296: C296 Three Yuan Sword Finger

C296 Three Yuan Sword Finger

Yang Fan shrugged. "You're not a beauty. Why should I follow you?"

Zhen Wuyi smiled and shook his head. "It seems that you are not willing. Then you can move aside. I really appreciate you. I don't want to take your life."

As he spoke, he glanced at the battle on the high platform. The Second and Great Elder could not hold on any longer.

Yang Fan also took a glance and found that although the Second and Great Elder couldn't hold on, they still didn't have the slightest intention of retreating. As the battle became more and more intense, both of them had wounds on their bodies, and blood was flowing out.

It looked very tragic!

But even so, the madness on their faces became even more obvious, as if they would not give up until they died.

Yang Fan felt a chill in his heart. When he thought of Zhen Qiao's appearance just now, he felt that Zhen Wuyi's method of forcefully increasing his strength was simply turning a martial artist into a madman.

"Sorry, I can't agree to it." Yang Fan stretched his neck and said.

The smile on Zhen Wuyi's face immediately disappeared. His expression became cold. "Then you are courting death!"

He wasn't in the mood to continue talking to this brat. The Second and Great Elder couldn't hold on any longer, so he had to leave as soon as possible.

With his current strength, it was impossible for him to escape from a Nirvana Stage expert.

"Brother!"

At this time, Zhen Xinru walked over and hurriedly called out.

Zhen Wuyi looked at Zhen Xinru with a gaze that did not contain the slightest bit of emotion.

"Brother, what exactly are you doing? Quickly stop!" Zhen Xinru shouted loudly. There was a trace of hope on her face. She hoped that Zhen Wuyi could return to his previous appearance.

At this moment, the others also noticed the situation here and looked over.

Zhen Wuyi looked at Zhen Xinru and said with the corner of his mouth raised, "I am not your brother. At least, I am not from three years ago. I prepared for three years before today's situation occurred."

"Unfortunately, it is not satisfying at all."

As he spoke, Zhen Wuyi walked towards Yang Fan step by step. His right hand, which was hanging by his side, was bent into a claw. Strands of dark green light kept gathering in his palm.

The next moment, Zhen Wuyi attacked.

Like a shadow, he arrived in front of Yang Fan in an instant. The dark green light condensed into a ball of light and was aimed at Yang Fan's chest.

Seeing Zhen Wuyi's attack, the surrounding people were shocked.

Although Yang Fan was strong and could kill Zhen Qiao with just a single strike, Zhen Wuyi was still a God Refining Stage Layer Eight.

In the face of Zhen Wuyi's fierce attack, Yang Fan would definitely be in great danger.

Even Zhen Xinru couldn't help but shout, "Yang Fan, don't stop him. Let him go!"

Zhen Xinru felt grateful towards Yang Fan from the bottom of her heart. She did not wish for Yang Fan to be injured. Since Zhen Wuyi wanted to leave and her father and the others were tied up again, she did not want to stop him.

If they tried to stop him by force, they wouldn't be strong enough. In the end, they would be the only ones who would be injured or even lose their lives.

Yang Fan didn't care about Zhen Xinru's words at all. His eyes focused on one point. He stared at Zhen Wuyi's attack that was coming at him in an instant. Without any hesitation, Yang Fan took out the Nether Spring Blade.

Holding the saber hilt, he did not even have time to pull out the saber. He held the saber sheath horizontally in front of his chest.

Clang!

The greenish-black light struck the scabbard, and Yang Fan immediately slid backwards. His feet left two clear marks on the ground.

As he stabilized his body, Yang Fan swung his arm and threw the scabbard away. Like an arrow, the scabbard shot towards Zhen Wuyi, who was still rushing over.

With a wave of his hand, the scabbard was swept away.

Zhen Wuyi's entire right hand was wrapped by a dark green light. After that, the dark green light all entered his right hand.

Immediately, Zhen Wuyi's right hand turned dark green, and it reflected an indestructible luster. It was as if this right hand was made of metal.

Yang Fan's eyes were solemn. The energy ripples emitted from Zhen Wuyi's right hand had definitely reached a terrifying level.

He threw out a punch with his left hand, and a white light swept out.

Boom!

Zhen Wuyi's right hand grabbed the fist, and the trembling force was forcefully crushed.

Yang Fan often used this kind of move to deal with others, but now, it was used by Zhen Wuyi to deal with him. This kind of feeling was absolutely unpleasant.

The power that kept surging out from his opponent's right hand was extremely powerful. Yang Fan used all his strength to break free and took two steps back.

At the same time, he gripped the Nether Spring Blade tightly and slashed at Zhen Wuyi with a saber light that could freeze one's life force.

This blade was ruthless and fast. It was aimed at Zhen Wuyi's head.

At this moment, Yang Fan was not naive enough to think that this was a spar.

Zhen Wuyi's attack was extremely ruthless, each strike was deadly. If he showed any mercy, the one who would die in the end would be him.

"I don't have time to play with you anymore!"

Zhen Wuyi clenched his right hand into a fist and shattered the blade light. When the Nether Spring Blade hit his fist, it was as if it had hit steel.

With a clang, Yang Fan was once again forced back by the rebounding force.

At this time, on the other side of the battlefield, the Second Elder and the Great Elder were both seriously injured and were struggling. It wouldn't take long for the battle to end completely.

A trace of anxiety appeared in Zhen Wuyi's eyes. The way he looked at Yang Fan had completely turned cold.

"If you want to die, then I will fulfill your wish!" Zhen Wuyi's voice became bone-chilling cold. His figure flashed out once more.

The dark green color on his right hand started to fade from his wrist to his fingertips.

Zhen Wuyi put his index and middle fingers together and pointed out like a sharp sword. The dark green color that kept fading gathered on his sword finger.

Immediately after that, a greenish-black sword light appeared on the fingertip of his sword finger, as if it was solid.

"Three Yuan Sword Finger!"

The sword light seemed to ignore the distance between them and instantly appeared in front of Yang Fan's heart. Before the sword light even touched Yang Fan's body, the shocking sharpness had already damaged the clothes on Yang Fan's chest.

The surrounding people, even if they just looked at the sword light, had goosebumps all over their bodies.

The sword ray was only a foot long, but it seemed to be able to split open the earth. Even a God Refining Stage Layer Eight warrior would find it hard to resist this force.

Zhen Xinru looked nervous and worried. She widened her eyes and watched the sword light pierce towards Yang Fan's heart.

She shouted crazily in her heart, "Dodge! Dodge!"

However, she had already forgotten about it. She just stared at it.0

At this moment, everyone seemed to have seen the outcome. Yang Fan was killed by the sword radiance.

At this critical moment, Yang Fan was calmer than ever. A strange light seemed to appear in the depths of his eyes.

Eye of All Techniques!

This was the complete activation of this innate ability. The sword light in his eyes was formed by countless lines. Even Zhen Wuyi's body was surrounded by countless lines.

True essence circulated within his meridians. A powerful strength filled every part of Yang Fan's body.

Only Yang Fan's strong body could easily withstand this sudden increase in power, and he could also control this power in detail.

In the next moment, Yang Fan slashed out with his saber.

He slashed at the thin and most fragile thread.

Bang!

A blade hacked out. The blade radiance cut through this thread, and then the sword radiance directly shattered. Moreover, this was like a chain reaction, causing the other threads to become chaotic.

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