"Hmph, the strength hasn't improved, but it hasn't changed if you speak out. Today I want to see how you can beat me!" Ding Yong couldn't hear Ye Fan's teasing intention, and he suddenly became angry.

"Relying on the last words of your brother before he died, you know that Ye Fan has never disappointed me!" Ye Fan replied with a light smile, calm and calm.

"You... Die to me!" Thinking of Ding Kuang's last words, Ding Yong's expression suddenly changed, as if being pinched in the soft underbelly. After a violent shout, he immediately rushed towards Ye Fan.

"For the sake of my own strength and status, I personally killed my brother, and at this moment still stands here in a high-sounding manner to avenge him, you are really hypocritical!"

Ding Kuang's swift blow failed to produce any effect, and Ye Fan's voice came from behind him the next moment, full of mockery.

"You...you dare to talk nonsense!" Ding Yong heard a deep sense of guilt in his heart, and he became more excited.

The biological brothers who grew up together finally came to the High Heaven Palace from the family and formed the Ding family. They were mixed to this position, but they ended up killing each other. It was really sad.

"No matter, it's useless to talk to cold-blooded people like you. I will make you regret it today!" Ye Fanyan has reached this point and has no idea to continue. These two sentences alone are enough to humiliate Ding Yong and make him He couldn't raise his head in front of everyone.

"Chang!"

The ancient sword behind him was directly pulled out by Ye Fan, and there was a sound of sword groans. The blade of the sword was dazzling and dazzling under the sunlight.

"Look at my lift-off stick!" Feeling the powerful sword power looming in front of him, Ding Yong also called out his own spirit soldier, planning to fight Ye Fan officially.

"Swipe!"

At the moment when the lift-off stick appeared, Ye Fan had already waved his arms and cut out several sword lights.

The appearance of Jian Mang made the air a little fierce, and he whizzed to the opposite Ding Yong.

Although he was already a five-tier strongman who defended the first realm, Ding Yong had only recently entered, and his cultivation base had not yet been stabilized. At this moment, it was inevitable that he was a little rushed.

"Sure enough, there are two things, but your strength is still too weak!" Ye Fan looked at this scene, did not pursue the victory, but sighed in the same place.

This Ding Yong's strength was even hanging against Cai Bo, let alone against him.

"Just a few swords, what can I do, now it's my turn!" Ding Yong recovered from the embarrassment just now, swiping the lift-off stick in his hand and smashed it directly at Ye Fan.

The lift-off stick has the meaning of lift-off. It can escape from the master's hand and confront the enemy, playing the effect of unconsciously.

"Swipe!"

As soon as the lift-off stick got out of Ding Yong's palm, it spun directly in the air, causing gusts of wind around him, and Ye Fan's clothes floated.

This is the remaining power derived from the lift-off stick, but it is comparable to the original Chen family's unique skill, the whirlwind **** leg, and the power of the spirit soldier cannot be underestimated.

"Break it for me!"

Facing the rapidly rotating levitation stick, Ye Fan's face also darkened. His sword had the power of a sword, and the stick naturally had a special power belonging to the stick-like spirit soldier, and he should not be underestimated either.

"boom!"

Ye Fan wielded the ancient sword with the greatest strength of his whole body and slashed it fiercely on the lift-off stick, causing a loud noise in the sky.

"Om..."

The power of a spirit soldier diffused from the center, sweeping toward the outside world like a ripple.

"what...."

In the face of the sudden attack, everyone from the outside world received a lot of shocks, and their bodies swayed, but they were not injured.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

In the center of the stage, Ye Fan took three steps back, his face was flushed with too much force, the lift-off stick had been slashed back by his sword and fell into Ding Yong's hands again.

At this moment Ye Fan blushed, but Ding Yong's face was even redder. It was already his full blow, but he never thought that Ye Fan would just take three steps back.

"This stick is not bad, but you are still too weak!" Ye Fan calmed down the aura in his body. It was just that he had miscalculated the power of the lift-off stick, so he appeared slightly embarrassed.

"You..." Ding Yong's face turned blue when he heard Ye Fan's comment, and every word of Ye Fan was an insult to him.

This lift-off stick was a treasure handed down from the Ding family's ancestors. How could it be weak, because it was passed to Ding Yong's hands because of the eldest son. At this moment, he seemed to have lost the power of this stick.

"Ye Fan, since you are so arrogant today, let you see how powerful I am!" Ding Yong's breath slowly changed as he spoke, and the strength in his body rose gradually, and the lift-off stick in his hand, It actually increased by one meter in length.

"If you can die under my wind and cloud with a stick, you should look down!" With the surge of strength, Ding Yong felt confident in his heart. As the lifting stick in his hand danced, the situation changed, as if the world was responding to his call to help. Increase the power of this stick.

Fengyun Yichuang is an extremely rare spirit weapon martial skill, which belongs to the stick-type martial art. It was passed down by Ding Jiazu together with the lift-off cudgel. It was originally used by Ding Yong as a trump card to fight against the disciples of Sundering. Now, Ye Fan is too strong, forcing him to use it first.

"What a great situation and a cudgel!" Feeling the mighty power in front of him, Ye Fan's eyes narrowed. He once encountered Lingbing martial arts. Ling Yue had used Qianqiu swordsmanship in battle, but this was only the most common swordsmanship. , Can't be called a spirit weapon martial arts at all.

The real spirit weapon martial arts can maximize the power of the spirit weapon, and it also contains the power of martial arts, just like this moment, almost let the world respond to its call, extremely terrifying.

"Die to me!" The lift-off stick made Ding Yong's power soar. The martial arts skill and the stick have reached the peak moment, carrying the sky and the wind and clouds, knocking down at Ye Fan.

"If you had used this technique four months ago, Ding Kuang would have survived, but now..." Facing this attack that could almost instantly kill a five-layered powerhouse, Ye Fan was not nervous. It means that I don't know when there has been a rune pattern slowly circulating in front of me.

Against this stick, Ye Fan actually has many ways to resist, such as Scarlet Inch Light, Magic World Fist, and even dodge directly with teleport, but he doesn't. At this moment, for Ye Fan, the least costly thing is just new understanding. A martial skill.

"Draw the ground as a prison, let me go!"

Accompanied by Ye Fan's whistle, the weird pattern shot directly at Ding Yong's body, and it was already submerged in his body the next moment.

"brush!"

A weird scene appeared in the center of the field. A man with a grim face was standing there in an attacking posture, and he was holding a powerful and terrifying stick in his hand.

On the opposite side of him, a young man stood indifferently in front of him.