Chapter 923: What are you worthy of the same name as me?

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Facing the public question, Ye Fan didn't have any waves on his face, and said lightly:

"I am neither from Maoshan nor from Wudang!"

Zhang Yang frowned when he heard the words, thought for a moment, and slowly said: "That's right! Even the head of Wudang Sect, it is impossible to condense the power of the stars and condense this basalt beast! Who are you, do you come from? Hidden Sejong Sect? Which school do you belong to? Taiyi, Jiuxiao Palace, or Daluo Sect?"

Zhang Yang said several sects in succession, but Ye Fan didn't answer. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, a mysterious look.

At this moment, Ye Fan was still wearing the golden light armor, and the basalt beasts acted as guards. The evil spirits did not invade, and the immortal Buddha stayed away, as if the Emperor Zhenwu descended to the earth.

If a devout disciple of Dao Sect sees him, he will definitely bow down on the spot, worship incense, and erect a monument for him.

In fact, this phantom of the basalt beast has nothing to do with the Wudang school, it was summoned by Ye Fan using the "Four Spirits God Technique".

On the uninhabited island in the East China Sea, he absorbed the energy of the five-color sacred stone and successfully condensed a virtual pill, which was only one step away from Jindan Avenue.

Now his strength is comparable to that of the powerhouse in the early days of Heaven. Throughout the entire China, he is also a top-notch master, standing on top of hundreds of millions of people.

And the power of the exercises he had cultivated was more powerful than before.

As the saying goes, there is no strongest technique, only the strongest person.

This "Four Spirits God Technique" is not rare in the world of cultivating immortals, but it is rumored that it has been practiced to the highest level, and it can even create a void, forcibly summoning the real four spirits beasts, the blue dragon and the white tiger, and the red bird Xuanwu. Each one can destroy the entire planet. Of creatures.

Of course Ye Fan was too far away from that realm.

At this moment, Ye Fan's silence made Zhang Yang even more misunderstanding that he was a descendant of the Sejong Sect, and he did not dare to be too presumptuous.

"call……"

After groaning for a long time, Zhang Yang took a deep breath, as if he had made some decision, a smile on his face, slowly said:

"The Hidden Sejong Sect is strong, but I am not a vegetarian at the end of my Zhang Family! But...you are young but your strength is equal to me and won my respect! I am not a stingy person, so I don’t care about you. Your sin of hurting me just now, why not visit this treasure in Yunwu Mountain together?"

The implication was that he actually wanted to shake hands with Ye Fan.

In Zhang Yang's opinion, even if there is a great elder standing by to support him, if Ye Fan is really a secluded person, it is inevitable that he will sell a bit of face.

He thought that he had made this "huge" concession, Ye Fan should be grateful, and went down the steps.

Who knows the next moment, Ye Fan shot Han Xing, glanced at him coldly, and said with disdain:

"Huh...what are you, you are worthy of the same name as me?!"

...

Although Ye Fan's voice didn't sound, it was like a nine-day thunder that exploded in Zhang Yang's ears.

The smile on Zhang Yang's face solidified in an instant, and replaced by an extremely gloomy face, which was worse than eating a ton of shit.

He never expected that Ye Fan not only didn't appreciate his "favor", but also dared to continue unbridled provocations.

There were two welt marks on his face, as if adding fuel to the fire.

"Boy, are you really going to die with me, the net is broken?!" Zhang Yang shouted murderously.

"Do not!"

Ye Fan shook his head and said indifferently: "You are not qualified to die with me! Just teasing you just now, if I get serious, it's easy to kill you!"

mad!

It's crazy!

It's crazy!

Zhang Yang originally thought that he was already a domineering and domineering generation, but compared with Ye Fan in front of him, he was nothing short of insignificant.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!" He retorted with a grin: "Since you are so confident, I want to see how you kill me!"

As soon as the voice fell, he calmed down suddenly, his anger was reduced, his face was expressionless, like the calm before the storm, but there was a creepy cold glow in his eyes.

"boom!"

An extremely terrifying breath burst out of him, spreading in all directions, and the surrounding air was frozen.

Suddenly, Zhang Yang bit his fingertips and smeared the red blood on the Thunder Knife.

"Huh!"

The magical soldiers are energetic. After absorbing the blood of the master, they burst out with a dazzling light, and dense lines appear on the smooth blade, like blood vessels in the human body, crisscrossing together.

Immediately afterwards, he flaunted his sword to the sky, sullenly, revealing his overbearing power. He is definitely the pride of the sky, and few of the younger generation can match him.

"Huh!"

With a loud roar, all the surrounding air burst open, and the Thunder Knife was also sensed. It seemed that there was a thunder father hidden inside, waking up at this moment.

Looking intently, I saw that the form of the Thunder Knife had undergone a huge change. There was a thick lightning intertwining on the blade of the water snake, really like a **** soldier of Thunder God, descending on the earth.

Its power is more than ten times stronger than before?

This is the real form of Thunder Knife!

It is precisely because of this that it can rank among the 100 soldiers.

"Hohoho!"

A hysterical roar broke out deep in Zhang Yang's throat:

"A stab of thunder broke the five mountains! Boy, give—me—die!"

As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Yang was holding a thunder knife, swiftly smashing, and carrying the power of ruining the world, he swooped toward Ye Fan.

His body, from head to toe, was coiled with thunder light, and his lifelong martial arts will be integrated into this sword, extraordinary and extraordinary.

This blow can be described as Zhang Yang's strongest killer!

Although he only has the pinnacle state of the Profound Realm, with the Thunder Knife and the supreme technique, even if the pinnacle powerhouse is in front of him, he has the confidence to slash away.

"Huh!"

For a while, everything else between the heaven and the earth seemed to disappear, leaving only this refined sword light, just like a divine weapon that opened up heaven and earth, forcibly tearing the void apart.

In an instant [Wu Ai Novel www.xss521.com], it has swept to Ye Fan's front door to kill him.

Strictly speaking, the thunder entrained by this knife light is not the real thunder in nature, but the power hidden in the thunder knife.

There was a strong man who held this knife and cut off the thunder for nine days. The blade not only kept on, but also absorbed the power of thunder. After being approved by the spirit of the knife, the master could use his blood to turn the power of thunder hidden in it into his own use .

Zhang Yang has full self-confidence, even if Ye Fan has the blessing of basalt beast and golden light armor, it is difficult to resist this knife.

...

Looking at this sword that was enough to slaughter the gods and immortals, Ye Fan nodded slightly, showing approval, and said:

"Human knives are one, and you control the thunder. Unless you are a strong man, you have to avoid the edge! It's a pity... you met me! Playing thunder in front of me is really an axe!"

The next moment, Ye Fan thought, and the sword-shaped pendant between his neck flew out, swelled in the wind, and instantly turned into a three-foot green front.

"You have the Thunder Knife, and I'm the Thunder Tribulation Sword again! Today, I will let you see the real power of God Thunder!"

"Ray—come!"

Ye Fan said, shouting loudly, with an irresistible will in his tone, like a supreme god, commanding the heavens.

"Rumble rumbling!!!"

A series of deafening thunders sounded, thunder, electric anger, star flag, electric halberd, and the power of sound waves alone were enough to shake mountains, rivers and earth, and collapse the mountains of Huayue.

If there are ordinary people present, I am afraid they will be shocked to bleed, the five internal organs will be broken, and they will die on the spot.

Then, an incredible scene happened—

With that Thunder Tribulation Sword as its center, within a hundred meters of a circle, countless purple lightning mad dragons appeared, each of which was several times stronger than the thunder power contained in the Thunder Sword.

Looking around, thunder and lightning are like dragons and snakes dancing wildly, and the surrounding area is like the legendary thunder pond in the heaven.

In the middle of the thunder pond, Ye Fan stood proudly, with electric lights flying around him.

With his head held high, there was a sacred and inviolable breath between his brows, like a **** of thunder, shining with the sun and the moon, dancing with the universe.

Even if Zhang Yang used Jinglei Dao's strongest assassin, compared with him, it was like the light of fireflies and Haoyue, vulnerable.

Suddenly, Ye Fan volleyed a finger and pointed to the publicity ahead.

When the sky full of thunder received instructions, it was like a punishment from the gods of exterminating the world.