmed, he was relieved.

"I'm fine, but Ye Fan seems to be in trouble! That Zhang Qian is so ferocious in fighting!" Ling Yuwei said anxiously.

"It's really that criminal...... Ling Qingfeng saw Zhang Qian, who was fighting with Ye Fan, with a complicated look of anger on his face.

Zhang Qian also noticed that the Ling family's father and son were coming, and laughed wildly: "Old immortal! Ling Baiguang! You wait, when I kill this kid, I will kill all of you in Shushan!!"

"Mr. Ye, I'm here to help you!" Ling Baiguang heard this and hurriedly wanted to do it.

However, Ye Fan was in the blood net, but he immediately shouted: "Don't come here! I haven't been happy yet! No one is allowed to interfere!"

Hearing Ye Fan's voice, he didn't seem to be in a hurry, and the three generations of the Ling family were all stunned.

Zhang Qian slashed his sword intent violently, and said with a cruel smile: "Stinky boy! You can really pretend! Do you think you can escape from my bloody net!?"

This sword intent of mine is like countless human sufferings, which will never be broken, enough to sink you into hell forever!

Ye Fan did feel all kinds of sad aura, and with the continuous accumulation of bloody sword intent, more and more desolate pictures also appeared in his mind......

Ye Fan waved the long sword in his hand, sword after sword...... The slash is not clean, the splitting is not clear, the encirclement of the blood net is getting smaller and smaller, and it is getting closer and closer to him!

Not far away, Ling Qingfeng and Ling Baiguang's faces were already extremely ugly.

"This criminal, he has actually realized such a ferocious sword intent! Layers of oppression, awe-inspiring awe!" Ling Qingfeng gritted his teeth.

"Sword intent, he actually comprehended the sword intent...... Although Ling Baiguang already knew that there was a gap between his qualifications and Zhang Qian, but after so many years, knowing that the gap was even bigger, he naturally looked unwilling.

Ling Yuwei was about to cry, "Dad, grandpa, you guys have to think of a way!

"It's not like ...... You see, Mr. Ye's eyes ......" Ling Qingfeng pointed.

Ling Yuwei looked over carefully, only to find that even though she was surrounded by such a ferocious sword intent, Ye Fan's eyes were getting brighter and brighter!?

In fact, at this time, Ye Fan's heart was surging, and he seemed to dream back to the battlefield of the year!

He and a group of his own brothers and sisters won a seemingly impossible battle, broke free from the cage of the deepest abyss of hell, and after enduring countless pains, he was born from hell with lust!

He is not afraid of these sufferings, and he dares to face these sorrows!

Because, since he was a child, he was killed from injustice, injustice, and inhumanity!

The bloody sword intent in front of him wanted to arouse the negative emotions in his heart, the darkness in his heart, so as to defeat him from the heart.

But Zhang Qian never imagined that Ye Fan's experience since he was a child made his psychological quality unimaginably strong!

In the depths of Ye Fan's heart, there seemed to be a voice shouting, and the sword in his hand seemed to be obeying the call of that voice!

"In my world...... There is no submission, only conquest! My sword intent, too!!"

Ye Fan's eyes were like electricity, and the sword intent obeyed Ye Fan's strong will, and after passing it to the long sword in his hand, Huo Ran swung out a sword intent that was nearly three hundred and sixty degrees!

The invisible sword intent was like a tornado that tore and destroyed everything, crushing the bloody sky net in front of him to pieces!

Zhang Qian was dumbfounded, and before he could figure out what was going on, Ye Fan had already swung his sword down!!

At this time, Ye Fan, in Zhang Qian's eyes, was like a giant spirit god, wielding a Qianjun giant sword, wanting to crush him directly!

(三七 Chinese.)