558: C558 The Nine Underworlds Wind

C558 The Nine Underworlds Wind

The range of the true essence storm's rampage was growing larger and larger, and the terrifying power was also continuing to increase.

Bang!

Finally, when this chaotic strength reached its peak. Yang Fan and Moo Qingge's attacks collided once again, like a fuse, igniting it completely.

An ear-splitting explosion made many martial artists feel dizzy.

A raging true essence storm completely swept out, tearing apart space and leaving behind criss-crossing cracks.

Raising Hair and Moo Qingge both retreated several dozen feet before standing in the air, confronting each other. The collision just now had made them understand one thing.

If they didn't use their true strength, they wouldn't be able to defeat their opponent.

Moo Qingge frowned and said, "I have underestimated you. However, this is the end of this challenge."

Yang Fan held his palm in the air and the Nether Spring Blade appeared. The Nether Spring Blade was once again forged by Yang Fan, although it was still a middle-grade spirit weapon. However, its power was several times stronger than before.

Holding the Nether Spring Blade in his hand, Yang Fan's gaze became fierce.

"This is also what I want to give you!"

"Hmph, overestimating yourself!" Moo Qingge coldly snorted, then formed a fingerprint with his right hand.

In the next moment, a huge figure emerged behind Moo Qingge. Its body was glowing with the radiance of the stars. This figure, which was a thousand feet tall, was also holding a fingerprint.

As the True Yuan in Moo Qingge's body surged wildly, his figure gradually became clearer.

However, the starlight that radiated from his body also became denser and denser.

After the facial features of this huge figure became clearer, one could tell that it was basically no different from Moo Qingge in terms of appearance. The dense starlight began to gather in front of the Flower Picking Finger.

What Moo Qingge comprehended was the Star Law.

The vast power of the stars, even if it was only one-thousandth or one-ten-thousandth, was enough to shake the earth.

In front of the huge figure's Picking Flower Finger, the starlight condensed into a finger light.

The finger light, which was several dozen zhang in size, emitted ripples that forced back the air within several hundred zhang. Instantly, this area became a vacuum zone.

Buzz!

The finger beam shot out like a beam of light that fell from the sky toward Yang Fan. Occasionally, it would release a trace of power, and the spatial shift almost couldn't withstand it, causing a dense buzzing sound to be heard.

Everyone held their breaths. An attack like this could almost sweep across Nirvana Stage Tribulation Five warriors.

As for Yang Fan, he was only a Nirvana Stage Tribulation Three.

Was the outcome of this attack about to be decided?

Everyone's eyes immediately turned to Yang Fan. They looked at Yang Fan and held the long blade horizontally in front of their chest. Gray light was flowing on the blade.

Swoosh!

Yang Fan raised his head and looked at the huge finger light that was falling down. His body suddenly rushed up and slashed forward with the Nether Spring Blade.

The circulating grey light on the blade swept out in an instant, transforming into a crescent moon-like blade glow.

The grey blade light emitted an aura of death. Wherever it passed, the spirit energy of the heaven and earth would be destroyed. This world seemed to have become deathly silent because of this.

Boom!

In the blink of an eye, the saber glow landed on the tip of the finger, resulting in a loud explosion. The saber light slashed the tip of the finger in a crazy manner, splitting it in half.

As the finger light dissipated, the blade light also used up all of its power and dissipated at the same time.

Everyone's expressions were solemn, and they were deeply shocked.

Yang Fan launched an attack from the front, breaking through Moo Qingge's attack. In the end, no one was able to do anything to the other.

It was a draw again!

Could it be that Yang Fan and Moo Qingge were going to end up in a draw?

Even so, Yang Fan's combat strength had still exceeded their expectations. He was terrifyingly strong. Just thinking about it made their scalps tingle.

Suddenly, Moo Qingge's voice was heard.

"Illumination of the Stars! An arrow that can shake mountains and rivers!"

The huge figure appeared in everyone's line of sight once again. A longbow condensed from starlight had unknowingly appeared on his hands.

At this moment, the longbow was fully pulled, and a star-like arrow was pointed at Yang Fan.

Looking at the star arrow, everyone felt their hearts palpitating. The fierce and vigorous energy fluctuations had completely surpassed the Nirvana Stage Tribulation Five.

Everyone understood that this was Moo Qingge's true strongest attack!

With a bang, the arrow shot towards Yang Fan. Wherever it passed, a black crack appeared in the space.

Yang Fan's left eye's pupil changed slightly.

Eye of Ten Thousand Techniques (Left).

He hadn't used it for a long time. At this moment, Yang Fan's left eye saw the weakness of the arrow.

Among the many warriors present, only the white-robed man and Gongye Yang's expressions changed slightly. With their level of martial arts, they could see that Yang Fan was using the Eye of Ten Thousand Arts.

Although they didn't know the name, they knew that it was a kind of innate divine ability.

Yang Fan took a step forward and waved the Nether Spring Blade.

All of a sudden, a gust of wind blew.

It was a gray wind that could be seen with the naked eye.

This gray wind blew towards the Star Arrow as soon as it appeared.

"Wind of the Netherworld!"

Yang Fan muttered in his heart. A gray stream of light rushed into the gray wind from the tip of the blade. Instantly, the originally gray wind turned into a fierce wind.

This was a martial skill he created based on the Nirvana Laws. It looked like a wind, but it was actually the power of death.

Swoosh!

The moment the gray gale came into contact with the star arrow, the power of death contained within it instantly rushed towards the weak point of the star arrow.

In an instant, the star arrow collapsed, turning into countless motes of starlight and vanishing without a trace.

After that, under the shocked gazes of the crowd, the gray gale continued to blow towards the huge figure behind Moo Qingge.1

Although the huge figure's body was emitting a rich star radiance, it was still unable to block it. The huge figure was dissipating at an extremely fast speed.

However, the gray gale was also disappearing.

However, the giant figure was the first to completely disappear, turning into nothingness.

The remaining grey gale blew onto Moo Qingge's body.

It looked like a gust of wind, but it was like a flood. The power of quietus carried within it directly broke through the layers of defense that Moo Qingge had set up.

With a muffled groan, Moo Qingge's face turned pale instantly, and his Qi became weak. On the other hand, Yang Fan was still calm and composed, and wasn't affected in the slightest.

Yang Fan didn't continue to attack. This was just a friendly match, not a fight to the death.

Now, victory and defeat had been decided!

Countless martial artists sucked in a breath of cold air. They really did not expect that Yang Fan would win in the end. Furthermore, it was an overwhelming victory.

Because in comparison, Yang Fan did not suffer any injuries.

"I told you, don't think too highly of yourself." Yang Fan looked at Moo Qingge and said with a smile.

Yang Fan had indeed said this before.

However, Moo Qingge didn't take it to heart. When he heard this, his face turned red and then white. Finally, Moo Qingge gritted his teeth and said, "This time, you win. Next time, I will make you lose miserably."

Yang Fan laughed and said, "I will give you the four words you just said. Dream on!"

The muscles on Moo Qingge's face twitched. He snorted coldly and turned around to leave.

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