Chapter 1575: The power of sacred objects!

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This wooden sword was naturally the intangible sword that Ye Fan took out from the Forbidden Land of Burying Sword Sea.

At first glance, this was just an ordinary wooden sword. In fact, it was a sacred tool used by Yunhai Immortal Venerable. It was tainted with the aura of Immortal Venerable. It was far sharper, more powerful, and domineering than the God Burial Sword.

More importantly, Ye Fan also realized a peerless magical power from Wuxiang Sword——

No one without me!

This sword can deprive the enemy of the six senses, making the opponent blind, deaf, dumb, idiot, and even unable to control his body and thinking.

Under hundreds of millions of times of gravity, Ye Fan's sword was not fast, and it could even be described as slow.

"ridiculous!"

Fu Lin's face was sardonic, and he was so incomparable that he didn't evade, his eyes looked at Ye Fan as if he was looking at a moth fighting a fire or a mayfly shaking a tree, full of disdain.

In his opinion, even if he was hit by this wooden sword, he would not suffer any injuries.

But he didn't know that blind self-confidence often made people fall into the abyss.

"Huh!"

Under the attention of all the people, the light on the wooden sword hit Fu Lin first.

Immediately, Fu Lin entered a very magical state.

For him, all colors, light, sounds, and smells dissipated, and even his consciousness fell into chaos, as if he had become a vegetative person, without thinking or thinking.

The aura of death brought by this sword surpassed time and space, like the most original law in the world.

"Boom!"

Immediately afterwards, Fu Lin's domain also collapsed.

Ye Fan only felt that his body suddenly became lighter, and hundreds of millions of times of gravity disappeared.

"Stab!"

Wuxiangjian was as fast as thunder, and pierced directly at Fu Lin's neck.

To deal with such a master, the state of "nothing and no self" will not last long, but it is completely enough for Ye Fan.

Fu Lin remained standing still, like a lamb to be slaughtered.

At this moment, the tip of Wuxiangjian was only a few inches away from his neck, and the sharp sword aura seemed to tear his skin, but he still did not wake up.

"boom!"

At the very moment, Fu Lin's chest shined brightly, as if a star was burning.

An ancient mirror appeared out of thin air. The mirror surface was smooth without any flaws, yet it revealed an epic atmosphere of vicissitudes of life, as if it had been immortal for thousands of years, and seemed to illuminate the heavens and the world.

Looking intently, there are many mysterious lines and totems carved on the ancient mirror, but no one can interpret the meaning, as if it came from another era.

Even people who don't know the goods can see that this is a rare treasure.

"This is the baby in the ruins!" someone immediately exclaimed.

The ruins is the most terrifying forbidden place on the Tianshu star. It is rumored to be the battlefield of gods and demons in ancient times, and there are treasures left over from countless battles.

The fragments of the Jidao Emperor Soldier in Ye Fan's hand also came from the ruins.

And this ancient mirror was a magic weapon brought out from the ruins by a senior of the Fu family. It was as powerful as a heavenly weapon, and it was now owned by Fu Lin.

The gods have spirits and protect the Lord by themselves.

Seeing this ancient mirror appeared, Fu Kuishan and many members of the Fu family in the distance all breathed a sigh of relief.

Although they didn't know why Fu Lin fell into a coma, as long as this ancient mirror was there, Ye Fan couldn't hurt Fu Lin.

However, the next moment, something incredible happened-

"Crack!"

A shrill broken sound resounded through the world, like a cuckoo cuckooing blood, and those who heard it were sad and those who listened to tears.

Looking intently, I saw that the wooden sword in Ye Fan's hand was like cutting tofu. It cut through the ancient mirror with ease and effortlessly.

The ancient mirror was split into two, and the light was instantly extinguished, no longer the miraculous before, no different from scrap copper and rotten iron.

After piercing the ancient mirror, the wooden sword continued to advance, invincible, and hit Huanglong.

At this moment, all the monks in the martial arts field seemed to have an illusion--

This is no longer an ordinary wooden sword, as if transformed into a magic weapon in the hands of a **** king, capable of sweeping nine heavens and breaking the world, even if the gods and Buddhas all over the world have to retreat.

...

"what happened?!"

In the distance, Fu Kuishan and others also noticed something strange, never expected such a change to happen.

They want to make a move now, but they are one step too late, too late.

"She!"

The tip of the wooden sword pierced into Fu Lin's neck. How could the mortal body of the flesh stop the sharpness of the holy artifact?

Seal the throat with a sword!

A huge blood hole appeared in Fu Lin's throat, blood spurted wildly, and vitality was cut off.

At the same time, his spiritual consciousness was wiped out, Dao disappeared and there was no possibility of resurrection.

Quiet!

Deathly silence!

For a while, there was no sound in the venue, and the needle drop was audible. Everyone held their breath, not even the atmosphere, and was deeply shocked by the scene before them.

Everything that just happened was a long story, but from Ye Fan's sword to Fu Lin's being obliterated, it only took a few breaths.

Tens of thousands of Xuantian Temple disciples, palace lord Xiao Shoutian, great elder Jiang Ying, and many members of the Fu family were all immersed in unprecedented horror, unable to recover for a long time.

The dignified transformation of God's Seventh Rank powerhouse has the ability to control the domain. Looking at the entire Tianshu Star, Fu Lin is considered to be a powerhouse.

If he leaves the Fu family, he can easily create a third rank force!

And now... he just died like that!

After Ye Fan got out of the sword, he didn't even have any strength to fight back, like fish on the chopping board, he could only be slaughtered.

This is simply not a duel, but a naked massacre!

Ye Fan killed him like a chicken and a dog!

"My God! What happened just now?"

"Is it an illusion? Who pinches me!"

"What kind of black magic did the kid use?!"

A series of exclamation sounds, one after another, resounded throughout the audience.

"Seventh brother!!!"

Suddenly, Fu Kuishan erupted with an earth-shattering roar, his figure shot out, swept a terrifying storm, and instantly swept to Fu Lin's body.

"Seventh brother, I'm sorry for you..." Fu Kuishan has tears in his eyes, sorrowful and angry.

Everyone in the Fu family was also full of grief and indignation, staring at Ye Fan with ferocious eyes.

If the look in his eyes could hurt people, Ye Fan had already been slashed.

At this moment, above the ring.

"thump!"

Fu Jing fell heavily to the ground, and most of her body was stained red with blood. She suffered extremely serious injuries, and the Cyan Frost Sword was also broken into pieces.

Cao Yunxi looked at her condescendingly, pressed the tip of the God Burial Sword against her neck, and said coldly:

"The victory is divided! You are defeated!"

Fu Jing's face was pale and her heart sank to the bottom.

Feeling the sharpness of the burial sword, she dare not even move a finger.

Even if there are many Fu Jia masters in the field, Cao Yunxi can kill her a hundred times before Fu Jiagao can do it manually.

...

On the other side, Fu Kuishan turned his head abruptly, his hair sticking up, like an angry lion, staring straight at Ye Fan, gritted his teeth and said: "Boy, what kind of sword is in your hand that can kill the seventh brother!"

"I said this is a holy artifact, do you believe it?" Ye Fan said lightly.

"what?!"

Fu Kuishan's face changed wildly, and an unprecedented expression of surprise appeared on his face.

Not just him, all the monks present were shocked, and a huge wave was set off in their hearts.

Hallows!

For the vast majority of monks, the sacred weapon is a legendary existence, not to mention having it, even a glance is a luxury.

Because only the Supreme Immortal Venerable can refine the holy artifacts.

And for thousands of years in the Big Dipper galaxy, there has only been one immortal statue, that is, the fairy statue of Yunhai.

This means that only Yunhai Xianmen possesses the sacred artifact.

Although Ye Fan came from the Fairy Gate of Yunhai, everyone didn't think that ordinary disciples like him could possess sacred artifacts. After all, the sacred artifacts were not Chinese cabbage.

"Bold!" Fu Kuishan yelled like a thunder in nine days: "The mere monk Yuanying, dare to confuse the crowd? In the entire Yunhai Immortal Gate, except for the Sect Master Qingming True Immortal, even the Seventh Son of Yunhai are not eligible to have the sacred artifacts! When we are all idiots?"

"Believe it or not!" Ye Fan said coldly.

"Presumptuous! Brat, if I dare not kill you?!"

As soon as the voice fell, Fu Kuishan danced wildly, an extremely terrifying aura burst out of his body, vast and vast, covering all directions, covering the sky.

At this moment, he seemed to be incarnate as the only master between heaven and earth, and his body was full of tremendous power, as if he could destroy the heaven and the earth with a random blow.